I never watch the stars, there’s so much down here

Artist- Lorde
Song of the day- Yellow Flicker Beat

During my air travels i was stopped by the flight attendant while reading "Mockingjay" and was asked how far I was in the book. I snobbishly told him I was merely re-reading it to prepare for the movie, then promptly opened my laptop to watch "catching fire" when the altitude allowed. Now you might ask if I'm embarrassed that my favorite book of all time is Hunger Games? But I would more embarrassley retort on my love of them years before popular opinion and go into commentaries on war and blah blah blah nerd alert stuff. However what is cool as hell is how the latest film got Lorde to "curate" (check out that arty word) the entire soundtrack with other cool ass musicians. And your final question may be how excited am I to see the latest move (TELL ME NOTHING) ? I would cue the street fog and randoms with flashlights and break into an ecstatic red jumpsuit Lorde dance. For all you nerds equally ecstatic, this jams for you.



I’m a princess cut from marble, smoother than a storm.
And the scars that mark my body, they’re silver and gold,
My blood is a flood of rubies, precious stones,
It keeps my veins hot, the fire's found a home in me.
I move through town, I’m quiet like a fight,
And my necklace is of rope, I tie it and untie.

And now people talk to me, but nothing ever hits home
People talk to me, and all the voices just burn holes.
I’m done with it (ooh)

[Chorus:]
This is the start of how it all ends
They used to shout my name, now they whisper it
I’m speeding up and this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
We're at the start, the colours disappear
I never watch the stars, there’s so much down here
So I just try to keep up with the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart

I dream all year, but they’re not the sweet kinds
And the shivers move down my shoulder blades in double time

And now people talk to me, I’m slipping out of reach now
People talk to me, and all their faces blur
But I got my fingers laced together and I made a little prison
And I’m locking up everyone who ever laid a finger on me
I’m done with it (ooh)

[Chorus]

And this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat sparking up my heart
And this is the red, orange, yellow flicker beat-beat-beat-beat

Don't you think that it's boring how people talk

Artist- Lorde
Song of the day- Tennis Court

Lorde fucking rocks! I just had to say it. This is by no means a shocking statement, in fact I'm pretty sure I"m the last person to get on the bandwagon that is Lorde's music. I tried to fight it as long as possible. Very stupidly. In my defense I knew of the persona tabloid of her way before her music and at a glance she seemed like a know it all pop star teenager...and I don't mean at a glance cuz I had no idea what she looked like. In my mind she was what I like to call "emineming" other famous people while looking like a Disney channel made star singing that way to overplayed song in my head. But she won grammys and people wouldn't stop talking about her so I listened to her album and kept saying, "hm yeah I don't get it", but could not stop listening to it, over and over still "not getting it" but unable to play other things. Then when I finally googled her I saw today's clip and remember saying aloud to myself, "she fucking rocks."

Now we all know I love weird but it seemed more than that. she was herself, she danced / twitched how she wanted, she looked how she wanted and she sang and enjoyed her musical creation like no one was watching her. Like she didn't care that everyone was watching her, she just cared about her music. And that's pretty cool for anyone, but at 17 it's mind blowing. It was the first time in probably ever I wished I was young again to have someone like that to look up to. And though it may have taken forever to get there, I look up to her anyway. Plus, girl can write a song, cuz I still can't stop listening to her album. So for all of us weirdos and normals trying to feel confident in our own skin, here's a tip from Lorde.



Don't you think that it's boring how people talk
Making smart with their words again, well I'm bored
Because I'm doing this for the thrill of it, killin' it
Never not chasing a million things I want
And I am only as young as the minute is full of it
Getting pumped up on the little bright things I bought
But I know they'll never own me
(Yeah)

Baby be the class clown
I'll be the beauty queen in tears
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

Pretty soon I'll be getting on my first plane
I'll see the veins of my city like they do in space
But my head's filling up fast with the wicked games, up in flames
How can I fuck with the fun again, when I'm known
And my boys trip me up with their heads again, loving them
Everything's cool when we're all in line for the throne
But I know it's not forever
(Yeah)

Baby be the class clown
I'll be the beauty queen in tears
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

It looked alright in the pictures (yeah)

Getting caught's half of the trip though, isn't it?
I fall apart with all my heart (yeah)
And you could watch from your window (yeah)
[Laughs]
And you can watch from your window

Baby be the class clown
I'll be the beauty queen in tears
It's a new art form showing people how little we care (yeah)
We're so happy, even when we're smilin' out of fear
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)

And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
And talk it up like yeah (yeah)
Let's go down to the tennis court, and talk it up like yeah
(Yeah)