<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444</id><updated>2012-01-13T05:02:55.553-06:00</updated><title type='text'>brainwashed</title><subtitle type='html'>lose your dreams and you will lose your mind, ain't life unkind?</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>79</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-1798230062616462965</id><published>2007-12-10T20:59:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T21:06:18.545-06:00</updated><title type='text'>And So This Is Christmas...</title><content type='html'>I'm quite sure no one ever checks my blog anymore. But that's alright, I'm still allowed to write in it, right?&lt;br /&gt;I am so relieved that it is Christmas time. But sincerely not for the presents. That would be selfish. I just like the spirit everyone has. Sometimes I lack spirit myself, so I need help from others to find it.&lt;br /&gt;My friend Emma and I are having a holiday party. It's supposed to be very sophisticated and cocktail party-ish. I have a really nice outfit to wear. I'm so proud of myself for figuring it out. It's a high waisted red skirt and a white shirt and a golden belt. That probably sounds strange. If you know anything about Mary Kate or Ashley, it resembles something they might be seen wearing. &lt;br /&gt;For Christmas this year I get to go to Las Vegas with my grandma! We're going to see the Beatle's Love. I'm really, really excited. I'm sure it'll be really one of a kind. And maybe it won't be as cold as it is here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've discovered a beautiful author. I haven't read much of his material at all yet, so I'm really anxious to get some of it. I did, however, find this poem today. I think it's quite beautiful. His name is Richard Brautigan by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Second Kingdom"&lt;br /&gt;In the first kingdom&lt;br /&gt;of the stars,&lt;br /&gt;everything is always&lt;br /&gt;half-beautiful. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your fingernails&lt;br /&gt;are angels&lt;br /&gt;sleeping after&lt;br /&gt;a long night&lt;br /&gt;of making love. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sound of&lt;br /&gt;your eyes: snow&lt;br /&gt;coming down&lt;br /&gt;the stairs&lt;br /&gt;of the wind. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your hair&lt;br /&gt;is the color&lt;br /&gt;of God picking&lt;br /&gt;flowers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the second&lt;br /&gt;kingdom of the stars&lt;br /&gt;there is only &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-1798230062616462965?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/1798230062616462965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=1798230062616462965' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/1798230062616462965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/1798230062616462965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2007/12/and-so-this-is-christmas.html' title='And So This Is Christmas...'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-4158464106206023966</id><published>2007-10-11T16:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-10-13T11:07:50.637-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh man, I'm late...</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday John. Happy birthday happy birthday happy birthday.&lt;br /&gt;I watched YouTube videos of John singing and laughing Tuesday night. They made me warm in the heart but also sad.&lt;br /&gt;And of course, happy birthday Sean and John Entwistle as well.&lt;br /&gt;What great men.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-4158464106206023966?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/4158464106206023966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=4158464106206023966' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/4158464106206023966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/4158464106206023966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-man-im-late.html' title='Oh man, I&apos;m late...'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-8985141547785073050</id><published>2007-09-16T11:13:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-16T11:16:36.403-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Artist Of The Moment</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtoNaPOWc4U/Ru1W0kKam6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/5q_ory1MiOU/s1600-h/Dean_Martin.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtoNaPOWc4U/Ru1W0kKam6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/5q_ory1MiOU/s320/Dean_Martin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5110836613195930530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is a little late, as he was "current" fifty years ago, but who cannot love him? I love him.&lt;br /&gt;And today as I do my homework, I am listening to him, and it's making everything alright. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Favourte Dean song?&lt;br /&gt;On An Evening In Roma has been mine for the past few days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-8985141547785073050?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/8985141547785073050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=8985141547785073050' title='329 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/8985141547785073050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/8985141547785073050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2007/09/artist-of-moment.html' title='Artist Of The Moment'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_MtoNaPOWc4U/Ru1W0kKam6I/AAAAAAAAAAc/5q_ory1MiOU/s72-c/Dean_Martin.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>329</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-6646290168942034229</id><published>2007-09-10T21:51:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-11T16:37:35.352-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Take Me In And Dry The Rain</title><content type='html'>Well, hello everyone, you dear dear bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;My band, the Marquee...has taken a turn for the worse.&lt;br /&gt;My drummer phoned me tonight letting me know he thought we should break up. I suggested that getting back together in a few months and seeing if our vibe has changed would be a better idea. He believes the band is too serious now and that we shouldn't have to be like this. I just said it was upsetting but if it was how he felt....then I cannot help that. He was fed up with our guitarist. I, personally, adore him, even if he is a little unorganised/daft sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;I called our guitarist, just to make sure he was alright. Officially we're on a "break" thought, I guess. It is a sad thing. we've been together since the first of canary 2006, almost two years really. But All Things Must Pass.&lt;br /&gt;I can at least start performing at open mic and Battle Of The Bands solo, that will be fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, enough with the sad news....I've been tagged.&lt;br /&gt;I was tagged once before, and if I remember correctly, you are suppose to list eight things about yourself that not everyone might know? Well, that's what I'll TRY to do.....I don't know if I have much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1: I am absolutely obsessed with Solitaire. I've always loved playing it on my iPod, but who doesn't? Now I play it on my Mac, which meant I had to download it, since they don't have what other computers have (the only downside I would say...). And it is nice to play it with real cards every once in awhile. But I literally see the game of Solitaire in my head when I close my eyes to go to sleep now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2: I am becoming increasingly interested in film. I am going to Film Club starting tomorrow at school! I'm very excited. I have this fantasy of a Killer Three. Making one killer film, writing one killer book, and releasing one killer album. Who knows how that'll work out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3: I love Michigan Michigan Michigan Michigan Michigan. Most importantly Fountain Point in Leland. Bliss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&amp;5: These sort of go hand in hand, I suppose. or at least I can make that way. I love knitting scarves and I love Harry Potter (so so much). I decided to start a project where I knit the House colours of Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin! And then depending on my mood I would switch the scarf I was wearing. And then I though, "What about Dumbledore? He's my hero. He's one of my idols, he needs a scarf in his name." I decided to make a silver scarf! Just for him! But I haven't looked for yarn yet, I am a little nervous that I won't find any. I guess white would work (in a very boring way, not much of a tribute, I would say)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6: Alright, I love t.v. shows. I really do. I hadn't watched that much television this summer, but I'm going crazy lately. Seinfeld is number one right now, I'd love writing a show a little like this, maybe a little more obscure. Ninties sitcoms are really prime. But I also love the Office, and most recently Weeds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7: I'm getting very much into fashion. When I was younger I used to be anti-fashion in my own little way. But I really do like looking at pictures and thinking about it. I usually don't pursue it that much though, what a shame. But it's still a fun hobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8: I love getting pedicures. I'm not really diva-ish at all, all I really like is leg/foot massages. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I just learned a lot more about myself, ha. I am almost certain no one will read this entire post. If you do, then you might think I'm insane or strange. I am sorry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like every one around me has already been tagged, and I don't know many people...I must get reacquainted with them. So whoever feels like being tagged, if they haven't yet, can be tagged. Is that fair??&lt;br /&gt;Now it's time to go to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Good night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Kids Are Alright is on loop at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;xxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-6646290168942034229?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/6646290168942034229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=6646290168942034229' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/6646290168942034229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/6646290168942034229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2007/09/take-me-in-and-dry-rain.html' title='Take Me In And Dry The Rain'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-6780781228753400751</id><published>2007-09-09T11:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T11:46:21.999-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Baaaack.</title><content type='html'>I was home from school with mono three days last week, so I have a lot of make up work. A perfect thing to do on a Sunday, late morning. Well, I have my iPod on my speakers, on shuffle....and Won't Get Fooled Again came on. No biggie you might think. But when this song came on, for some strange reason, I felt a sudden urge to blog. Granted it took me the entire song to figure out my password and get everything going again, but at least I'm here.&lt;br /&gt;Is anyone still out there? I have no idea. I mean, Rachel switched to her ITA website, so I'm wondering what everyone else has been doing.&lt;br /&gt;I'll think of a topic soon...maybe reviewing an album, or discussing a strange idea I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire Eliza xxx&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. ZEPPELIN'S TOGETHER&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-6780781228753400751?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/6780781228753400751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=6780781228753400751' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/6780781228753400751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/6780781228753400751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2007/09/im-baaaack.html' title='I&apos;m Baaaack.'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-8332385043510853268</id><published>2007-02-25T11:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T11:35:36.349-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday My George!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtoNaPOWc4U/ReHInCbXgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LzGYsHTPmk8/s1600-h/george-1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtoNaPOWc4U/ReHInCbXgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LzGYsHTPmk8/s320/george-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035526431369036466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is George's birthday. He is a definite inspiration to all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I always say I am going to do things and don't, but I really am starting an IAC profile for The Marquee, and maybe a solo one for me as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting really into Andy Warhol lately! &lt;br /&gt;And hopefully I'm going back to London soon to hang out with some British bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I'm hopeless sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE&lt;br /&gt;- claire eliza -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-8332385043510853268?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/8332385043510853268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=8332385043510853268' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/8332385043510853268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/8332385043510853268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-birthday-my-george.html' title='Happy Birthday My George!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_MtoNaPOWc4U/ReHInCbXgrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/LzGYsHTPmk8/s72-c/george-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-116847613455641383</id><published>2007-01-10T18:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T18:42:21.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Tommy</title><content type='html'>Today, I had a friend over. She's still sort of a new friend. I don't hang out with a lot of people, I'm very picky lately. She isn't even the type of person I am, I don't believe. But she's growing me. You see, I'm so possesive. I think I've said that before. But we watched a little bit of Almost Famous, and then went in my room and I can't believe I was okay with doing this...but I put Tommy on and lit some candles and we just layed there on the floor listening to it. I felt okay too, because I was sharing their music, that's the important part.&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I watched a new documentary I got. It's about Who's Next, part of a Classic Albums collection. I got so inspired to write when I saw Pete there with all of his synths. I am going to work on some things tonight, and maybe post them later = )&lt;br /&gt;Have good nights.&lt;br /&gt;Everything's alright.&lt;br /&gt;- claire eliza -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-116847613455641383?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/116847613455641383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=116847613455641383' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/116847613455641383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/116847613455641383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2007/01/tommy.html' title='Tommy'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-116838942379895748</id><published>2007-01-09T18:34:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T19:09:47.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Been So Long!</title><content type='html'>I'm sorry about such a break, I'm a bad girl.&lt;br /&gt;I miss London so much.&lt;br /&gt;I love it.&lt;br /&gt;I hope I live there.&lt;br /&gt;I also hope everyone had a nice Winter Break. This is my Exams week, we have half days but nonetheless, it's horrid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;New&lt;/i&gt; material I've been listening to lately:&lt;br /&gt;Friendly Fire - Sean Lennon: absolutely amazing. I adore him. &lt;br /&gt;Inside In The Inside Out - The Kooks: sweet sweet Brit Pop.&lt;br /&gt;Razorlight- Razorlight: My love for Johnny Borrell is still going strong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey everyone, they aren't our best recordings but please please please check out my band's myspace:&lt;br /&gt;www.myspace.com/marquee1&lt;br /&gt;I would enjoy feedback!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who. Chicago. March.&lt;br /&gt;I'm speechless, might I get to see them again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have great weeks, LONG LIVE ROCK.&lt;br /&gt;love love love&lt;br /&gt;-claire eliza-&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-116838942379895748?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/116838942379895748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=116838942379895748' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/116838942379895748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/116838942379895748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-so-long.html' title='It&apos;s Been So Long!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-116043667832652158</id><published>2006-10-09T18:24:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-10-09T18:31:18.356-05:00</updated><title type='text'>John, John and Sean</title><content type='html'>John Lennon - My favourite musican and person to ever live. An amazing man that I look up to in every way.&lt;br /&gt;John Entwistle - A tough guy, but a deep down gentle one too. A mind blowing bass player and very funny man.&lt;br /&gt;Sean Lennon - His new album, "Friendly Fire", was just realesed and got fantastic reviews! I can't wait to get it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These guys are great aren't they?&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday lovely people.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-116043667832652158?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/116043667832652158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=116043667832652158' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/116043667832652158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/116043667832652158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/10/john-john-and-sean.html' title='John, John and Sean'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-115930366735693979</id><published>2006-09-26T15:22:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T15:47:47.400-05:00</updated><title type='text'>THE TWO</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2006/09/15/arts/who.600.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://graphics8.nytimes.com/images/2006/09/15/arts/who.600.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think that's a clever name since they aren't really The Who anymore. It's Pete and Rog doing Who material. (along with Zak, Rabbit, Simon, and Pino)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the second best concert I've ever been to (Paul's 2002 tour is first).&lt;br /&gt;But the energy was just everywhere. I felt so great and free the whole time. When they started out with "Can't Explain" that was it for me. I was mesmerized. &lt;br /&gt;After "You Better You Bet" Roger had to leave the stage because of breathing problems. My dad and I were both really worried. Pete performed "My Generation" and "Cry If You Want" on his own. We were talking about how this was probably one of the only times he's ever performed "My Generation" without Roger.&lt;br /&gt;Roger came back on stage (saying "Shit happens") and performed really well the rest of the night.