Some South By

"Hey- This is Lauren Singer with Indie911 here at South by SouthWest in the live music Capital of the World Austin, Tx...."





Ill start from the beginging. So, thanks to Beth and her craigslist obsession I was forwarded a posting to audition for this show thats coming to Austin during SXSW. I really didnt have much information so I sent this guy a sassy coverletter and my resume. He quickly responded and told me to meet him at this bar to do a mock interview on camera as an audition. A couple beers later I rocked the interview and left the bar feeling confident. At this point I really really wanted the gig, I felt like it would be a great opportunity for me to see if A) I like being on camera and B) to seriously network myself. However, seeing how the competetion was fierce I tried not to get my hopes up to high.... But then I got call saying I was goin to be one of the host for the show. I kinda freak out- I mean I really freaked out... I did this lil' dance and screamed right there in the Target parking lot.

So for the past five days I have been living life in what some might call the "fast lane." I was surrounded by sex, drugs, and rock- Sixth street was filled with lights, camera, and some serious action. My job was to interview indie artist, I was supposed to get them to talk about their new albums, musical influences, creative inspirations- basically hold a bullshit conversation for about 10 minutes. I think I hosted about 50 interviews in total, which was like WAY intense. I interviewed some famous guys like Asop Rock and RJD2 but mostly I talked groups that I had no idea existed.



I have to say I worked harder this week than I have in my whole entire life. No all nighter in college or previous job has ever worked me so hard. Besides the whole glamourous rock n roll thing I was running all over downtown, interviewing, calling people, organizing schedules, shmoozing, texting, smiling, greeting, directing, producing, and then of course tryin to look my cutest on camera. Each day I found myself having a cocktail by noon and not stopping until the day was over around 11 PM- 11 hours of drinking = one cranky biatch by the end of it..





Dont get my wrong- I had a BLAST doing this. I got to see some amazing shows like Polyphonic Spree, Via Audio, Kings of Leon, and Julius C. I even shot the shit with rockstars like Wayne from the Flamming Lips, the lead singer guy from Janes Addiction, and achum- KIRSTEN DUNST.



Reporting Live from Hangover City this is Lauren Singer...

I Heart Austin

So lately I have had this hankering for leaving Austin, to you know, explore, see what else is out there. But then I go and have a ridicuously amazing day and I ask myself why would I ever consider leaving this place?



Spring has come and boat season has begun. Me, my girls, and of course the number one stunna Josh PLUS the lake EQUALS omg why is my life so freakin awesome. You get out to the boat and its like you leave your worries and responsibilites on land and have the best day ever. Something about the sun and the unlimited supply of cold beverages makes you feel so amazing. Sometimes I feel like im on an MTV video- the pod jams some seriously good tunes, sun shining, girls dancing in bikinis, wakeboard tricks, hair blowing in the wind, tan lines, digi cameras capturing the moment, laughing, swimming and what not- I really couldnt ask for a better day.









I almost feel guilty when people ask how my day was? cause all I can say is- my day? my has been f-ing AMASING, I went on the boat! However, there is always an end to an ecstacy ride, the moment you get off the boat its like reality slaps you in the face, there actually is a real world out there.



Dont get me wrong, I am completely aware that other cities are great and fabulous and hold a ton of opportunitiees- but will I ever be as happy as I am here somewhere else? To leave Austin for a minute, live somewhere else, then just come right back here- im so confused. It would be silly to stay here for the rest of my life, I would totally regret not living somewhere else for a bit. I guess I do want to get out of Austin- go abroad, Cali, wherever but I do know that I will no doubt end up back here.

For now, in my attempt to figure myself out and where I want to end up, I will continuing playing.





Anything I do I'll be happy, I know this. I wont do anything that makes me cry, makes me stressed or angry- there are too many options that can avoid that. I know one day Ill have to suck it up and get a 9-5 but now at this point in my life I will avoid it like the plague. This is the only time in my life where I can get as many odd jobs as I want. I know I am not making any substantial start to a real career path which scares me a bit, but Im happy, and isnt that really all that matters?



Happy Birthday Pev- it was a weekend that truely wont be forgotten.

Something Other Than Petty Drama

When we were little we thought we were invincible. There were no responisbilities, no worries, no decisions- I mean my mom cut the crust off my sandwhiches until I left for college. Its like we were all rushing to get older and now I would do anything for a MIP. Now that im 23 with a UT degree I feel like more responisbilities have been put on my plate than I can handle- but then I take a look around....

