Monday, February 1, 2010

2/1/10 - 2/2/10

My iPod on shuffle takes me so many places, keeps lines and riffs and moments stuck in my head. Their only purpose for being connected, somehow noted of their influence, is that they connected to me.

back to where we started, losing who we were
everybody knows that you'd break your neck to keep your chin up
~Chin Up
Copeland, You Are My Sunshine

wake up, you're alive, we're on your side
~Everything Starts Where It Ends
Lovedrug, Everything Starts Where It Ends

now, in the deep and down
your heart moves
now, in the deep and down
i don't know how but i know i want out
wait for something better,
will I know when it can be us?
~Clarity
Jimmy Eat World, Clarity

freeze your blood and then stab into me
stab your blood into me, and then
~Night On The Sun
Modest Mouse, Everywhere and His Nasty Parlour Tricks

i can't believe how you looked at me
with your James Dean glossy eyes
~Speechless,
Lady Gaga, The Fame

since i've been loving you
i'm about to lose my worried mind
~Since I've Been Loving You
Led Zeppelin, Led Zeppelin III

Wake up! Say good morning to that sleepy person lying next to you
If there's no one there, then there's no one there, but at least the war is over
It's us - yes, we're back again, here to see you through, 'til the days end
And if the night comes, and the night will come, well at least the war is over
~In Our Bedroom After The War
Stars, In Our Bedroom After The War

This plane is definitely crashing
This boat is obviously sinking
This building's totally burning down
And my, and my
And my heart has slowly dried up
~Shit Luck
Modest Mouse, The Lonesome Crowded West



Love shuffle. It's really great. For some reason, I can't figure out how to get "Genius" to work on my iTunes. If anyone can tell me how, that'd be great, because I hear good things. I'm just an idiot when it comes to upgrades. Anyway, shuffle is fun; sometimes I play a game where I leave it on and make myself listen to whatever I put on there, no skipping.

My only regret is my inability to remember what order I heard what songs/what was good about it -- for some reason, I find that significant in my undenying love for shuffle.

Tuesday, January 26, 2010

1/26/10

sky black and blue
blue turned to red
it's quiet in the streets now
it's screaming in your head

i ain't a fool
i've got my doubts
say it doesn't hurt
doesn't matter anyhow
anyhow

saying hey you're bleeding for nothing
it's hard to breathe when you're standing on your own
we'll kill ourself to find freedom
you'll kill yourself to find anything at all


~hey now
augustana, can't love, can't hurt

Monday, January 25, 2010

1/25/10

And I know I'm not the only one who loves this record. More Jimmy Eat World, forever and always. Where so many artists lose their appeal with fads and you just get out of touch with their work, this band proves to me that I can only love them more.


And when I watch that, I can't help but wanna sing the harmonies. So good. I really noticed the guitar parts in this recording and kinda loved 'em.

Not to mention "Dizzy," an unbelievable addition to the heartbreaking songs this band can write. If everything I meant to you, you can lick and seal and fold into then I've been so blind

And in many ways, the reasons this blog is here is because when I don't know what to do anymore, I find heartbreaking songs. Dizzy ends, Clarity begins, I have common usage errors to study for class, and just like that finding the right music gets my day back where it should be. Moving forward.

1/25/10

Cheer up, honey I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with silvery stuff
Honey kisses clouds of fluff
Shoulders shrugging off

Cheer up, honey I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with radio cures
Electronic surgical words

Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen

Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable

Cheer up, honey I hope you can
There is something wrong with me
My mind is filled with silvery stars
Honey kisses clouds of love

Picking apples for the kings and queens of things I've never seen

Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable
Oh, distance has no way of making love understandable

Cheer up, honey I hope you can


-Radio Cure,
Wilco, Yankee Hotel Foxtrot

Saturday, January 23, 2010

1/23/10

"O, the blood and the treasure
And then losing it all
The time that we wasted
And the place where we fall

Will we wake in the morning
And know what it was all for?
Up in our bedroom after the war"


-The Beginning After the End,
Stars, In Our Bedroom After the War

"The pleasure part
The after shock
The moment that
It takes the fall apart

The time we have
The task at hand
The love it takes
To destroy a man

The ecstasy
The being free
That big black cloud
Over you and me

And after that
The upward fall
And worry angels
After all"


--The Night Starts Here,
Stars, In Our Bedroom After the War

"Slick girls and sick boys and
Each one lining up to take him home
They hold tight, their coin and
They pray no one has to see them fall

I'm there yeah, I serve them
The one with the empty looking eyes
Come closer, you'll see me
The face that is used to telling lies"

-Take Me To the Riot
Stars, In Our Bedroom After the War


"In Our Bedroom After the War" is amazing. I just think it's really well-written, the parts make so much sense. It's not without it's moments of cheese or drama, kind of like a musical or I guess a lot of indie pop. But it's good to get that in there.