&lt;br /&gt;The anticipation of the "Won't Get Fooled Again Scream" was almost too much to bare - but he did it PERFECTLY. I was so happy.&lt;br /&gt;Also, closer to the end of the show Pete did the bird - and this really got to me. IT'S PETE TOWNSHEND.&lt;br /&gt;The Who are such a big musical force. I love them so much and I'm so glad I got to see them. (thank you Dad!)&lt;br /&gt;Before the show dad and I both got shirts so I can remember this day for the rest of my life. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LONG &lt;br /&gt;LIVE &lt;br /&gt;ROCK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-115930366735693979?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/115930366735693979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=115930366735693979' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115930366735693979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115930366735693979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/09/two_115930366735693979.html' title='THE TWO'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-115637443975168582</id><published>2006-08-23T18:02:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T18:26:42.723-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Keith Moon</title><content type='html'>Today is Keith's birthday. He is turning sixty.&lt;br /&gt;Yes I said &lt;i&gt;is&lt;/i&gt;, not &lt;i&gt;would have&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole week I've been telling people Moonie's birthday was coming up, and that he was turning sixty. But the people always corrected me: "Well, he WOULD have turned sixty" or even "Ha, that guy's dead as a doornail". &lt;br /&gt;I don't understand.&lt;br /&gt;Keith is still living. He's definitely still living. Pete and Roger say they feel his spirit every time they perform. Every time you pop in a Who album, Keith is living. When you watch "The Kids Are Alright" don't you feel like you are there reliving moments with him? I believe that when a person is deceased phisically, it does not take away from their message, their accomplishments, or the memories and stories. If anything, it makes them even more lively.&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Keith. We love you. = )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a great end of August. I'll update again soon. I like the whole birthday posting....Buddy Holly's is coming up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire Eliza.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-115637443975168582?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/115637443975168582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=115637443975168582' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115637443975168582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115637443975168582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/08/keith-moon.html' title='Keith Moon'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-115230464987806199</id><published>2006-07-07T15:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T15:37:40.890-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Ringo</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://starling.rinet.ru/music/sleeves/zap_ringo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://starling.rinet.ru/music/sleeves/zap_ringo.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're 66, You're Beautiful, And You're Mine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-115230464987806199?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/115230464987806199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=115230464987806199' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115230464987806199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115230464987806199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/07/happy-birthday-ringo.html' title='Happy Birthday Ringo'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-115093946737524038</id><published>2006-06-21T20:21:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-21T20:28:52.936-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello Lovely People!</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone!&lt;br /&gt;I'm having a nice week. My friend Ellen and I are doing our camp for kids called "The Good Day Sunshine Camp". All the money goes towards the charity "Adopt-A-Minefield".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My band just got MySpace! We are www.myspace.com/marquee1, so add us as a friend if I haven't found you already!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone is having a great time. I accidentally broke the camera last night I think. =(&lt;br /&gt;That's the only bad news at the moment though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peter, we love you. You deserve the best treatment and you are the smartest man I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Claire Eliza&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-115093946737524038?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/115093946737524038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=115093946737524038' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115093946737524038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115093946737524038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/06/hello-lovely-people.html' title='Hello Lovely People!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-115007513368835087</id><published>2006-06-11T20:03:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T09:10:27.753-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Billy, Jerry Lee and Hi-fi</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.beatles.com/hub/gfx/articles/letItBe/Billy%20Preston%20on%20keyboards.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://www.beatles.com/hub/gfx/articles/letItBe/Billy%20Preston%20on%20keyboards.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rest in peace Billy Preston. You were a warm hearted, talented person and I enjoy your music, voice, and personality a great deal. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I saw Jerry Lee Lewis on Friday night. It was really one of the best concerts I've ever been to in my life. He was so funny and what an amazing piano player. Just...the best of the best. And he's 70! It made me feel very nice. And I was so happy I got to see him. I mean this guy played with Johnny Cash and Elvis! Geez, how much better can you get?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new favourite book ever to be written: High Fidelity by Nick Hornby. Read it now if you haven't already. No joke.&lt;br /&gt;I know you've probably seen the movie? John Cusack, Jack Black, etc. It's a great movie as well but the book really hits you in the heart..if that makes since. The main character, Rob Fleming (or Rob Gordon, as that's his name in the movie), is one interesting person that I can't wait to meet in my life someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it just me or is Peter's voice as beautiful and mesmorizing as anything in the world could ever be when he sing's "My Baby Gives it Away"? It's probably the best peice of music to be recorded ever at the moment in my life. I can't get enough of the sound that that man's vocal chords can produce. (Cheers to Ronnie too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry this is short (actually now it isn't since I keep adding things), and I cannot believe I haven't posted pictures. It's true, I'm as lazy as they get.&lt;br /&gt;I'll get better I promise. Maybe? Yes I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love love love love love&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-115007513368835087?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/115007513368835087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=115007513368835087' title='14 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115007513368835087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/115007513368835087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/06/billy-jerry-lee-and-hi-fi.html' title='Billy, Jerry Lee and Hi-fi'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>14</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114782678904630190</id><published>2006-05-16T19:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T19:47:12.226-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday!</title><content type='html'>My birthday was yesterday. It was very nice. I won Battle Of The Bands as well!&lt;br /&gt;By the way, if you would like to hear some of our music you can go to www.purevolume.com/themarquee and you should be able to hear some songs. They aren't the best versions but they still give people an idea of our style. = )&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has had a good year so far. Mine has had many ups to it. I'm very thankful for all I have done. &lt;br /&gt;I am hoping to get those pictures up soon, I just always forget!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have some amazing CDs a friend's friend burned me. They are all bootlegged concerts. A Zeppelin one from '75 in St. Louis is one of my favourites. They are all very special though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, better get going.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114782678904630190?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114782678904630190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114782678904630190' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114782678904630190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114782678904630190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/05/birthday.html' title='Birthday!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114679356598285573</id><published>2006-05-04T20:43:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-05-04T20:48:45.013-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Suite: Judy Blue Eyes</title><content type='html'>It's getting to the point where I am no fun anymore, I am&lt;br /&gt;sorry.&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it hurts so badly I must cry out loud, 'I am&lt;br /&gt;lonely.'&lt;br /&gt;I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are, you make it&lt;br /&gt;hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remember what we've said, and done and felt about each other, oh&lt;br /&gt;babe, have mercy.&lt;br /&gt;Don't let the past, remind us of what we are not now, I am not&lt;br /&gt;dreaming.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are, you make it&lt;br /&gt;hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tearing yourself away from me now, you are free and I am&lt;br /&gt;crying.&lt;br /&gt;This does not mean I don't love you, I do, that's forever, yes,&lt;br /&gt;and for always.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are, you make it&lt;br /&gt;hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something inside is telling me that I've got your secret. Are&lt;br /&gt;you still listening?&lt;br /&gt;Fear is the lock and laughter the key to your heart and I love&lt;br /&gt;you.&lt;br /&gt;I am yours, you are mine, you are what you are&lt;br /&gt;And you make it hard, and you make it hard, and you make it&lt;br /&gt;hard, and you make it hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday evening, Sunday in the afternoon, what have you got to&lt;br /&gt;lose?&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday morning, please be gone, I'm tired of you what have you&lt;br /&gt;got to lose?&lt;br /&gt;Can I tell it like it is, listen to me baby-&lt;br /&gt;It's my heart that's a suffering, it a-dying and that's what I&lt;br /&gt;have to lose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got an answer. I'm going to fly away, what have I got to&lt;br /&gt;lose?&lt;br /&gt;Will you come see me Thursdays and Saturdays? What have you got&lt;br /&gt;to lose?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chestnut brown canary, ruby throated sparrow,&lt;br /&gt;Sing a song, don't be long, thrill me to the marrow.&lt;br /&gt;Voices of the angels, ring around the moonlight,&lt;br /&gt;Asking me, said, she so free, how can you catch the sparrow?&lt;br /&gt;Lacy, lilting lyrics, losing love lamenting. Change by life,&lt;br /&gt;make it right, be my lady.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Lyrics by Stephen Stills. Perfromed by Crosby, Stills &amp; Nash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is love right there&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114679356598285573?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114679356598285573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114679356598285573' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114679356598285573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114679356598285573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/05/suite-judy-blue-eyes.html' title='Suite: Judy Blue Eyes'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114591402046059169</id><published>2006-04-24T16:12:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-24T16:27:00.490-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Like A Rolling Stone</title><content type='html'>Seeing Bobby was (obviously) extremely groovy. He played keyboards and harmonica the whole time. No guitar because of his arthritis. We were in the second to front row in the balcony and literally the last two seats on the far right. These ended up being some of the best seats in the house. Bob and his keyboard were set up on the far left of the stage (if facing it) and towards the back so he was facing us. Most of the songs I didn't know I have to admit. I was surprised I didn't. The ones I did know sounded very different than the recorded versions which I'm sure you have all heard that he does. His encores were "Like A Rolling Stone" and "All Along The Watchtower". The other two he did that I knew were "Girl From The North Country" (okay so I know Pete's version better...) and "Positively Fourth Street" (which I didn't know he played until I checked the play list later since it didn't sound the same!) - I recognized some others, too. That's all...nothing from Blonde On Blonde or anything besides "Girl From The North Country" from Freewheelin' Bob (my favourites). But it made sense that he didn't want to do a lot of well-known songs. He played around 13 songs and was on for an hour and a half. I got a really cool black shirt with him playing his harmonica in silver outlining. &lt;br /&gt;I am so glad I got to see him! Thank you for taking me dad! (it was a birthday present for both of us. His is April 26 and mine is May 15)&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my band jammed, and we recorded two really good songs. I think I'm going to post one of them because I'm really proud of it. They're both originals!&lt;br /&gt;I'm also going to get more pictures up this week I hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mail I got some amazing Stones pictures from my Pen Pal Charlotte in Germany. They are just so gorgeous and colourful that I might have to post a couple of them too. Thank you so much Charley if you or your father reads this! I LOVE them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also got a letter from a friend in Liverpool that was an extremely pleasant surprise with some great pictures in it as well!&lt;br /&gt;Good weekend I had, and good week I will have. I have a band concert Wednesday night. I have become obsessed with band. I play tenor sax in regular and jazz band. We had our last jazz rehearsal today before we perform at the concert. If I buy the CD recording of the concert (which hopefully I will) I'll have to post the jazz songs, so you can hear the solos I worked hard on! :)&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone had a great Earth Day, and great weekend!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114591402046059169?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114591402046059169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114591402046059169' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114591402046059169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114591402046059169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/04/like-rolling-stone.html' title='Like A Rolling Stone'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114549135584725791</id><published>2006-04-19T18:57:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-19T19:04:06.600-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bobby Dylan</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.posterservice.com/bigpics/3641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.posterservice.com/bigpics/3641.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing Bobby tomorrow. Oh, I am SO excited. I was afraid I would never get to see him, and he's going to be in St. Louis TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;This girl at my school is going. I really don't think she has any passion for the music and she doesn't really know who he really is. It kind of hurts that someone can act so casual about a concert when he is one of the most important people I have ever listened to and I've been waiting so long to see him live. I am also too judgemental and possesive. Something I'm working on...&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114549135584725791?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114549135584725791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114549135584725791' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114549135584725791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114549135584725791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/04/bobby-dylan.html' title='Bobby Dylan'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114523573583460176</id><published>2006-04-16T20:00:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-16T20:02:15.853-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Profile Picture</title><content type='html'>Thanks for all the great comments guys! I love you, I really do. I'll get Part II up hopefully this weekend. It won't be as exciting though, obviously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So do I look more mature and intelligent...or do I look like a freak in my new picture? I got soooo tired of my smile in the other one. Ha.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114523573583460176?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114523573583460176/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114523573583460176' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114523573583460176'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114523573583460176'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/04/profile-picture.html' title='Profile Picture'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114460206017348415</id><published>2006-04-09T11:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-09T12:07:36.856-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures Part I</title><content type='html'>Here are some pictures from that night I will never forget on In The Attic:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/100_0472.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/100_0472.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aley and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/100_0473.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/100_0473.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tracie, Hannah, and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/100_0475.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/100_0475.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Simon and Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/100_0479.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/100_0479.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad, Rachel, Me, and Pete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/100_0484.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/100_0484.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dad, me, and Mikey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/100_0477.