100 Best Artists Of All Time

VH1 made a list of 100 best artists ever. We think they went wrong in many places. Their list can be found here:
http://www.bloginity.com/blog/2010/09/11/vh1-100-greatest-artists-time-worst-list-time/

We deleted some, added some, and rearranged all. It’s not perfect, but it’s the best we could do in 3 hours. Enjoy! Feel free to complain in the comment box.

1. Michael Jackson
2. The Beatles
3. Led Zeppelin
4. Rolling Stones
5. Elvis Presley
6. Jimi Hendrix
7. Prince
8. James Brown
9. Bob Dylan
10. Stevie Wonder
11. David Bowie
12. Bob Marley
13. Queen
14. Elton John
15. Pink Floyd
16. Marvin Gaye
17. Arethra Franklin
18. ZZ Top
19. Paul McCartney
20. Johnny Cash
21. Whitney Houston
22. Tina Turner
23. Beach Boys
24. The Who
25. U2
26. AC/DC
27. Chuck Berry
28. Bruce Springsteen
29. The Clash
30. Neil Young
31. John Lennon
32. Nirvana
33. Radio Head
34. Pearl Jam
35. Sex Pistols
36. Aerosmith
37. The Eagles
38. Guns N’ Roses
39. Red Hot Chili Peppers
40. Al Green
41. Little Richard
42. Billy Joel
43. Peter Gabriel
44. George Michael
45. Van Morrison
46. Janis Joplin
47. Green Day
48. Dolly Parton
49. Van Halen
50. Metalica
51. Tupac
52. Notorious BIG
53. Frank Sinatra
54. Earth Wind and Fire
55. Journey
56. Police
57. Ray Charles
58. The Temptations
59. Usher
60. Kiss
61. Beyonce
62. Jay-Z
63. Justin Timberlake
64. Alicia Keys
65. Creedance Clearwater Revival
66. Iggy & the Stooges
67. Black Sabbath (With Ozzy)
68. Fleetwood Mac
69. Hall and Oates
70. The Allman Brothers
71. NWA
72. Eminem
73. The Suprimes
74. Mariah Carey
75. Celine Dion
76. Beastie Boys
77. Public Enemy
78. Tom Petty & the Heartbreakers
79. Outkast
80. REM
81. The Cure
82. Cheap Trick
83. ABBA
84. Def Leppard
85. The Ramones
86. Lynyrd Skynyrd
87. Run-DMC
88. Rage Against the Machine
89. Bee Gees
90. Otis Redding
91. Curtis Mayfield
92. Steely Dan
93. Talking Heads
94. Depeche Mode
95. The Doors
96. The Pretenders
97. Shania Twain
98. Soundgarden
99. Dire Straits
100. Duran Duran

Facebook Confessions (Katie)

I have a confession about facebook. Actually, I have several.

First and foremost, I stalk you on facebook. Yeah, I didn’t want you to find out this way, but its ok, we’ll both live. There could be several reasons I type your name into the search box and you probably don’t want to know which one applies to you, but you can pick from the following list: I really don’t like you, and seeing how miserable your statuses are makes me smile on the inside – and sometimes on the outside; one of my friends has just changed their relationship status and your name is after “in a relationship with”. It’s pretty cool how facebook gives me a link to go and check you out to make sure my friend isn’t dating a complete psycho. I guess there’s another possibility there: I just want to see what poor soul my friend has lured in this time; I remember you from high school and I want to see where you’ve taken your life; I just met you and your facebook will tell me everything I will ever need to know; OR you just made a REALLY stupid comment on someone’s page, picture, or status and I want to see if you look as stupid as you sound.

Next, you should know that I have different lists I put people on for the Facebook chat – and I’m only online for some of them. Yep. If I wanted to talk to all hundred and something of my friends in one place I’d throw a party. The thing is…I don’t. There are very few people that I want to talk to on facebook. If I really want to have a heartfelt conversation, I’d do it in person. The only nice thing about facebook is I can choose to not respond and there’s nothing you can do about it.

