Monday, June 29, 2009

King of Pop - Tia

I, like most people, have been feeling some kind of way about Michael Jackson's passing. This morning I played Man in the Mirror on repeat for about 3 hours. Apologies to my neighbors..

It's no secret that the man touched SOOOO many people. And frankly, it's a shame that it took his death for people to realize that he was so much more than tabloid fodder.

Not surprisingly, there are tribute songs popping up all over the place. I heard one the other day from Diddy that supposedly came out the day after Mike died. (I'm not going to comment on that. Y'all know how I feel about Sean Combs. *coughminionofSatancough*) This take on The Way You Make Me Feel by one of my FAVORITE artists, David Ryan Harris, almost made me start crying again.

BET Awards- Toya

I am so infuriated over the BET Awards last night that I am actually NOT going to be posting a recap today. What I will be doing later, however, is post the letter that I will be sending BET very soon. That’s really all I can say right now. I am that pissed off.

Well on second thought...

I will say these three things that are nice.

1. Ne-Yo and I go together now (in my mind obviously).
2. I love Eddie Levert.
3. It was so good to see little Tevin Campbell.

That is all.

Friday, June 26, 2009

You should know...Melo - Tia
(I know the stuff with MJ is still fresh. But if I watch one more report I think I might lose it. It's on EVERYTHING...)

The comparisons were inevitable and unavoidable. Robin Thicke, Remy Shand, even Justin Timberlake. When you’re a white soul singer the world automatically tries to lump you with others of your ilk. But sometimes the comparisons do all of the artists involved a great disservice. And frankly, not too many people have anything on this guy.

I randomly stumbled upon Melo’s Off My Chest last weekend. I wasn’t looking for him. And if I’m being honest, had he not LOOKED like what I like I probably would have kept on moving. But being the junkie that I am for blue eyed white boys, this cover captured my whole attention without even trying.




I was in Mood’s Music so I knew that the cd had to fall somewhere in the R&B genre. A pretty white boy singing R&B…“I’d like to get this also, please.”

I sat in my living room later that afternoon with no expectations. I had purchased the cd of a man I knew nothing of. So you can imagine my delight when the bass line hit from the first track, What Have We Got To Lose and I found myself squealing, “Oh yeah?!?!?!” A genuine R&B cd, Off My Chest manages to bring in the best elements of soul without being overbearing, oversexed or heavy laden with slick tricks and unnecessary guests spots.

Real Slow demands to be added to EVERYONE’S quiet storm playlist. And What’s New starts with the question each and every one of us asks when we get dumped, “Is it me?” and ends with the attitude we all eventually adopt after a break-up, “It’s not like I care.”

Solid lyrics and a firm grasp of what R&B should truly sound like, Off My Chest could quickly become a permanent fixture on a true soul playlist. Conjuring up memories of D’Angelo and even (gasp!!) early Maxwell, Melo seems to have figured out how to tap into a vein that has sadly been ignored for too long by the soul/R&B community. Rawness, sensuality, pain, laughter (See Caroline) that’s what you get from this Swedish soul singer. By skipping the hype and the unnecessary elements *coughAutotunecough* Melo has managed to produce one of the best cds I’ve heard in a very long time. And I personally hope that the big names in the game sit up and take notice. Because, given enough room, Melo could be the next white boy we all love.


Check him out at http://www.myspace.com/moodymelo

His Smile Ruined Me Everytime- Toya


From Toya...
No Words - Tia

1958- 2009

Thursday, June 25, 2009

Does Anyone Remember This
or
Throwback Video of the Week - Tia

Yesterday, I about LOST MY MIND when I heard this song by the Goodfellaz. I have been having what can only be described as a helluva week. Actually the last two weeks have been a trip. I need a hug like you wouldn't believe. So all of that to say, anything that makes me smile right now is greatly appreciated.

My best friend from high school and I used to RUNNNNNNN this song. I had it on cassingle and we would ride around Columbus bumping it in my VW Fox. I asked Toya about and she had no recollection of the song. That REALLY struck me as odd since I can count on one hand how many times I've known a song that Toya didn't. But her not knowing it got me to thinking. Was this song only popular in the Midwest? Maybe it didn't get beyond certain regions or markets.

So for my hard core R&B junkies out there, I need to know: Do you know this song? Do you remember the video? (She slaps him in the face with the bra....LOVED IT)

Here's a link to the video (Universal Music Group are some busters and embedding is disabled.) and here's the song.