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/100_0477.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rachel and me!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/100_0480.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/100_0480.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pete Townshend and me (!!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114460206017348415?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114460206017348415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114460206017348415' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114460206017348415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114460206017348415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/04/pictures-part-i.html' title='Pictures Part I'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114410875836999620</id><published>2006-04-03T18:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T18:59:18.390-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I Am Home</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I was in London yesterday and now I'm in St. Louis.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, talk about a change in setting! &lt;br /&gt;I have to admit I like sleeping in my own bed, and I loved seeing all my friends today at school.&lt;br /&gt;But I really miss Notting Hill! I really wish I could hang out with all the bloggers who live in Britain, get to know them. Hopefully I'll meet everybody someday! We could have a music festival! That'd be really cool.&lt;br /&gt;So that was the biggest fantasy of a week I'll ever have.&lt;br /&gt;I will post pictures really soon.&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone had a great Monday. I learned &lt;i&gt;Julia&lt;/i&gt; today (from the White Album) at guitar lessons. Great finger picking there. Hopefully I'll learn some more slide soon too! I'm also going to change my blog picture tonight I believe.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I'm blogging off from St. Louis now!&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114410875836999620?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114410875836999620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114410875836999620' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114410875836999620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114410875836999620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/04/i-am-home.html' title='I Am Home'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114380248077521766</id><published>2006-03-31T04:44:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-31T05:08:07.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Razorlight</title><content type='html'>Hey everyone! Wow, I do feel a tiny bit famous now! Nice feeling it is.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the fantastic comments. It was so amazing being on ITA, and I hope all the bloggers know how much they are loved by Rachel. She's such a great girl.&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I did have a little wine before I went on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night my father and I went to the Royal Albert Hall to see Razorlight. It is a beautiful place. We are now kicking ourselves for not having the camera! &lt;br /&gt;Two opening bands: Boy Kill Boy and Dogs. They were really cool. &lt;br /&gt;On the ticket it said "Razorlight, with very special guest." I was really excited. We thought maybe it was Clapton! &lt;br /&gt;Then Roger came out before they come on! I was so happy - it was a real surprise!&lt;br /&gt; I was on Cloud Nine! He came out and talked, along with a boy who has suffered cancer but has recovered now I believe. It's so great that Rog contributes to the Teenage Cancer Trust Fund and organized these concerts. &lt;br /&gt;So then Razorlight came out. I didn't know their music well, but the lead singer is really groovy. He came out into the audience and started singing. I thought he was really cool about everything. People were screaming and yelling his name and singing along and he never really even smiled. He acted like it was all normal and I just thought that was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Then the encore happened. And wow, guess what? Roger Daltrey performed "Summertime Blues". Oh god, pinch me! Two Who members in two nights! Too much for me to handle. But somehow I did because I'm here today. &lt;br /&gt;He even twirled his microphone. My dad and I were going crazy. I felt bad because I wasn't really feeling the concert too much (kinda tired and had to use the loo but the line was way too long at the beginning of the concert), then he came out and I was screaming my head off, and clapping and jumping and even the occasional "I LOVE YOU ROGER!!".&lt;br /&gt;Dreams really do come true, I have found out this week more than one time.&lt;br /&gt;I do believe that Music Is The Answer, and I know you guys do too.&lt;br /&gt;So let's here it for every rocker we've ever fallen in love with or felt connected to. Every song we've listened to nine times in a row.&lt;br /&gt;What a great feeling.&lt;br /&gt;We're all in it together, you know?&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114380248077521766?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114380248077521766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114380248077521766' title='19 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114380248077521766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114380248077521766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/03/razorlight.html' title='Razorlight'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>19</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114367203779932917</id><published>2006-03-29T16:33:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-04-08T21:16:12.656-05:00</updated><title type='text'>In The Attic</title><content type='html'>Well, that was the most amazing day of my life. Really, no kidding.&lt;br /&gt;I loved being on In The Attic. Mikey and Rachel were soooo great. It made me feel at home, you know?&lt;br /&gt;And Tracie is amazing! We had some great times. &lt;br /&gt;Simon was so cute! And Aley was very fab and fun to talk to.&lt;br /&gt;Hannah Townshend's very nice also, we need to go shopping in the States. &lt;br /&gt;And of course meeting Pete Townshend was very gear. I'm watching him play right now on the loop. It's so wonderful hearing them all sing together. Such special people!&lt;br /&gt;What an honor to meet everybody. Didn't they all sound great? &lt;br /&gt;They are so amazing to do this for my father and me.&lt;br /&gt;Thank you everyone for supporting me. I'll send a CD in for Rachel or Tracie, and I'll post some stuff here, too. When I get back to St. Louis I'll get the pictures up!&lt;br /&gt;Perfect day.&lt;br /&gt;Long live rock&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Thanks for the compliments on my tights!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114367203779932917?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114367203779932917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114367203779932917' title='27 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114367203779932917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114367203779932917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/03/in-attic.html' title='In The Attic'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>27</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114340540452446734</id><published>2006-03-26T14:36:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-26T14:36:44.526-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Forever's No Time At All</title><content type='html'>Rachel invited me to be on ITA. &lt;br /&gt;I was dreaming about that happening! Never thought it would.  I don't know what to do! Am in a state of shock. Hopefully she meant this Wednesday. If next, then I will just have to quit school!&lt;br /&gt;So you guys really wouldn't mind hearing me play a song or something in the same room as Rachel and maybe even...Pete? &lt;br /&gt;Thank you for cheering me on and letting me know you wouldn't mind. I am still in shock right now. Rachel, you are an angel. Of course you are, I already new it. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;Last song I will post...I fell in love with this song so badly. Come off of my favourite Pete solo album entitled "Who Came First". Billie Nicholls sings it, amazing. Michael McInnenny's wife wrote it. Pete plays lead.&lt;br /&gt;Perfect day to post it because today seems to be the best one I've ever had.&lt;br /&gt;I love all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Forever's No Time At All&lt;br /&gt;Billie Nicholls/Mclumemy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And nothing sure is forever&lt;br /&gt;When forever's no time at all&lt;br /&gt;As I lie amongst the heather bed&lt;br /&gt;High above the ocean's roar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seem to hear my name being called&lt;br /&gt;Yet who am I waiting for&lt;br /&gt;And I love the lover who loves with&lt;br /&gt;All the love he has and more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that the summer's ending&lt;br /&gt;And your baby cries out to sea&lt;br /&gt;I do feel that I am drowning&lt;br /&gt;In the love that you're sending me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now that the summer's ending&lt;br /&gt;And your baby cries out to sea&lt;br /&gt;I do feel that I am drowning&lt;br /&gt;In the love that you're sending me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114340540452446734?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114340540452446734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114340540452446734' title='17 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114340540452446734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114340540452446734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/03/forevers-no-time-at-all_114340540452446734.html' title='Forever&apos;s No Time At All'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>17</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114308353295374916</id><published>2006-03-22T21:09:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-22T21:12:12.976-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Day And All Of The Night</title><content type='html'>I'm leaving for England tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I am so lucky. I'm nervous but so excited. British boys! Haha. I'm going to Liverpool too. &lt;br /&gt;95% of this trip is about music sites and so on, which means it will be a real gas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is obviously one of the best songs to ever be made.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All Day And All Of The Night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m not content to be with you in the daytime&lt;br /&gt;Girl I want to be with you all of the time&lt;br /&gt;The only time I feel alright is by your side&lt;br /&gt;Girl I want to be with you all of the time&lt;br /&gt;All day and all of the night&lt;br /&gt;All day and all of the night&lt;br /&gt;All day and all of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that you and me last forever&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, all day and nighttime yours, leave me never&lt;br /&gt;The only time I feel alright is by your side&lt;br /&gt;Girl I want to be with you all of the time&lt;br /&gt;All day and all of the night&lt;br /&gt;All day and all of the night&lt;br /&gt;Oh, come on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I believe that you and me last forever&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, all day and nighttime yours, leave me never&lt;br /&gt;The only time I feel alright is by your side&lt;br /&gt;Girl I want to be with you all of the time&lt;br /&gt;All day and all of the night&lt;br /&gt;All day and all of the night time&lt;br /&gt;All day and all of the night&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114308353295374916?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114308353295374916/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114308353295374916' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114308353295374916'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114308353295374916'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/03/all-day-and-all-of-night.html' title='All Day And All Of The Night'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114237557798564734</id><published>2006-03-14T16:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-17T15:31:13.293-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Predictable</title><content type='html'>Psychoderelict Music Only is one of my favourite Pete albums of all time. So amazing.&lt;br /&gt;This song really got to me. I listen to it &lt;i&gt;constantly&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Predictable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is so predictable&lt;br /&gt;I can rely on you to blow my brain&lt;br /&gt;You always know which trick to pull&lt;br /&gt;I can predict you'll drive me wild-insane&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is so predictable&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes it is x4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your body's so delectable&lt;br /&gt;I know for sure I'm gonna be amazed&lt;br /&gt;You get me so erectable&lt;br /&gt;I can predict you're gonna leave me raised&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is so predictable&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes it is x4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is always so theatrical&lt;br /&gt;My performance should make you rave&lt;br /&gt;Or I will have to hear the cat-you-call&lt;br /&gt;I know how bad you misbehave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is so predictable&lt;br /&gt;It's just like climbing in a laser plane&lt;br /&gt;You always know which trick to pull&lt;br /&gt;Just as I'm driving deep down again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is always so theatrical&lt;br /&gt;My performance better make you rave&lt;br /&gt;Or I will have to hear the cat-you-call&lt;br /&gt;I know how bad you can misbehave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most lovers' lovin' is heart-a-beatin' it&lt;br /&gt;Depends on a tension to keep intact&lt;br /&gt;This lover's lovin' is hard to beat it&lt;br /&gt;Will a'lend pretentious to the matter of fact&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is so predictable&lt;br /&gt;You take this Taurus boy by the horn&lt;br /&gt;But you know how to tick the bull&lt;br /&gt;I can predict you're gonna have me torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your love is always so theatrical&lt;br /&gt;My performance better make you rave&lt;br /&gt;Or I will have to hear the cat-you-call&lt;br /&gt;I know how bad you misbehave&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You love is so&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114237557798564734?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114237557798564734/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114237557798564734' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114237557798564734'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114237557798564734'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/03/predictable.html' title='Predictable'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114177634863102026</id><published>2006-03-07T18:02:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-07T18:06:23.620-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go</title><content type='html'>First of all, may Dana Reeve rest in peace, she is in my thoughts today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song I originally heard by Madeleine Peyroux. I absolutely loved the arrangement. Then I found out it was written by the one and only Mr. Bobby Dylan. That was an amazing feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen love go by my door&lt;br /&gt;It's never been this close before&lt;br /&gt;Never been so easy or so slow.&lt;br /&gt;Been shooting in the dark too long&lt;br /&gt;When somethin's not right it's wrong&lt;br /&gt;Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dragon clouds so high above&lt;br /&gt;I've only known careless love,&lt;br /&gt;It's always hit me from below.&lt;br /&gt;This time around it's more correct&lt;br /&gt;Right on target, so direct,&lt;br /&gt;Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Purple clover, Queen Anne lace,&lt;br /&gt;Crimson hair across your face,&lt;br /&gt;You could make me cry if you don't know.&lt;br /&gt;Can't remember what I was thinkin' of&lt;br /&gt;You might be spoilin' me too much, love,&lt;br /&gt;Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Flowers on the hillside, bloomin' crazy,&lt;br /&gt;Crickets talkin' back and forth in rhyme,&lt;br /&gt;Blue river runnin' slow and lazy,&lt;br /&gt;I could stay with you forever&lt;br /&gt;And never realize the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Situations have ended sad,&lt;br /&gt;Relationships have all been bad.&lt;br /&gt;Mine've been like Verlaine's and Rimbaud.&lt;br /&gt;But there's no way I can compare&lt;br /&gt;All those scenes to this affair,&lt;br /&gt;Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm doin',&lt;br /&gt;Stayin' far behind without you.&lt;br /&gt;Yer gonna make me wonder what I'm sayin',&lt;br /&gt;Yer gonna make me give myself a good talkin' to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll look for you in old Honolulu,&lt;br /&gt;San Francisco, Ashtabula,&lt;br /&gt;Yer gonna have to leave me now, I know.&lt;br /&gt;But I'll see you in the sky above,&lt;br /&gt;In the tall grass, in the ones I love,&lt;br /&gt;Yer gonna make me lonesome when you go.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114177634863102026?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114177634863102026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114177634863102026' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114177634863102026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114177634863102026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/03/youre-gonna-make-me-lonesome-when-you.html' title='You&apos;re Gonna Make Me Lonesome When You Go'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114134152047675801</id><published>2006-03-02T17:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-03-03T15:32:05.956-06:00</updated><title type='text'>A Quick One, While He's Away</title><content type='html'>Happy day late birthday Roger! What an amazing person you are!&lt;br /&gt;This song is SO wonderful. The guitar work, Roger's vocals, &lt;i&gt;Pete's&lt;/i&gt; vocals, bass riffs, and Keith's work on it. It's really what got me into the Who. I heard it first on Rock 'n Roll Circus and then The Kids Are Alright (same version). Then I bought a live version and got the studio version when I bought the album. I also have a live version from the DVD "The Who - 30 Years of Maximum R&amp;B". It's so mesmerizing to watch live. Wow.&lt;br /&gt;I listened to it almost everyday over the summer, but when school started I didn't listen to it as often which made it even more special when I did listen to it.&lt;br /&gt;20 days until my trip to England! Ahhhh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Quick One, While He's Away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I. Her Man's Been Gone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her man's been gone&lt;br /&gt;For nearly a year&lt;br /&gt;He was due home yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But he ain't here&lt;br /&gt;Her man's been gone&lt;br /&gt;For nigh on a year&lt;br /&gt;He was due home yesterday&lt;br /&gt;But he ain't here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;II. Crying Town&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down your street your crying is a well-known sound&lt;br /&gt;Your street is very well known, right here in town&lt;br /&gt;Your town is very famous for the little girl&lt;br /&gt;Whose cries can be heard all around the world&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;III. We Have A Remedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la x2&lt;br /&gt;We have a remedy&lt;br /&gt;You'll appreciate&lt;br /&gt;No need to be so sad&lt;br /&gt;He's only late&lt;br /&gt;We'll bring you flowers and things&lt;br /&gt;Help pass your time&lt;br /&gt;We'll give him eagle's wings&lt;br /&gt;Then he can fly to you&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la x4&lt;br /&gt;We have a remedy&lt;br /&gt;Fa la la la la la la x4&lt;br /&gt;(spoken)&lt;br /&gt;We have a remedy.