We get distracted by the dreams of our own But nobody's happy while feeling alone

Artist- Nickel Creek
Song of the day- Reasons Why

As I was sitting in the park today this guy who looked like your average outdoors guy in shorts, a backpack and juice bottle, sat down next to me and asked me what there was to do in Chicago during the day. I answered with no brilliant ideas he hadn't heard before, though he didn't seem to even care about what I said as he dove into his recent life predicament of dying on a hospital table, suing the hospital, being at odds with his family, losing his job and looking for a place to live. I didn't really understand most of it but kept asking questions cuz he seemed like he wanted to talk about it. He had been traveling for the last month to Europe and Asia and various beaches. He told me how he wasted so much time on his career and after almost or I guess dying he just wanted to do what made him happy, what he did on the few days of vacation he had, travel and surf. As we talked I couldn't get over how lost and lonely he seemed. He didn't know what he'd do next, what would happen, but right now he just traveled, asked people of things to do. It was sad and kind of a respectable thing to hear. It reminded me of this song, of how so many of us are just roaming, stumbling through countless mistakes in search for something worth living for. I thought about telling him what I found, what I live for, and maybe I should have, but as I watched him walk down the lake alone passing people and families laughing and playing in the water I hoped what he was looking for would find him. My hope is the same for you today and everyday.


Nickel Creek - Reasons Why
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Where am I today, I wish that I knew
'Cause looking around there's no sign of you
I don't remember one jump or one leap
Just quiet steps away from your lead

I'm holding my heart out but clutching it too
Feeling this sort of a love that we once knew
I'm calling this home when it's not even close
Playing the role with nerves left exposed

Standing on a darkened stage
Stumbling through the lines
Others have excuses
But I have my reasons why

We get distracted by the dreams of our own
But nobody's happy while feeling alone
And knowing how hard it hurts when we fall
We lean another ladder against the wrong wall

And climb high to the highest rung
To shake fists at the sky
While others have excuses
I have my reasons why

With so much deception
It's hard not to wander away
It's hard not to wander away
It's hard not to wander away

Yes the answer lies within, so why not take a look now?

Artist- Cat Stevens
Song of the day- On the road to find out

I remember listening Cat Stevens or more accurately / recently Yusuf Islam riding in the car with my dad, which spurred most of my love for the 70-80s genre, but I truly fell in love with his music the same time I fell in love with one of my favorite movies "Harold and Maude" in which he wrote all the songs. And as I was watching the film again tonight this song in particular played louder to me. Earlier (after seeing "Eat, Pray, Love") my friend Sarah asked me if I thought people had to go on "journeys" to find themselves...she said it in a much more eloquent and less cliche way as I just did. My immediate answer was yes, cuz that's how I did. Something about leaving home and going to surroundings that are somewhat foreign to you, whether college or Bali with a guru and hot men. But we both wondered why that was? If it depended on the person? If you could learn the same things and never leave home? This song made me rethink a bit. How change and knowledge and who we are all comes from within us all along. Then I wonder why in the getting away do we find something so special? It's an interesting question. What do you think? Either way here's to all of us at home or miles away from it, all of us still on the road to find out.



Well I left my happy home to see what I could find out
I left my folk and friends with the aim to clear my mind out
Well I hit the rowdy road and many kinds I met there
Many stories told me of the way to get there

So on and on I go, the seconds tick the time out
There's so much left to know, and I'm on the road to find out

Well in the end I'll know, but on the way I wonder
Through descending snow, and through the frost and thunder

Well, I listen to the wind come howl, telling me I have to hurry
I listen to the robin's song saying not to worry

So on and on I go, the seconds tick the time out
There's so much left to know, and I'm on the road to findout

Then I found myself alone, hopin' someone would miss me
Thinking about my home, and the last woman to kiss me, kiss me

But sometimes you have to moan when nothing seems to suit yer
But nevertheless you know you're locked towards the future

So on and on you go, the seconds tick the time out
There's so much left to know, and I'm on the road to findout

Then I found my head one day when I wasn't even trying
And here I have to say, 'cause there is no use in lying, lying

Yes the answer lies within, so why not take a look now?
Kick out the devil's sin, pick up, pick up a good book now

Oh, what good is it to live with nothing left to give Forget but not forgive, not loving all you see

Artist- Coldplay
Song of the day- Swallowed in the Sea

I knew this guy a few years ago, the kind of guy you don't believe really exists till you meet him. And not just in the "good man is hard to find" kind of way but I remember being actually surprised by him. It was his passion for life and for God and for people that was so shocking. Unless you know him or his story it's hard to describe. To him each day, each moment was this amazing adventure that God was leading him on. Every person to cross his path he saw as a gift and would immediately cherish them, dive into their lives, genuinely curious about who they were. He lead a group of us through India and I would often see him on a crowded Kolkata bus laughing and talking with random strangers. He would come back with new friends all the time and so nonchalantly bring up God to anyone. I've toured mosques in Bangladesh with him as he sat with the most devout Muslim's joking and taking pictures, I've been detained at border crosses waiting for him for hours where I was certain we were about to be kicked out of a country or arrested only to see him leaving shaking hands and smiling with officials. He tours the world meeting people on his way just going on adventures with God and it's a kind of faith that inspires and scares me and leaves me with a desire to do the same. I remember trips on day long train rides he would borrow my ipod and tell me how he constantly listened to this one song and how beautiful it was in the way it painted love. And I have to say to this day I still don't fully understand this song, but can't stop thinking about it. I think it was the smile in his face I remember, it was the same smile he would get when talking about his future wife. He hadn't met her yet, but knew God had something amazing in store for Him like He always does. And I haven't really talked to my friend Benji in ages but I saw his wedding picture today after he married his wife just yesterday. And it was that same smile. That same excitement for life and love and God. So here's to my inspiring friend and everyone on making life an adventure I so often take for granted. Make it an exciting one today.



You cut me down a tree and brought it back to me
And that's what made me see where I was going wrong
You put me on a shelf and kept me for yourself
I can only blame myself, you can only blame me

And I could write a song a hundred miles long
Well that's where I belong and you belong with me
And I could write it down or spread it all around
Get lost and then get found or swallowed in the sea

You put me on a line and hung me out to dry
Darling, that's when I decide to go see you
You cut me down to size and opened up my eyes
Made me realize what I could not see

And I could write a book, the one they'll say that shook the world
And then it took, it took it back from me
And I could write it down or spread it all around
Get lost and then get found and you'll come back to me
Not swallowed in the sea

And I could write a song a hundred miles long
Well, that's where I belong and you belong with me
The streets you're walking on, a thousand houses long
Well, that's where I belong and you belong with me
Oh, what good is it to live with nothing left to give
Forget but not forgive, not loving all you see
Oh, the streets you're walking on a thousand houses long
Well, that's where I belong and you belong with me
Not swallowed in the sea

You belong with me, not swallowed in the sea
Yeah, you belong with me

I love it all so much I call I want you back

Artist- Local Natives
Song of the day- Airplanes

Today I bought tickets for this concert and am oh so excited. I find so many things about their sound interesting and have had a soft spot for drum taps since my junior high snare drum days, and for some reason boy harmonies make me extra giddy. But as I listen to today's song over and over, it also makes me miss my grandma a lot. The video reminds me of cleaning out their house after she passed (minus the weird picture vomit at the end), and so many of the lyrics make me remember how amazing her life was and how amazing she was to me. She was the first person to think my weirdness was something special and I don't think I knew the word "creative" till she told me. She encouraged everything I tried even when I did it badly. She had so much to do with my "artsy" side and indirectly down the line led me to nursing. Every time I sit with a patient I can't help but think of how I wish I sat with her in her hospital room more, how a part of me is still trying to make up for my fears and mistakes as a teenager. So here's to those we've lost, we want, and long to see again.



