weirded out and bored stiff by the internet

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hey. hazim here...again. I don't know why I suddenly post here after a big long fat hiatus, but I still feel like there's nothing much I can do online anymore. Last time, I was sooo active, what with myspace and facebook all hogging up my life time. Now, though, I'm bogged down by assignments and a messy personal life which gets messier with every phone call. Nothing will dampen my spirits though. I wioll try and post at least a couple times a week from now, though I'm not sure who would read after all the breaks but hey, I figured if I can get this thing back up and running, then I can use it to launch my book. Yeps. That's right. I am writing a book. I hope it does well. I just want my voice to be heard. It's a bit autobiorgaphical. It's about a werid boy with an imaginary friend. Haha. laugh. Laugh. Anyways, I will post something later when my mind stumbles across a half-decent idea. Promise. Buh-bye. hazim. Out.

yesterday, i hit my head and lost my memory. now, how cool is THAT?!?

Fufufufu. I don't remember. J'oublie! Quelle terrible!

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hey. hazim here...again.True story. Yesterday, I was visiting my opthamologist named Dr. Sahimi who I haven't seen for a while. He did my cornea transplant and I've been visiting him for follow up check ups and stuff. I was pretty sleepy cus I had been trying to recover from a 6 hour van trip back to my home (imagine sitting next to a heavy smoker, with two really noisy talkative old Indian lady birds in the front). So, I went and he checked my eyes. Said there was a good but slow progression.
Then, he told me he was gonna get rid of three stitches in my eye. I was nervous.
I'd be nervous even if he hadn't said that I wasn't going to be anaesthetised (that how you spell it?) while he was doing it. Just a few drops of this numbing thing in my eye. But he said that.
Plus I've got a phobia of needles. And his 'kit' scared me. So under the glare of this really annoying light, he poked and prodded my eye. he said I wouldn't feel a thing, but hey, it's so easy to ignore the feeling of needles in your eye while you're still conscious, right?
Speaking of consciousness, I lost that. Yeps. I fell back on the stool, hit my head on the floor loudly (apparently, the nurses outside could hear me), and was knocked out. OK. Not really. My mother, who was there said my eyes were rolling around in their sockets and I was muttering incomprehensibly. It wasn't a seizure. I don't remember much of right before the accident or right after or how long time passed before I regained consciousness inside the waiting room.
When I DID 'wake up', I had forgotten about 12 hours of what happened. I kept trying to remember why I had chosen my outfit (cus I always remember that) or what I was doing there. My mother was beside me. I was scared cus I couldn't remember.
The nurse came out to attend to the my head, which was bleeding from the fall.
I went back inside and I was still trying recollect my memory. I had remembered that my sister was baking cookies the night before, so I was building it around that.
The doctor scolded the nurse for not being there when it happened. My mother was on the phone panicking and telling every soul in her phone book. He sent me for a CAT scan to check, which really wasn't necessary cus it was so expensive. An extra 600 dollars by the way. By that time, I had gained most of my memory back. But I had a huge headache and I felt like throwing up and my eyes were sore cus it felt like a needle was sticking out. Yucks.
Doctors told my mother I'd be okay. The nurse apologized. I went home and slept a long time.


After all this, I'm still freaked out that I still don't remember what happened right before the fall, and right after. Or why it happened. I could have been too sleepy. It could have been my phobia of needles. Or the numbing thing in my eye.

And I regret that my mother didn't whip out her camera phone and record the whole thing. How many people have temporary memory loss and have it on tape? I could have posted it on YouTube, but did my mother tape me being kinda unconscious? Noooo....she panicked. Thanks mother. I could have had 100,000 views probably. Sigh. At least I'm okay. Kinda. I've still got keratoconnus. Haha. Life (kinda)sucks. Hazim. Out.