&lt;br /&gt;We have!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Little girl guide, why don't you stop your crying?&lt;br /&gt;Here comes Ivor the engine driver to make you feel much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IV. Ivor The Engine Driver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My name is Ivor&lt;br /&gt;I'm an engine driver&lt;br /&gt;I know him well&lt;br /&gt;I know why you feel blue&lt;br /&gt;Just 'cause he's late&lt;br /&gt;Don't mean he'll never get through&lt;br /&gt;He told me he loves you&lt;br /&gt;He ain't no liar, I ain't either&lt;br /&gt;So let's have a smile for an old engine driver&lt;br /&gt;So let's have a smile for an old engine driver&lt;br /&gt;Please take a sweet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Come take a walk with me&lt;br /&gt;We'll sort it out&lt;br /&gt;Back at my place, maybe&lt;br /&gt;It'll come right&lt;br /&gt;You ain't no fool, I ain't either&lt;br /&gt;So why not be nice to an old engine driver?&lt;br /&gt;Better be nice to an old engine driver&lt;br /&gt;Better be nice to an old engine driver&lt;/i&gt; &lt; Studio Version &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;V. Soon Be Home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon be home&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon be home&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon, soon, soon be home x2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come on, old horse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon be home&lt;br /&gt;Soon be home&lt;br /&gt;Soon&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon, soon, soon be home&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon, soon, soon be home&lt;br /&gt;We'll soon be home&lt;br /&gt;Soon be home ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VI. You Are Forgiven&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang, dang&lt;br /&gt;Cello, cello, cello, cello, cello, cello x4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe it&lt;br /&gt;Do my eyes deceive me?&lt;br /&gt;Am I back in your arms?&lt;br /&gt;Away from all harm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like a dream to be with you again&lt;br /&gt;Can't believe that I'm with you again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I missed you and I must admit&lt;br /&gt;I kissed a few and once did sit&lt;br /&gt;On Ivor the Engine Driver's lap&lt;br /&gt;And later with him, had a nap&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are forgiven, you are forgiven, you are forgiven ... (ad lib)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are all forgiven&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114134152047675801?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114134152047675801/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114134152047675801' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114134152047675801'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114134152047675801'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/03/quick-one-while-hes-away.html' title='A Quick One, While He&apos;s Away'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114100057103503962</id><published>2006-02-26T18:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-26T18:36:11.060-06:00</updated><title type='text'>You Won't See Me</title><content type='html'>Happy day late birthday for Georgie! Wow, what an amazing Beatle he was, eh?&lt;br /&gt;This is in my top ten favourite Beatles songs of all time. I remember the first couple times I listened to Rubber Soul in it's entirety. Just a great set of 14 songs.&lt;br /&gt;I performed at a restaurant today with my band. It went really well. We played a Zeppelin medley, an original song (I'll post it soon when we get it recorded), and Jimi's version of "All Along The Watchtower".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You Won't See Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I call you up&lt;br /&gt;Your line's engaged&lt;br /&gt;I have had enough&lt;br /&gt;So act your age&lt;br /&gt;We have lost the time&lt;br /&gt;That was so hard to find&lt;br /&gt;And I will lose my mind&lt;br /&gt;If you won't see me&lt;br /&gt;You won't see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why &lt;br /&gt;You should want to hide&lt;br /&gt;But I can't get through&lt;br /&gt;My hands are tied&lt;br /&gt;I won't want to stay&lt;br /&gt;I don't have much to say&lt;br /&gt;But I can't turn away&lt;br /&gt;And you won't see me&lt;br /&gt;You won't see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to even listen&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind&lt;br /&gt;If I knew what I was missing&lt;br /&gt;Though the days are few&lt;br /&gt;They're filled with tears&lt;br /&gt;And since I lost you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like years&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it seems so long&lt;br /&gt;Girl, since you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't go on&lt;br /&gt;If you won't see me&lt;br /&gt;You won't see me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time after time&lt;br /&gt;You refuse to even listen&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn't mind&lt;br /&gt;If I knew what I was missing&lt;br /&gt;Though the days are few&lt;br /&gt;They're filled with tears&lt;br /&gt;And since I lost you&lt;br /&gt;It feels like years&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it seems so long&lt;br /&gt;Girl, since you've been gone&lt;br /&gt;And I just can't go on&lt;br /&gt;If you won't see me&lt;br /&gt;You won't see me&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114100057103503962?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114100057103503962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114100057103503962' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114100057103503962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114100057103503962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/02/you-wont-see-me.html' title='You Won&apos;t See Me'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114065056178264998</id><published>2006-02-22T17:22:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-23T16:57:43.120-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Cindy Incidentally</title><content type='html'>I recently fell in love with the Faces. What an amazing line up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cindy Incidentally&lt;br /&gt;The Faces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Cindy ain’t you noticed&lt;br /&gt;That several of your friends have moved on&lt;br /&gt;And the street outside is just a little too quiet&lt;br /&gt;And your local papers run out of news&lt;br /&gt;I’m not persuading you or disengaging you&lt;br /&gt;But cindy you and me we gotta move&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you refuse, no time to lose&lt;br /&gt;We’ll hit the high road early this morning&lt;br /&gt;So don’t be late, don’t hesitate&lt;br /&gt;This dream can pass just as fast as lighting&lt;br /&gt;Cindy, incidentally, baby I ain’t putting you on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you refuse, with nothing to lose&lt;br /&gt;We’ll hit the high road early this morning&lt;br /&gt;So don’t be late, don’t hesitate&lt;br /&gt;This dream can pass just as fast as lighting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Cindy don’t you worry&lt;br /&gt;’cause between us we can make it through&lt;br /&gt;There ain’t nothing, no no nothing&lt;br /&gt;In the world I can do without you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Cindy get your coat on&lt;br /&gt;Leave the rent with the gent up in the penthouse&lt;br /&gt;Turn your music so loud let’s attract a big crowd&lt;br /&gt;We’ll drink a round to this town and bid goodbye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114065056178264998?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114065056178264998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114065056178264998' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114065056178264998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114065056178264998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/02/cindy-incidentally.html' title='Cindy Incidentally'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-114018800505203821</id><published>2006-02-17T08:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-17T10:05:42.700-06:00</updated><title type='text'>The Only Living  Boy In New York</title><content type='html'>Well, today I'm at home sick. I've had a random occuring cough/headache/fever for the last two days. I don't get sick often so it's a weird feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For Valentine's Day my parents got me "Rust Never Sleeps". I'm going to watch that today - I cannot wait. And read some of &lt;u&gt;Shakey&lt;/u&gt; and maybe watch The Graduate, which I'm now very much in the mood for. But maybe I'll just go back to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;Also, I've decided to only consume tea today to clear out my system. (I'm kinda a dork, eh?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Earlier I had already decided what song I was going to do today, but then I completely changed my mind. I listened to this Simon &amp; Garfunkel song and realized I would be a fool not to post it today because it's the song I've been listening to the most lately. I'll post that other song later when I feel it the right time, I guess it wasn't the right time for it today.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this song is on the "Garden State" soundtrack (but the song was realesed on "Bridge Over Troubled Water"), which is a very nice soundtrack. I usually don't like soundtracks that much either. There is another song on that CD I'll probably be posting.&lt;br /&gt;Simon &amp; Garfunkel are a dream to me. Just the music I look for to feel good and content. And this song is perfect for listening to when you want to get away from the fake world to find the real one in your head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Only Living Boy In New York&lt;br /&gt;Simon &amp; Garfunkel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom, get your plane right on time.&lt;br /&gt;I know your part’ll go fine.&lt;br /&gt;Fly down to Mexico.&lt;br /&gt;Da-n-da-da-n-da-n-da-da and here I am,&lt;br /&gt;The only living boy in New York.&lt;br /&gt;I get the news I need on the weather report.&lt;br /&gt;I can gather all the news I need on the weather report.&lt;br /&gt;Hey, I’ve got nothing to do today but smile.&lt;br /&gt;Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da here I am&lt;br /&gt;The only living boy in New York&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half of the time we’re gone but we don’t know where,&lt;br /&gt;And we don’t know here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tom, get your plane right on time.&lt;br /&gt;I know you’ve been eager to fly now.&lt;br /&gt;Hey let your honesty shine, shine, shine&lt;br /&gt;Da-n-da-da-n-da-da-n-da-da&lt;br /&gt;Like it shines on me&lt;br /&gt;The only living boy in New York,&lt;br /&gt;The only living boy in New York&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-114018800505203821?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/114018800505203821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=114018800505203821' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114018800505203821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/114018800505203821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/02/only-living-boy-in-new-york.html' title='The Only Living  Boy In New York'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113996540414393496</id><published>2006-02-14T18:49:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-16T07:46:57.050-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Factory Girl</title><content type='html'>Hey guys, hope you had a nice Valentine's Day. If you didn't have a good one, then tomorrow's a normal day again so no need to worry. Mine was fine, definitely better than others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This song is one of the most important songs to me. I love it more than anything...it fills my heart so much. It's so amazing. I really can't put my feelings into words!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember the day I fell in love. I was at the park watching my sister play softball. It was probably in August. I had on a really  great dress. I had just bought "Beggars Banquet" and it was on my iPod so I was listening to all the songs. Usually when I buy an album it takes me a while to listen to all the songs because I don't have patience with things I don't know, but this album was different. This song is the second to last song on the album - number nine. It's so special to me. This album is really fabulous, but this song one of the most beautiful things I've ever heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Factory Girl&lt;br /&gt;The Rolling Stones&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a girl who's got curlers in her hair &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a girl she has no money anywhere &lt;br /&gt;We get buses everywhere &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a factory girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a girl and her knees are much too fat &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a girl who wears scarves instead of hats &lt;br /&gt;Her zipper's broken down the back &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a factory girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a girl and she gets me into fights &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a girl we get drunk on Friday night &lt;br /&gt;She's a sight for sore eyes &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a factory girl &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a girl and she's got stains all down her dress &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a girl and my feet are getting wet &lt;br /&gt;She ain't come out yet &lt;br /&gt;Waiting for a factory girl&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113996540414393496?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113996540414393496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113996540414393496' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113996540414393496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113996540414393496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/02/factory-girl.html' title='Factory Girl'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113970385094125386</id><published>2006-02-11T18:16:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-11T21:47:51.556-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Rio</title><content type='html'>I'm going to start randomly posting the lyrics to some of my favourite songs. These are the stable songs in my life. The ones I don't get tired of and listen to almost daily. I don't know how long this will go on for...but it will be a nice way to get this all down somewhere so I will always know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting with a song I have recently discovered which is by one of the most loved men in my world. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rio&lt;br /&gt;Michael Nesmith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm hearing the light from the window&lt;br /&gt;I'm seeing the sound of the sea&lt;br /&gt;My feet have come loose from their moorings&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling quite wonderfully free&lt;br /&gt;And I think I will travel to Rio&lt;br /&gt;Using the music for flight&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I know of in Rio&lt;br /&gt;But it's something to do with the night&lt;br /&gt;It's only a whimsical notion&lt;br /&gt;To fly down to Rio tonight&lt;br /&gt;I probably won't fly down to Rio&lt;br /&gt;But then again I just might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's wings to the thought behind fancy&lt;br /&gt;There's wings to the thought behind play&lt;br /&gt;And dancing to rhythms of laughter&lt;br /&gt;Makes laughter the rhythm of rain&lt;br /&gt;So I think I will travel to Rio&lt;br /&gt;Using the music for flight&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I know of in Rio&lt;br /&gt;But it's something to do with the night&lt;br /&gt;It's only a whimsical notion&lt;br /&gt;To fly down to Rio tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I probably won't fly down to Rio&lt;br /&gt;But then again I just might&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel such a sense of well-being&lt;br /&gt;The problems have come to be solved&lt;br /&gt;And what I thought was proper for battle&lt;br /&gt;I see now is proper for love&lt;br /&gt;So I think I will travel to Rio&lt;br /&gt;Using the music for flight&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing that I know of in Rio&lt;br /&gt;But it's something to do with the night&lt;br /&gt;It's only a whimsical notion&lt;br /&gt;To fly down to Rio tonight&lt;br /&gt;And I probably won't fly down to Rio&lt;br /&gt;But then again I just might&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113970385094125386?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113970385094125386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113970385094125386' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113970385094125386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113970385094125386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/02/rio.html' title='Rio'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113936175580778171</id><published>2006-02-07T19:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-07T19:24:22.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Love</title><content type='html'>I love pasta, it really is fantastic. Just with veggie oil and salt...maybe a little parmasion cheese.&lt;br /&gt;I am also watching American Idol. I dont know if I like it. The audiotions are okay. Wow there are these twins singing. I think they sound good. I havent heard the second one yet.&lt;br /&gt;I'm also excited about Valentines Day! I don't know, even if it's commercial....I love love.&lt;br /&gt;Wow, I'm positive right now.&lt;br /&gt;Haha, this definitely won't last.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113936175580778171?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113936175580778171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113936175580778171' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113936175580778171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113936175580778171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/02/love.html' title='Love'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113892242840425956</id><published>2006-02-02T17:10:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-03T15:49:29.520-06:00</updated><title type='text'>I got tagged!</title><content type='html'>Okay, I have to list five interesting facts about myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) The first song I learend how to play on the guitar was "I Want You Around" by the Ramones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) When I'm in cars I have a compulsive feeling that I have to open the car doors while the car is in drive...so I always tell my parents to lock them. If the doors can't lock, it takes way too much effort for me not to open them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) I have been a vegetarian since June 18th, 2004 (Paul McCartney's birthday).