I was driving home today in the cool summer nights air when this song came on the radio. After a shitty day with really no end or solution in sight, when I felt so low and beaten down by life this song was the most perfect thing I could have heard. Since I moved out of the small town I grew up in with the endless deserted back rounds I haven’t gotten to drive without a destination in a long time. Sometimes there is no better comfort you can give yourself then the shelter from your own thoughts driving down a quiet road with nothing but you, your music, and perfect summer night air whipping through your body.
A soul in tension — that’s learning to fly
Condition grounded but determined to try
Can’t keep my eyes from the circling skies
Tongue-tied and twisted just an earth-bound misfit, I
Pink Floyd-Learning to fly
Almost two years ago I was sitting in a nearly empty apartment with nothing but my bed clear from boxes upon boxes stacked from floor to ceiling. After two months of no place to call my own I had finally signed the lease to an apartment, my very first apartment alone but the last thing I felt was happiness to be where I was. I was at one of the lowest points in my life and I was alone, so painfully alone but I had to smile! And be happy! And pump my fist in the air after I jogged the steps leading into my apartment because I had done it! This is exactly what I wanted, a place that was only mine, free to do whatever and whoever I pleased but if this is true, then why am I so painfully lonely and scared? After my ex boyfriend and his friend had moved the last of my boxes into my tiny one bedroom apartment I said goodbye, closed the door, sat in the middle of my mattress and cried and cried until my eyes were swollen shut and I felt like I could flood the world with the amount of pain that was inside my body at that very moment in time. I cried until the darkness finally took me to sleep and when I woke the next morning in a room so utterly foreign to me I was determined to start getting things in order to make it feel like my home instead of a strangers house that I had accidentally stumbled drunk into at 4 the previous morning.
Before I started unpacking that day I took a trip to Walmart to get a few things I needed for the apartment and while I was there I bought a tiny two speaker CD player and one CD since I couldn’t afford much and I was too afraid to listen to any of the Cd’s I already had because every word of every song made me think of one time or another when I wasn’t alone and life was normal and happy. The CD I bought that day was Mumford and Sons- Sigh no more. I had no cable or internet yet so my only option to break the deafening silence while I was unpacking was that CD or the radio but I never had to tune in a radio station because I put that CD in when I got home and did not stop listening to it over and over and over again for at least a month. It was a CD written for me at the exact moment of time that I was going through all of this, the album is literally perfect front to back. I’d like to think it did a lot for me though, good and bad. I really think that CD is what helped me through so much of the healing process after the breakup and I will never forget that.
Anyways, the point of this whole thing was that this song came on my roommates Ipod when I was taking a shower today and I stood in the shower listening to his voice and I got lost in a moment of time that happened almost 2 years ago in a whole different city, in what seems now like a whole different life. Amazing how music can get you like that.
white blank page and a swelling rage, rage
You did not think when you sent me to the brink, to the brink
You desired my attention but denied my affections, my affections
5 of my favorite eCards, because who doesn’t love these things?
I have become a huge fan of folk music over the past couple of years. Which really comes as no surprise to me as I am my fathers daughter whether I like it or not. Always growing up my dad exposed me to music. All different kinds of music, some I hated at the time and some I loved and for reasons I really couldnt put my finger on. One of those loves was oddly enough, bluegrass. I LOVE bluegrass and I can’t explain why. There is something so powerful about bluegrass music and of course, folk would be a cousin of bluegrass.
I had heard of the head and the heart and heard one of their songs before I went to a concert with my best friend and The Head and the Heart opened. The sound of their music filling the arena was so powerful I can’t even describe it. The voice that comes from that woman could move an ocean. One of the most exciting things about the rise of folk music recently is that it has exposed the world to so many different amazingly beautiful woman singers! It is really sad when you think of the major artists centered in the alternative/folk/indie rock circle and their are so few woman! So hearing the woman finally sneaking their way in and sharing their talents is really a wonderful thing!
This is one of my favorite Head and the Heart songs beautiful music, beautiful lyrics.
Tell me somethin’, give me hope for the night
We don’t know how we feel
We’re just prayin’ that we’re doin’ this right
Though that’s not the way it seems
I have been a huge fan of Sublime since I was probably in middle school. No one can replace Bradly, but I will give it to Rome he is good! Like real good and I think once he’s done with Sublime he’ll go on to be even more successful. Plus it helps that I’m a sucker for that sexy chubby look.
Take it or leave it.
Cause I’m really leaving.
I’ve purchased my ticket to New York.
First thing in the morning,
Kissing you good morning,
And whispering goodbye.