there's this song i like:keane-spiraling

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hey. hazim here...again. I'm not a big fan of Keane. Their first album was great. Their second was okay. But they never really made me excited. Mainly cus I thought that they sounded like The Bravery with a heavy accent most of the time. But this! THIS! This song is like a total complete unashamed full-plated serving of sugar rush. The lyrics aren't as happy go lucky as the spiraling house beat that Tom Chaplin squeals over. But this serves as a slice of retro awesomeness in a time when The Killers aren't killer anymore, and ABBA are dead. This song, "Spiraling" comes from the band's upcoming third album Perfect Symmetry. And yes, the talked out verse after the second chorus is a bit grating, but the whole "WHOO!" thing going on in the song makes you feel like Tom and his band just filled up a big fat syringe with sugar and injected your brain with it. Yeah, it hurts. But it hurts so good. Hazim. Out.

oasis suck. like, really really suck

Oasis. Gallagher Brothers' Egos Too Big Too Fit In Picture
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SONG: "The Shock of The Lightning"
ARTIST: Oasis
RATING: O
hey. hazim here...again. Fufufu. Internet connection is really slow, but it's the only connection I have access to at the moment at this dump college. Anyhow and ways, when was the last time you enjoyed an oasis song? For me, it was probably only once, when "Wonderwall" was released and that's it. You know why? I can't stand Noel Gallagher's humongous Kanye West-worthy ego. He's a dick and I'm so glad Jay Z dissed him in "Jockin". really glad. His brother's a dick too. They're both dicks. And not the good kind either. So with that totally unbiased opinion of Oasis prerequisite, this is "The Shock of The Lightning". Through the years, while Noel's ego has been growing bigger, his band's songs are getting less and less fantastic. And this song supposedly took just 8 minutes to write. Yeah, we can believe it. Apparent lack of melody? Check. Elton John-predictable lyrics? Check. Noel's snark and smarts have been replaced with volume. And when a band like Kean could do better in their sleep, this track just doesn't cut it. Especially when your ego's as big as the Gallagher's. In the end, "The Shock Of The Lightning" isn't shocking at all. Hazim. Out.

did the jonas brothers make a good album? or is Blender crazy?

Yep. I Just Posted A Picture Of The Jonas Brothers On My Blog. Shoot Me
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hey. hazim here...again. I really don't get the Jonas Brothers cus I think only one is a heartthrob who should have a good stint as solo artist in the future, but to think that they could have so many hits in so little time, winning out over Miley on the charts and whatnot. Well, apparently, Blender magazine loves their latest release A Little Bit Longer so much they awarded four stars. I'm not one to be influenced by reviews, but this has piqued my interest...kinda...maybe...yeah. Check it out in the link below or listen to their latest single "Tonight" and gauge. I can't. Figure. It Out. "Burning Up" was banal. "When You Look Me In The Eyes" was painful. And their tight fittingclothes post a question mark on their sexuality (sure to put off hormone induced teenage girls should they find out Nick, Joe and the other guy like it man to man). Whatever the case may be, Blender, the magazine I heart and love has endorsed the Jonas Brothers. Shudder. Maybe I'll just check the album out and see...eek. I'm scared. Hazim. Out.

Source: Blender

Pink grows down, bottoms up

Pink recommends a new substitue for cigarettes to a lukewarm reception

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SONG: "So What"

ARTIST: Pink

RATING: OO1/2

hey. hazim here...again. Her last album was a sleeper hit. With "Stupid Girls" the lead single appearing and disappearing rapidly on the charts. The follow up hits "Who Knew" and "U + Ur Hand" fared much better, bumping I'm Not Dead from the grave to the top 50. So what new direction will Pink go to now? This new single from her upcoming album is, I guess, her attempt to reclaim her attitude after all the Avrils and Ashlees have stolen it. But Avril had a number one worldwide smash and Ashlee gained some cred with a decent album. So how's Pink going to change things up? By dumbing herself down after the smart and mature record I'm Not Dead was. This song, no matter how much Pink brags about it in the lyrics, lacks attitude. The fake snarling. The weird out of place lyrics sound translated from J-Pop fluff. She's name dropping Jessica Simpson for no concrete reason, and her rally and cry of "So What" falls flatter than Calista Flockheart's breats. This from the woman who had a top ten hit about masturbation? Sorry, Pink. Please please try again. Hazim. Out.

wasn't the Beijing 2008 Summer Olympics opening ceremony super awesome?!? gush.gush.gush.

