Wednesday, August 31, 2011

Your cheatin' heart, will tell on you

Artist- Hank Williams Jr.
Song of the day- Your Cheatin' Heart

I have always been a fan of this song but tonight while I was two steppin' with a drunk Irish dance teacher while his ex-girlfriend sang this from the stage gave the song, what I guess you could call, more depth and entertainment. I'm not quite sure how country music can so easily turn heartache into entertainment but I quite appreciate it. That and its hospitality. And its two stepping. And while we're at it its slide guitar and half button down shirts. So to all this and more, here's to my love of all things country.



Your cheatin' heart,
Will make you weep,
You'll cry and cry,
And try to sleep,
But sleep won't come,
The whole night through,
Your cheatin heart, will tell on you...

When tears come down,
Like falling rain,
You'll toss around,
And call my name,
You'll walk the floor,
The way I do,
Your cheatin' heart, will tell on you...

Your cheatin' heart,
Will pine some day,
And crave the love,
You threw away,
The time will come,
When you'll be blue,
Your cheatin' heart, will tell on you...

When tears come down,
Like falling rain,
You'll toss around,
And call my name,
You'll walk the floor,
The way I do,
Your cheatin' heart, will tell on you...

Tuesday, August 30, 2011

In the quivering forest Where the shivering dog rests

Artist- Fleet Foxes
Song of the day- Blue Ridge Mountains

So being a music addict, I'm especially particular of the music I listen to when I travel. This takes on a whole John Cusack in 'high fidelity' mix tape turn if I go on a roadtrip, but for plane rides it's all about setting the tone. And that tone is always mellow. Being freaked out by flying and taking anti-anxiety pills that relax every muscle in my body, I look for music that carries this feeling for my 6 hours or what have you of travel time. I've gone through various phases of mellow artist to assist me in this journey and this summer for each of my long flight journeys the weight has been successfully carried by Fleet Foxes. Not really being a true fan till seeing them live this summer, I found a safe haven and perfect flying lullaby in their harmonious sound that for me always starts with today's song. So if you're looking for a gateway into your own mellow safe haven, this one's for you.



Lie down with me my dear
Lie down
Under stormy night, tell nobody

My brother, where do you intend to go tonight?
I heard that you missed your connecting flight
To the Blue Ridge Mountains, over near Tennessee

You're ever welcome with me any time you like
Let's drive to the countryside, leave behind some green-eyed look-a-likes
So no one gets worried, no
So no one gets worried, no

But Sean, don't get careless
I'm sure it'll be fine
I love you, I love you
Oh brother of mine

In the quivering forest
Where the shivering dog rests
Our good grandfather
Built a wooden nest
And the river got frozen
And the home got snowed in
And the yellow moon glowed bright
Till the morning light

Terrible am I child?
Even if you don't mind

In the quivering forest
Where the shivering dog rests
Our good grandfather
Built a wooden nest
And the river got frozen
And the home got snowed in
And the yellow moon glowed bright
Till the morning light

Terrible am I child?
Even if you don't mind
No

Sunday, August 28, 2011

I know places we can go babe

Artist-Lykke Li
Song of the day- I know places

I heard a pretty fantastic sermon today about worshipping god when you don't want to. I feel like this just might be the most relatable human experience when it comes to god. So many spiritual conversations I've ever had with people of christian faith, any faith, or no faith at all hover around this topic. And more often than not when you strip away theological debate and cruelty from religious people, the doubt and the hesitation lies in this struggle. And if you dig even deeper and strip away pride and selfishness you find a personal hurt. Why did this awful thing happen to me? why is god letting this awful thing happen to people?

whatever the hurt the pain and absence of god felt in the lives of people is nothing new. These cries are heard every day, throughout history, throughout the bible. And what I continually find so interesting is that god rarely answers. And that should and has made me very angry in the past and probably will in the future. But as I was listening to this sermon, today's song popped in my head and wouldn't leave. I've been thinking of why I felt it fit so perfectly to what i was being taught all day long. The whole song is describing this better place where nothing will hurt but what i always found interesting in the song was in the bridge where she basically says you're asking the wrong questions. To me when I'm hurt or something bad is happening the first thing is to ask whywhywhywhywhy...but in reality, the reasons if there are any rarely bring me comfort.

There was an oil spill killing the environment and much of the sea and wild life. why? someone screwed up. There are little kids being sold into sex trafficking every day. why? it's the #1 money maker in a commodity that can continually be re-used. He stopped loving me. why? He found someone he liked better. She died. why? Because we all will die. When I am hurting what I ask is why but what I need is comfort. And when we are hurting we ask god why and don't want to worship him and what he wants to do is comfort us, for us to draw close to him, believe in him, that he is making a better place that somehow despite this or sometimes because of this there is a better place if we hold on. It's plain faith. And somehow I didn't understand that until today. If you're hurting and asking why, this one's for you.