The desk where you sit inside of a
frame made of wood
I keep those chopsticks you had from when
you taught abroad in Japan

I love it all so much
I call
I want you back

I did not know you as well
as my father knew you
every question you took the
time to sit and look it up in the
encyclopedia

I love it all so much
I call I want you back

It sounds like we
would of had a great deal to say
to each other
I bet when I leave
my body for the sky the wait will
be worth it

Don't you know heartaches are heroes when their pockets are full

Artist- Rosanne Cash
Song of the day- Seven Year Ache

My dear Wisconsin roommate Holly who has a bigger passion for country music than this Texan could ever possibly have, likes to educate me that good country music does in fact exist as I like to find reasons it doesn't...*cough Matt Kennon cough*. Recently we've been staying up past 1 in the morning musically dueling and tonight discovered our equal love for this song. Before I knew of Rosanne Cash or even appreciated the entire Cash heritage, today's song was one of the first I ever learned on guitar thanks to my totally hip Old Town School of Folk music teacher. But it also reminded me of my kick ass missionary friend Becky who I was texting with. She's had a hella crazy year and keeps pushing through to do amazing things on a daily basis, while having to carry around alot of tough stuff. So this one's for you D.B. (minus the not being a man or bar hopper) and anyone else out there carrying around some worldly aches. Your kind of strength makes me awestruck!



You act like you were just born tonight
Face down in a memory but feeling all right
So who does your past belong to today?
Baby, you don't say nothing when you're feeling this way

The girls in the bars thinking, "who is this guy?"
But they don't think nothing when they're telling you lies
You look so careless when they're shooting that bull
Don't you know heartaches are heroes when their pockets are full

Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
See what else your old heart can take
The boys say, "when is he gonna give us some room"
The girls say, "god I hope he comes back soon"

Everybody's talking but you don't hear a thing
You're still uptown on your downhill swing
Boulevard's empty, why don't you come around?
Baby, what is so great about sleeping downtown?

Splitting your dice to be someone you're not
You say you're looking for something you might've forgot
Don't bother calling to say you're leaving alone
'Cause there's a fool on every corner when you're trying to get home

Just tell 'em you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
See what else your old heart can take
The boys say, "when is he gonna give us some room"
The girls say, "god I hope he comes back soon"

Tell me you're trying to cure a seven-year ache
See what else your old heart can take
The boys say, "when is he gonna give us some room"
The girls say, "god I hope he comes back soon"

But please come down from that cloud you're sitting on

Artist- Matt Costa
Song of the day- Mr. Pitiful

I'm thinking if nursing school doesn't work out I'd like to take up Costa's brilliant idea in this video...though carrying a base drum on my back could take it's toll. Plus I love the jollyness of this song amidst a bad situation. Like how sometimes even when you're mad at someone or fighting with someone, but just miss them so much and just need them in your life, you wanna look past and not care about whatever bad might be going on, just to get back to the good jolly times you share. So here's to those people that drive us mad sometimes but we're always driven to them.



Oh Mr. Pit, oh Mr. Pit, Mr. Pitiful
Who let you down?
Who let you down?
Who let you down?

You still don't believe, you don't believe
You don't believe, and your grievances show
When your soapbox unfolds

But please come down from that cloud you're sitting on
I don't expect you to admit that you were wrong

I just want to know how you've been
It don't make me feel bad that we're still friends
Mulling it all over in my head
I hope that you see through your picket
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
To make amends
And still be friends, still be my friend

So where did you go? Where did you go?
Where did you go while I was out?
While I was out? While I was out?
Well I don't believe, I don't believe
I don't believe everything I see
And if you don't like the movie then quit acting

But please come down from that cloud you're sitting on
I don't expect you to admit that you were wrong

I just want to know how you've been
It don't make me feel bad that we're still friends
Mulling it all over in my head
I hope that you see through your picket
I hope that you see through your big yard and white picket fence
To make amends
And still be friends, still be friends

Still be my friend

Lift you up, every time, everyone, ooo, pulls a way

Artist- The clash at demonhead / Metric
Song of the day- Black Sheep

Reason #127 why Metric is amazing I discovered today when seeing the film dear to my geeky heart, "Scott Pilgrim vs The Universe". I immediately loved this song the most, which my friend informed me later was in fact written by Metric. If you haven't seen the movie yet / read the comics, today's song might spoil some twists or just not make sense. But just go with it's fantastic-ness. This song and movie is a lot about your past catching up with you, your past shaping you, and how the people in the past shape you and your future. It's interesting to think about all the people in your life, some still in your life, some never to be heard from again but had so much input (whether good or bad) into who you are now. What we take from other people, why we pull away from people, why people pull away from us. I could perhaps dive into this black hole of thought for hours and receive lots of emotional punches in the face...or I can just enjoy the metaphorical action punches this delightful story gives. So here's to our pasts, other peoples pasts, and all the baggage we so love to fight through. Kick it's ass and move on to the next level of awesomeness!

Scott Pilgrim vs. The World - 'Black Sheep' Music Video from Louis S on Vimeo.

Hello again, friend of a friend, I knew you when
Our common goal was waiting for the world to end
Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend
You crack the whip, shape-shift and trick the past again

Send you my love on a wire
Lift you up, every time, everyone, ooo, pulls away, ooo
From you oo oo oo

Got balls of steel, got an automobile, for a minimum wage
Got real estate, I'm buying it all up in outer space
Now that the truth is just a rule that you can bend
You crack the whip, shape-shift and trick the past again

Send you my love on a wire
Lift you up, every time, everyone, ooo, pulls a way, ooo
It's a mechanical bull, number one
You'll take a ride from anyone, everyone, wants a ride,
pulls away, ooo,from you oo oo oo oo oo oo oo

I am covered in skin No one gets to come in Pull me out from inside I am folded, and unfolded, and unfolding

Artist- Counting Crows
Song of the day- Colorblind

When I was in undergrad I took a poetry class where our final was to present and deconstruct an author and one of their poems. Though I eventually picked Dorothy Parker and could go in to great detail about how she shaped my writing, I had put together an almost finished presentation on this band but pulled it at the last minute for fear of not being taken seriously. I'm obsessed with the magic behind how words can be put together in such a lyrical way to become a beautiful piece of art, a layered perhaps totally untrue tale that reveals the purest truths we maybe wouldn't see otherwise. And I hated poetry growing up and thought it was difficult with weird wording and unnecessary rhyming on purpose to make me feel stupid. But really I learned an instrument just so I could make all the bad poetry I wrote not sound as stupid when there was a guitar behind it. And most of the time it works. And I think with artists like Counting Crows if you just pulled the instruments away, what's left is some amazing poetry. This song describes such a vulnerable moment in people's lives. How so much of life is spent with these walls we put between us and everyone else. It's walls that grow with age of living in a world where we get hurt by people good and bad, on purpose or by accident and so we build and build cuz we think we're protecting ourselves...but this song is about that beautiful moment when we are ready to break that wall, to let that person inside. Those are the most genuine moments in life and they can happen at the oddest, most unexpected, sometimes scary sometimes filled with laughter but always cherished. I hope you have one of those moments today.



