Cracked out musings

I have not been able to sleep for the past four hours, which sucks tremendously but has also enabled me to think heavy, deep thoughts while couch surfing on topics such as:

• Become reacquainted with VH1's music programming. Whoever drew up the set list for tonight's 3-4 AM music video block needs to be hugged. "High & Dry" by Radiohead, "Trouble" by Coldplay, an old Foo Fighters classic, the Killers' cover (that one Joy Division song I always seem to hear) from the "Control" soundtrack, Feist's "Mushaboom" - good choices, indie-alt intern.
• MTV's throat-shoving marketing ploys. Their latest obsession in Kate Nash is almost too much. Essentially what they do is pick an artist every week they really really like, and then feature them in a commercial about their music every 10 minutes. They did this with Mark Ronson in September, who I love, but by the end of it even I tired of seeing his mug pose with a furry duck. This approach wouldn't be so bad for MTV if you're watching a half hour long program, but I got the luck of watching for two hours. I saw Kate Nash in a coffee shop, chilling with some dinosaur bones, and I think in a park. Hopefully, she is as cute and talented when she comes to popscene on Saturday.
• Conan O'Brien's music talent booker - I want to meet you. Seriously, best taste in music. Hometown boys Two Gallants were on a few months ago, as have been the Decemberists and the Shins. Tonight's guests were Nicole Atkins and the Sea, who I effing adore and wish big things for in '08 and may even get a little gay for (read more here). I absolutely adore her voice and can't wait until she and the Sea tour in SF again.
  
  Time to drink more tea and hopefully hop to bed...