Saturday, March 24, 2012

Friday Fondue: Delayed, but Delicious

Yes, sue me, I'm later than I promise. It won't happen again. Inrtoducing the Firday Fondue that should have been up by now.

Welcome to March, Y'ALL! And boy, do I have a few Spring delights for you!

But first, I have to ask y'all about something.

One of my girlfriends called me up and asked to chill, so we did, and we ended up talking about love and relationships (always a good subject for when you want to have a loooong conversation). We were more in the lane of the complications of being near an ex. My gal pal talked about how she once had a boyfriend and then broke up with him, and months after not talking to him and getting better, he called her up and she was "right back where I started; it took even longer to get over him fully."

And then she brought up how listening to empowering music and feel good jams helped her out. It got me thinking; could music actually be a general treatment for a broken heart? I have to wait until I get one, but I thought it would be interesting to get your input: 10 songs that you feel are the best for getting over an ex in the comment section below.

If I had to pick ten, off the top of my head, it would be:
  1. No Regrets - X-Quiste
  2. Me Myself and I - Beyonce
  3. F**k You - Cee Lo Green
  4. Are You Happy Now? - Michelle Branch
  5. Karma - Alicia Keys
  6. Beautifully Undone - Lindy
  7. Your Ex-Lover Is Dead - Stars
  8. Irreplaceable - Beyonce
  9. Do You Think About Me - 50 Cent
  10. Come Winter - Drake
What's YOUR Top Ten?

Now, to bring the Three Top Art Picks for Friday Fondue number 2!

I went to go see the Woman In Black late last month.


I know there's a more popular poster, but it still creeps me out too much.

Worst case scenario of your life: you get killed. Only natural to think so.

But what if you're put into a trance where you kill yourself? What if you're a young child just wanting to play with your doll when suddenly you see a strange woman dressed in complete black, equipped with a black veil, staring at you with beady eyes, and suddenly you decide to drink lye?

This is the issue that young lawyer Arthur Kipps (played by Har--Daniel Radcliffe) is dragged into when he is sent to Eel Marsh House to settle the affairs of recently deceased Alice Drablow, an elderly woman who lived with her husband, her son, and her sister for most of her life.
Well, at least until a tragedy took the son's life, after which the sister, Jennet, killed herself.
Nobody in the town is welcoming; in fact, they are downright hostile to Kipps when he tries to get answers to his questions, like, "Why is there a woman always lurking around Eel Marsh House, and why is it that children die immediately afterward?" The further he looks into this case, the more he falls victim to the hauntings of the Woman In Black.




This has quickly developed into the greatest horror movie of the year by far. Critics are saying, fans are saying it. 12 year olds who are stupid enough to sneak in with their friends are saying it. And after seeing it myself, I can understand why every trailer said, "Don't watch it alone." I put off watching it because I have had a history of weak stomachs when it comes to scary films (example: Thriller). But I took one friend with me weeks after it was out, so the theater was pretty much empty save for three other people.

I'm just going to say this; if you need to see this, see it on DVD with the lights on and a group of friends who are willing to sleep over that night.

I spent the most part of the movie behind my fingers and the last part of it blubbering like a baby. I cannot being to tell you how freaked out I was. The Woman In Black didn't even show up at every second, just pieces of her face in a mirror or window, or whispers in the hallway, all leading up to when we finally see her--that's what makes it so scary, because you KNOW something's about to go down, but you don't know exactly when.Only afterwards did I realize it's better to have screaming crowds when you're practically forced to crap yourself in fright.

ONLY if you can handle these movies should you go to see this. I visited my grandmother two days afterwards, and I couldn't be in the same room with her rocking chair (see movie for reference). As freaked out as I STILL AM, I got what I wanted: a good, old-fashioned, well-designed scare. No gore, no blood, none of that "Final Destination" overlapping mutilation crap. It's suspenseful to the point where you're expecting everything to scare you, but it's still a blow when it finally is.

But yes, you will be scared of your own house.


NEXT! Music.

 I think I've made a reference to this album before in earlier posts, in fact I know I've put the image out there on the first post I ever did, but I never really delved into why this album is so awesome and what it does for me. So now, when I've recently rediscovered why I love it so much, I have to share it with y'all.

Behold, the Lenny of Kravitz!




Once upon a time, it was 1989, and no one had heard of the hard-working rock star named Lenny Kravitz until September 19th. After that fateful day, "Let Love Rule" was the tune on everyone's lips. But I got this album years after the fact, for the first time, and fell in love with it like it was my first love.
It wasn't. But you get the idea.

The whole album is raw, pure, and beautifully mixed, as if it was done today. Everything for the most part is acoustic and funky, and Lenny's sincerity oozes through the tracks. Songs like "Mr. Cab Driver," and "Let Love Rule," are just two of the memorable gems from Let Love Rule, but my personal favorite is the last song, "Flower Child," which I believe was dedicated to his then-wife Lisa Bonet (of the Cosby Show). But check it out for yourself. Tell me what you think.

Finally! Books!

I just finished it today, and I gotta tell you, it really had an impact on me.

Remember Ayaan Hirsi Ali?




yeah, the somalian woman who used to be in the dutch parliament? she had written Infidel about her life as a muslim woman and her brave escape from a forced marriage into a free life in Holland. Now she resides in America and has a second book that was released a couple years ago as a follow-up to her first one: Nomad.




Notice the subtitle? "A personal journey through the clash of civilizations?" That is exactly what this is. She breaks it down in four parts: A Problem Family, Nomad Again, Sex Money Violence, and Remedies.
She updates us on her family since we left them last; where they are now, what they're up to and how her relationship is with them. She talks about her own experiences in different country, from Somalia to Ethiopia to Holland and finally to America. She points out what she feels are the biggest problems within Islam and then tries to bring u remedies.

Now, regardless of your personal opinion, this is a very interesting book. I appreciate her willingness to allow the rest of us a peek into her personal life, as well as the personal battles she has endured. And while I won't put my opinion of her views of Islam on here, this is a great debate-sparker, a mind-provoking argument, and it's worth picking up.


So that's it, by the next time I do a Friday Fondue I'll be making sure to be more punctual with it. Forgive my issues. Lucky it hasn't happened before and won't happen again.

Love forever!

-CDM

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