I am color...blind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am
taffy stuck, tongue tied
Stuttered shook and uptight
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am...fine
I am covered in skin
No one gets to come in
Pull me out from inside
I am folded, and unfolded, and unfolding
I am
colorblind
Coffee black and egg white
Pull me out from inside
I am ready
I am ready
I am ready
I am...fine
I am.... fine
I am fine

I cannot fall in love You'll never see my eyes I will not call you back I cannot do the smurf

Artist- Rilo Kiley
Song of the day- The Frug

So we've all gotten asked who are favorite band is. And though some say every band I mention is my favorite, the actual title goes to the perhaps dead band Rilo Kiley. Now this band has many parts, side projects, and added obsessions as my dear loyal LA friends know all too well and seen my love of music explode first hand because of this band. They are why I became a music journalist, why I started writing songs and why I know the best place to stand in the Echo, where my name might be carved in the Troubadour, and where the echoey spot at Spaceland to hear everyone's secrets are. And as my excitement builds to finally again see the loves of my musical life first hand next month in whatever side project form I can get, let me start to give some taste of what my favorite sounds like. Sure it might seem like a cheezy rock song on the surface, but with Jenny Lewis' song writer, there's always more lurking underneath. And on certain days I'm still pretty confident this entire list of a song is about me, and we all know how much I love lists. Must haves- songs starting mid sentence, clapping, wit, mention of food, brutal honesty mixed with the mundane, and dancing...there must be dancing. If someone can show me how to do the smurf, I will forever be grateful.



And I can do the frug
I can do the Robocop
I can do the Freddie
I cannot do the Smurf
And I can hate your girl
I can tell you that she's real pretty
I can take my clothes off
I cannot fall in love

And I can do the frug
I can do the Robocop
I can do the Freddie
I cannot do the Smurf

And I can watch TV
I can shuffle off to Buffalo
I can do a backbend
I will not call you back
And I can start a book
I can make some mac and cheese
I can sleep twelve hours
You'll never see my eyes

Chorus


And I can hate your girl
I can tell you that she's real pretty
I can take my clothes off
I cannot fall in love
You'll never see my eyes
I will not call you back
I cannot do the smurf
I cannot fall in love
I'll never fall in love
I cannot fall in love...

Chorus

I'm sailing away, Set an open course for the virgin sea, 'Cause I've got to be free, Free to face the life that's ahead of me,

Artist- Styx
Song of the day- Come sail away

I got distracted today with being productive because a marathon of "Freaks and Geeks" was on IFC. Now I know this is a music blog, but I must say I never really cared about this song until I saw the end of this pilot episode. If you've never seen the show, well then I feel pity AND jealousy because you get (and should immediately) see the entire short lived series and have your life changed. Also this sequence might make zero sense and miss the depth of awesomeness you would feel from seeing the pilot from start to finish. Again in that case go ahead and watch the whole episode cuz I will give you a money back guarantee if you are not moved and or laugh out loud by it. But to me in this one song holds the awkwardness, teen drama, and desperation in finding who you are as a teenager and maybe even right now. To ask the prettiest girl to dance even if you are the shortest/ dorkiest guy alive, to dare to do the right thing even if you will be judged by everyone around you, to change from who everyone has told you you are, to who you want to be. I dare you to do and keep doing all of these things. Come sail away.




I'm sailing away,
Set an open course for the virgin sea,
'Cause I've got to be free,
Free to face the life that's ahead of me,
on board, I'm the captain, so climb aboard,
We'll search for tomorrow on every shore,
And I'll try, Oh Lord I'll try, to carry on

I look to the sea,
Reflections in the waves spark my memory,
Some happy, some sad,
I think of childhood friends and the dreams we had,
We lived happily forever, so the story goes,
But somehow we missed out on the pot of gold
But we'll try best that we can to carry on

A gathering of angels appeared above my head,
They sang to me this song of hope and this is what they said,
They said come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads,
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me,
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me baby,
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me

I thought that they were angels, but much to my surprise,
We climbed aboard their starship, we headed for the skies
come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me lads
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me
Come sail away, come sail away, come sail away with me...

Can I come home for the summer? I could slow down for a little while

Artist- Ray LaMontagne
Song of the day- For the summer

If you haven't bought this album yet I suggest you stop what you're doing and get your hands on it. I'm a big fan of everything about LaMontagne; his raspy voice, the aches in his melodies, his story, his stories, his beard, his shyness, his new fashion of arm cuffs, etc. And as I drove through hills and across lakes with my family today as we listened to this album, today's song seemed perfect not only because it's summer but how important home can be, even if for the moment home is a crammed car of too much of the same personality I can go nuts. There's also a safe haven about it. Your family who just knows you without explination and loves you just cuz. So here's to finding your home wherever it may be today.



Rollin’ through these hills I’ve known I’d be comin’
Ain’t a man alive that likes to be alone
Been a while since I seen my lady smilin’
Have I been, have I been away so long?
I am tired, I am tired
Can I come home for the summer?
I could slow down for a little while
Get back to loving each other
Leave all those long and lonesome miles behind
Through the years I have learned
Some things worth the tellin’
And you’d be right in guessin’
That each and every lesson they were hard won
I am tired, I am tired
Can I come home for the summer?
I could slow down for a little while
Get back to loving each other
Leave all those long and lonesome miles behind
You’ll follow her wherever she goes
You love her and you just wanted to know
That you’ll follow her, you’ll find a way
‘Cause you love her and you just wanted to know

I'll gamble away my fright and I'll gamble away my time

Artist- Beirut
Song of the day- Nantes

My friend Mike who I met only once and believe I referred to him all night as "Hall" of "Hall & Oates" at a costume party (even though he was neither artist), has already surpassed his coolness on my friend scale for introducing me to some hip beats including today's musician. Tonight as I was eating some Italian ice in Little Italy I was reminded of the feel this song brings and was sure Beirut was Italian or European or from some hip foreign place that wasn't Sante Fe, New Mexico where he's actually from. Regardless, Beirut charmed my socks off and ever since I saw this video I hope every day that when I walk down my flight of stairs there is a full band awaiting to play me down. One day, one fine day. Maybe if I carry a seashell with me? But also I get addicted to phrases of lyrics as you've probably noticed and this is no exception. Cuz if you're like me, whenever anyone is sad you feel the need to do whatever it takes to make it go away. It reminds me of this quote my friend had on her wall the other day "Inconvenience yourself today for someone you love." Sounds like grand advice to me....or you can just show up in their stairwell with musical instruments, I think that'd work too. So let's all go out and get inconvenienced!


