Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

2.05.2010


"I GOT SOME FANCY SHOES TO TRY AND GIGGLE AWAY THESE BLUES"

My brother and sister-in-law introduced me to Brett Dennen a while back and I've since then been listening to his albums and enjoying his music more and more every day. The other night I played this song (loudly) as I prepared dinner (with wine in hand) and as I listened to the lyrics it literally stopped me in my tracks. Although it was not the first time I had heard this song, it moved me for the first time. I listened to it over and over because in some small insignificant fashion I could relate to what he was saying even though I hadn't a clue as to what he was singing so passionately about. I didn't care. It didn't matter. It made me happy. It made me miss my parents. And think about where I am. What I've lost and what I have. It moved me.


When I heard the news,
My heart fell on the floor
I was on a plane on my way to Baltimore

In these trouble times it's hard enough as it is

My soul has a known a better life than this


I wonder how so many can be in so much pain,
While others don't seem to feel a thing

Then I curse my whiteness,
and I get so damn depressed,
In a world with suffering,
Why should I be so blessed?

I heard about a women who lives in Colorado,
She built a monument of sorts behind the garage door

Where everyday she prays for all whom are born

And all whose souls have passed on


Sometimes my trouble gets so thick

I can't see how I'm gonna get through it

but then I'd rather be stuck up in a tree
Then be tied to it
There is so much more.


I don't feel comfortable with the way my clothes fit

I can't get used to my body's limits
I got some fancy shoes to try and giggle away these blues
(red peep toes, with bow)

They cost a lot of money but they arent worth a thing
(don't worry baby)


I wanna free my feet from the broken glass and concrete
I need to get out of this city
Lay apon the ground stare a hole in the sky
Wondering where I go when I die
When I die.

3.12.2009

NOTHING GOOD HAPPENS AFTER MIDNIGHT ANYWAY*
This song stopped me in my gourmet-dinner-making tracks the other night. The more I listen to it, the more I love it. I've never seen David Letterman so fired up after a musical performance.
*(PMT quote)


2.25.2009

RANDOM OBSESSION
So I'm not quite sure where I was or what I was doing in 2005 but apparently I missed the release of this Coldplay song. I don't know what it is about this song, but among many things, it brings out the air guitar playin' fool in me. The video is good, not great (except the part when the song accelerates and the crowd is on their feet singing and you see Chris Martin let out a sweet, modest smile . . . 4:23 minutes into the video to be exact). He's humble, proud, slightly surprised, hoping he remembers the rest of the song, trying to control his goosebumps, wondering if he should let the crowd take over, telling himself to act like he's been there before like his buddies Garth and Bono . . . wondering why he doesn't have Paige T. Sullivan as his life coach. Yet amazingly he gets through the song flawlessly, and almost 4 years later he has a new fan.