the trick is to keep breathing

So! The Live Ends had a show this Saturday at a Halloween Party. And it was awesome. It was probably the best show we've ever played, crowd-wise. Granted, it was for a costume party, so there were already a lot of people there, and they were already in the mood to dance. But we definitely went over well. We had a lot of songs from the anniversary party we played that were more dance-y songs, and it was really cool to have a crowd of people dancing to our stuff and singing along at the top of their lungs. We debuted about an hour's worth of new stuff, including two new songs I sing that I was really nervous about. I don't have a remarkable voice - my pitch is excellent but my voice itself is only so-so. But I think they went over relatively well.

Plus we dressed up as cowboys. That was totally hot. There were some other good costumes - hilldo's Blatz Girl made an appearance, and jennyclarinet came as the devil with a really useful pitchfork - and I got to watch a friend totally mack on an older woman as well as the phenomenon known as Fat Cop. Also, there were like three people dressed as bees. I HATE BEES, WHAT THE FUCK?! There was like a fat bee, a normal bee, and then a Sexy Bee. It was absolutely horrible. BEES SUCK AND IT MAKES A HORRIBLE COSTUME K?

In other news, my fantasy football team had a really horrible week. Delhomme got me a rockin' -2 points. Marvin Harrison only got me like 4 points. WHAT THE FUCK. It's really annoying, because I have a team of players who should be really good - Rudi Fucking Johnson, anybody? - but it's almost like BECAUSE they're well-known players they get all the coverage and never get shit. Plus, I keep getting boned by Joey Galloway, and in the bad way. (In the butt!)

While most of the other teams get double-digit points on shit. Why isn't Antonio Gates racking up like 20 points a week?! (FUCK YOU, RIVERS!!) C'mon, really -- c'mon.

So, anyway. Stupid fantasy team. I really don't know what to do with them - it's like, how do you justify sitting Rudi Johnson for, say, Willie Parker? (The Steelers' total suck notwithstanding.) Gay ass fantasy game anyway.

So, yeah. And NaNoWriMo starts on Wednesday OMFG. Work had to pick now to get all busy-like, huh?!

Y'know, I almost wrote a work-related rant, but the number of times I've read in TIME magazine that "WRITING ABOUT WORK IN YOUR WEBLOG CAN GET YOU FIRED OMGZORZ!" actually stopped me. Fuck you, media!

BTW, why doesn't the mouse work in LJ windows anymore? Why can't I highlight things I'm typing?

Did anyone watch this Monday's Wife Swap? It was taped (due to Monday Night Football) and consumed last night.

THE SEASON PREMIERE: THE FAMILY OF THE GUY WHO INVENTED TALK LIKE A PIRATE DAY.

I'm not kidding.
It's a family that lives as pirates.
Yes.
Full costumes. Swords. The running around the house and the fleas (fleas!!) and the yelling of "ARRRRRRR!" and the fake names.

I love Wife Swap.

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In other news, my band's got a private show this weekend (we're playing an anniversary party!), so if you're all nice, maybe next week I will post some tunes for bored people to listen to.

Ladies! And, uh, Gentlemen, I suppose...

I need suggestions for romantic songs for slow-dancing to.

My band is trying to come up with a couple slow songs to play at shows for couples to dance to. I'm not very romantic, and I hate slow-dancing, so I can't come up with shit, and also I hate everything else that's been suggested. (I'm actually countering all their suggestions with old blues standards, like My Funny Valentine and Please Send Me Someone To Love, because that's my background.)

So! Please give me some suggestions. A good example: we're currently playing "Wonderful Tonight" by Eric Clapton. Cheesy as hell, but you KNOW all the girls in the audience are going to drag their boyfriends up to slowdance to it.

(Which proves, again, that girls are stupid. Have you even listened to the lyrics?!! Verse I: YOU TAKE TOO FUCKING LONG TO GET READY, BUT I GUESS IT'S WORTH IT CAUSE YOU'RE HOT Verse II: I ONLY LIKE YOU BECAUSE YOU'RE HOT AND YOU MAKE ME LOOK GOOD Verse III: I'M DRUNK, TAKE ME HOME AND GIVE ME A BLOW JOB. It's not romantic at all!)

But I digress! Please, please, recommend all the cheesiest, lamest songs you can remember from high school prom! Hit me with the romantic!