Don't Have Anything To Say But I Have This...

X and I share a mutual love for music, of which we seem to have the same variety of love, so we share our discoveries with each other. Yesterday he posted this band to my FB wall and I thought sure I'll check them out. Well that decision led me to purchase their EP of itunes after one song (it's 6.99) and I really haven't stopped listening to it.



It is just a sample, seriously check them out.

And while you're at it Emeli Sande - if you haven't checked her out, she has a new live album which covers her first album's material and adds some new songs for the price of the first one - and she like Lake Side Dive and even potentially The Lone Bellow are better live. It's amazing - though Youtube doesn't quite convey that alas, but here it is:

Soundtrack at the Moment

I love music.  I may not love all the same music as X and vice versa - but I think it is fair to say we both consider the presence of  a musical soundtrack in our lives.

The songs getting high rotation right in my brain right now:

Don't You Wanna Stay - Why? I have to confess love the sound of both their voices, and together, well honey - don't you wanna stay? I do.

Are You Going to Kiss Me or Not? - Song lyrics that sound better as song lyrics than as a conversation are always good.

Dance Me to the End of Love - it's the Civil Wars, enough said

What Do You Want? - Reminds me of AB, it is actually one of those songs that sounds better as lyrics than as a conversation - a conversation I should have when he decides to drop in next time regardless of whether he is sober or not - even though the song isn't completely relevant at this time.  If you're wondering who the lady is, it's Rachel Bradshaw.

Who Are You When I'm Not Looking? - Song makes me smile and also makes me self conscious as I've been pretty much living alone for the last year - I think I have some interesting habits - which is one of the many reasons I don't like living alone, I think it would fully develop L's penchant for stripping the minute she walked in the door.

There is not much new to report

I don't want to go for a run, I mean I do, but I don't - I think it's the fear of what will happen... the fear, a fabulous topic that keeps coming up around here... I will do it, I promise and I will update everyone. But at this moment, the only thing I am trying to focus on is this cover of Billie Jean - which happens to be sung by the Civil Wars which seem to be the hottest thing since sliced bread or something like that - well according to my Twitter feed that is.

Update

Well of course it had to snow - so one more day "resting" at home I guess won't hurt.  I finished off my blood tests today - and all came back normal - just great... yes it is and it isn't... but on another note - Bravo just had this video on when I turned the TV on tonight and I think you should check it out - and PS the lady singing is not Joss Stone oddly enough, it is not.

Caught My Breath

I was given the cd, from which this song is on. Long and short of it - I needed to buy a new cd alarm clock to play the cd. So I schlepped down to BestBuy and got it, and when it was all set up I put the cd player on shuffle because that's how I am. Well I almost fainted - it was like the gifter's voice was this song and er wow and all that jazz. So it's not a perfect correlation but yes, yes and yes in many places.

Trying to Find the Words

I do not have writer's block, I have a brain block.

I was trying to find a song that conveys all I am thinking and processing but I cannot - it isn't just in one song, it's a whole music library.  But we'll start here

Thanks

A good friend of mine introduced me to Jeff Buckley - and while I will admit it will likely take some time for him to specifically grow on me - like Damien Rice did - his songs are amazing.  And as such I'm posting this cover of one of said friend's favorite songs.

Hmmm

Well I am no sicker, but no healthier.  My acupuncturist insists I'm paranoid, to which I feel like saying lots of things which would support her statement.  But regardless I'm off to bed, sleep and more sleep seems to be the only option.  But when I am awake I'm listening to this lovely lady whose MTV Music award performance caught my full attention.  Wow to the song and running in those heels...

I promise I will do my reading...

considering my laundry is on its way, the errands are done, I went for a short run and the house is tidy and all I have left to do is update my gluten free blog... this day has been productive.  This song came on the TV as I was getting finished in the kitchen - the topic of love and loneliness seems to be floating around the interwebs today, and I know that this song may not be uplifting per say but I still think it's pretty great, and well the harmonies are pretty fabulous too.