Aren't the mascots super duper whoop-er ultra fucking cute shit!?!
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hey hazim here...again. Last night I got all teary eyed and sisy-hearted. Why? I was watching the opening ceremony of the Beijing 2008 Summer Olympics, and my heart melted like a snowball on a frying pan. Amidst all the murky political smog blanketing the games, people were aware that the games are, like the President of the committee said, for the athletes. And for the people. Like me, watching and hoping and crossing my fingers that my own country Malaysia wins some medals. I loved watching all the countries march out, studying their selection of garbs to don and their flag bearers, famous or not (Roger Federer and Chia Ming get roars from me).


The Tai-Chi exhibition? Cool. The glowing floating disco ball thingy with acrobats walking, defying gravity on it? Super cool! The running of that Chinese gymnast on the inside wall of the Bird's Nest Stadium carrying the Olympic Torch to its final destination while the image of a scroll unraveling showed behind? Super dooper cool! And the mascots? The cutest shiznits ever!


I think it's the coolest thing to be an athlete competing....I'm dreaming. Whatever. It's cool enough to sit in front of the television with a bag of chips and root beer cheering on my favorites. Anyways, here are some links to other places on the web for more information, including a link to more pcitures. Check out the disco ball thingy. It's worth it. And what's worth more is seeing people just not give a damn about all the politics or China's stained human rights record or color or sex or religion or beliefs and look like they're just focused on steamrolling the competition to oblivion. That might have made me piss my pants. MIGHT HAVE. Hazim. Out.



For some more pictures of the Opening ceremony: CLICK HERE

For pretty good coverage of the games that will take you until the end: CLICK HERE

For an OK entry about the games in Wikipedia: CLICK HERE

dido's got a new album coming out! can you say "finally"?

Dido's efforts to hail a cab in the rain turned fruitless
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hey. hazim here...again. Does anybody remember back in 2001, when Eminem and Dr. dre sampled Dido's "Thank You" for their own smash hit "Stan"? And then "Thank You" did better than "Stan" climbing to number 3 on the US and the UK charts?And then her debut album No Angel sold a whopping 13 million albums. And then her second album sold 8 million? And she had another big hit "White Flag"? And how she's been gone so long that her niche in the music world might have been taken over by the likes of Rachael Yamagata, KT Tunstall, and Jem?



Well, none of that soon. Cus they're all going to have to make way for the original (after Portishead, Kate Bush, and Sarah Mclachlan of course). She's coming out with a new album in November, with first single "Don't Believe In Love" being released to radios in September, the 16th to be exact. Let's hope the record label keeps to their word. The album's been delayed so many times. The long gestation time is probably due to the death of her father earlier this year.



She's been working with producer Brian Eno, who's famous for his work with Kanye West and Fiona Appl.e Although I liked her second album Life For Rent, it was a little too similiar to No Angel, just a little more polished. I'm hoping that she changes up her sound a bit though.



Anyways here are three videos, in my opinion, of Dido's three best music videos.Enjoy. Hazim. Out.



"Thank You"


"Don't Leave Home>




"Stan

3 days away to the Beijing 2008 Summer Olympics: the whole pollution thing

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hey. hazim here...again. There has been a bevy of goodness this year from Lil Wayne's new album to The Dark Knight. Entertainment, the world, has spoiled us this year and with some exceptions (Eddie Murphy's latest flop of a movie and Madonna's Hard Candy), it's been really good so far. Now, with the Beijing Olympics coming up, I have a good reason (watching fit athletes duke it out) and an excuse (supposed patriotism) to just sit in front of the telly and just be a vegetable. Malaysia's sending a good number this year and yeah, I'll be rooting for them especially since the Chinese have always ruled the roost.
One big issue is pollution, as in the athletes don't want to go there cus they're all worried about pollution. The pollution index is at 87 so duh, they should be worried (although I do think some of the athletes are a bit prissy and need a wet towel slapped across their faces). The WHO's recommended index? 50. That's uh.......37 more than it should be! My math stinks...like Avril Lavigne on a good day. Most won't be affected though, not directly anyways. I mean, if they suddenly have unhealthy lungs, they're gonna shove their cigarettes away and point their index finger to the face of China. But marathon runners have been complaining badly about it and...I guess I feel bad for them. I'm a runner and avid jogger, and I hate hate HATE it when someone burns trash outside and the smoke reaches my nose and it throws me off focus. It sucks. But nevertheless, I think everyone should just stop whining and just enjoy the Olympics for what it is-a chance to see swimming suit clad babes up close. Or if you're gay, there's always Michael Phelps, I guess. Whatever floats your boat. Hazim. Out.