BEIRUT - Nantes - from The Flying Club Cup
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Well it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile
and I'll gamble away my fright
and I'll gamble away my time
and in a year, a year or so
this will slip into the sea
well it's been a long time, long time now
since I've seen you smile

nobody raise their voices
just another night to mourn to
nobody raise their voices
just another night to mourn to

If they knew sweet little you They'd end up loving you too

Artist- Alison Krauss
Song of the day- Baby mine

So I'm pretty sure I can blame all of my abandonment issues on Disney cartoons, and after watching this video I'm sure of it.Of course I would believe my mom would drop me at pre-school never to return again just like dumbo's mom or bambi's mom, or a monkey for a mom. why Disney? why? But I digress, the real reason I'm thinking of this song is cuz I finally get to see my sweet little mother who's visiting and also this week thanks to the powers of technology (skype) I got to meet perhaps my new favorite person in the world, Kyndall Denise Gault. Barely breaking 6lbs, my best friend from Tx's tiny miracle pretty much captured my heart by doing absolutely nothing. I might be officially baby crazy, not so much for wanting my own, but other people's. Strangers guard your children! So here's to all the fantastic mother's out there, and all us ugly ducklings that are so glad you were always there to find us. I dare you to listen to today's song and not want to call your mom.





Kyndall Denise Gault

Baby mine, don't you cry
Baby mine, dry your eyes
Rest your head close to my heart
Never to part, baby of mine
Little one when you play
Don't you mind what you say
Let those eyes sparkle and shine
Never a tear, baby of mine
If they knew sweet little you
They'd end up loving you too
All those same people who scold you
What they'd give just for
The right to hold you
From your head to your toes
You're not much, goodness knows
But you're so precious to me
Cute as can be, baby of mine

I'm just one of those ghosts Traveling endlessly Don't need no roads In fact they follow me

Artist- Paramore
Song of the day- Misguided ghosts

So the winner of the the first repeat artist I've done goes to Paramore. (I know I thought it would be Jenny Lewis too). But after one of the most kick ass concerts I've been to in a while, it's hard to think of any other artist at the moment I want to gush about. I could go on and on about how much I danced, screamed, sang, waved my hands, got beer spilled on me, and almost got in a fight, or how amazing the show was, how shockingly fantastic her voice was in person, how much confetti might still be in my hair and on and on. Rock is not my most favorite genre, but folk can never quite top the energy a show like this can bring. That said still one of my favorite parts was this acoustic version they did. They can rock out like no body's business but the fact that a band can write and also perform a song like this in the middle of a show and grab my attention away from a crazed drunken fight in front of me, that's talent. Plus this song reminds me that I'm gonna be apart from some people I've seen every single day of my life for the past 8 months and also just how in general I've always been a more traveling soul, and haven't stayed in the same place longer than two years since i was 18. But we can deconstruct that at a later date, till then for those of you in the midst of a journey away and to something, this one's for you.



I am going away for a while
But I'll be back don't try and follow me
'Cause I'll return as soon as possible
See I'm trying to find my place
And it might not be here where I feel safe
We all learn to make mistakes

And run from them, from them
With no direction
We'll run from them, from them
With no conviction

'Cause I'm just one of those ghosts
Traveling endlessly
Don't need no roads
In fact they follow me
And we just go in circles

Now I'm told that this is life
And pain is just a simple compromise
So we can get what we want out of it
Would someone care to classify
Our broken hearts and twisted minds
So I can find someone to rely on

And run to them, to them
Full speed ahead
Oh you are not useless
We are just

Misguided ghosts
Traveling endlessly
The ones we trusted the most
Pushed us far away

And there's no one road
We should not be the same
But I'm just a ghost
And still they echo me

They echo me in circles

I'm free

Artist- The Who
Song of the day- I'm free

So whenever I finish something difficult or painful, I always seem to dance around to this song in my head. I guess it makes sense that the first musical I ever fell in love with was The Who's Tommy (broadway version) then my nine year old self rented this psychedelic movie that I'm still too disturbed by to watch all the way through. None the less I like to think it seals my mix love of rock-musical-and bizarre things via my musical tastes. But today of all days the song seems the most appropriate, finally being done with school for almost a whole whopping 3 weeks! I plan to celebrate pretty much the same way he does in this video, maybe minus the running through a volcano and making faces at soldiers during war. So please feel free to celebrate with me by jumping into pools, running around happily like an idiot, or always my personal fav...dance it out!



I'm free -- I'm free,
And freedom tastes of reality!
I'm free -- I'm free,
And I'm waiting for you to follow me.
If I told you what it takes
To reach the highest high,
You'd laugh and say "Nothing's that simple."
But you've been told many times before
Messiahs pointed to the door
And no one had the guts to leave the temple!
I'm free -- I'm free,
And I'm waiting for you to follow me.
I'm free -- I'm free,
And I'm waiting for you to follow me.

Without despair we will share, And the joys of caring will not be replaced

Artist- Stevie Wonder
Song of the day- I Believe

Though I could very well fail tomorrow's test, I'm choosing to end my summer term on a high note with today's song. Cuz this very well could be the hardest / worst summer of my life thus far but there is one reason why it wasn't. I think I might complain about nursing school 90% of my past time now. But besides all of the knowledge I may or may not be receiving for thousands of dollars in debt. It did bring me the priceless gift of a second family that has dragged me through a big fat season of awefulness. So here's to my second family and every second family's out there who carry us when we're down, make us laugh when we want to cry, pick on us in the loviliest way, argue about the stupidest things, couldn't be more different and more the same, and sing a mean rendition of "bad romance". May this kind of love last forever.




Shattered dreams, worthless years,
Here am I encased inside a hollow shell,
Life began, then was done,
Now I stare into a cold and empty well.

The many sounds that meet our ears, the sights our eyes behold,
Will open up our merging hearts,
And feed our empty souls.

I believe when I fall in love with you it will be forever,
I believe when I fall in love this time it will be forever.

Without despair we will share,
And the joys of caring will not be replaced,
What has been must never end
And with the strength we have won't be erased,
When the truths of love are planted firm,
They won't be hard to find,
And the words of love I speak to you will echo in my mind.

I believe when I fall in love with you it will be forever,
I believe when I fall in love this time it will be forever.

I believe when I fall in love with you it will be forever,
I believe when I fall in love with you it will be forever.

