I love her.

I've never had lesbians tendencies. But she's the one.

Oh, Brooklyn.

Williamsburg is the hipster capitol of the World.

What is a hipster, some of you ask [ehem, mom]?

They're here to basically feel like you don't know anything about indie music or art. Sometimes you love them, mostly you're just annoyed by how pretentious they are.

Unless they do create some brilliant piece of art themselves. Such as the wall of lonely socks.

Well played, Williamsburg. Well played.

Song of the Blog: I'm Mister Lonely by Bobby Viton

New music is always welcome.

The best part about living in New York City is the random stuff you get to do and new things you get to discover. My coworker's neighbor was one of the openers for a concert on Friday in Brooklyn and they were one of the most entertaining bands I've ever seen.

Workout.

Then the headliner came on. She's signed to a record, though, unfortunately, I hadn't heard of her until that night. She blew my mind with how versatile and amazing she was.

Nicole Atkins.

Look her up. She's gonna get more and more famous. Because she's awesome.