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) I long to live on "That 70's Show" with Steven Hyde and Eric Foreman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) I have vivid dreams almost every night that I remember very well. I love it because I feel like I'm living two lives: one where anything can happen and one were only the ordinary things happens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to tag Kevin and Tallulah (but I don't know how so I just said their names).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113892242840425956?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113892242840425956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113892242840425956' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113892242840425956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113892242840425956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/02/i-got-tagged.html' title='I got tagged!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113885289553545323</id><published>2006-02-01T21:46:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T08:37:55.363-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Alan Parsons</title><content type='html'>Tonight my father and I went to Webster University to listen to a recording engineer by the name of Alan Parsons. I'm sure some of you know who he is, and if you don't (I didn't until yesterday) he engineered Dark Side Of the Moon and stood in at Beatles recording sessions for the album Abbey Road. He also had some records of his own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I learned a lot about recording songs in general!  A lot of it went over my head though, the types of microphones used and the names of equipment, etc. But it was amazing. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole time people just asked questions and he answered (this went on from 7:10 to 9:20). I asked him about standing in on Beatles sessions and what the Beatles preffered when they recorded. I kind of thought he would answer like "Oh well George always liked to play right after Ringo put the drum tracks down, and Paul would always record last..." but instead he talked about the equipment they used for the album and that they started out using an 8-track. This was good enough for me though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the last questions asked was, "If you could produce or engineer the album of any artist or band out there, which would it be?" and his response was "Well, I've always been a Townshend fan." He also said he wished he could have worked on Tommy. Of course when he said Townshend I freaked out. My dad pointed out that if he had engineered, it wouldn't be Tommy anymore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end we went up to meet him (he's a tall and big man, he had on a really groovy purple jacket). I told him about my band and us owning an 8-track. He gave me some advice about some good recording magazines and then he wished me good luck. I think that's the best good luck I've ever been wished!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has great Thursdays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113885289553545323?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113885289553545323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113885289553545323' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113885289553545323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113885289553545323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/02/alan-parsons.html' title='Alan Parsons'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113874914586426404</id><published>2006-01-31T17:03:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-02-01T13:48:50.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Jamming</title><content type='html'>I love jam sessions. I've always loved watching and listening to them, I'm fascinated. The Dead, Clapton, Zeppelin,  Who...all amazing to watch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, however, I am definitely new at jamming myself. I'm totally fine with playing songs and singing, but when I improvise...I'm not all that good yet. I am improving though. If I have a riff to kind of base my playing on, then I feel safer. I jam almost everyday during the week and I hope I will get better, I'm bound to right?&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it will all turn out fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morning I heard about Corretta Scott King. She was on my mind today, what an amazing woman.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113874914586426404?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113874914586426404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113874914586426404' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113874914586426404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113874914586426404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/jamming.html' title='Jamming'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113840490707330477</id><published>2006-01-27T17:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-27T18:46:38.446-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Anne-Marie is the best!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/jimmmmmmy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/jimmmmmmy.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can a man get anymore gorgeous than that?&lt;br /&gt;Thank you so much Anne-Marie, for sending me the picture. Made my day!&lt;br /&gt;The Stones are in St. Louis tonight. I'm wearing my Bigger Bang shirt I got at the concert in Memphis. I can't believe they're in this city AT THIS MOMENT and I don't get to see them. No, I am lucky to have seen them in Memphis, one of the best cities in the country! Graceland, Sun Studios, Civil Rights Museum and more. &lt;br /&gt;I'm going to a coffee shop tonight to see a blues performer with my dad and sister. Should be fun.&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113840490707330477?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113840490707330477/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113840490707330477' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113840490707330477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113840490707330477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/anne-marie-is-best.html' title='Anne-Marie is the best!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113832120730285984</id><published>2006-01-26T18:12:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-26T18:20:07.320-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey All!</title><content type='html'>It's getting closer and closer to Spring Break, which is when we go to England! I'm extremely excited. It's going to be AMAZING. I would love to meet Rachel and Mikey and maybe even....PETE TOWNSHEND. I can't even say that without freaking out. He's my idol. Whoa! I can't handle it. Hopefully I wouldn't act like that if I did meet him, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Well, I hope everyone's having a great week. I don't blog as much as I used to, I'll start up again.&lt;br /&gt;I feel out of the loop!&lt;br /&gt;Alright, tell me what's up in your lives!&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113832120730285984?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113832120730285984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113832120730285984' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113832120730285984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113832120730285984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/hey-all.html' title='Hey All!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113779332465609186</id><published>2006-01-20T15:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-20T15:43:24.460-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Neil Young</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://poporama.canalblog.com/images/_Users_fabienetanne_sophietaillandier_telechargement_neil1.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://poporama.canalblog.com/images/_Users_fabienetanne_sophietaillandier_telechargement_neil1.jpeg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recommend anyone who hasn't yet to go out and buy the latest issue of Rolling Stone. Neil Young is on the cover. I get Rolling Stone in the mail, it's my favourite read and I LOVE getting it. This week there is a big article on Neil. I didn't know much about him, but after I read this mini-bio I did. The writer quoted Neil a lot because he interviewed him recently. A lot of the things Neil said related to me. I was amazed because some of the things he stated are things I've been thinking lately, or things that I have felt but hadn't been able to explain. &lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's a really special issue and I think anyone would enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113779332465609186?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113779332465609186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113779332465609186' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113779332465609186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113779332465609186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/neil-young.html' title='Neil Young'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113754522300351854</id><published>2006-01-17T18:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-19T14:12:28.263-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Dang It</title><content type='html'>I'm stalling, but I have to clean my room really soon or else I can't jam tomorrow after school. This is a really good way for my folks to get me to do things because I can't breath if I don't play with me bandmates.&lt;br /&gt;Oh geez, not good is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have fabulous Wednesdays everyone.&lt;br /&gt;xoxoxoxoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113754522300351854?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113754522300351854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113754522300351854' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113754522300351854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113754522300351854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/dang-it.html' title='Dang It'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113703488512570867</id><published>2006-01-11T20:58:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-11T21:05:02.450-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Ahhhhh.</title><content type='html'>My iPod broke. &lt;br /&gt;I have dropped it like four times now and the first three times it didn't do anything to my iPod at first but then finally weird things started happening so we turned them in for new ones each time since I have the warrenty on it.&lt;br /&gt;But this time the screen cracked and now I can only read out of less than a fourth of the screen and they won't replace it. I'm so scared, I don't know what to do because I use my iPod all the time, it's like...my best friend. Now I have to struggle to read anything on it and I don't know what can possibely happen next. I really did like cry over this. Am I pathetic or what?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am reading one of the best books of  my life though...The Perks Of Being A Wallflower. This has changed my life for the better, unlike a broken iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone has a good Martin Luther King Junior weekend. Bless him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113703488512570867?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113703488512570867/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113703488512570867' title='10 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113703488512570867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113703488512570867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/ahhhhh.html' title='Ahhhhh.'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>10</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113674494200734707</id><published>2006-01-08T12:26:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T12:32:24.693-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Elvis Aron Presley</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://home.att.net/~fifties.idols/elvis_presley_signed_tinted_photo359x425.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://home.att.net/~fifties.idols/elvis_presley_signed_tinted_photo359x425.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Pageant last night and saw an Elvis impersonator. He had a great voice and danced well but his face didn't look too much like Elvis. It was nice though. One of the acts before him was a Buddy Holly impersonator which was awesome too.&lt;br /&gt;Today is Elvis Presley's 71st birthday.&lt;br /&gt;He really was the King.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113674494200734707?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113674494200734707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113674494200734707' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113674494200734707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113674494200734707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-birthday-elvis-aron-presley.html' title='Happy Birthday Elvis Aron Presley'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113632573178088339</id><published>2006-01-03T15:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-03T16:13:22.730-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinal Cord...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.harryshearer.com/art/tap_horn.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.harryshearer.com/art/tap_horn.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spinal Tap is one of my favourite movies of ALL time, and I was looking for e-cards to send my grandpa for his birthday yesterday and came across these. You have to join the website and pay 20 dollars to send the cards to people, but anyone can preview them. These two performed by two of the "Spinal Cord" members are so funny I can't stop watching them.&lt;br /&gt;The Birthday one is funnier than the Get Well Soon one, which I didn't really enjoy as much until the last line of the card (you'll know what I mean, it is hilarious). They are both kinda noisy so you might want to turn the sound down on your computer a little bit. Especially for the Get Well Soon one. Anyway, I'm rambling on. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doozycards.com/create.php?card_id=49&amp;fd=P"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.doozycards.com/create.php?card_id=149&amp;fd=P"&gt;GET WELL SOON&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Thank's for the feedback on our song. More of them to come.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113632573178088339?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113632573178088339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113632573178088339' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113632573178088339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113632573178088339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/spinal-cord.html' title='Spinal Cord...'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113617564932401119</id><published>2006-01-01T22:17:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T15:13:53.523-06:00</updated><title type='text'>All Along The Watchtower</title><content type='html'>This is a recording we did today. The song is Jimi's version of "All Along The Watchtower" and consists of me on rhythm guitar, our new guitarist Zach on lead (hes amazing) and Tim on drums.&lt;br /&gt;I think it turned out well for a demo, no vocals yet.&lt;br /&gt;I think you need iTunes to download. Tell me if it even works, it's my first song posted!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s44.yousendit.com/d.aspx?id=0AL7TWQJQ99WV1ECT7G8JINXJ9"&gt;ALL ALONG THE WATCHTOWER&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113617564932401119?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113617564932401119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113617564932401119' title='12 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113617564932401119'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113617564932401119'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/all-along-watchtower.html' title='All Along The Watchtower'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113614441500813180</id><published>2006-01-01T13:39:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T13:40:43.563-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year To All</title><content type='html'>I hope you all have a great time living in 2006. New things will come, old things will return. It should be a trip.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113614441500813180?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113614441500813180/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113614441500813180' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113614441500813180'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113614441500813180'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2006/01/happy-new-year-to-all.html' title='Happy New Year To All'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113574485815349907</id><published>2005-12-27T22:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T22:41:32.373-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Help!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/images.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/images.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my favourite Jimmy Page picture, but this is the only one I can find online of it. This photo was taken by Jim Marshall in August, 1971 at the Forum Los Angeles. If anyone knows a site that I can find a bigger version of the picture on, I would be so happy. The site that it seems to be on is www.ledzeppelin.ru but this site is not working. &lt;br /&gt;Thanks again.&lt;br /&gt;Is this an extremley odd post or what?&lt;br /&gt; I'm so weird.&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113574485815349907?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113574485815349907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113574485815349907' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113574485815349907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113574485815349907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/12/help.html' title='Help!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113557722654223962</id><published>2005-12-26T00:05:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-26T10:28:41.686-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi</title><content type='html'>Happy Christmas, but it's over now. Its the 26th.&lt;br /&gt;I'm really starting to get bored with my blog picture. I think I'm going to get a new one up soon.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you had jolly days. &lt;br /&gt;I did, I love being with my family on Christmas.&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113557722654223962?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113557722654223962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113557722654223962' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113557722654223962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113557722654223962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/12/hi.html' title='Hi'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113492070357377188</id><published>2005-12-18T09:40:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T14:51:59.196-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Folsom Prison Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.beggingtodiffer.com/archives/Cash.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.beggingtodiffer.com/archives/Cash.