ANYONE besides me remember this?
And my two cents - Tia

I sent Toya the following text when I heard about Perez, "Perez Hilton got popped in the eye. I don't feel bad at all." PH talks cash money shizz ALLLLLL of the time. I was really surprised that it took this long. And while I am in no way condoning violence, you can only piss off people for so long before they react. And Hollywood does not strike me as a city filled with folks who are going to repeatedly turn the other cheek.

Oh and random aside, I like how PH gave Ms. California a hard time about her religious beliefs but when it was HIS eye that got dotted he was ALLLLL about letting Will and the Peas know that "God" was not pleased with them. Ummm...you know what I'm not even going to comment on that any further.

But the highlight of my day yesterday was reading this exchange b/w John Mayer and Perez (and randomly Kirstie Alley...????) that occurred on Twitter. John can be a jerk sometimes but this was pretty funny to me.

Mayer: I love that @perezhilton uses his cellphone to log on to twitter to post a tweet to ask his followers to call the police for him.

Mayer: Last year P!nk kneed me in the nuts outside Chateau Marmont. I was pissing blood for days. Did I make a scene?

Mayer: @perezhilton’s video statement is so long that by the end of it his cut healed.

Perez: @johncmayer That’s real funny! Ha ha! And I’m sure you also think I “deserved” to get hit!

Mayer: @PerezHilton Not true. In fact I’d like to train you in Krav Maga. Then you’ll have the situational awareness not to get in someone’s face.

Mayer: @perezhilton I also want to train you in an old martial art called “Never Call A Black Dude a Faggot Jitsu.”

Mayer: @PerezHilton agreed. So let’s meet up this week and I’ll give you your first krav maga instruction. We’ll break the event down and learn…

Perez: @johncmayer Ok.

Mayer: @perezhilton people don’t want to see you hurt, they want to see you experience something equalizing.

Mayer: @PerezHilton by understanding the genetics of a violent incident you can learn to avoid them. And if you can’t, you will learn to end them.

Mayer: @PerezHilton this will be the last public mention of it. You know how to find me. Words have cause and effect, even if the effect is wrong.

Perez: @johncmayer Dude, I get it. I GET IT. But it’s not fucking funny to me. Karma would be me losing my site and going bankrupt or what have u.

Mayer: @PerezHilton Yah, you’re not getting it… OOH! OK. It’s like the Matrix. You live in the Perez Matrix. You wrote the program, you can fly.

Perez: @johncmayer Karma is NOT getting punched in the face!

Mayer: @perezhilton from the heart, what you experienced these last 24 hrs is a profound lack of control. You can’t blog the world, my friend.

Mayer: @PerezHilton then you leave the Matrix, and oh, what the hell, you’re not gonna get it. You’re a sweet guy though.

Perez: @johncmayer I can never tell if ur being sincere or not. It doesnt matter. Have Harley email me contact info for this so I can do on my own.

Kirstie Alley: @iamtherealwill [Will.i.am’s Twitter] WHAT EVER HAPPENED..YOU ARE MY HERO.. LOVE LOVE LOVE TO YOU…AND MORE LOVE…LOVE, KIRSTIE

Kirstie Alley: Perez…in the future…must only duke it out with lentils…leave the black eyed peas to the big boys

Perez: @kirstiealley I’m 31 years old. You’re 58. But it seems like you have the mental maturity of a 13 year old. Way to go!

Perez: @johncmayer I cant DM u and Im not trying to play this out publicly. B well. I dont wish u harm. I talk shit but I sincerely wish no 1 harm.

Perez: @johncmayer And people DO want to see me hurt. That’s what I’ve been reading over and over again. But it’s cool. I’ll be back 2 normal tomm.

Mayer: @PerezHilton you might have a gash on your face for a few more days, but the real healing? It’s happening right now.

Perez: @johncmayer Once again, we agree! I live in my own world. And in my world, I would never punch someone. And in my world, that’s illegal!

Mayer: @perezhilton now you sit down behind that Tandy computer and you hash out a Doogie diary. Be sure to pause, think, and keep typing.

Mayer: @perezhilton because today, the fourth wall came crashing down. Mario, you are human. I call upon Twitter to be kind to you. #perezisokbyme

Perez: @johncmayer I’m not human! I’m a monster! Good night, John Mayer.