I heard and my heart pounded,
my lips quivered at the sound;
decay crept into my bones,
and my legs trembled.
Yet I will wait patiently...
habakkuk 3:16



I know places we can go babe.
I know places we can go babe.
The high wont fade here babe.
No, the high wont hurt here babe.

I know places we can go babe.
I know places we can go babe.
Where the highs wont bring you down babe.
No, The highs wont hurt you there babe.

Don't ask me when, but ask me why.
Don't ask me how, but ask me where.
There is a road. There is a way.
There is a place. There is a place.

I know places we can go babe
Coming home. Come unfold babe.
And, the high wont fade here babe.
No, the high wont hurt here babe.

So,
Come lay... And wait...
Now wont you lay... and wait... Wait on me.

I know places we can go babe.
Coming home. Come unfold babe.
I know places we can go babe.
Coming home. Come unfold babe.

Saturday, August 27, 2011

One is one too many, one more is never enough

Artist- Kenny Chesney & Grace Potter
Song of the day- you and tequila

I have been dragging my feet to like or even listen to this entire song because of my non-fan-ness of Mr. Chesney. I've am very stubborn about not liking him and his ripped off sleeve t-shirt wearing country self. Yet, I suppose this isn't very christian or open minded of me though I like to justify judging and disliking famous people cuz if they don't know I exist I figure they shouldn't care what I think....but that is wrong and I digress. Once again Grace Potter won me over as I would continually hear snippets of her mixing with his vocals on the radio and I became obsessed with finding the song I had tried to avoid for so long. Lesson learned. Though I do relate all to well with both people and tequila that make me crazy, what I really like about the song is its mellow sunsetting feel in the music and reminiscent surges of emotions of the many times I would take myself on a solo road trip down to Malibu on the PCH to contemplate life and get away from the LA crap to something so peaceful I still daydream about when I could do it again. If you're looking for that peaceful place, or trying to avoid people or tequila that make you crazy, this one's for you.



Baby, here I am again
Kicking dust in the Canyon wind
Waiting for that sun to go down

Made it up Mulholland Drive
Hell bent on getting high
High above the lights of town

'Cause you and Tequila make me crazy
Run like poison in my blood
One more night could kill me, baby
One is one too many, one more is never enough

Thirty days and thirty nights
Been putting up a real good fight
And there were times I thought you'd win

It's so easy to forget
The bitter taste the morning left
Swore I wouldn't go back there again

'Cause you and Tequila make me crazy
Run like poison in my blood
One more night could kill me, baby
One is one too many, one more is never enough

When it comes to you
Oh, the damage I could do
It's always your favorite sins
That do you in

'Cause you and Tequila make me crazy
Run like poison in my blood
One more night could kill me, baby
One is one too many, one more is never enough

Never enough, you and Tequila
You and Tequila make me crazy

Friday, August 26, 2011

If you're for real and not pretend Then I guess you can hang with me

Artist- Robyn
Song of the day- Hang with me

Today I've officially decided I am a fan of Robyn for the following reasons: she has the same name as my favorite superhero, she reminds me of the pixie fairy I was scared of in the movie "Legend", it nurtures my newfound love a dancy music, this song at times has melodic synth hints of the "never ending story" theme song in it, and my friend Morgan tells me I should like her. And I've learned to always agree with Morgan cuz our tastes are 97% exactly the same from nail polish colors to being the only people to laugh at certain parts of a movie no one else finds funny. Or more likely she convinces me to enjoy music I normally wouldn't let myself like, like Taylor Swift or "She Wolf" by Shakira...hey it's just plain fun as is Robyn. Sure much of her lyrics are maybe about wrong choices a girl usually makes in high school, or you know, clubbing, But she knows a good beat. And let's face it I can relate to a gal who'd rather hang out and be close with people instead of having them endlessly fall madly in love with her, I mean I know I'm irrisistable but please;). But to all those we head over heals can't wait to hang out with and laugh at all the wrongs times with, this one's for you.