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hear the train a comin'&lt;br /&gt;It's rollin' 'round the bend,&lt;br /&gt;And I ain't seen the sunshine,&lt;br /&gt;Since, I don't know when,&lt;br /&gt;I'm stuck in Folsom Prison,&lt;br /&gt;And time keeps draggin' on,&lt;br /&gt;But that train keeps a-rollin',&lt;br /&gt;On down to San Antone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I was just a baby,&lt;br /&gt;My Mama told me, "Son,&lt;br /&gt;Always be a good boy,&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever play with guns,"&lt;br /&gt;But I shot a man in Reno,&lt;br /&gt;Just to watch him die,&lt;br /&gt;When I hear that whistle blowin',&lt;br /&gt;I hang my head and cry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bet there's rich folks eatin',&lt;br /&gt;In a fancy dining car,&lt;br /&gt;They're probably drinkin' coffee,&lt;br /&gt;And smokin' big cigars,&lt;br /&gt;But I know I had it comin',&lt;br /&gt;I know I can't be free,&lt;br /&gt;But those people keep a-movin',&lt;br /&gt;And that's what tortures me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, if they freed me from this prison,&lt;br /&gt;If that railroad train was mine,&lt;br /&gt;I bet I'd move out over a little,&lt;br /&gt;Farther down the line,&lt;br /&gt;Far from Folsom Prison,&lt;br /&gt;That's where I want to stay,&lt;br /&gt;And I'd let that lonesome whistle,&lt;br /&gt;Blow my Blues away. &lt;br /&gt;       - The Lovely Johnny Cash&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Birthday Keith Richards&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113492070357377188?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113492070357377188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113492070357377188' title='16 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113492070357377188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113492070357377188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/12/folsom-prison-blues.html' title='Folsom Prison Blues'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>16</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113418642473702551</id><published>2005-12-09T21:20:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T22:22:33.190-06:00</updated><title type='text'>History In Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/6cb17ca3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/6cb17ca3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am standing at the microphone that Elvis and Johnny Cash and many others have used. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/025_23A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/025_23A.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then here I am KISSING the floor that Bob Dylan kissed which is the floor that Elvis' shoes were on. Oh, two in one! Pretty nice, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/021_19A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/021_19A.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the desk that Marion Keisker sat at. It's the front room of the studio. In 1953 this is where Elvis walked in and asked if he could record a song for three dollars for his mother's birthday. Marion is the one who recorded this one because Sam Phillips was out of town and she controlled all the recording equipment when he was out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/1600/024_22A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6325/1670/320/024_22A.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is me at Jerry Lee Lewis' piano!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/011_9A.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/011_9A.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is in Graceland in Elvis' yard where his pool was. We saw footage of Priscilla and him swimming in this pool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xx&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113418642473702551?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113418642473702551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113418642473702551' title='18 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113418642473702551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113418642473702551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/12/history-in-pictures.html' title='History In Pictures'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>18</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113404884793376460</id><published>2005-12-08T07:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T10:41:46.216-06:00</updated><title type='text'>John Lennon</title><content type='html'>Today is the 25th anniversary of John Lennon's death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think about all the important things John has done in this world, how much he wanted peace to be found.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love you John Winston Ono Lennon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113404884793376460?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113404884793376460/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113404884793376460' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113404884793376460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113404884793376460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/12/john-lennon.html' title='John Lennon'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113375358910857454</id><published>2005-12-04T20:28:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-09T17:10:54.943-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Perfect Weekend (besides being sick)</title><content type='html'>The concert was incredible. More than I could have ever asked for. I was still sick of course (thanks for the advice though, Mikey and Karel) so my voice was almost gone. I could barely sing and scream! Well, I did sing and scream but it sounded horrid. You know the high "who who who whooooaah who who who" in "Miss You"? I couldn't get that high and it sounded dreadful, which made me a little depressed...I still don't have much of a voice. But anyway, enough of the negative comments! On with the show:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started the night off with "Start Me Up". They played a lot of their 70's stuff. The only early songs they really played were "Get Off My Cloud" and "Satisfaction". "Satisfaction" was one of their encore songs (Keith's two jams in that song, were two of the biggest highlights of the night for me. I really hope the picture turns out that we took of him doing them.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, Michael Philip Jagger is still the exact same man he was forty years ago, I swear. Wow. He had on tight, black leather pants the whole time (he looked extremely fit in them...) and he changed shirts a couple times. His vocals were amazing on each song they performed, of course. I can't &lt;i&gt;really&lt;/i&gt; explain Mick though, he's more then words can describe. Seeing him in person freaked me out. The first five minutes of the concert I couldn't look at the stage I was yelping and spazzing so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Keith was so amazing. He had on a t-shirt the whole time and changed jackets a couple times (green one, red one, and pink one I think). He did two songs solo without the others upfront...I had never heard either. One was "Slip Away" which I have heard about before, and it was very very good. I forget the other though. He sounded fabulous. And he wished us all a Happy Holiday in a way only Keith Richards could ("'Tis the season to be jolly....yeah right."). Oh my god, when he played his Tele I got weak in the knees, I've always thought he looked so perfect with it. Keef and his Telecaster = perfect match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woody was fabulous. I mean, he really was. He had on a red and pink striped CBGB shirt which was really special to me. I am a very big Ramones fan and if you're a Ramones fan then you know what I mean - CBGB is like, a shrine. I am proud to say I have been there with my lovely daddy (he introduced me to them after all). I have read some articles about the tearing down of the building and it's so upsetting...but I'm getting off topic. Ronnie performed very well, but he never talked which kind of got to me, I wanted to hear him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlie, ah, Charlie Watts. I watched Charlie a great deal of the time. Just connecting his movements to the sound of the drum set, watching him hit the cymbals and snare with ease. He just had on a grey t-shirt, which I loved. He wasn't glamorous. He has always had me smiling, Charlie has. But he didn't talk either! Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bass player, Daryl Jones, did a great job. Keith walked over to talk to him a lot, which I thought was cute, because he (Daryl) kinda played off to the side. They had back-up singers and saxophonists and a trombone player and a keyboardist. One back-up singer played some acoustic too, and tambourine. One back-up vocalist sang with Mick when they did a Ray Charles tribute, "Night Time Is the Right Time". She sang extremely well, but Mick hugged her for a while during the song which kind of got to me...ha ha. Bobby Keys played tenor sax (ya tenor!), and he has played with them since like 69, so that was very cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they performed "Shattered" Mick ended the song and Keith kept playing for a second. It was adorable, because he was the only one still playing and then he stopped and looked at them and started giggling. Ahhh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The encore songs were "You Can't Always Get What You Want" and "Satisfaction". "You Can't Always Get What You Want" is a very special song to me, I knew they were going to play it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were some drunk people in front of us (we were literally the top row in the highest part of the stadium, but we could still see fairly well) and after Keith sang one man said "I've heard karaoke worse than that but I'm not sure where" and they all flipped Mick off while they were performing "Honkey Tonk Woman" and "Get Off Of My Cloud". It was extremely annoying! And some other girls in front of us seemed to only know the chorus to "Satisfaction" and the rest of the time they were out getting beers and text messaging friends on their phones. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of the concert my friend Ellen and I went down to the bottom where the floor seating was because during the last song there was a big explosion and streamers were let down from the ceiling and we wanted some for souvenirs (saying ceiling reminds me that there was a light fixture that was literally IN the ceiling, there was a hole cut so that it could go inside, and at one point during the concert the vibrations made the light fall out of the ceiling so it was hanging on a wire!). Anyway, we were down there and we got some streamers, and a man come over to us who was working by the stage and he said "Put your hands out" and I thought he was going to high-five us or something, and Ellen thought he was going to make us give our streamers back, but he handed both of us a pick! It says "Bigger Bang 2005" on one side and has the lick on the other side in red writing on white surface. And they do look used, I really think they have been touched by one of the Stones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we left the concert it took an hour to find our hotel. It was so scary, we were in the worst part of Memphis while we were driving around. It was the ghetto. And it was one in the morning.  We finally made it to the Day's Inn, and it wasn't in as bad of an area as we thought it would be in, which was good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beale Street was great, we didn't get to walk around much but just looking all the way down the street at all the Blues light-up signs was cool. We went to the Hard Rock Cafe there (Entwistle bass, Keith's guitar, John Lennons Jacket, and Buddy Hollys glasses were the highlights).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also went to the Civil Rights Museum yesterday, and I learned a lot. I saw the place where Dr. Martin Luther King was shot, that was eerie, and very upsetting. He was an amazing man. I feel ashamed of how  people were treated during the Civil Rights Movement. And courage really is a trait that makes me admire people so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Sun Studios, which was killer too. I have pictures from there. Seeing the studio was just mind-blowing. Johnny Cash,  Elvis Presley, Jerry Lee Lewis, Roy Orbison, Otis Retting. Bloody amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I went to Graceland today. I will never be the same. I didn't know what to expect at all, because I had never been there and I didn't know much about Elvis. But I really wasn't ready for what I saw. Elvis had such a big heart. He was so generous and nice. He was beautiful too. I mean, I have loved his music for a long time, his voice is what gets me. And his stage presence of course. The mansion was great. I loved the decorating. Classic mid-70's stuff. Wow, Priscilla was so pretty - ten years younger then him too! He went out with her a few times when he was in Germany and she was only 14! God, that would have been amazing. And for some reason, as I was walking through Elvis' house, I really felt at home. I felt a special connection. Anyway, I'm a complete Elvis fan now. I fall in love so easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a lot of pictures and I need to get them developed so I can scan them (they weren't digital). &lt;br /&gt;Overall, this was a life-altering weekend. Tons of amazing experiences.&lt;br /&gt;This is the longest post I've ever written, I understand if you just skimmed it, or maybe it scared you so you didn't even read it at all. You should get a good laugh out of comparing the length of this one to my other posts. &lt;br /&gt;Alright guys, take care. &lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113375358910857454?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113375358910857454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113375358910857454' title='13 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113375358910857454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113375358910857454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/12/perfect-weekend-besides-being-sick.html' title='Perfect Weekend (besides being sick)'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>13</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113356465611088222</id><published>2005-12-02T16:54:00.001-06:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T18:52:03.850-06:00</updated><title type='text'>show tomorrow night!</title><content type='html'>I'm seeing The Rolling Stones in 27 hours in Memphis. I can't explain how happy I am. Mick Jagger is one of my favourite men of all time. &lt;br /&gt;Number Three to be exact under John and Pete (usually, sometimes hes #2). &lt;br /&gt;Ahhh! And I'm going to Sun Studios and Graceland to top it off! Wahoo, I know I am very very lucky and I would like to thank my mother for doing this for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been sneezing all day and have sore throat, I am totally crossing my fingers that I won't be sick tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has good weekends - I'm going to miss the Basement Jam so I'll have to catch it on loop. It is going to be on loop right?? I hope, I have to see everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113356465611088222?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113356465611088222/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113356465611088222' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113356465611088222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113356465611088222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/12/show-tomorrow-night.html' title='show tomorrow night!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113323145546587770</id><published>2005-11-28T20:29:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-28T22:25:31.936-06:00</updated><title type='text'>What has the world come to?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/IMG_1441.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/IMG_1441.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to Borders Bookstore over the weekend only to be upset with what I found. As I came inside, the front shelves that held the best sellers and new books had four NEW John Lennon books displayed.&lt;br /&gt;I couldn't believe it really. John Lennon is my &lt;i&gt;idol&lt;/i&gt;. I fell in love with him when I was in fifth grade. You can't explain John Winston Ono Lennon's whole personality with text on a few hundred pieces of paper. I suppose you can to a certain limit, but you need to hear his voice, listen to his music, and read his writing.&lt;br /&gt;It's hard to explain this in it's entirety. I don't really know how.&lt;br /&gt;I wish people found other topics to write about then the biography of a man that is already well-known. &lt;br /&gt;I do still love looking at the pictures in the new books, there is usually one I haven't seen yet. And also, I understand the 25th anniversary of his death is coming upon us December 8th, which makes the books slightly more appropriate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I'm trying to say is, "You can over use an idea until it isn't as special as it used to be."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, I hope everyone had a nice Monday. Thank you for all the comments. I appreciate them more then ever right now.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry I haven't updated in awhile, I'm working on getting better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Picture of me at the Dakota this summer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113323145546587770?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113323145546587770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113323145546587770' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113323145546587770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113323145546587770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/11/what-has-world-come-to.html' title='What has the world come to?'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113288379166279837</id><published>2005-11-24T19:56:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T19:30:59.763-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Thanksgiving</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/88946/272358.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113288379166279837?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113288379166279837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113288379166279837' title='7 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113288379166279837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113288379166279837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/11/thanksgiving.html' title='Thanksgiving'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113242535039629897</id><published>2005-11-19T12:23:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T12:35:50.413-06:00</updated><title type='text'>Haircuts</title><content type='html'>I got my hair cut last night! It's pretty short and I have some side bangs...I would show you guys a picture but I don't know where the cord is to go to our digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;I also got a "Best Of Johnny Cash" album (Stuart inspired me). I love it, too. It's great.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so excited because we have a three day week of school because we get off for Thanksgiving!&lt;br /&gt;But I'm sad that "In The Attic" is having their last episode...&lt;br /&gt;My mom and sister are going to see the musical "Wicked" today at 2. My mom's obsessed with witches (i'm not kidding).&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow my friend and I are hosting a "Night of A Thousand Dinners" for Adopt-A-Minefield. This is the charity we donate to. She and I have had a camp for kids for two years in a row now in order to raise money for it! We've made about 1400 dollars so far. The Night Of A Thousand Dinners usually takes place in early November, but we haven't had time until this Sunday to do it. &lt;br /&gt;I got a really pretty handbag last night, it's dark purple velvet...it reminds me of Brian Jones.