9/27/12

I thought to myself today: Why be so hard on yourself? The world will inevitably abuse you in its own, fortuitous way.

Like the trauma after a car crash and the hard roll onto the pavement, the damage is less severe if you just let it happen.

This is the kind of mood instrumental post-rock is for. The tempo changes, the layers, the crescendos that erupt in cymbals and resonate in high-pitched melodies...we glimpse into something greater when there's nothing but sound to tell the story, and god this would sound so good on real speakers right now.

9/25/12

Probably the best use of garden-variety keyboard beats I've seen ever maybe.



Also, shaker egg! Really fantastic harmonies. Easy to love, sort of makes you want to dance. But beneath all the twirling auxiliary, and those wonderful mandolin strings, there's a really lovely song, an assertive, berated yet dignified love letter. Something very 19th century about it that is refreshing, charming.

It's a well-crafted structure, in the sense it's very even and that's not something everyone can do, as it can be tough to find the right words that are also the right number of syllables and rhyme enough. Sure I love something asymmetrical, that's certainly interesting, but something this steady is simple, and simple works more often than not.

Some friends of mine played with these guys back home last night. Interesting in checking out their album...would've been so cool to see that show! Alas.

"When I was a boy of nine
I loved you with all my mind,
all my heart, all my soul,
Love me now or lose it all.

Your sister Jean and Anne Marie
say that you're in love with me.
Is there something I can't see?
Love me now or leave me be.

Down by the river on past the creek,
all me way to Widow's Peak,
proclaimed my love but you didn't speak,
love me now or hold your peace.

The baker and the butcher's wife
say you lead a lonely life,
need a man to stand beside,
love me now or stand aside.

Darling, it's so plainly true,
even I get lonely too.
When my heart is set on you,
love me now or leave me."
~Boy of Nine
Buxton, Nothing Here Seems Strange

9/23/12

Someone explain to me how it is the the 23rd of September in the year 2012. I just don't understand how fast time can move. It is beyond comprehension.

So this happened today. It's a little rough, the angle is not exceptionally flattering, but how fun it was! Something to remind me I still remember what it's like to feel creative, hence I have something to wake up in the morning for:

You should tell me if you liked it. Feedback of all types not unwelcome.

9/20/12

For whatever reason, I've been on a huge The Starting Line kick lately. Whenever they come up on the iPod, I'm like "Sure, OK, let's go with this."

Interesting to me I haven't blogged on them before? Because "Say It Like You Mean It" is such a fantastic mainstay, but ya know, I only get around to this every so often. But I've been a huge kick lately, every TSL song on shuffle has made me stop (And yes, OK, I jam out to "Island." You caught me. It's the only track of "Direction" that makes the cut, though).

This one, though, particularly I love, short and sweet as it is:


Love the beat, love the phrasing, love the concept. Straight-the-fuck-up. Love that goodbyes can be so upbeat.

It gets it all in one. Loved. Unloved. Circumstance, Inspired. And so it goes.

"Lead on,
to keep our feelings strong,
and make me still believe
our page is one and the same
Our ways will separate tonight.

You say if we were to wait.
Some things just might be changed.
I say that I dont have the strength
to fuel a burning flame.
Speak to me,
What can I say, we just live too far away.
That's a shame that love can't make you stay.
Sweet thing,
I hope that you know I'm wondering where you are.
You say this could work someday,
When you and I both know this is the end.

Leave me the way it has to be,
excuse my poor excuse.
Tell me that insecurities
are what drove me to you.
And everyday I compare your face
from sweet beginnings to your bitter end...
Sweet thing,
I hope that you know I'm wondering where you are.
You say this could work someday,
when you and I both know this is the end.
Let me let go...

Sweet thing,
I hope that you know I'm wondering where you are
You say this could work someday,
When you and I both know this is the end."
~Hello Houston

The Starting Line, Say It Like You Mean It

9/18/12

One thing about recklessness, it's not always aggressive. Sometimes it's quiet. Despondent. A little hopeless.



"Gonna burn the town
if you lie to me.
Gonna set it off,
oh baby, I was blind to see.
Talk me down,
I'll find my wings,
a big bad soul,
Some say that it's the end of me.

And I tell myself, it's not following me,
Break me out of here, cause it's blinding me.
Lie to me baby, don't you lie to me
Nothing's gonna change if you wait to save me.

When the world is down
And fast asleep,
They can't break us now,
Nobody's here for you or me.
I'm half way gone,
Don't want to be alone,
I'll burn the town,
I'll find you if you want to be found.

And I tell myself thye're not following me,
Break me out of here, cause it's blinding me.Lie to me baby, don't you lie to me,
Nothing's gonna change if you wait to save me.

And I tell myself, it's not following me,
Break me out of here, cause it's blinding me.
Lie to me baby, don't you lie to me,
Nothing's gonna change if you can't, can't save me."

~Burn This Town 

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