I'm so glad that I found someone to believe in again,
I'm so glad that I found someone to believe in again.

God surely answered my prayer,
God surely answered by prayer,
You know God surely answered my prayer,
You know God surely answered my prayer,
God always will answer your prayers,
Believe in one who will answer my prayer,
Thank you God.

Come on, let's fall in love,
You're the woman I've been waiting for,
Come on, let's fall in love,
You're the girl that I really adore,
Come on, let's fall in love... etc.

I just want to hold you I don't want to hold you down

Artist- Graham Nash
Song of the day- Simple man

So I found this song as I was listening to random covers of it from various bands and though many times I find myself loving covers more than originals, I don't think anyone can top Graham Nash. It's one of the most simple melodies and lyrics but it's lines like "I just wanna hold you I don't wanna hold you down" that are so simple and say so much at the same time that I jealously shake my fist and wish I had written it. And you know a song is extra good when I can look past the bad 70's hair and tassels. But it reminds me of that saying "if you love something let it go" and how the majority of my life (like alot of things I was told growing up) I took it pretty literally. Like when my parents told me that people shouldn't be concerned with appearances because it's what's on the inside of a person that counts and thus I attempted to wear pajamas and sweat pants to school for much of third grade since looks didn't matter. But I also got really amazing at letting things go that I loved, sometimes pushing, sometimes even before they were even mine. And yeah that probably doesn't make sense, and yeah some things did come back which is pretty nice when that happens, but here's to holding on to the things we love...and not holding down but maybe also not letting go so easily too.





I am a simple man
So I sing a simple song
Never been so much in love
And never hurt so bad at the same time.
I am a simple man
And I play a simple tune
I wish that I could see you once again
Across the room like the first time.
I just want to hold you I don't want to hold you down
I hear what you're saying and you're spinning my head around
And I can't make it alone.
The ending of the tale
Is the singing of the song
Make me proud to be your man only you can make me strong
Like the last time.
I just want to hold you I don't want to hold you down
I hear what you're saying and you're spinning my head around
And I can't make it alone.

What rushes into my heart and my skull, I can’t control Think about it, feel it in my bones

Artist- Tegan & Sara
Song of the day- "Feel it in my bones"

As I study for my very last final of the summer, I keep getting distracted by the freedom I'm about to have I can just taste it! Summer is almost over though just about to start for me beginning with finally getting to see this unbelievable band on wednesday. Tegan and Sara always leave this ache in the pit of my stomach that I just can't get enough of. This song specifically, reminds me of conversations I used to have with some of my christian friends when we'd talk about the "call" or plan God had for us, the "where" or "who" God was leading us to. Some people had such great passion for a specific country like Africa or a specific culture or need, the enslaved or working with kids, etc. And I always wondered what mine was. I grew up being too scared to leave my own house sometimes to being slowly pushed more out of my comfort zone and it's cuz God changed my heart. I went from being too scared to touch people, being uncomfortable at the sight of tears or pain to craving the moments when god could use these stupid little hands and stupid little words to brighten the darkness or try and mend what is so easily broken. It's an ache I feel in my bones all the time and not just for one group. Cuz pain or sadness isn't saved for one group of people but every single person at different times in their life. I'm not trying to say I'm this amazing heartless person, cuz I'm still all about my needs my wanting to not study and demanding you to like my music, and on and on...but we all have that ache to do something and maybe you've been ignoring yours or haven't found yours yet. If so let this song sharpen your dull pains till you find your calling.



Blow by blow, I didn't see it coming
Blow by blow, sucker punch
Rushes in
Here to stay
Rushes in
You are here to stay

What rushes into my heart and my skull, I can’t control
Think about it, feel it in my bones
What rushes into my heart and my skull, I can’t control

I feel you in my bones
You’re knocking on my windows
You’re slow to letting me go
And I know this feeling oh, so
This feeling in my bones

Left hook, I didn’t see it coming
Left hook, you’ve got dead aim
Rushes out
Run away
Rushes out
You always run away

What rushes into my heart and my skull, I can’t control
Think about it, feel it in my bones
What rushes into my heart and my skull, I can’t control

I feel you in my bones
You’re knocking on my windows
You’re slow to letting me go
And I know this feeling oh, so
This feeling in my bones

I feel you in my bones
You’re knocking on my windows
You’re slow to letting me go
And I know this feeling oh, so
This feeling in my bones

I feel it in my bones
At night my skull feels pressure
I feel it in my bones
I feel it in my skull

I feel you in my bones
You’re knocking at my windows
You’re slow to letting me go
And I know this feeling oh, so
This feeling in my bones

I take a breath, take a breath with me blow by blow
I take a break, take a break, tell me you are here to stay
I take my heart out of my chest,
I just don’t need it anymore
Take my head out of the game,
I just don’t need it anymore

Take a breath, take a breath with me blow by blow
Take a break, take a break, from me you are here to stay
I take my heart out of my chest,
I just don’t need it anymore
Take my head out of the game,
I just don’t need it anymore

I feel you in my bones
You’re knocking on my windows
You’re slow to letting me go
And I know this feeling oh, so
This feeling in my bones

And she fights for her life As she goes in a store With a thought she has caught By a thread

Artist- Oren Lavie
Song of the day- Her morning elegance

The past days of studying mixed with bad sleep and test taking has made this week mostly a blur. I'm not even sure what I did today after taking two finals my brain turned off but the ability to sleep has not returned and I find this video to be quite true...except I guess the opposite, of walking through life or fighting through it in a dream state as opposed to dreaming about life. Yep, I've ceased to make sense. Either way this video is amazing and the song is, well, elegant. So if you find yourself walking through the days in a blur or unable to catch your train of thoughts, this one's for you.



Sun been down for days
A pretty flower in a vase
A slipper by the fireplace
A cello lying in it's case

Soon she's down the stairs
Her morning elegance she wears
The sound of water makes her dream
Awoken by a cloud of steam
She pours a daydream in a cup
A spoon of sugar sweetens up

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows

Sun been down for days
A winter melody she plays
The thunder makes her contemplate
She hears a noise behind the gate
Perhaps a letter with a dove
Perhaps a stranger she could love

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
As she goes in a store
With a thought she has caught
By a thread
She pays for the bread
And She goes...
Nobody knows

And She fights for her life
As she puts on her coat
And she fights for her life on the train
She looks at the rain
As it pours
And she fights for her life
Where people are pleasently strange
And counting the change
And She goes...
Nobody knows

Now roll kid, rock your body off!

Artist- Yeah Yeah Yeahs
Song of the day- Phenomena

I'm hyped up on stress and a ton of sugar goodies my amazing (and way cooler than all your friends) Sean just sent me via a finals study care package. I'm freaked out, more unprepared for a final than I have ever been and am currently wearing glow bracelets and butterfly wings...yes this is what happens to me during finals. But the title of this song took on a whole different meaning when I started nursing school and had a polish pharmacology teacher that demanded I know every single phenomena there were for drugs. So here's to my last day of pharm. Please send out a sweet sweet selfish prayer for me and my fellow test takers that we can remember every stupid phenomena known to man! Dance it out kids!