&lt;br /&gt;I usually don't carry purses but I got this one because it was special to me (and I need to carry rubberbands around all the time now for my braces).&lt;br /&gt;Ok, I will check in tomorrow night.&lt;br /&gt;Have good weekends everyone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xxxx&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Still havent finished HP, I know I will soon because I have to see the movie. I love Ron so much (just got teary eyed today because Harry and Ron finally made up - yeah I'm only that far in the book right now).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113242535039629897?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113242535039629897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113242535039629897' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113242535039629897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113242535039629897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/11/haircuts.html' title='Haircuts'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113227162398816201</id><published>2005-11-17T17:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-17T17:53:44.003-06:00</updated><title type='text'>owww!</title><content type='html'>Man, today I got rubber bands for my braces and they hurt so much! ahhh. ouch ouch ouch.&lt;br /&gt;awhile ago my orthodontist said i would get the braces off by january but now he's saying hopefully before spring break?? thats so lame! i totally got my hopes up because i thought they'd be off in a month and a half! i REALLY want them off before i go to england though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last night went really well. it was tons of fun. i only brought my acoustic which was nice. and today i had jazz band which was pretty killer, but i have a sax solo (i play tenor sax - i think i've already said that)  in one of the songs and i have to go up to the mike for it! YIKES! i'm kinda nervous about that one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, well i need to be doing some science homework and then going to my sister's school play.&lt;br /&gt;i also need to finish HP four before i see the movie. i don't want to be behind and see the movie like five days from now. hopefully i can see it this weekend. im so excited! rupert grint (ron weasley) is one of my favourite actors (hes gorgeous you know!). i've loved him since FIFTH grade! ahhh! this is so nice! haha.&lt;br /&gt;alright, talk to you guys around the blogs then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113227162398816201?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113227162398816201/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113227162398816201' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113227162398816201'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113227162398816201'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/11/owww.html' title='owww!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113211221240571506</id><published>2005-11-15T21:36:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-29T19:28:31.800-06:00</updated><title type='text'>1st audio blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="audblog"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/88946/268543.mp3" class="audLink"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.audioblogger.com/media/images/audioblogger.gif" class="audImg"border="0" alt="this is an audio post - click to play" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113211221240571506?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113211221240571506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113211221240571506' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113211221240571506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113211221240571506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/11/1st-audio-blog.html' title='1st audio blog'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113192178964265865</id><published>2005-11-13T16:35:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:43:12.326-06:00</updated><title type='text'>My weekend...</title><content type='html'>Hello all! &lt;br /&gt;Sorry I'm never on anymore. Ah! It's hard to update so often!&lt;br /&gt;Let's see...&lt;br /&gt;Friday I went to the Fort Nightly dance thing again. It wasn't that bad I guess, but I still could've done more productive things.&lt;br /&gt;Saturday I had a soccer game and we tied..but the weather was great. Not for playing soccer, but if I was just walking around it would have been. It was very windy and rainy and dark. My favourite. Then I went to my drummer's house to jam. We went to Crossings afterward (the place where we perform) and watched his uncle's band. They were really good, but the lead singer was way too full of himself. He had a good voice but I just &lt;i&gt;couldn't&lt;/i&gt; like it because he was too, I don't know, proud of it or something? &lt;br /&gt;Today I went to my church. It's Eliot Chapel. It's a Unitarian church.  I'm not even too familiar with this religion, my parents just make me go. It isn't a bad church at all though, very liberal. I think you can believe anything and still go. &lt;br /&gt;Then my friend Ellen came over and we looked at "Rolling With The Stones" by Bill Wyman. There are some amazing pictures in that book. I can't believe I'm seeing them in 20 days! We also practiced our saxophones.&lt;br /&gt;I have a volleyball game soon, too.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm sure that was very boring! But oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye everyone! Have good weeks please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113192178964265865?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113192178964265865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113192178964265865' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113192178964265865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113192178964265865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/11/my-weekend.html' title='My weekend...'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113159420649247120</id><published>2005-11-09T21:18:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T21:51:05.010-06:00</updated><title type='text'>David Chipperfield</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://graphics.jsonline.com/graphics/owlive/img/nov04/cbrown112304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://graphics.jsonline.com/graphics/owlive/img/nov04/cbrown112304.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just got back from the St. Louis Art Museum (SLAM for short). I was there listening to an architect by the name of David Chipperfield. He is designing an expansion to the museum. He has done some amazing things, he has. I love architecture. It's one of the things that I'm very interested in. I took notes, he seems like a very intelligent man. I'm glad I had to opportunity to do this. The teacher I have for teaching gifted classes told me she had an extra ticket, and knew I was interested so she asked! &lt;br /&gt;go to www.davidchipperfield.co.uk to learn more about him, yes he is British! oh how i love the accents...can't wait to go to England...and meet STUEE! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, hope everyone's having nice days.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for all the comments guys, i just love reading them. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113159420649247120?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113159420649247120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113159420649247120' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113159420649247120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113159420649247120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/11/david-chipperfield.html' title='David Chipperfield'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113116662482761043</id><published>2005-11-04T22:30:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T23:07:48.583-06:00</updated><title type='text'>brrr</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/chevy_chase_2003/chevron.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:right; margin:0 0 10px 10px;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.geocities.com/chevy_chase_2003/chevron.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; I just became really cold, like I shivered A LOT for a long time, but I'm not that cold anymore. &lt;br /&gt; Man, "No Rain" by Blind Melon is a wonderful song. I am in love with this one, I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About performing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I get nervous before I go on stage. Actually, I used to get nervous every single time I performed in front of anyone in general, but I'm pretty much over all of that now. It's really nice. I get anxious, maybe a little nervous still. When I'm playing though, I sincerely can not make eye-contact with people. I don't know why. Maybe I think it's awkward or it will distract me. I usually just put all my thoughts into the song. Actually that's not true at all...lol I'm lying to myself. I think that I think about other things besides the music along with thinking about what I'm playing and what I'm singing. I'm like triple tasking. It's fun though. I love it when the crowd gets involved you know? When I can get them to sing, or when I played "You Can't Always Get What You Want", and people got their cell phones out and waved them around. It was great. Wow, I'm acting like I've done this tons of times! haha.&lt;br /&gt;Ok, sorry I haven't been on for like a week. I don't know what's up with me.&lt;br /&gt;Cheers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Umm new obsession = Billy Joel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113116662482761043?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113116662482761043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113116662482761043' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113116662482761043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113116662482761043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/11/brrr.html' title='brrr'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113071226568165842</id><published>2005-10-30T16:38:00.000-06:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T16:44:25.690-06:00</updated><title type='text'>nice</title><content type='html'>I have had a major Pete day, I need to watch some &lt;i&gt;Kids Are Alright&lt;/i&gt; tonight. &lt;br /&gt;At church a woman who survived the holocaust made a speech. It was very moving, I learned a lot. She says I'm the last generation that will be able to hear survivors speak because they are dying out...that was a little sad to hear, but it was true so I listened the entire time. &lt;br /&gt;I just listened to the "Day In A Life" from Anthology Disc 2. It's a great one. Now I'm jammin to some "Good Morning Good Morning"...Ya ya pump up the Sgt Pepper! Wahoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got my costume, kinda a medieval dress. It's pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers guys, cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I'll try and write a post about performing in the next couple days...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.p.s Now its "Only A Northern Song". I love this song oh so very much, yes Georgie you are amazing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113071226568165842?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113071226568165842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113071226568165842' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113071226568165842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113071226568165842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/nice.html' title='nice'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113054296695500229</id><published>2005-10-28T18:35:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-28T18:42:46.966-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween!</title><content type='html'>I'm getting kind of excited about Halloween, I don't even know what I'm going to be yet. Hopefully I'll have time to look before MONDAY NIGHT, because that's when I'm trick or treating obviously. &lt;br /&gt;Man, I had cheese pizza for lunch today. I'm so glad!&lt;br /&gt;OMG OMG OMG I forgot to tell you guys...I'M SEEING THE ROLLING STONES IN CONCERT! This is completely amazing, I'm not even kidding. Paul McCartney in October, and Stones in December - how do you reckon that one?&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is my lover Mick Jagger! Ahh! Thank you so much parents!!! And I'm going to Graceland, because we're seeing them in MEMPHIS! Wow! Saturday, December 3rd. It'll be completely killer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, have a good Friday night, I'm not doing anything but my grandparents are coming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113054296695500229?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113054296695500229/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113054296695500229' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113054296695500229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113054296695500229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/halloween.html' title='Halloween!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113027962883673957</id><published>2005-10-25T17:20:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T17:33:48.846-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I won!</title><content type='html'>My band got first place! And I got a special rock and roll diva award. But I was the only girl performing, haha. No, it felt really good. Yesterday was Bill Wyman's birthday too, so I did a couple Stones songs in tribute! &lt;br /&gt;I still have a little homework, ugh I've had a lot lately.&lt;br /&gt;I went to the doc today to get some nasal spray for my allergies - which have been horrible the past few days. haha i'm such a dork!&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, tomorrow's a half day and Monday's Halloween! Yippee! Then Thanksgiving which I'm not TOO fond of - too much food so I get too fat (i just said too three times in that sentence).  But Christmas - that's a different story. I know I already have a whole post about it, haha.&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Mikey and Brina, I could feel you guys cheering! =)&lt;br /&gt;Alright guys, have a good day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113027962883673957?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113027962883673957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113027962883673957' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113027962883673957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113027962883673957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/i-won.html' title='I won!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-113001888278671500</id><published>2005-10-22T17:07:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T17:08:02.786-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom's just another word for nothing left to lose</title><content type='html'>I'm pretty tired because I had soccer today, and I wasn't taken out the entire time! ahhh! we tied 0-0, that's better than losing though. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight we're just staying in and watching some movies i think. That should be nice.&lt;br /&gt;Battle Of The Bands is Monday, i am v. excited! I'm the only girl in the competition though, so i'm representing a lot of women out there. but don't worry, i won't do any of you wrong!&lt;br /&gt;hope every one's having a good weekend. get your rest, that's the best advice i have for anyone right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-113001888278671500?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/113001888278671500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=113001888278671500' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113001888278671500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/113001888278671500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/freedoms-just-another-word_113001888278671500.html' title='Freedom&apos;s just another word for nothing left to lose'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112974842277535092</id><published>2005-10-19T13:48:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-19T19:50:06.573-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sir Paul</title><content type='html'>That was an amazing concert. He started it off with &lt;i&gt;Magical Mystery Tour&lt;/i&gt; (surprise! I thought it'd be &lt;i&gt;Sgt. Pepper&lt;/i&gt;). &lt;br /&gt;He ended with &lt;i&gt;Sgt. Pepper Reprise/The End&lt;/i&gt;. All the songs in between were amazing. He played for about 2 and a half hours!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Highlights&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Playing  &lt;i&gt;I've Got A Feeling&lt;/i&gt;. This is in my top ten Paul songs. I kept saying I wanted him to play it all day yesterday, but I really thought he wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;i&gt;For No One &lt;/i&gt;. Also one of my favourites, so glad he played it.&lt;br /&gt;3. The stories! He was very funny. Good jokes.&lt;br /&gt;4. There was no warm-up band, just a dj doing cool Paul remixes (which I'm usually against). I don't know if I would have been able to handle a warm-up what with all the excitement building up in me to see him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How the heck am I doing highlights? The entire THING was a HIGHLIGHT OF MY LIFE! He was so lively. &lt;br /&gt;I wish he would have done a tribute to John and George, although I definitely would have cried too much if he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you Paul, for all your wonderful songs. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW, who is this Stu guy on WHO TV? I must have missed out on why he's there, I didn't catch the beginning of the show. He's pretty adorable...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112974842277535092?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112974842277535092/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112974842277535092' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112974842277535092'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112974842277535092'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/sir-paul.html' title='Sir Paul'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112957924554083549</id><published>2005-10-17T14:52:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T15:00:45.546-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Christmas time is here</title><content type='html'>Christmas is just around the corner really. I am SO excited.&lt;br /&gt;I had a great weekend, volleyball games and soccer games and hanging out with friends.&lt;br /&gt;I watched "Elf" Saturday night. That movie is so funny, I laughed more than the children I was babysitting! haha. &lt;br /&gt;But really, the Christmas holidays are like no other. Everyone is content and happy. One of my favourite parts is singing all the carols. I used to go to Arkansas each year for Christmas to visit with my Great-Grandparents, but now I go to Kansas City every Winter Break. Halloween and Thanksgiving are exciting, too, but nothing compared to all the preparation that goes into December 25th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today at school I had to get all of my homework for the next two days because of the Paul McCartney concert, I'm loaded with work to do tonight and Wednesday night. I hate being behind at school, it's a drag.&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone's doing well, and the weather isn't too hot or too cold where ever you are (I'm actually burning up right now in my jeans, but I'm at school which is NOT air-conditioned).