Mayer: @PerezHilton Good night Perez, you dumb shit. #perezisokbyme

Kirstie Alley: JOHN MAYER…you are in the wrong biness…you funny, singer boy…you real damn funny…

Kirstie Alley: @johncmayer I have comedy CRUSH on you…you are one funny singing sensation…I heart your timing…love, K

Wednesday, June 24, 2009


I wasn't going to say anything but...- Toya
Ok. I really wasn't going to say anything because I don't find Perez Hilton worth talking about. It has come to my attention that most people that act that "extra" and are so overly critical of others on the level that he is cannot be too happy with themselves. I mean, Tia and I have our share of things to say but we don't revolve our lives around bringing others down. Clearly this is a hurting man and I want to be sensitive to that but with that being said, I could not help but bring up something that struck me to be interesting about this whole Perez Hilton/Black Eyed Peas situation.

As you may know Perez Hilton got rocked upside his head by the manager of The Black Eyed Peas (Please, hold your applause). I am not going to go into how the first thing this man did was Twitter about it. The jokes write themselves, yall. I am not going into how he originally said it was Will I Am but now it comes out that it was Will I Am's manager. I am going to let the potential "Yall all look alike" slide THIS ONE TIME only to bring something else to light. I was reading http://www.eurweb.com/ this morning and read this quote by Perez Hilton, a gay man, on why he took to calling Will. I. Am a faggot.

According to http://www.eurweb.com/story/eur54187.cfm: Hilton, who is openly gay, said in his vide "I made the split-second decision -- that I was gonna say what I thought was the worst possible thing that thug [will.i.am] would ever want to hear" -- which was the gay slur 'faggot'."

Will.I.Am a thug? Please, he wears argyle. We ALL know that the worst possible thing that Will.I.Am would have wanted to hear was not THAT word. Let's keep it real in the field, shall we? The WORST word? I think we all know what the worst word would've been and had it been said he would've been uploading his snitch videos from the nearest hospital while speaking through a tube.

And what I really LOVE (no sarcasm at all) is how GLAAD is like, "No dude. NO ONE can say the word "faggot", not even you." and are demanding an apology. I think if anything they need to make him apologize not only for using that word but for even coming out of the closet in the first place. You know how one person can make a group of people look bad? Oh and that brings me to this statement...

Clearly, I am not homophobic. Also, I am not nor have I ever claimed to be a spokesperson for the gay community. I am just speaking for myself, a gay man.

Really? You know what? I have already given too much time to Perez so I will end right there. My point of all this was we all know that while Perez might be ridiculous he aint all the way crazy. The "worst word"my behind...

Saturday, June 20, 2009

What I'm listening to - Tia
Confession: White boys are my kryptonite. A pretty white boy with a swagger will make me act straight up STUPID. I admit it. I'm not ashamed. I like what I like.

This morning I went to Moods Music in Little 5 to get the new Chrisette Michelle album. While I was perusing the shelves this picture caught my eye:

Now mind you, I have never heard of this guy, never seen him before in my life. But he looks like what I like. And so note unheard, I bought this cd based solely on his looks. Yes, I am aware that I have a problem. Shut it....

Thankfully, I have been really pleased with the album. His name is Melo and he's actually quite good. Think Robin Thicke (Beautiful World Thicke, not this new guy) and Job B. but with a more soulful vibe. I'm currently giving the album a full run through and I have yet to have to skip a track. That's a good sign. So far, I'm definitely feeling it.

I'll keep you updated, but until then this should keep you occupied:

Thursday, June 18, 2009

Toya's Confessions

1. I don't know if this is much of a confession but I love a man with freckles. LOVE LOVE LOVE a brotha with freckles, especially. Common has freckles.

Nuff said.

2. Umm...this hurts me to admit but I watch and thoroughly enjoy VH1's Daisy of Love (*shirking back in embarrassment*). It's AWFUL television and I will probably need to return to high school to do my senior year all over again because I am positive that I have lost brain cells in watching it but still. I confess. I watch it. If you have also shamefully tuned in, you are probably familiar with Fox, a fake A**, Grade B Johnny Depp who is fine but can't tell the truth to save his natural life.

Awful. And yet, I can't seem to be able to help myself.

