Bon Iver & Iceland

Beauty abound ...

Wake Up

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

I think I need you to be here with me

We all want a better life
I think I found it in this place
Everything is so sublime
You should come with me
We all want a better life
I think I found you just in time
And I feeling so divine
We all want a better life
And I'm not going home
I'm not ever going home



Esthero will forever remind me of Jarod, NYC, Hiro Ballroom and an incredibly drunk performance.

And I never was smart with love

I let the bad ones in and the good ones go
But I'm gonna love you like I've never been hurt before
I'm gonna love you like I'm indestructible
Your love is ultra magnetic and
it's taking over
This is hardcore
And I'm indestructible

Baby boy I'm staying here

Distance makes the heart grow weak
So that the mouth can barely speak
Except to those who hide their needs
And I have read the golden seal
That tell of how the seedlings feel
Reminds my heart what love can yield


Z

Tip of the week

I really love Bon Iver. My old cubie let me rip For Emma, Forever Ago a couple of years ago and I've been hooked since.

Skinny Love was one of three break-up songs when P3 and I were done. It breaks my heart every time I hear 'skinny love just last a year' - god do you want those non-forever relationships to just make it a little longer.

The music is mellow, there's no denying it, but it is so good. In fact, they're so good, I've listened to the albums (at work) a total of 145 times.

Blood Bank is a short four songs, but each will make you ache and wish they had included just one more.

So there's my tip of the week. Bon Iver. Go, enjoy. You can thank me later. I've already thanked Adam, many times.

Oh won't you come on over

And I think of all the things,
What you're doing,
And in my head I paint a picture.

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.

You're my motorcycle mama

Think of me as a helping hand, nothing more nothing less than that
We could sing all your hardships away
You deserve the best, you should expect nothing less
We could live in bliss, if you just say yes
On a night like this, life can change with a kiss

Start to flirt with satisfied

She says if you’re not here, at least make sure you miss me.
So when I miss her I make sure to let her know.
It’s the least that I could do and sure I guess I like it too,
I’m Mr. Charming without the charming.



How can you not love Dan?

For once unafraid, I can go where life leads me

For once in my life, I won't let sorrow hurt me
Not like it's hurt me before
For once, I have something I know won't desert me
I'm not alone anymore

I wanna believe in everything you believe

I was less than amazing
Do not know what all the troubles are for
Fall asleep in your branches
You're the only thing I want anymore

I and Love and You

Normally, I would find this pretentious or something ... a mission statement for an album. But not this time.

From The Avett Brothers album I and Love and You, as written by Seth Avett:


"The words 'I' and 'Love' and 'You' are the watermark of humanity. Strung together, they convey our deepest sense of humility, of power, of truth. It is our most common sentiment, even as the feeling of it is so infinitely uncommon: each to proclaim these three words with his or her own heart and mindset of reason (or lack thereof); a proclamation completely and perfectly new each time it is offered. Uttered daily and nightly by millions, the words are said in an unending array of circumstances: whispered to the newborn in a new mother's arms; shared between best friends on the playground; in the form of symptathy - said by a girl to a boy as the respect continues but the relationship does not. It is said too loudly by parents to embarrassed children in the company of their friends, and by grown children - to their fading parents in hospital beds. The words are thought in the company of the photograph and said in the company of the gravestone. It is how we end our phone calls and letters ... the words at the bottom of the page that trump all those above it, a way to gracefully finish a message, however important or trivial, with the most meaningful gift of all: the communication of love. And yet the words themselves have been the victims of triviality, a ready replacement for lesser salutations among near strangers, burst forth casually as 'love ya'. Truly? To what degree? Why, how much and for how long? These are questions befitting the stature of love, though not the everyday banter of vague acquaintance. The words have also been twisted by the dark nature of deceit; to 'I love you' with a dramatic measure of sythetic emotion; a snare set by those who prey upon fellow humanity, driven to whatever selfish end, to gain access to another's body, or their money, or their opportunity. In this realm, the proclamation is disgraced by one seeking to gain rather than give. In any case, and by whatever inspiration, these words are woven deeply into the fibers of our existence. Our longing to hear them from the right place is maddeningly and simultaneously our finest strength and our most gentle weakness. ...

We are powerful, yet weak, capable yet temporary. Inevitably, an attempt to place honesty within an artistic avenue will follow suit. This is a piece which shows us as we are: products of love surrounded by struggle. ...

Perhaps the inabilty to say these heaviest of words is as much a part of life as the lighthearted candor of those who say them without any difficulty at all. And so it ends with the phrase whispered to and by those of us most defeated and most elated ... I and love and you ..."

PS - the cd is pretty freaking good.

Music is my boyfriend

Well, it's kinda true. I don't claim to know music as well as some people, but I do love music.

I especially love live music. There are few ways to spend money better. You often get a great set, incredible energy and well, a bit of awesomeness.

Thankfully, I have found people in Vancouver that like music as much as I do. It's easy to drag them out and bop along with me.

I worry that I won't stay hip with my music, that when I am 35 I am going to still be listening to the same music I am today.

I want to grow. I don't want to be like my parents thinking, what the fuck are you listening to? I want to be in the know of great music.

Like Lis' parents. She takes her parents to Coldplay, and Beck and interesting music.

My parents on the other hand listen to talk radio and have no idea who Beck or Coldplay are.

Please let me stay cool. PLEASE

A new invention

I found this website that allows you to create playlists and share it with your peeps.

Well peeps, here is my playlist for the week of February 19, 2007.

Let's see if I can keep this up. It doesn't have all the songs I was hoping for, but it has a lot. Even some small groups. Pretty cool shit if you ask me.

Word to tha mutha!


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