SOURCE: Bloomberg

Oh, and P.S. Here's a link to a video of a horrible Chinese singer. Just because. Just because. 'Insert smiley'
CLICK HERE

my friend's sad little birthday party

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hey. hazim here...again. It's nighttime right now, and I just got back from something really weird. My friend. She has lots of friends. But it was her birthday today, and not a lot of people seemed to notice. Her boyfriend had asked me to cook a beef dip thingy which is about the only thing I can cook without setting the kitchen on fire. It was wrapped up nice and snug in Indian Chapatti bread. I thought I was cooking for 20 people, but when I brought the food from my college apartment, I found only 6, plus 2 cats. It was sad. Other friends had completely forgotten or were out shopping in the city. Fufufufu. I don't want friends to be like that towards ME. Forget my birthday and all. Anyways, although little, as in the number of shower-uppers, it was still nice to joke and eat and eat and eat and eat and...yeah. I'm full. But now that I think of it. These kinds of things can always be used as a way to find out who your real friends are. Right? Hazim. Out.

backtrack: annie-chewing gum (2004)

Annie-Chewing Gum

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hey. hazim here...again. I posted something about Mirah yesterday. Well. her voice sort of kinda reminds me of Annie. I really really dug her album Anniemal and the following album Dj Kicks. It was a bevy of electronica smash and Euro trance bits that kind of takes over like a maelstrom of blended genres in your eardrums, banging the tunes into your head 'til you can't even sleep without the song reverberating in your head. Yep, that was Anniemal, her debut album made after her hubby sadly passed away. Annie, the pop sprite from Norway, took over the dance charts and even got this song-the crowning glory of her debut- to appear on an episode of Grey's Anatomy. It's "Chewing Gum", and in it, she tells off herself, chewing and spitting out boys like bubblegum. The song, itself, is bubblegum pop so pure and obvious, a blind person could identify what genre it was. Too bad the Grammys always ignore artists like her. Who trusts them anymore? Especially after rewarding U2 with their undeserved Grammys for How To Dismantle An Atomic Bomb. And their repulsive love of all things John Mayer.

Anyways, and how. The video is simple, but sexy. Her dancing is HOT! You'd definitely be watching her in a club (besides the fact that she's already an acoomplished DJ). She's got a new album called Don't Stop due out later this year. Supposedly, Girls Aloud was supposed to help her out on a track called My Love Is Better, but that track will be appearing without their vocals on it. Wait...wait...wait..the next post will give more details about her upcoming album, yeah? Hazim. Out.

i'm hungry.

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hey.hazim here...again. I'm hungry. i just am. So I'm going to eat. NOW. lol. Hazim. Out.

can't log in to myspace...aaaarrrgh!!!!

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hey. hazim here...again. Today, something out of the ordinary happened. Something Mulder and Scully wouldn't be able to figure out. Something stranger than the Jonas Brothers' sexuality. I went to MySpace like I usually do and guess what? I couldn't log in. I have no idea why. I typed in my email and my password (which is...haha. Yeah, like I'm posting my password here) like I usually do and clicked the Log In button, and it led me back to the homepage as if I hadn't logged in yet, prompting me to type everything all over again. Thus, I, who was surprisingly patient at the tim,e typed my email and password an abysmal total of 10 times before blowing a raspberry to the computer monitor screen. I already emailed them about the problem so i hope they're fixing it soon. Cus if they don't, I'll be forced to while away my time on boring application filled filled Facebook. So 'aaaarrrgh!" I say. Fucking "Aaaarrrghh!". Hazim. Out.

b-b-b-b-back...i needs me some tea

Tea Is Sexy.
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hey.hazim here...again. I just got back to college after an almost and almost illegal (haha...) two week hiatus. It was just me staying at home doing nothing for the whole time. It was quite fun actually. Just being lazy, not smelling good and not washing my hair which is something I get lazy to do sometimes. Anyways, since I've been away, I haven't been able to drink tea. yes, tea! A big LOL to that cus it's true! I miss drinking tea but I only drink it in college. I bought 2 big packets with teabags inside. It's my addiction.