3. Another confession that I am not nearly as ashamed of is I love me some Taylor Swift. It took me a long time and well, she is definitely no Jennifer Hudson live (she aint even Jennifer Love Hewitt live) but she is sweet as pie, can write the hell out of a song (Love Story, Fifteen) and has managed to keep all of her clothes on. I can get behind that. Also, the spoof she did with T-Pain before the CMT Awards was hilarious. It's good to see that she doesn't take herself too seriously.

4. I had an Oprah moment this year when I looked up and discovered that I have gained close to 20 pounds and counting. It was rough to handle because for me, although I am fairly small, additional weight symbolizes being out of control and I don't like that at all.
BIG confession: I have always had a negative body image and have recently decided that enough is enough. After trying so many failed diets and fhaving so many false starts I have come to realize that losing weight is not the solution. Loving my body is and it starts first in the mind. So I am doing something about it.

I have started going a few weeks with just fruit and vegetables, not to lose weight but to give myself a break. I don't want to think about food or struggle with what to eat and what not. I just want to start with the basics. I am not promising myself to go walking early in the morning. Instead, I am going to try yoga and pilates to get in touch with every roll and crevice of my body. If I can love me, ALL of me, I can get in shape. The bottom line is being healthy physically, spiritually and mentally. It's past due.

This all came about one day when I decided to pay very close attention to my thoughts. Oh my goodness!!!! I suggest everyone try this at one time or another. I never knew I was so hard on myself! I had no idea that I compared myself so much to other people and judged other women based on my own insecurities. Crazy. So I am detoxifying everything, body and mind. It's a process and I am going to let it be just that. I don't want a quick fix. I want a permanent one.

5. I miss my curly hair and fully plan on going back to it by my birthday. At least now I know I have options.

6. Drake: I don't get it.


7.
By now you have probably read Tia's recent Donnie Wahlberg Don't Change installment. I mean! I promise you when I heard about this I thought that if I would've been there I would have pointed at him with two crooked fingers and gone into my best Miss Celie (the Color Purple) voice:


Donnie Wahlberg, until you do right by me everything you even think about go'n fail...

Like I have previously said, I have seen his work before. We can do WHATEVER? Donnie, Donnie, Donnie. Tia said "And I am pretty sure he looked at my booty". You think?! $20 says he is probably lookin' at a booty in the above picture. I'm no expert but Donnie reminds me of one of those guys that would even look over your shoulder to sneak a peak at your booty. I'm just sayin'. Truth be told, I loves me some Donnie. I just fear that if not careful he is going to become that old dude in the club. Ya know, tryin' to holla with a velour sweatsuit on and a herringbone necklace? Don't be that dude, dude.

8. If I had millions I would sow a seed into Kimora Lee Simmons ministry of Hello Kitty diamond jewelry. I understand that there are starving people in third world countries but I don't think that any of them would be offended if I got this ring whilst supplying them clean running water and building blocks of homes in their villages.




I'm just sayin'...

9. I came REAL close to telling a friend that is moving to a whole nother country that I have always had a crush on him but the words just would not come out. I mean, it's not an overwhelming crush. Just a crush that only surfaces when I see him. I decided against it. Umm and for those who obviously know who I am talking about, what is said on the blog STAYS on the blog.

What I will say is that this dude is so fly to me and makes me so happy to be hopeful about love. There are a few guys in my life like that that I respect so much. We are completely platonic (and should stay that way) but they make me remember how wonderful men are and how sweet it is when you find the right one at the right time. It's a great thing. So yeah, he is a good dude and so is my husband.

10. If my car does not pass emmissions soon I may be writing Toya Goes to Jail parts 8-14. pray for a sista, won't you?

Wednesday, June 17, 2009

Sooooo...the Donnie Story - Tia

Honestly, in my humble opinion, this story is not nearly as exciting as the first one. But Donnie ain't gonna change. So none of this should surprise you. There's something comforting about knowing that someone is going to show their true side no matter what.

As you know, I won tickets to see the New Kids when they were here in Atlanta. I posted something on my social networking page about it and one of my friends who went on tour with them last time hit me up. She said that she could hook me up with a Meet and Greet pass if I could get there by 5. Well, OF COURSE I can get there by five. Donnie Wahlberg is my future baby daddy.

I arrived at the required time and after a bit of a hassle was able to get my pass. Because obtaining the pass was such a problem, I literally had to run across a courtyard to make it in to the meet and greet. I was the last person in a line of typical squealing females. I was not pressed. I've been here before.