I hate your statuses. Not just playful hate. No, my friend, we are talking full on “I want to throw my computer across the room when I see that you have changed your status” kind of hate. I have even thought about deleting you from my friends list. When I have a good day, or several good days, I just don’t want to see you bitching and crying because you’re tired. I’m tired too but I just don’t think my facebook world is going to care, because, oh yeah, they don’t. Everyone and their mother is tired by the time Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday roll around. I know you’re looking forward to sleeping in because most people do when they’re tired. If you’re going to say something political or philosophical make sure you have no stupid friends that are going to make asses out of themselves by commenting because when I read their comments I stalk them (see the last reason in paragraph 2).

I don’t like you. That’s why I’ve denied your friend request 5 times. I don’t care that we used to talk when we where in 3rd grade. We are grown up now, wake up and realize we were never friends.

You all were thinking it; I just finally wrote it and put it on the internet for all to see.
-Katie

Some Things You Might Not Like (And That’s Okay) - Caitlin

I had a problem in high school that I think many of us had: caring too much about what other people thought. This problem followed me for a long time until several things came together to show me the beauty of individuality. One of these was a quote.

“Be a first rate version of yourself, not a second rate version of someone else.”
- Judy Garland

In the spirit of this paradigm shift (that I relive on a daily basis), I would like to share with you some things about myself that you may just absolutely hate, but that I embrace because they make me different than you. Which I love (no offence).

Speaking of the fact that you may dislike many of the things I like… You are entitled to your individuality just as I am. Your dislike of my most beloved things makes you different, which is awesome! Though some people's opinons, personalities, and attitudes rub me the wrong way, I try to constantly remind myself that it is just another form of individuality. I try to be tolerant. Anyway, feel free to whimper about my taste in music, or not! Whatever it is that you are, just do it.

First and most importantly, I am a Christ follower. Though I grew up in a Christian household I had a hard time with my faith in my adolescence. I discovered it during some hard times during middle school, and have been developing ever since. I call Pathways Church (Uptown, in Denver) my home. Though I cannot always be there, I am in love with it. Nothing has so radically changed my life like that place. God has taken me to some crazy lengths, and though it is hard to follow him, I am still learning, and have a long way to go.

My taste is very eclectic. My walls are covered in random things, and though I tried to theme my room, it came out as a hodgepodge of pastel colors and giraffes on my walls. My clothes range between styles that should not coexist in the same closet. My music taste is just as intense. I thought I had just about all genres covered until a certain someone introduced me to forms of country and electronic music that I ACTUALLY enjoyed. Weird, right?

I am a pack rat, and can’t get rid of most things - either because it may one day in the future be useful, or it has sentimental value.

I love almost all sports. I kind of hate golf (except for put put). I played soccer most of my childhood and still love it. I love football a LOT, and baseball almost just as much. My roommate spurred my current love for basketball and volleyball (since she coaches it).

I overanalyze just about everything. Especially things people say to me, or lack thereof. This usually happens during situations in which a response can be interpreted in several different ways, such as a text or an IM.

Being an English major, I am obsessed with grammar, spelling, and sentence fluency. I don’t correct other people when they speak, that’s ridiculously annoying. However, I do spend a large quantity of my time Googling things such as, “Into vs in to,” or the correct conjugation of certain verbs. If I don’t know how to use a word correctly, I have to find out.

As Katie pointed out to me – I repaint my nails whenever I am avoiding something (specifically homework). I also frolic around the house in dresses I bought for future girl’s nights with Sam (a new and awesome friend). In short, I am a major procrastinator.

The motherload: I LOVE the Twilight Series. I will not hide it. I can’t actually; it just gushes out of me. I can’t bring myself to buy identical clothing to the actors or shake and scream like the girls on TV, but I enjoyed reading the series in high school. I have all of the movies so far, and have seen them more times than I can count.

I will conclude with a few of my favorite music selections.