I love this song too

Be Patient

I know this music selection might seem a little off let me explain that I have always liked Emimen (in part), there is a lot that I don't appreciate.  While I might have appreciated his products post-8 mile, I love this song.  There is something about seeing the growth/maturity in someone who has made negative choices in their life.  Good job - hopefully he'll inspire our lost generations of men to not be afraid of challenges and responsibility:



PS It makes really good writing music.

Deep Breath

I've been thinking, more than I should, and while my brain is beyond fried at this moment I am going to force it work while I wait for my tater tots (I need a GF carbohydrate in my stomach to soak up the monstrosity of apple, tea and coffee). 

To the point, rather than the death (sorry Princess Bride moment), I have been listening to Brooke Fraser's cd on endless repeat as of late for various reason - soothing, good message, and monotone in a good way.   There is a line in CS Lewis song, "Am I lost or just less found?"  I am trying to make peace with this journey.  Trust and the future have yet to clearly go hand in hand in my life.  I've had many moments of full force forward movement with equally full force stops.  This journey while great in theory, those moments before this class started, and in all those moments that could come.   But at this moment I wonder if all this is just me lost somewhere.  I can't see that and maybe that is what worries me.  This present moment worries me more as it all seems right.  Right is so relative in our understandings of our own life never mind how other lives with affect us and vice versa.

So on that note I will say I'm less found, and I hope to keep find more of me, like my back bone and the maturity guts to email my professor and say I need help.... that if you know me is not something I ask for casually.

I Promise I am smarter than I seem

Today marked the first day I opened up iTunes on "my" laptop, see it's not mine, it's Ms.J's older Apple. So I don't know maybe I felt like I am "living" in someone else space so why open the cupboards. Well let's just say I think people should open Ms. J's cupboards more often - this pretty lady has some good tunes stored.

Example:

A Little Honesty Time

I am a believer that if you put your fears out in the open that their power over you diminishes.

So folks here it goes:

I am scared shitless about the GRE/GRE Lit exam and graduate school and all that business.  Why?  Well a few years ago I wrote the MCAT which if we are being really honest I did not study well for - though for anyone who's taken it in it's original form I wonder if you could really ever study enough - needless to say I could have and should have studied harder. C'est la vie, and so is this.  I have been studying and reading and reading some more and working on this Shakespeare class - and as much as it all makes me tick and yadda yadda - as much as I can say it's not the MCAT saga, it's scary.  It's beyond scary.

Yep so there is the fear I have been laying out in an attempt to deflate it...

In moments like this I listen to this lovely song - this lady's word has carried me through many moments - this happens to be one of them

Oddly I'm Exhausted

Our lazy weekend in PDX has wiped me out and is making Hamlet my enemy - making just about any activity my enemy so I'm about to crawl back into bed and try and forget today...

But since I'm here it's time for the hodge podge posting that happens in these moments.  Wheat is evil, dairy ain't amazing either - but what is amazing is Happy Hour - Ms. J and I discovered PDX has an amazing institution for cheap ass drinkers like myself - well that and you get awesome food with it at really good prices but that all will be on the other blog - travel on over there...

Well so what did we do in PDX other than try to stay dry - well I tried to read through articles and in the process found myself struggling to find a paper topic that I had initially thought was easy - it seems my topic is part of a never ending circular discussion in which no one seems to make any kind of literary movement laterally away from the center - so it's yes to this and no to that and maybe to those ideas - does not work for me - I need something that I can even with some folly argue...  So no progress there - another place of no progress is my book addiction or my AB one for that - damn boy has reappeared in my brain - though not like that - let's start with the books.   There are books on my floor now - lots of books.  I am actually kind of scared - I have yet to know a time in my life when I owned this large a stack of books I had not read.  There have been many times I have had 20+ research books in various stacks on my floor but not like this.