After waiting several minutes, it was finally my turn. You could tell that the boys were sooooo over the swooning females. But I mean, what did they expect...? Most of us had pillow cases with their faces on them so that we could "sleep" with them every night. So me being the person that I am, I tried to remain calm in the face of my childhood crushes. (Side note: they were standing in the same order that they stood in at the last meet and greet. I'm wondering if that's intentional. Like do some people not get along?) Anyway, because Donnie was in the middle, I once again didn't get a chance to say anything to Joey or Jon. seriously, that Donnie Wahlberg is my damn weakness. If it weren't for the Lord's grace and big security guards, he and I would be having a...ummm...situation. So I get to Donnie and he grabs my hand and pulls me in for a hug. (He smelled nice.) While I am composed, I'm also a bit frozen. It's Donnie effin' Wahlberg. (I didn't make that name up by the way. Someone else did.) I hear the photographer beckon for me to turn around, so I dutifully oblige. As I mentioned, the guys seemed a bit over it. I think by the time they got to me they were just trying to get through it all and make it to the show.

As we stand smiling for the picture, I hear Donnie mumbling something. It takes a minute for me to realize that's his giving himself a pep talk. It went something like this, "Let's just get through this. Almost done." And I swear I heard a "whoosah" or a "namaste" thrown in. I was cracking up to myself. All I could think was, "This is the hardest part of your night. All you have to do is deal with a few screaming females and you're done. What are you complaining about?"

After the "snap" I turned to him and said, "This is what we're doing now? Just trying to get through? Really?? This is what we're doing??" Mind you, during this whole exchange he has someone how gotten a hold of my hand (Hand to GOD I don't remember him grabbing me) and has not let go. I don't know if my words knocked him out of his "phoning it in" or if he was just taken aback because some stranger had the nerve to bow up on him, but his demeanor quickly changed and the Donnie Wahlberg that we all know and love came storming in.

After the most UNSUBTLE once over (aside: I was wearing Boston green and my "good good" jeans...I'm not stupid) Donnie looks me in the eye and says, "Naw....I mean...we can do....whatever..." Honestly, I think he meant it. I gave him my headturner, soul burner smile and turned to walk away. I politely pull my hand away and as I turned I'm almost positive I saw him looking at my booty (which looked good in my jeans...I can't lie.)

Donnie Wahlberg ain't gonna change. From what I understand he's been like this since forever. He's going to be the guy who will take it if you're giving. He's going to look at your booty and he will always be THAT GUY.

I honestly think it's God who keeps me from being in the same place as Donnie for more than a few minutes. Because Donnie has more than shown that if I TRULY pitched it at him, he would swing away at it. Some people just don't change.

Tuesday, June 9, 2009

Toya's Random Ramblings

1. If Tia does not hurry up and post the tomfoolery that commenced when she talked to Donnie Wahlberg AGAIN last week, I am going to post her phone number on this blog. I mean, some people just DO NOT change. Am I a player hater? Yes indeed I am a player hater. I hate when people play too much. Case closed..


2. Dear Mos Def,

The answer is yes and anytime after 7 o’clock pm. ANY time. Love, Toya

Don’t judge me. You have NO idea what I am talking about. How do you know that he didn’t ask me something about…umm…when is the best time to drive to Atlanta from here? You don’t know...

3. I have been thinking a lot lately about fault and responsibility. Meaning, let’s say someone hurts you. Someone that you probably should’ve exercised more discernment whether you should let them into your life or not. The consequences may be the fault of everyone involved but at the end of the day you are the one responsible for what happened. You are also responsible for what happens from here on out. You are responsible for learning the lesson, not repeating the lesson. You are also responsible for your own healing and you are responsible for letting it go and forgiving. I think a lot of us can’t let stuff go because we don’t take responsibility on ALL accounts and are too busy placing blame. If you don’t, you can wallow in guilt for a long time and be tied to some foolishness that really stopped mattering a really, really, REALLY, long time ago. Moving on…

4. There is a possibility that I may be interviewing an artist that I am absolutely bananas about for another website. I have been practicing everyday. I won’t tell anyone (besides those who already know) until RIGHT after it happens. I really hope I can get it because it would be huge for me.