Will you tell me once again
How we're gonna be just friends?
If you're for real and not pretend
Then I guess you can hang with me

When my patience wearing thin
When I'm ready to give in
Will you pick me up again
Then I guess you can hang with me

And if you do me right
I'm gonna do right by you
And if you keep it tight
I'm gonna confide in you
I know what's on your mind
There will be time for that too
If you hang with me

Just don't fall
Recklessly, headlessly in love with me
Cause it's gonna be
All heartbreak
Blissfully painful and insanity
If we agree
Oh, you can hang with me

When you see me drift astray
Outta touch and outta place
Will you tell me to my face?
Then I guess you can hang with me

And if you do me right
I'm gonna do right by you
And if you keep it tight
I'm gonna confide in you
I know what's on your mind
There will be time for that too
If you hang with me

Just don't fall
Recklessly, headlessly in love with me
Cause it's gonna be
All heartbreak
Blissfully painful and insanity
If we agree
Oh, you can hang with me

Will you tell me once again
How we're gonna be just friends?
If you're for real and not pretend
Then I guess you can hang with me

And if you do me right
I'm gonna do right by you
And if you keep it tight
I'm gonna confide in you
I know what's on your mind
There will be time for that too
If you hang with me

Just don't fall
Recklessly, headlessly in love with me
Cause it's gonna be
All heartbreak
Blissfully painful and insanity
If we agree
You can hang with me

Don't fall
Recklessly, headlessly in love with me
Cause it's gonna be
All heartbreak
Blissfully painful and insanity
If we agree
Oh, you can hang with me


Thursday, August 25, 2011

Oh the people I've met Are the wonders of my world

Artist- Adele
Song of the day- Hometown Glory

Being back in my hometown in Texas I find this song has been playing in my head as a constant soundtrack. Though much of "finding myself" and where I "belong" feels more at home in a big city, walking around my small town and hanging out with people from my past that I feel now so far away from, I become reminded of how close in my heart they still remain. It's the pieces of my heart I left in Texas and still live on when I'm not here. it makes me happy and sad at the same time. Making it hard not to stay and also wondering how much of my heart I have trickled around the country, around this world. It's drops of my heart I've left in the people that have crossed my path and parts of them I keep close to me wherever I go. These people I met really are the wonders of my world, it's what keeps it beating. So to all of the wonders in my world and yours this one's for you.



I've been walking in the same way as I did
Missing out the cracks in the pavement
And tutting my heel and strutting my feet
"Is there anything I can do for you dear? Is there anyone I could call?"
"No and thank you, please Madam. I ain't lost, just wandering"

Round my hometown
Memories are fresh
Round my hometown
Ooh the people I've met
Are the wonders of my world
Are the wonders of my world
Are the wonders of this world
Are the wonders of my world

I like it in the city when the air is so thick and opaque
I love to see everybody in short skirts, shorts and shades
I like it in the city when two worlds collide
You get the people and the government
Everybody taking different sides

Shows that we ain't gonna stand shit
Shows that we are united
Shows that we ain't gonna take it
Shows that we ain't gonna stand shit
Shows that we are united

Round my hometown
Memories are fresh
Round my hometown
Ooh the people I've met

Are the wonders of my world
Are the wonders of my world
Are the wonders of this world
Are the wonders of my world




Tuesday, August 23, 2011

And in my head I Paint A Picture

Artist- Amy Winehouse
Song of the day- Valarie

So maybe my favorite hang out in Chicago just might be the fabu martini supper club called the kitkat club. As my roommate and I celebrated my last night in the neighborhood with flavors "wedding cake", "divalicious martini", "bloody cucumber", and "skinny girl margarita" she commented on my distinct love of the entertainment of drag diva performances. I described my pleased as punch excitement like a proud parent watching their child perform at a school play. I just have so much adoration, respect, and happiness for these gals getting up and doing what they love and with better legs and hair than I'll ever have. Seeing this Amy Winehouse song performed reminded me how kickass this song and she was. Never have I seen a better impersonation than perhaps my sister who dressed as Winehouse several years ago for Halloween (pictures by request). And I think this song is a great up beat poppy tune about that kind of adoration. So to all my divas that have past, current and are yet to be, this one's for you.



Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.

And I Think Of All The Things, Of What You're Doing, And in my head I Paint A Picture.

Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your ginger Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Why Dont You Come On Over, Valerie.

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Did You Have To Go To Jail, Put Your House Out Up For Sale, Did You Get A Good Lawyer.

I Hope You Didnt Catch A Tan, I Hope You Find The Right Man, Who'll Fix It For You.

Are You Shopping Anywhere, Change The Color Of Your Hair, And Are You Busy.

Did You Have To Pay That Fine, That You Were Dodging All The Time, Are You Still Dizzy.

Well Since I Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Oh Wont You Come On Over, Stop Making A Fool Out Of Me, Oh Why Don't You Come On Over, Valerie.

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Well Sometimes I Go Out, By Myself, And I Look Across The Water.

And I Think Of All The Things, What You're Doing, And In My Head I Paint A Picture.

Since I've Come Home, Well My Body's Been A Mess, And I Miss Your Tender Hair, And The Way You Like To Dress.

Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie
Valerie

Why Don't You Come On Over Valerie...