I drink when I'm studying. I drink it watching the television. I drink it when I'm reading. It's like life support. So, then when I got back and looked into my stash of teabags I found out that it was empty. yeah....EMPTY! I couldn't believe it either when I reached my hands into the locker and found out there were no teabags left.



Asians are supposed to like drinking tea, right? It's the stereotype that fits me, while others (like Asians are smart or Asians play piano at 2 years old) are not.



I prefer the Boh tea from Cameron Highlands or the ones from Sri Lanka. Green tea sucks by the way. I heard it promotes cellulite. Yucks. This is becoming something like an unhealthy hobby for me right now. Haha.



So now I need me some tea. If I don't, I won't be sane. I'll blubber and walk like I've got a chainsaw stuck in my ass (not cool). Withdrawal sucks. Don't do drugs. I'm going to the store later. This is just a random thing my mind conjured up because being thirsty for tea is the only thing I'm thinking right now, really. Honestly. Hazim. Out.

eye for I (and other eye related puns to follow!). the story of my cornea transplant. pretend you care!

Eye and I.
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hey. hazim here...again. It's been almost three months since I've had a new cornea grafted onto my eye. It's called keratoplasty or a keratograft or a cornea transplant. I call it a second chance. I get nervous everyday that my body will reject the foreign tissue and I'll be forced to learn the piano in hopes of becoming the next Stevie Wonder. But I don't even know where the C note would be, let alone the W note (I know there's no such thing, but I didn't know that before!). Anyways, in December, I discovered I had keratoconnus, a disease (what a horrible ugly word) that causes your cornea to elongate into abonormal shapes, and morph (what a cool word) into a mountain peak. So glasses wouldn't help. You wouldnt believe how many times people told me I needed glasses. I'm not sure why this wasn't detected earlier, but whatever. My friend, Sharon, has the same disease, but hers is not so bad. She can wear contact lens to fix it. Hers is a hill, and mine are mountains. And no, I'm not talking about breast size. I'm talking about the peak of the cornea.

So, this disease, right? I had trouble seeing things properly. I could see. But it was blurry and the lights. Well, the lights throbbed in time with my heartbeat (ooh look at that stationary lamp Mom! It's moving!) and instead of seeing one point where the light comes from, it ends up scattered. Sucks. Depth perception sucks. Failed my driver's ed three times because of it. Ran into a lamp post at 10 pm at night because of it.

Anyways, I didn't have to wait long on the waiting list for a new cornea to arrive from the US of A. It came and I went for the surgery. it was uncomfortable lying there practically naked, my poor bare ass on an extremely cold steel table (which the nurses who didn't seem to like me probably imported from Antarctica especially for me), and me shivering like I swallowed a vibrator. But the surgery took just an hour and I was allowed to go home after a night in their even colder room.

So now, I'm allowed to go jogging and cycling. Two things I love. But I still can't go swimming. It should take one year for the eye to fully recover. Meanwhile I usually keep my right (your left) eye closed. It itches a lot sometimes. gets painful. But I have my medicine for that. There are risks of rejection to the new tissue, but I'm crossing my fingers. I'm going for riboflavin cross-linking treatment for the other eye cus it's not as severe. I might sign up for the organ donor thing so when I pass away (like die, like really really friggin die!) someone else can have my organs. Nobody wants my penis though, right?

I'm thankful. Sometimes I get pissed off. Like, why can't I have vision like other people? Why can't I see and they can? But then I coold down and count my blessings. I'm not blind...yet. I've still got a chance for good vision while my eye is recovering and I'm waiting to go for treatment for the other eye. While the doctor (whom is an opthamologist and loves Ironman by the way) says I won't reach 20/20 version. I'll be really thankful when I can actually see 4 feet in front of me. And if it fails? I'll get another transplant (Don't you just looove insurance coverage?). Meanwhile, I might take up piano lessons...kidding. I'm gonna play the steel drum. Haha. Hazim. Out.