5. David Carradine: Just kidding. Aint no way in the world I am gong into that.

6. Adam Lambert: People act like this is the first time someone gay has been on American Idol. It’s a singing competition…in Hollywood. Soooooo…

7. I am contemplating doing the Shred workout by Jillian Michaels. One of my friends said that she decided to do Bob’s over Jillian’s because she saw a clip of Shred and didn’t want to die. I am going to need some sort of accountability before I decide because committing to this would greatly go opposite to my nature of being, well, non-committal.

8. I just heard the song “Birthday Sex” for the first time during my lunch break. This bullshishery is the number one R&B/Hip Hop (stupid and a shame that they combined these two genres on Billboard. it's killing radio) as of last week and people wonder why I keeps me an old school mix-tape in my car. I have rewound Mint Condition’s “You Send Me Swingin’” every day for the past two months and I don’t feel no ways tired.

9. I saw Coldplay this past Saturday. If you like them even a little bit, I suggest you go see them. Incredible. I am not half as good as Tia is at writing reviews so I will just say that they are worth every penny. I still want to slap Chris Martin for the segue from the house version of Viva La Vida during the set change going into Politik. That was SO ill.

10. I am bored and restless waiting for the next step. I just feel like things have been bubbling all year. I just don't know for what yet. At least I feel like I am closer. I feel like Tia is too.

11. I would like my Nick Cannon now, please.

12. 2009 has GOT to be better than this. Don’t stop believin’.

Sunday, June 7, 2009

It's late so I will be brief - Tia

Eliott Yamin's new album is the business. Go get it. If you consider yourself an R&B fan AT ALL, this album needs to be a part of your life.

But if you don't do anything else, PLEASE, I BESEECH YOU dear reader, PLEASE listen to Know Better.

I'm currently writing an open letter to Mr. Yamin. I personally feel that he plays too much with all of those tour dates in other countries. I need him to stop playing and start doing dates here in the states. Specifically in Atlanta. Elliott, if you or your people are reading this, Atlanta would show you all kinds of love. I'm just saying. You have to play to your strengths.

Good night and happy listening.

Saturday, June 6, 2009

Dear Bey,

I understand.

*Throws The Roc up*

God Bless,
Toya
BGLU
*Exercising our constitutional right to be fresh*

Friday, June 5, 2009

You should know: Coury Palermo - Tia

It's the difference that matters.



We live in a world of little boxes on the hillside made of ticky tacky that all look just the same. (That's a reference to the show Weeds. My apologies if you have no frame of reference.) Somewhere along the way a lot of us became the same and music followed suit. It seems that as time goes by you have more "tracks" and less music. Musicians have been replaced by "entertainers." (And I use that word very loosely.) The songs on the radio all sound the same. The videos all look the same. And if you're not careful, you find yourself being lulled into a musical stupor, unable to differentiate the good from the bad.



But thankfully, there are still people out there who can be considered musicians. They are the ones we can call "artists." Coury is a musician and an artist. Elegant, eclectic, enchanting, he brings you in with melodies that are almost hypnotic. He keeps you in with his talent. Coury manages to do what few artists can: he uses his voice as his instrument. Stripped down to their rawest point, the thing that stands out in his songs is not the production (although always clean) and not the arraignments (which are done masterfully.) It's the ethereal tone of his voice that leaves you speechless. You hit repeat and listen again and again. It's the closest to hypnotized that some of us will ever be.



No word on the official release date of the EP. But snippets and a few full length tracks are available on Coury's website and his myspace.

Wednesday, June 3, 2009

This may be better than the actual trailer - Tia

I laughed SOOOOO hard when Jake shows up shirtless. The reaction from these girls is nothing short of PRICELESS.

Can we please talk about....-Tia

...how I won New Kids on the Block tickets for the show tomorrow night in Atlanta.

You CAN NOT convince me that it's not supposed to be me and Donnie forever.

I mean, come on y'all. After tomorrow night I will have been to every show that has been in or around Atlanta.

Donnie just don't know....

Tuesday, June 2, 2009

For my Twilight fans - Tia

I'm sure if you're any kind of fan you've already watched this a million times and can't wait until November.

I don't think I've ever in my life wanted the summer and fall to be over so badly.

I am going to have to go back and read the book. I feel like I need a refresher after seeing the trailer.

Anywho, if you haven't seen it already, enjoy:
THE TWILIGHT SAGA: NEW MOON trailer in HD