“PRAY FOR THE WICKED” Snap Judgments

My friends, in just a few short weeks I will be going to my FIRST EVER Panic! At the Disco concert. And I will be likely going alone because apparently playing kickball is more important than Brendon Freaking Urie. Whatever. More space for my joy. #DontKillMyVibe

Panic released their sixth studio album, “Pray for the Wicked,” today and although I still miss the brilliance of the “A Fever You Can’t Sweat Out” era—I’m still a diehard fan and I am so excited to see them live. I was lucky enough to see Brendon last year when he was on broadway with “Kinky Boots” and I’m sure seeing him in his alt-rock element is going to be a highlight of my life.

I know I will be abusing the replay button on Spotify for this album, but here are my first impression, snap judgments upon first listen…

  1. (Fuck A) Silver Lining

To be honest, I haven’t been a huge fan of this song since it was released a few months ago…I’m warming up to it, but I still think there HAD to be a stronger album opener.
✰✰1/2

2. Say Amen (Saturday Night)

I am still shamelessly in love with this song. And that high note *heart eyes* AND the fact that the video is the prequel to “This is Gospel” and “The Emperor’s New Clothes”…*bows down*
✰✰✰✰1/2

3. Hey Look Ma, I Made It

This is the “Death of a Bachelor” of this album. Heavy on the strings, a tad more lighthearted than their typical fare.
✰✰✰

4. High Hopes

Tied for my favorite song on this album. I’m SO pumped to see this live.
✰✰✰✰✰

5. Roaring 20s

I have a feeling this will be awesome live.
✰1/2

6. Dancing’s Not a Crime

A super fun song, I just have a feeling I’m going to forget about it as soon as it’s over…
✰1/2

7. One of the Drunks

Meh. Probably won’t purchase.

8. The Overpass

Another meh. Probably won’t purchase either.

9. King of the Clouds

This song literally makes me feel like the king of the clouds. It’s so light and airy and what I imagine it would be like being high in song form.
✰1/2

10. Old Fashioned

Another super fun song, but Old Fashioneds are gross. Sometimes I forget how young he was when their first album was released…

11. Dying in LA

This is what my family and friends would refer to as “Kate Music.” Lyrically depressing, acoustic-y piano goodness. If this song is autobiographical, I’m super sad: “Every face along the boulevard is a dreamer just like you. You looked at death in a tarot card and you saw what you had to do…But nobody knows you now, when you’re dying in LA.” Tied with “High Hopes” for my fave song of the album.
✰✰✰✰✰

This entire album feels a little like Britney Spears’ “Lucky.” Someone goes to LA looking for fame and fortune. They make it big and live a life of luxury. But you don’t know that they cry, cry, cry in their lonely heart THINKING IF THERE’S NOTHING MISSING IN MY LIFE, THEN WHY DO THESE TEARS COME AT NIGHT?!

…excuse me now while I go stream Britney all afternoon.

Dear Doctor Friends, Please Stop

Whew. It’s been a hot second since I’ve had a good rant. Did you miss me? And this one has been brewing for a while.

I have a lot of friends in the medical field. Nurses, doctors-to-be, researchers, pharmacists…I’m often the odd one out at parties and large groups of friends. As you all know, I’m also tv fiend. Medical shows aren’t my go-to’s, but I enjoy watching them: Grey’s, The Resident, House, Private Practice, just to name a few. The medical field is also a popular profession for main characters in movies—and why not? They save lives. They’re rich. They’re typically unnaturally good-looking. AKA The Perfect Leads.

So, it will inevitably happen that I’ll be enjoying a beautiful declaration of love from Ashton Kutcher outside of a hospital (No Strings Attached), when the moment is ruined by my friend saying, “That’s such a parking violation. You can’t do that at a hospital. Last week at work….” STOP. You’ve ruined the moment for me.

On Grey’s this season, April had hypothermia and was without a heartbeat for 5+ hours and yet, still woke up fine and without brain damage. Just because I didn’t go to medical school, doesn’t mean that I can’t differentiate between what’s possible and what’s not. I didn’t need the 45-minute diatribe against Shonda Rhimes and the Grey’s writing staff.  What matters is that April DIDN’T die and I’m upset they missed this opportunity to axe her character.

I know that hospital personnel do not frequently bed each other in the on-call room. If a doctor comes to work drunk, they obviously aren’t given a banana bag and told to wait around until their blood work is clean. If a nurse walked in on a doctor screwing a patient, they wouldn’t jump in and make it a threesome. (Ok, SOME might. But let’s be real.) That’s an HR issue. That’s highly unethical. I’m not stupid.

In conclusion, to my “Smart Friends”: Let me have this. From what I can tell from your work stories, your average work day has the potential to be just as boring as mine. I want to watch a show that makes me suspend my disbelief just a little. I want weird medical cases. I want unnecessary drama. I want to watch desperate doctors cut l-vad wires to move their boyfriend up the transplant list.

I love you all—but please shut up. Let me spend an hour gazing at Matt Czuchry in peace.