&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112957924554083549?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112957924554083549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112957924554083549' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112957924554083549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112957924554083549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/christmas-time-is-here.html' title='Christmas time is here'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112933113161992290</id><published>2005-10-14T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T19:39:56.476-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Fort Nightly</title><content type='html'>Tonight I have a formal dance. We get dance cards. I don't know how it'll go but hopefully it won't be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope everyone likes my blog. I like blogging. I like life. It's nice sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys have nice Fridays because it'll be Monday in a couple days won't it? Or maybe a few days, let's make it a few days instead of a couple because that sounds longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112933113161992290?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112933113161992290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112933113161992290' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112933113161992290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112933113161992290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/fort-nightly.html' title='Fort Nightly'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112925829887901820</id><published>2005-10-13T21:45:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T10:28:17.986-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Tickets!</title><content type='html'>Wow, they came  in the mail TODAY! I'm leaving Tuesday midday, and getting there that night to see him! Then Wednsday we get to eat pancakes! haha, this is so amazing. Thank's mother and father, for letting me do this.&lt;br /&gt;I mean, this is what I LIVE for folks. Have you guys seen him yet, or are you? Tell me some stories! I saw him in 2002. I was 10. That was when I officialy decided to devote my life to music.&lt;br /&gt;I am so pumped! WAHOOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112925829887901820?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112925829887901820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112925829887901820' title='11 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112925829887901820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112925829887901820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/paul-tickets.html' title='Paul Tickets!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>11</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112917694797750676</id><published>2005-10-12T22:58:00.002-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T23:18:18.603-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long Live Rock</title><content type='html'>Hey guys. Loved ALL the posts I got thanks for leaving me in smiles!&lt;br /&gt;The gig was fantastic. Although I am semi-embarrassed to say it, it was open-mike night. Ha ha. That means really anyone could have played. It went well though, considering it was our first real performance and play list. They have some great  food at Crossings, if anyone out there ever passes thru St. Louis!&lt;br /&gt;I am pretty tired now, its about 11 and I can NOT believe my parents haven't told me to get off yet. Oh well, I am typing very quietly. Actually I'm not, that's almost impossible. It's always loud when people type. Well, its never &lt;i&gt;loud&lt;/i&gt; but its never quiet either. &lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is a half day at school! Yes, this will be great. I'll come home early and be blogging for hours! Hehe, hopefully not that long. I'm sure I'll have homework, have to practice saxophone, etc. &lt;br /&gt;Today I walked home from school. It's about a mile and a half, not that bad because I'm with friends half the time, and have my iPod the other half. I listened to "Chaos and Creation In The Backyard", Paul's new album. It's very nice. Whatta lovely voice he has. And yes I am seeing him in concert Tuesday in Chicago! It'll be complete fun. My friend is VERY excited because Paul is her fav. Beatle. I, myself, am a Lennon Gal all the way.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, when I got home I realized I forgot my key and had to take window panes (is that what they are?) out of a window in my basement and squeeze thru a 2 by 2 foot square. It was intriguing, but I have done it in the past, so it wasn't too exciting.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, this is a long post and I have said before I hate long ones. I can't handle reading them, so I expect the same out of others. I don't want people to lose interest in me! (haha)&lt;br /&gt;Have a fabulous day please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112917694797750676?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112917694797750676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112917694797750676' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112917694797750676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112917694797750676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/long-live-rock.html' title='Long Live Rock'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112908119801505283</id><published>2005-10-11T20:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-11T21:33:55.043-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Gig Tomorrow</title><content type='html'>V. excited because I have a gig tomorrow at a resteraunt. It's the same resteraunt I played at last friday. We are going to play Dear Prudence, You  Can't Always Get What You Want, and an instrumental version of Honky Tonk Woman. It will be pretty awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We get out of school early Thursday and I don't have school Friday, so I am excited about that also. I have a formal dance called "Fort Nightly" on Friday night. We learn how to ball room dance and we get dance cards. It is actually fun, but I don't  know how many of my friends are going. Oh well. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I will be seeing Paul McCartney on Tuesday. I am really not sure though, I'm scaird we might not get tickets (I know its getting pretty late). We tried to get some off Ebay but my mum didn't tell me if we got them yet or not. Yikes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you guys are having fun out there...&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I changed my username, because I felt it was too long. It is now Claire Eliza, just so everyone knows I'm still me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112908119801505283?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112908119801505283/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112908119801505283' title='9 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112908119801505283'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112908119801505283'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/gig-tomorrow.html' title='Gig Tomorrow'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112891447785492095</id><published>2005-10-09T22:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T18:01:41.123-05:00</updated><title type='text'>She gives me everything, and tenderly, the kiss my lover brings, she brings to me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.maccafan.net/Albums/McCartney/Portrai3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.maccafan.net/Albums/McCartney/Portrai3.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know true love when I see it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love is amazing though, isn't it? A force that at some point fills the missing pieces in everybody's heart.&lt;br /&gt;There is a boy I might go out with. I'm not quite sure though, dating always leads to trouble for me. I don't want to get hurt, it's something no one wants. Rejection is painful, too.&lt;br /&gt;Love works its magic in strange ways though, you never know what may happen here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;And in the end, the love you take, is equal to the love you make&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    -The End&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bonne nuit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112891447785492095?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112891447785492095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112891447785492095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112891447785492095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112891447785492095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/she-gives-me-everything-an_112891447785492095.html' title='She gives me everything, and tenderly, the kiss my lover brings, she brings to me.'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112888275285187075</id><published>2005-10-09T13:31:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-09T21:20:32.446-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Go, Johnny, Go, Go</title><content type='html'>Happy birthday John Winston Lennon and John Alec Entwistle, two of the most amazing men in musical history in my opinion. I hope they're having a good time, maybe they're together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked to the grocery store to get lunch. It wasn't that chilly but I thought it would be. I like cold weather so much. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is everybody? Hope you're having good days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Brina, how's the piano?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112888275285187075?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112888275285187075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112888275285187075' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112888275285187075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112888275285187075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/go-johnny-go-go.html' title='Go, Johnny, Go, Go'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112872624072729431</id><published>2005-10-07T17:47:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-07T18:07:04.506-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Transvestite</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.journalism.neu.edu/images/grenier/RW1C2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px;" src="http://www.journalism.neu.edu/images/grenier/RW1C2.gif" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of my many heros. I believe Dr. Frank N Furter (and Tim Curry) can do anything. Someone anyone should look to for inspiration.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112872624072729431?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112872624072729431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112872624072729431' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112872624072729431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112872624072729431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/sweet-transvestite.html' title='Sweet Transvestite'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112854810807380548</id><published>2005-10-05T16:31:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-05T16:43:35.216-05:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch!</title><content type='html'>My head hurts so badly! it's so annoying, it always happens at school. i get horrible head aches. i just took medicane though because i just got home. ha! it feels better now! yessss, gosh advil works like a charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was pretty cool, going to practice in about an hour.&lt;br /&gt;how is everybody?? tell me! has october been nice???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. Brina, I do not have any joni mitchell cd's although i think my parents have her greatest hits..but "Blue" ill definitly get it! i want to know more about her because shes a fabulous female guitarist. french is one of my fav classes! i'm not very good yet, this is my first FULL year of french so i cant say much, but it'll be too cool when i learn more. im going to england over spring break (hopefully i must get straight A's...) and my dad and i will take the chunnel down to france (is that what its  called?) and i can speak french to everyone! ha. i havent played "michelle" yet, still working on it. but dont worry, you'll definitly found out how it went! cheers and talk soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112854810807380548?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112854810807380548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112854810807380548' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112854810807380548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112854810807380548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/ouch_05.html' title='ouch!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112846688397506452</id><published>2005-10-04T17:53:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-04T19:51:03.453-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Long, Long, Long Day</title><content type='html'>Today at school we went on a feild trip to a place called Finance Park. While there we basicly learned about how to live our lives. Well, we learned how to pay our bills. (haha) &lt;br /&gt;We sat around the whole day in this building trying to pay all our bills but keep under budget (from 9 in the morning to 2 in the afternoon!)&lt;br /&gt;We were all givin a life situation and had to plan our whole budget around it. I made $23,400 and I had a 2 yr old child. I was 30 yrs old and unmarried. My net monthly income was 1500 dollers. I was really mad at my situation because I thought I would get a little more money than I really did. &lt;br /&gt;But hey, it's not real life or anything, just practice! hopefully I won't work at the front desk of a hospital in my futre...not what i had in mind. (that's what my card said today.) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, afterwards I went to my friends house and had band practice. There's a Battle Of the Bands coming up that we're practicing for. My other guitarist really is not that good of a guitar player, we might not have him for much longer but I feel really bad about it. He's a great lyricist though. We are trying out a new bass player tomorrow aswell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope everyone has/had great days today. &lt;br /&gt;Talk soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s. I don't have much patience, (its something i need to work on) so I hate reading LONG posts, i try to make my pretty short so people dont skim them but instead read the whole thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112846688397506452?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112846688397506452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112846688397506452' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112846688397506452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112846688397506452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/long-long-long-day.html' title='Long, Long, Long Day'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112837230743807819</id><published>2005-10-03T15:41:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-03T15:45:07.443-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Ah ha! I feel much better...</title><content type='html'>Just finished a Monday full of school, it was so-so. But then I came on my blog (not expecting any comments really) and found Mikey, Jessica, and Rene had written me. You guys are wonderful, some great advice in there too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mikey - thank you so much for the chords! I'll perform it at a gig and I'll make sure I mention your name as the writer and maybe even mention your blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have guitar lessons in about 45 minutes and im uber excited, at least I have one thing to look forward to each week that's consistent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks again for reading my stuff, I'm just about to get on to seeing if any of you have updated yours...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112837230743807819?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112837230743807819/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112837230743807819' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112837230743807819'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112837230743807819'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/ah-ha-i-feel-much-better.html' title='Ah ha! I feel much better...'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112828897778555795</id><published>2005-10-02T16:33:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T20:30:04.130-05:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Down</title><content type='html'>This weekend has kind of sucked...I always look foward to things and get let down because they don't happen or they turn out badly. I need to stop doing that. My mother is so annoying, she yells at me all the time for no apparent reason. I don't know what to do, when I agree with what she says about me she gets mad, and when I fight back she gets mad. TAKE YOU'RE PICK PLEASE MOM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I practiced my tenor sax, it actually sounded way better than I thought it would. I really do not want to go to school tomorrow. I guess I will...ha, like I have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, hope everyone ELSE has a relaxing sunday night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112828897778555795?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112828897778555795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112828897778555795' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112828897778555795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112828897778555795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/im-down.html' title='I&apos;m Down'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17350444.post-112821093613767703</id><published>2005-10-01T18:54:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2005-10-02T16:43:12.336-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Bonjour!</title><content type='html'>I've been lingering around other blogs (i.e. pete townshend, rachel fuller and friends) reading what they have to say, and i would like to say a few words myself.&lt;br /&gt;my passion is music, and it is what is on my mind most hours of the day.&lt;br /&gt;Last night i went to a local bar and performed "Dear Prudence" with my drummer friend. it was really grand, one of my first real performances. my friends uncle was in the band and let us play during their break. i used a man's tele, it was nice but the strap was a little low. he also got pissed that i dropped to d on 6th string which was annoying.&lt;br /&gt;just wondering if anyones out there...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; - claire -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17350444-112821093613767703?l=claireeliza.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/feeds/112821093613767703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17350444&amp;postID=112821093613767703' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112821093613767703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17350444/posts/default/112821093613767703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://claireeliza.blogspot.com/2005/10/bonjour.html' title='Bonjour!'/><author><name>Claire Eliza</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02188939004175293794</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v346/CryBabyCry/n1307190715_30229943_8386.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