For more information on keratoconnus, click here:http://www.supervisioncenter.com/keratoconus.htm
For more information on how you can help the cause, click here: http://www.supervisioncenter.com/keratoconus.htm
For more information on organ and tissue donations, click here: http://www.restoresight.org/general/faqs.htm
For more information on Stevie Wonder, click above where it says Stevie Wonder! Sure, its just a Wikipedia article but there's a percentage of credibility in there somewhere, right?

american idol: top 6 perform (a carly comeback)

Hey. Hazim Here...again. I don't normally watch American Idol, but...I mean, I started to at first, but, this season is so boring. Most of the contestants in the top 12 have already had musical careers (albeit failed ones) prior to being on the show. And it kinda spoils the mood for me seeing them pretend to be unknowns. I still update myself every week, but less enthusiastically, like whenever Brooke White takes the stage, I go to the kitchen and whip up some instant noodles. Anyways...despite my apprehensiveness, I did watch it...on YouTube. As in, I watched the individual performances. The top six took on songs from Andrew Lloyd Webber, and so...here's my two cents on their performance.

SYESHA MARCADO: 7/10

Wow. She's bubbly, energetic, and spunky. Better than last week. She sang "One Rock And Roll Too Many". She's better this way. less diva. More dynamite.

JASON CASTRO:2/10

Yikes. Just...yikes. He sang "Memory" like he had needles in his ass. Uncomfortable.

BROOKE WHITE: 2/10

Yikes. part two. She hd to restart her song. She sounded nervous. I liked her in the beginning (her cover of "You're So vain" was awesomeness), but she's becoming paler than she already is. Fading. Fast.

DAVID ARCHULETA: 5/10

Good. Not great. It's weird. Adorable on the outside, but I kinda see an evil robot glint in his eyes (don't you?). His version of "Think of Me".was like what Simon said...pleasant but forgettable.

CARLY SMITHSON: 8/10

Sang "Jesus Christ Superstar". And she SANG it! Kinda shouted it, but I loved it. hated her in the beginning because of the bad publicity and her desperation. But she's an underdog now. And I like underdogs.

P.S Her outfit was cool.

DAVID COOK: 7/10

Pretty good. Not as Daughtry-ish this time around. And thank god. He doesn't look as ego-tistic as usual. "the Music Of The Night" was, in my opinion, a good song choice for him. He coulda done "Don't Cry For Me Argentina". How awesome could that have been?!?

So, uh, props to Carly and David (Daughtry David, not Astro Boy David). I think Brooke will be out. That's all. Hazim. Out.

junk food: i keep playing x men legends 2

Hey. Hazim Here...again.

ONE: I'm crossing my fingers for X Men Legends 3 to come out, because I keep playing X men Legends 2 again and again and again. It's addictive. It's like "OMG. I get to control the Juggernaut!" click here

TWO: i'm still waiting for my cornea transplant for my keratoconus click here

THREE: this is stupid, but it's cute. a singing hamster? come on! who doesn't love that? click here

FOUR: i loved the movie Crash, but Sandra Bullock didn't have to take it literally. click here

