6/21/11

My theory that computer-chosen music has a way of reading our minds continues to be proven — Good Riddance by Green Day and I Miss You by Blink-182 just came on one after another on Pandora, as I sit here trying to dissect myself from yet one more thing in my life that I thought I knew.

Don't waste your time on me
you're already the voice inside my head
~I Miss You
Blink-182, Blink-182

6/13/11

Woke up too early this morning.
Have listened to the entirety of "Cold Roses."
Amazing idea.

6/12/11

This song is probably in my top 5 of songs that can completely still me and bring me to very certain place. It's brilliant. I wish I knew what all the sounds were in it, what they did to get those slow, drone-like builds, because it's quite beautiful and I can't necessarily identify all of it.



Do you really think you can just put in a safe behind a painting,
lock it up, and leave?
Walk away now,
And you're gonna start a war.
~Start a War
The National, Boxer

6/11/11

There's a lot of kinds of music. There's music that makes you happy or sad, or takes away pain. Music that induces it, like a memory slapping across your face.

It's somehow validating, I think that's why we all like it so much. Like if there's some sort of manifestation of what we feel inside somewhere out there, maybe it's okay. Maybe we're not doing anything wrong. Comforting.

6/8/11

Edit:
I don't care what people say about this album. I think it's pretty great.

"Cotton candy and a rotten mouth
You know you're so fucked up
You know I couldn't help but have it for you

And everybody knows the way I walk
And knows the way I talk
And knows the way I feel about you
It's all a bunch of shit
And there's nothing to do around here
It's totally fucked up
I'm totally fucked up
Wish you were here

And streets that only turn to boulevards
And houses with back yards
and it's raining like hell on the cars
And everybody knows the way I walk
And knows the way I talk
Knows the way I feel about you
It's all a bunch of shit
And there's nothing to do around here
It's totally fucked
I'm totally fucked
Wish you were here

And if I could have my way
We'd take some drugs
And we'd smile
We'd smile
We'd smile
But not tonight, my dear
Wish you were here"

~Wish You Were Here
Ryan Adams, Rock n Roll