1/10/10

Cold air. Windows down. Fulfilling, eye-opening past few weeks. This song loudly. I need a guitar, that's not connected to an Xbox 360. You can do so much to a song by adding a few chords, Interpol succeeds by their simplicity and the contrast that comes out of it. Speedy full drum part and one-note guitar...cold air, windows down, fulfilling eye opening past few weeks. Yeah, today, my heart swings. But I don't want to take your heart, and I don't want a piece of history, no I don't want to read your thoughts anymore.



I love how this song manages to be uplifting and negative at the same time. Maybe negative isn't always bad. Maybe you need heart-swinging, you need shifting and placement and rearrangement of people, to bring out the most of your own identity.

"Cause I've got a chance for a sweet sane life. I said, I've got a dance and you'll do just fine"

1/10/10

I don't know what I've just said
Was it nasty? Why am I like that?
I could show you a good time
Then you'll know that we are blood-like

I've really caught my leg in a trap this time
Your majesty, can't you see?
I'm a sentimental, partly-mental, I'm a bad friend

Oh I've got a little problem with my own head
But it feels right, it feels like I'm a belly full of dirt
I'm the milk that turned to curds and it feels right

Now stare at the ocean while your friends all drown
We all need to learn to swim anyway

Oh, my darling, hold your head up
Don't you listen? You're my baby girl
Oh, my darling, hold your head up
Don't you listen? You're my baby girl
Oh, my darling, hold your head up
Don't you listen? You're my baby girl
Oh, my darling, hold your head up now

~Blood Like,
Lovedrug, The Sucker Punch Show

I don't think I'd ever be able to write song lyrics as good as Lovedrug's.