Hey!

Don’t touch kid, sleep with the lights on
Touch kid, how you surprise me
Now roll kid, rock your body off!

You’re something like a phenomena
Something like an astronoma
Now roll kid, rock your body off!

Something like a phenomena, baby
You’re something like a phenomena
Something like a phenomena, baby
You’re gonna get your body off

Don’t fall asleep with a murderer
She’ll make you sweat in the water
Don’t fall asleep with a murderer
She’ll make you sweat in the water

Hot time kid
Hot time kid
It’s cold under the blanket
They loved it
Then shot it
The fastest ran and got it
That story that ease my
They hide it up the sleeves, my
They hide it
They hide it
They’re never gonna find it

Don’t fall asleep with murderer
She’ll make you sweat in the water
Don’t fall asleep with murderer
She’ll make you sweat in the water

Something like a phenomena, baby
You’re something like a phenomena
Something like a phenomena, baby
You’re gonna get your body off
Something like a phenomena, baby
You’re something like a phenomena
Something like a phenomena, baby
You’re gonna get your body off

Hot time kid
Hot time kid
It’s cold under the blanket
Hot time kid
Hot time kid
It’s cold under the blanket

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down Down to the bits that I left uptown

Artist- Cast of Across the Universe
Song of the day- Happiness is a warm gun

Trying to cram all my drug knowledge I've learned in the course of 8 months in by this friday is well quite unpleasant and quite not happening. But I like this video cuz it's a great friggin song and also sums up that drugs help alot of stuff, make you feel real good and can be real dangerous and addictive too. And every little detail I need to know about them basically stems off these simple facts. So hopefully watching this most excellent rendition from Across the Universe will help me study, but mostly makes me just want to get shot up with a sexy vile of something to make all the stress go away. Instead I shall study more.




She's not a girl who misses much
Do do do do do do, oh yeah
She's well acquainted with the touch of the velvet hand
Like a lizard on a window pane

The man in the crowd with the multicoloured mirrors
On his hobnail boots
Lying with his eyes while his hands are busy
Working overtime
A soap impression of his wife which he ate
And donated to the National Trust

I need a fix 'cause I'm going down
Down to the bits that I left uptown
I need a fix cause I'm going down
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun
Mother Superior jumped the gun

Happiness (is a warm gun)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot
Happiness (is a warm gun, momma)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot

(When I hold you in my arms)
Oooooooooh, oh yeah!

And when I feel my finger on your trigger
Oooooooooh, oh yeah!

I know nobody can do me no harm
Oooooooooh, oh yeah!

Happiness (is a warm gun, momma)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot

Happiness (is a warm gun)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot

Yes it is, gun!
Happiness (is a warm gun)
Bang Bang Shoot Shoot

Happiness (is a warm gun)
is a warm gun, yeeeaahhh!

Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts? Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.

Artist- Ingrid Michaelson
Song of the day- Breakable

As I study for my physical assessment test out I keep thinking of this song, mostly cuz on top of cramming for the heart, chest, lungs, and well trying to find abnormalities in the entire body it reminds me of how fragile we all are. And not so much physically but emotionally. I've had so many emotions today- not caring, frustration, panic, thankfulness, laughter, joy, relief, back to apathetic, increase stress and total freak out. Sure right now it's cuz of finals, I'd like to think I'm not usually this bipolar but to all you out there who might be feeling a bit more breakable than usual, this one's for you

Ingrid Michaelson Breakable Music Video on Yahoo! Music
- Watch more Tech Videos at Vodpod.

Have you ever thought about what protects our hearts?
Just a cage of rib bones and other various parts.
So it's fairly simple to cut right through the mess,
And to stop the muscle that makes us confess.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just,
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

You fasten my seatbelt because it is the law.
In your two ton death trap I finally saw.
A piece of love in your face that bathed me in regret.
Then you drove me to places I'll never forget.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just,
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

And we are so fragile,
And our cracking bones make noise,
And we are just,
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls-
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls-
Breakable, breakable, breakable girls and boys.

Disappear, yeah, well, you wanna try

Artist- Cast of Spring Awekening
Song of the day- Totally Fucked

So keeping in mind that I know my mother will not be pleased with today's song cuz her daughter "doesn't say words like this" I am slowly on the incline of freaking out about the next two weeks of finals so badly that this might be the only words I am saying. Unprepared is an understatement for what's ahead of me and despite this I can't keep myself or mind still long enough to figure out what I need to know. Thus I just sing this song instead. So here's a little bit of the ol' Broadway to my dear classmates and anyone else out there who finds themselves in a deep hole of, well, I'll let the song say it for me. Mom, cover your ears.



There's a moment you know
You're fucked
Not an inch more room
To self destruct

No more moves, oh, yeah
The dead end zone
Man, you just can't call
Your soul your own

But the thing that makes you really jump
Is that the weirdest shit is still to come
You can ask yourself, "Hey what have I done?"
You're just a fly, the little guys, they kill for fun

Man, you're fucked if you just freeze up
Can't do that thing, that keepin' still
But you're fucked if you speak your mind
And you know, uh huh, you will

Yeah, you're fucked all right and all for spite
You can kiss your sorry ass goodbye
Totally fucked, will they mess you up?
Well, you know they're gonna try

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah

Disappear, yeah, well, you wanna try
Wanna bundle up into some big ass lie
Long enough for them to all just quit
Long enough for you to get out of it

Yeah, you're fucked all right and all for spite
You can kiss your sorry ass goodbye
Totally fucked, will they mess you up?
Well, you know they're gonna try

Yeah, you're fucked all right and all for spite
You can kiss your sorry ass goodbye
Totally fucked, will they mess you up?
Well, you know they're gonna try

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah

Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah blah blah blah
Blah blah blah blah blah

Totally fucked

Children wake up, hold your mistake up, before they turn the summer into dust.

Artist- Arcade Fire
Song of the day- Wake up

Tomorrow I must awaken back to a harsh reality of catching up with all of the impossible studying I overlooked because of my musical weekend. I've been feeling the impending doom all weekend long but today I let myself be (mostly) irresponsible and just dance it out. My night of frolicking ended w/ thousands of people dancing it up to this poetic diddy. So here's to a little irresponsibility, may the world treat us nicely once we finally have to wake up.



Somethin' filled up
my heart with nothin',
someone told me not to cry.

But now that I'm older,
my heart's colder,
and I can see that it's a lie.

Children wake up,
hold your mistake up,
before they turn the summer into dust.

If the children don't grow up,
our bodies get bigger but our hearts get torn up.
We're just a million little gods causin' rain storms turnin' every good thing to
rust.

I guess we'll just have to adjust.

With my lightnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin' to be
when the reaper he reaches and touches my hand.