Caitlin’s Bath Time Playlist of the Day:

Loud Pipes by Ratatat
Sleepyhead by Passion Pit
Run by Vampire Weekend
Islands in the Stream by Constantines and Feist

:)

- Caitlin

We Hate CU (Caitlin and Katie)

We had a single reason to not like Boulder before the Rocky Mountain Showdown: We go to CSU, and they are Boulder. Simple as that. You are conditioned to not like the city, the people, or the school. Anyone who goes there is a dirty hippie who smokes weed any chance they get. The town is dirty and smells. CU is subpar in a lot of ways to CSU. Hell, Boulder is subpar in a lot of ways to Fort Collins. We are very proud rams, but our pride took a beating on Saturday. We’ll get to that, though.

Pregame: We printed our sacred tickets, picked our outfits our and watched TV. Then we stayed up late doing important things like painting our nails, making brownies, and then eating the brownies. Caitlin had a mishap with some nonstick spray and the kitchen floor, which ended with her face first onto the stove clinging on to the batter bowl for dear life. Nonstick spray lives up to its name. It definitely makes sure your feet do not stick to the floor. We debated about what time to leave for the game due to the fact that we were still up at 2 am and in the end decided to get up at god awful 7 am and head down by 8:30 am.

Drive down: We got up, ate, and packed our bags. The drive wasn’t so bad until we came across 3 buses of CU students. It was obvious that we were CSU students because we were decked out in green. We were then flipped off continuously for the next 20 minutes. We have never seen so many middle fingers. Katie can’t lie; she did give a couple back. Once we found a parking lot that looked like it had some CSU fans it in, we parked and started our hike to Invesco Field where we met up with Caroline and Konnor.

Game time: We ended up all the way in the upper bowl where we could see the entire field. Then, we proceeded to break out the body paint. Caitlin got some green war pain on her face and then put a green handprint on her shoulder, her arm, legs and her stomach. Caroline stuck with just green bars on her cheeks. Katie got CSU on one cheek and RAM on the other. (There wasn’t enough room for the S to make RAM plural.) Then she painted a giant CSU on her stomach. The game started out innocently enough, and then we found out at about halftime, we had little to stand and cheer about. It was 0-14 by the half, CU had blocked a kick before to keep us at 0. Eventually we did get some points on the board, 3 of them. Yep! That’s all! THREE! The final score was 3-24. None of the student body was walking out with a big ego, or a false sense of how good our football team was. It was not a close game where we could still talk trash. It was a clear cut win for CU (yes that hurt to type). However, CU felt it necessary to still be rude. Actually rude doesn’t even describe it.

As we were walking out, silent, a CU girl had the nerve to come up and talk trash to us right outside the stadium. Then just as we were almost to the car, we came across a CSU student who was covered in blood. He had been assaulted, out of the blue, by a CU student who felt it necessary to pound in the win (no pun intended).

Now we have more reasons to not just dislike CU, but to HATE them. Now we understand why everyone was so tense and angry last year when they came into our gym causing problems during basketball. Fort Collins is our home. Here are our reasons:

1. The overwhelming smell of pot on campus

2. Everyone is a terrible driver coming out of Boulder.

3. 2 words: dirty hippies

4. You are all rich. Really. But you dress like you can’t afford anything but a paper bag because apparently that’s cool.

5. Obviously a bunch of trust fund babies who have nothing better to do with Mommy and Daddy’s money than to waste it on beer and bongs

6. CSU is superior in a lot of our schools. Where CU’s med school almost lost accreditation

7. You can chill with Cam. Ralphie will trample you.

8. Our band was WAY better.

9. Being the number 1 party school for so many years isn’t really something to be proud of

10. The fans are jerks

The last one is super important. Like Caitlin said, they can burn their brain cells our all they want and we can just be better than them, but when you get mean over an obvious win, then you fall into the “we hate you” category. There was a dirty hit in the 4th quarter and their fans couldn’t tell when enough was enough.

Now to complain about our own team: Come on. REALLY?! We spent $27 on a ticket, $15 on paint, gas money, food, drinks, and risked our lives getting in and out of the stadium and you couldn’t even show up and play a little?!?!?!?!?!? We have AWFUL tan lines (look at the pictures). We were really supportive of you the WHOLE game but give me a break. Our aching burns are worth more than 3 points.

-A Very Burned Caitlin And Katie