As for AB it appears that after watching the SATC marathon with Ms. J on Saturday, my Mr. Big was never really a bad cold like AB - it is the weakness of the pride - the Maginot line for my heart - there is huge gaping hole in the defense structure that I still can't seem to want to build defense for.  That there is there is the issue - I know he's the shits for me in every way - it's the desire for defense that isn't present. Right now I'm going to claim a possibly lethal combination of apathy and loneliness.  I don't much care for a relationship but I wouldn't mind if I could get a little itch scratched - not that kind of itch - you know a hug, a kiss those little things that put that pep in your step. 

Oh well Hamlet is calling my name from the bed - wonder what he can do for me today.

Ms. J claims I interlock my reading, writing and music choices and it is very true normally one leads to the other so today's post in part was encouraged by this song, which I will apologize is older and so therefore all youtube has is a poor incomplete copy:

Awesome doesn't describe it...

Watched semi's in the front row

Waved a flag hollered until horse

Cheered with MsJ, PU and AL

AB became a new person today

I know it's just a phase

Introduced MsJ to V for Vendetta

Tonight partied to the end with MsJ

Sang swayed snapped clapped and cheered

I believe Serena is plain awesome

With those 6 words I say

Check out this lovely talented lady

I Think I Just

well you don't really want to know what happened when I saw the picture below of an acquaintance's blog *goosebumps, shivers and etc*

Of course they didn't source it, so I'm going to have to search for how it was done because it appears that the spines remained unaltered - how my dear would you do that then, search for coloured spines of your favorite books... they don't really make those, when they do they are normally hard covered books...

PS the whole set up actually makes me extraordinarily happy, white is luxury and the color is well, I'm speechless at the beauty and the BOOKS, oh the books.

PPS - FOUND IT

PPPS - I found this lovely man's music - oh loveliness.

A Little Music for a Rainy Friday Afternoon

Letting someone else doing the talking for me...or singing

I can't sing - sure I sing, but I mean like I can't sing on key or all that - but I admire the ability to put emotions into a condensed space where they surprisingly don't sounds compressed, over simplified or weak. Serena does that - these two songs( Weak in the Knees and All for Love ) speak to the AB issue

I might just have found AB's theme song

Theme songs are a common thing around here, music can often sum up things better than any words I could string together - CEF and OM had one, BV didn't validate one, but I stumbled across this one in anticipation of a concert last tonight and I feel like maybe it needs to be shared...

Slow down sister cause I just can’t love ya
But I just can’t get you off my mind

I ain’t your fool, I’m not falling
I’m not falling in love with you
I play by my rules
And believe me
You don’t want me too close to you

And even though you look so fine
I’ve been on this broken road one too many times

So slow down sister cause I just can’t love ya
But I just can’t get you off my mind
Oh and Lord knows I need ya
But I just don’t want to
Put this rusted heart upon the line

I’ve heard people say
That I’m crazy
That I’m crazy for avoiding you
But honey I got my freedom
And my reasons
All the reasons for what I do

But that last kiss just did me in
And I don’t wanna look at you as something
More than a friend

Oh slow down sister
I’ve got to make you mine
Oh all I’m asking for is just a little time
A little more time

I find myself...

Talking to my radio in the morning - I listen to junky pop music in the morning, because anything soothing may result in a morning similar to this morning - rolling over and taking in another hour of bliss in the light of the fall morning sun. That sentence could be improved too by adding, rolling over and taking in another hour of bliss in the light of the fall morning sun with ____ (fill it in however you wish - a cat, a specific person, a cup of coffee - any of those would have been welcome) but anyways... I digress. I was in the middle of trying to decide if I wanted to wear a skirt, considering I could, or if it would be too chilly to do so... when Taylor Swift came on with this lovely song, and I found myself chastising her. I know Taylor didn't deserve it, but hell that's how it came out, and maybe I was right, maybe she was right, maybe in the end does matter anymore than my decision to wash my towels first instead of last.

PS In case you wanted to know - I dance similar to Taylor - which is why you will NEVER see me do it in public... I could never pull off the adorable dork part essential for making it tolerable