With my lightnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am goin’
With my lightnin' bolts a glowin'
I can see where I am, go-go, where I am

You'd better look out below

We laugh until we think we’ll die, Barefoot on a summer night Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you

Artist- Edward Sharpe and the magnetic zeros
Song of the day- Home

I have several musical soulmates in my life, some famous musicians, some not, and one is my dear college friend Alma who I haven't lived in the same city with for several years, but our paths always cross at least once a year at lollapalooza. And every year when I've had it with the crowds and the heat and decide its not worth it anymore, I spend one night at the festival with my sweet friend and her crazy cast of Iowa characters, and I remember why I love this over hyped over priced over hipped music fest and why I adore this person I usually never see. Music brings people together, even if you don't like all those people and even if all those people can sandwich you in a small piece of concrete for several hours. But today's song is to those people in your life that may not always be there, but when they show up, whether because of music events or real life, it always feels right, like your home.



[Her:]
Alabama, Arkansas,
I do love my ma and pa,
Not the way that I do love you.

[Him:]
Holy, Moley, me, oh my,
You're the apple of my eye,
Girl I've never loved one like you.

[Her:]
Man oh man you're my best friend,
I scream it to the nothingness,
There ain't nothing that I need.

[Him:]
Well, hot and heavy, pumpkin pie,
Chocolate candy, Jesus Christ,
Ain't nothing please me more than you.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me come home
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

La, la, la, la, take me home.
Mother, I'm coming home.

[Him:]
I'll follow you into the park,
Through the jungle through the dark,
Girl I never loved one like you.

[Her:]
Moats and boats and waterfalls,
Alley-ways and pay phone calls,
I've been everywhere with you.

[Him:]
We laugh until we think we’ll die,
Barefoot on a summer night
Nothin’ new is sweeter than with you

[Her:]
And in the streets you run afree,
Like it's only you and me,
Geeze, you're something to see.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

La, la, la, la, take me home.
Daddy, I'm coming home.

(Talking)
Him: Jade
Her: Alexander
Him: Do you remember that day you fell outta my window?
Her: I sure do, you came jumping out after me.
Him: Well, you fell on the concrete, nearly broke your ass, you were bleeding all over the place and I rushed you out to the hospital, you remember that?
Her: Yes I do.
Him: Well there's something I never told you about that night.
Her: What didn't you tell me?
Him: While you were sitting in the backseat smoking a cigarette you thought was gonna be your last, I was falling deep, deeply in love with you, and I never told you til just now.

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is where I'm alone with you.

[Him:]
Home. Let me come home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.

[Her:]
Ahh home. Yes I am ho-oh-ome.
Home is when I'm alone with you.

[Her:]
Alabama, Arkansas,
I do love my ma and pa...
Moats and boats and waterfalls,
Alley-ways and pay phone calls...

[Both:]
Ahh Home. Let me go home.
Home is wherever I'm with you.
Ahh Home. Let me go ho-oh-ome.
Home is where I'm alone with you...

"Be safe" you say Whatever the mess you are you mind okay

Artist- The New Pornographers
Song of the day- Challengers

My first day of lollapalooza leaves me mostly realizing I'm probably getting old when I'm looking for places to sit down rather than getting close to the stage, get annoyed by crowds and my whole body wants to die after 7hours of straight music watching...and I have two more days to go. While I was sitting in mossy grass pretending to learn drugs off notecards I brought, I remembered the upside in music festivals, discovering songs like this. Though it might have alot to do with my deep love for Neko Case or the heavy amount of second hand pot smoke I had been exposed to, but for a brief moment, my back didn't hurt, I liked everyone around me and learning notecards didn't seem that important...well I might always feel that way.


The New Pornographers- Challengers

adams | MySpace Video


Yes I know it was late
We were greeting the sun
Before long
And you live with someone
I live with somebody too
Leave it there
For safe keeping
One of the west village in plains
That was the custom
Come dawn

On the walls of the day
In the shade of the sun
We wrote down
Another vision of us
We were the challengers of
The unknown
"Be safe" you say
Whatever the mess you are you mind okay
That is the custom
On down

Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na
Na-na na-na na-na na-na na-na...

Until I see you around
Until we clear the accounts
Leave it there
Leave it to us
We are the challengers of
The unknown

Oh-la, oh-la, oh-la, oh-la
Oh-la, oh-la, oh-la, oh-la

I made an excuse You found another way to tell the truth

Artist- The Morning Benders
Song of the day- Excuses
As I plan out my lolla schedule and what bands I want to see I spotted this band I had reviewed a few years back but then forgot about till I saw this great video on my friend's facebook page several months ago. The Morning Benders could be your average west coast rock band but I think this new album took them to the next level. I have especially always loved Christopher Chu's voice, it reminds me of the Ricky Nelson albums I used to listen to growing up as my mom told me how in love with him she always was. Perhaps its these memories that makes this song feel like a throwback to simpler times, simpler love, simpler summer of fun and friendship and not overworked stress and science books. So here's a little west coast breeze coming your way. Check them out this saturday at Lolla or the Metro if you get a chance.



You tried to taste me
And I taped my tounge the southern tip of your body
Our bones are too heavy to came up
Squished into a single ceel of wood

Oooooooh .... Oooooooooh

And I made an excuse
You found another way to tell the truth
I put no one else above us
We'll stil be best friends when all turn to dust

Oooooooh .... da-da-da-da-da

Dum du-dum du-dum du-dum du-du-dum
(repeat)
da-da-da-da-da
(repeat)

We are so smooth now
Our edges are beaten drift wood widdled down
Old bodies slip when they make love
We'll mine our sparks to shout us above

Ain't it a shame That all the world can't enjoy your mad traditions

Artist- Rufus Wainwright
Song of the day- California

My good friend / gay soul mate Paul once told me that if I was ever to win an award I would most likely "pull a Gaga" and thank God and the gays. Because it is true, there are few other things that have supported, inspired, challenged, made me fall off my chair laughing, encouraged my fashion sense...scratch that: aided my fashion sense, musical passions, musical follies, musicals and just loved this southern conservative protestant unconditionally throughout my life. So in the overturning of prop 8 and my love for the absurd and insane California, here's one of my favs dedicated to you lovely group of people- may you find all the love and freedom you deserve, and may I be lucky enough to one day find a straight man who will love me as much as you hot queens have.