A Planned Parenthood Experience:



Today I went in to the Planned Parenthood to get the vaccine Guardasil- something every lady should invest in. I went to this place for convenience really, I dont have a doctor in Austin and they provide the shot at the same price at any other clinic. When I got to the building which was situated in the middle of the Mexico a panic attack overcame me. I walk in the door and not only was I afraid of shotbut just sitting in the waiting room made me feel like I was going to contract the HIV. While waiting I made friends with a sweet girl and her 2 year old baby- she was a single mother and 15 years old at most, sad. Finally after what felt like 3 years of waiting I got called to the back. The nurse asked me more questions concerning my medical history and I when she couldnt pronounce the word "hypersensitivity" my panic feeling turned hysterical. Is this place really licensed to give medical advice? I was then asked to wait in the closet of an office for the doctor to come see me. I tired to keep my eyes closed and fan myself with a SIDA pamplet but the closed doors made me closterphobic so the nurse came in to give me a paper bag to control me from hyperventalating. Trying my hardest just not to look at the filthy room I glanced down and found a rat trap in the corner, there was peanut butter slabbed on the biggest rat trap I have ever seen. I quickly alerted the nurse that I was not doing ok and WTF was that trap about, but quickly told me to calm down and not to worry cause there was another one right behind me so the rat cant get me. I cried, I cried really hard. Then I started to hallucinate that rats were running around the room- this just made me cry harder. I WANT MY SHOT AND I WANT TO GET THE F OUT OF THIS DELAPETATED SHACK OF A BUILDING- FOR THE LOVE OF GOD. So finally Cynthia the doctor strolls in, the nicest lady really, but with needle at hand I wanted to slap her and run, but I stayed brave. She stuck me, I screamed, I cried and when it was all over I demanded a band aid. She tried to argue that it wasnt necessary but I still demanded the bandaid. So now I am 1 out of 3 shots down to preventing me from the 4 critical strands of HPV, this means that in 6 months (November 2007) I will not contract the 4 strands of HPV that cause cervical cancer- so in the meantime I could still contract this awful disease and the $500 I have invested would be completely wasted. Statistics say that 95% of the American population have some strand of HPV. 8 out of 10 woman have it and give this virus to guys. It not only NOT harmful to the guys, the carriers of this epedemic, but they show no symptoms and they CANNOT BE TESTED. They are clueless that they are infecting girls all over the country. Scary.

Human Papilloma Virus:
There are more than 100 different human papilloma viruses (HPVs). They cause a variety of warts and other conditions and can remain in the system for life. Studies suggest that as many as three- quarters of adults in the U.S. have been infected with at least one type of HPV. About 40 of these HPVs are genital and affect sexual and reproductive organs. A few casue genital warts, but most genital HPV infections are not visible and have no symptoms. Some of these cause cancer of the cervix, vulva, penis, anus, or vagina. Ever year, more than five million Americans are newly infected with genital HPVs- about 20 million woman and men are now infected.

Common Symptoms:
-warts appear on the genital, in the urethra, in the anus, or in the throat
-genital warts are soft to the touch, may look like miniature CAULIFLOWER florets, and often itch
-untreated genital warts can grow to block the openings of the vagina, anus, or throat and become quite uncomfortable

This little lecture IS meant to scare everyone who reads it. I strongly suggest you get this vaccine as soon as you can. Its so imperative for us to take care of our bodies and if three shots can prevent cancer causing warts- be smart about it.

Even after this traumatising experience, I now wish to volunteer at the Planned Parenthood- and after that I want to save the world.

Episode 2

"I love Birthdays"

Birthdays are great- like really great....






BIRTHDAY BIRTHDAY BIRTHDAY- a reason for streamers, cake, presents, hats, dinner, smiles, shots, lap dances, friends, naps, attention, fun, loud music, late night, and of course conflict. The birthday party package includes: dinner, badass presents, and of course some serious drinking. There is something about celebrating someone else's existence that really gets the party started. A tonight the main focus was BETH





Birthdays- the day where you can pretty much do anything you wish, its like your get out of jail free card. There needs no thought before the action, no please o thank yous, no one can expect anything from you cause well, its yo brfday. Its a day where your facebook wall overflows with posts, your text messages ding obnoxiously, and your vmail is full of good day wishes.


Why cant everyday be a birthday? I mean what if it was the other way around- like everyday you get to celebrate you, the birth of you- parties, fun, attention and then on your actually birthday you have to go and pray or fast to actually appreciate the day you were born, i mean i could use 364 days of me.... uch that was retarded-



So back to the party. The air was chilly and the mood was zestful, the aura at 1609 was spewing with good times. The only drama goin' down at this house was what song to play from the ipod. Club Prague was on the agenda- it was a new bar and well I dont think it made the top 10. Dont get me wrong, we had a wild time me and a posse of 30 but the scene was TRASH. I think i got groped by 4 men and a lady just on my way to restroom- GROSS, hands off. But the drinks were strong and Fergie was playing so no complaints really.









All n All birthdays are fun...