album reviewed: ashlee simpson//bittersweet world

GRADE:OOOO
Hey. Hazim Here...again. Her last two albums sucked...hard. I was never a fan of her nasally vocal delivery or her 'woe-is-moi' attitude. Here, the emo-ness is stillpresent, but very much downplayed, making Bittersweet World her best and only good album to date.
WHAT'S GOOD: You can slap all kinds of labels on Jessica's younger sister. Trashy pop tart. Nose job junkie. Whiny ungrateful millionaire. All these would be spot on. It's the shameless negative attributes that draws people to reading about her latest exploits in the tabloids. Here, instead of trying to pretend she's normal 'just-like-us', she cranks up the trashiness we all know she exudes. And by doing that, this album excels. Timbalnd and Pharell do great work on her. Like plastic surgeons, they alter the outside, but the inside's still the same. The new wavey first single "Outta My Head (Ay Ya Ya)" sees her crank and snap at haters with a pouty lip. It's annoying, but it's catchy. Like the rest of the album, you can hate her but you can't get her out of your head, especially when she cops Gwen so evenly on the reggae-infected "Ragdoll" or the shallow nonsensical "Murder" in which she demands that you get a monkey off her back (?).
WHAT'S NOT SO GOOD: Ashlee never had a voice for proper singing, so when she tries too hard on ballads, you sorta cringe listening to her struggle even through synthesizers and Pro-Tools. Maybe her Gwen-copping addiction led her to try and reinvent Gwen Stefani's sweeping masterpiece of a ballad "Early Winter", through her own "Never Dream Alone", but unsurprisingly, she falters.
GRADE:A-. True, she has an identity crisis, trying to mask the emptyness with different personas. But when that emptyness gets the spotlight (the loping sytnh-embedded "Boys"), her superstar only-money-can-buy producers make sure they fill it with 80s pop vibe goodness. Bittersweet World is really just junk food, but at its best, it's actually really good junk food.
SONG YOU SHOULD LISTEN TO: "Boys", "Outta My Head (Ay Ya Ya)"
ARTIST WEBSITE:http://www.ashleesimpsonmusic.com

there's this song i like:ashlee simpson-little miss obsessive

Hey. Hazim Here...again. Okay...this is most definitely going to put a smackdown on whatever bit of musical taste-related credibility I have left (after admitting I like Hilary Duff's Dignity album), but...well..ummm...see, there's this new song by pop tart Pinocchio that I actually like. Her name's Ashlee Simpson! Haha...yeah...surprise! This song's already been out for a while, but I just got around to listening to it. And I have to say, it's pretty solid catchy pop rock. The material from Ashlee Simpson's latest album sounds good so far. Too bad it's a commercial failure and all. Tom Higgenson is featured on this. His voice is good, but surprisingly Ashlee also sounds good here. ProTools, synthesizers, digital make-up...whatever. If it sounds good, then it's good. I get kinda disheartened whenever a mainstream artist takes a swipe at something more creative and out-of-the-box and it's a fail (cue Hilary Duff's Dignity or Pink's Try This), but when they just jump in the mainstream and ride the currents with connect-the-dot songs, it's a success (Pink's I'm Not Dead).
Anyways, this is good pop. Here's to me waiting for the video. Anything'll be better than the schizophrenic off the wall video for "Outta My Head". Come on guys...give this song some love! It's not so often Ashlee putts out a good song. Or if this is a good omen...a good album. Hey, who knew Mariah would come back or that Dolly Parton would make another album? Hazim. Out.

This Blog O' Mine

Perez Hilton. Not Hazim.

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Hey. Hazim Here. Whoa. I have no idea how much time has passed between now (while I'm typing this) and the last time I logged in to my Blogger acount. But it's been a long while, and a lot has happened. I have no idea who's gonna end up reading this, but yeah, I've been busy.
Ack! I hate being busy. It took time away from going online. People actually used to read this blog...so I guess it's time for me start out slow again, and then build momentum. I used to write mostly about celebrities and music. Kinda had it in me that I wanted to be next Perez Hilton and for my blog to be the new Pink Is The New Blog. And then an apple fell down, hit me on the head, and I saw it. Perez is a pig and tabloids are trash...OK, maybe not all of it. For some reason, I still occasionally peep into US Weekly at the magazine store, but my addiciton and "wannabe-ness" isn't as horribly bloated as before. Withdrawal has been going perfectly.
I'm not going to write to impress anymore. I'll just write what I want.
Fashion. Music. Comics. Travel. And Famous Amos cookies.Yes, I'll be all clean now.
I won't bother with world news and politics. Every time I open the newspaper, it's either Bama leading or Britney falling apart.
Anyways, until the next post (which I do know when) this is it for now. I need to decorate my page a little bit more, me thinks. I don't get web codes at all. I'd have more luck getting pregnant than ever getting a hang of htmls and divs and all that. Hazim. Out.

PS. Did you hear the news about the pregnant whoa-man? Of course you have! Everyone has!