California, california
You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
Big time rollers, part time models
So much to plunder
That I think I'll sleep instead

I don't know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
And big nights back east with rhoda
California please

There's a moment
I've been saving
A kind of crucifix around this munchkin land
Up north freezing, little me drooling
That's entertainment's on at eight
Come on ginger slam

I don't know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon
And my new grandma bea arthur
Come on over

Ain't it a shame that at the top
Peanut butter and jam they served you
Ain't it a shame that at the top
Still those soft skin boys can bruise you
Yes I fell for a streaker

I don't know this sea of neon
Thousand surfers, whiffs of freon

Ain't it a shame
That all the world can't enjoy your mad traditions
Ain't it a shame that all the world
Don't got keys to their own ignitions
Life is the longest death in california

California
You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead
You're such a wonder that I think I'll stay in bed
So much to plunder that I think I'll sleep instead

We are all our own devil

Artist- Company of Thieves
Song of the day- Oscar Wilde

I have succumb to the fact that I might be sacrificing my nursing school grade to attend Lollapalooza this year, but the idea of not going as I look at the lineup just makes my musical heart sad. So I'll be spending the majority of my time in the shade learning about antibiotics as bands sing to me. One local band I can't wait see is Company of Thieves. I like everything about them, including her ability to rock a sparkly headband (another dream to add to my fashion list) along with a rainbow shirt I'm pretty sure I owned when I was 4. Besides doing a fantastic ode to a great Wes Anderson film and an author who just might have invented "wit", I can't help ignore the message of this song. At the end of the day, so much awesomeness or so much shit can happen to you but both are filtered by how you decide to treat it. Now this has a lot to do with the "Full House" 30min lessons ingrained inside of me, of not being able to change a situation or person but just your own attitude (Thanks Mr. Tanner!), but there's a lot of truth to it. I know I have the grand ability to torment myself with my own issues, other people's issues, and anything else that might fit in my brain. And as you are probably rolling your eyes as I usually role mine when my mother tells me to "just don't worry" or "just stop being stressed" I am going to tell you to stop being your own worst enemy...at least for the five minutes this song plays.



Episodes and parallels
And don’t you want the invitation
Big bright accent, catty smile
Oscar Wilde confrontation

Oh, live like it’s the style
Whoa, waltz on your front porch

We are all our own devil
We are all our own devil
And we make this world our hell

We are all our own devil
We are all our own devil
And we make this world our hell

Porcelain teacups decorate
Tables and the conversation
Beauty pageants, all the time
It’s running out, the time is running out

Oh, live like it’s the style
Whoa, waltz on your front porch

We are all our own devil
We are all our own devil
And we make this world our hell

We are all our own devil
We are all our own devil
And we make this world
We make this world our hell

Time keeps on ticking away
It’s always running away
Always running from time

Time keeps on ticking away
Always running away
We’re always running in time

Time keeps on ticking away
Always running away
We’re always running from time

Time keeps on ticking away
Always running away
We’re always running in time

Time keeps on ticking away
Always running away
Always running from time

Time keeps on ticking away
Always running away
We’re always running from time

Time keeps on ticking away
Always running away
We’re always running in time

Time keeps on ticking away
It’s always running away

We are all our own devil
We are all our own devil
And we make this world our hell

We are all our own devil
We are all our own devil
And we make this world
We make this world our hell

Oh,
We make it our hell

that I would be loved even when I numb myself that I would be good even when I am overwhelmed

Artist- Alanis Morrisette
Song of the day- That I would be good

So I got a random text from one of my friends the other day asking what I thought of Alanis Morrisette. I tend to get random questions like this cuz I've fooled people into thinking I'm a music expert, though I think I'd likely fall more under the terms of crazed fan in the majority of cases. And though it might have been a decade since I last thought about Alanis and her jagged pills, this song immediatly popped into my mind and I knew my answer would always be "yes" to Alanis Morrisette. I read in a Lady Gaga interview that she said music should entertain and not be a bunch of therapy BS where you write about your own issues set to music. But that's like my favorite kind of music cause you really feel where that person is even if it's messy or whiny, luckily when it's set to music in just the right way it is neither of those things and if it's really great it becomes less about that person and all about what you are feeling, like the song was meant for you. And Morrisette I think was one of the first woman song writers who could really do that well. I love this song because think the main basic want in life is to love but also that need to be loved in return, no matter what and how everyday most of us can make a list of why we shouldn't but how desperate we are for it anyway. So Mo, here's why you should like Alanis Morrisette and all her girlie drama. Plus she plays the flute at the end!



that I would be good even if I did nothing
that I would be good even if I got the thumbs down
that I would be good if I got and stayed sick
that I would be good even if I gained ten pounds

that I would be fine even if I went bankrupt
that I would be good if I lost my hair and my youth
that I would be great if I was no longer queen
that I would be grand if I was not all knowing

that I would be loved even when I numb myself
that I would be good even when I am overwhelmed
that I would be loved even when I was fuming
that I would be good even if I was clingy

that I would be good even if I lost sanity
that I would be good
whether with or without you

You know I'm the changer The rearranger I'm always a stranger

Artist- Cotton Jones
Song of the day- I am the changer

So last night I reverted into my west coast musical fandom, getting to see one of my fav LA bands play. They opened for this most fantastic east coast band Cotton Jones that I might have ignored if it wasn't for my much smarter than me roommate. By 1am everyone was in the midst of a ho-down, but their biggest fan base was a group of the tallest 20something males I had ever seen. One kept screaming "Stranger" during their encore which they didn't play, though the guy walked up to the stage demanding it. I couldn't get over how important the song was to this guy, and how one of the other "tall-ies" refereed to it as "free bird but indie." I still have no idea what that means, and couldn't find any of their songs called "stranger". The closest I could find was this low key number that I am starting to become obsessed with. Minus the fact I feel like I'm in a cabin in the woods at 5 in the morning every time I listen to their music, the words are so sad and lovely. Throughout my life people have often called me an enigma, that they can't quite figure me out, that I won't let people figure me out, and that I can change my spots for every person I meet. Also that I'm a damn jewel...that really has nothing to do with anything but made me happy. Though I would agree that all of these things are true about me for better or worse, I suppose figuring out who you are is what your whole life is about. Or maybe that's just your 20's...if so I better hurry then. But also I think I do know who I am, it just happens to be a whole bunch of different things. So for you out there trying to figure things out or having a hard time with people figuring you out, this one's for all the strangers out there.



Everything has turned around
I was standing by the passing train
Might've coughed in the rain
Dropped a dollar down the gutter drain
Everything has turned around
Been waiting for a little change
When finally it came
I just waited for another
Waited for another

You know I'm the changer
The rearranger
I'm always a stranger
And a liar, got a tongue on fire
I will cut it off
I will cut it off
When I do, I'm gonna let you know
Gonna gonna let you know

Everything has turned around
Now I'm sleeping in a garden bed
Try to clear my head
Sitting waitin' to be fed
'Cause everything has turned around
Two years above the burning grass
Let the hours pass
Always gonna catch the next one
Gonna catch the next one

You know I'm the waiter
The hesitator
I will get to it later
But I'm a liar, got a tongue on fire
I'll cut it off
I'll cut it off
You know I'm the changer
The rearranger
I'm always a stranger
I'm always a stranger
I'm always a stranger
And the liar got a tongue on fire
I'll cut it off
I'll cut it off
When I do, when I do
I'm gonna let you know

Everything's gonna let you know
I'm a liar
Gonna cut it off
You know I'm a changer
The rearranger
I'm always a stranger
You know I'm a waiter
A hesitator
Gonna get to it later