Sunday, December 6, 2009

together we'll sing songs and tell exaggerated stories about the way we feel today and tonight and in the morning.

 I am, by no means, eager to have a baby of an kind any time even remotely soon...BUT, among the few people in the world I can say I'd be willing to give up on that for is Julian Casablancas. I love The Strokes and I love 'My Drive Thru' with Santogold and Pharell, not to mention the song he did with Andy Samberg and his hilarious band of SNL fame The Lonely Island, 'Boombox' is not only really cool musically, but funny. As shit. His new solo release Phrazes for the Young, though. It's beyond gooood.

My favorite track on the album is '4 Chords of the Apocalypse' which, as Coco says (rather crudely), 'makes me wet.' 

If I can break it down any less clearly, I'm sure going to try. When I first got the album I listened to it and I had that feeling you get playing 7 Minutes in Heaven with some boy you really, really, really want to kiss. From start to finish, the music exhilarated me. I recommend it if you're into that sort of thing. Cheap thrills. Mmmm.


I'm not going to share '4 Chords...' with you right now, though. Along with all the other songs, I'm really feeling the song 'Out of the Blue' because it reminds me so explicitly of the love I have for the love I have. Especially when I miss him the most, which is right now and times like it. But the course of love never did run smooth, or some such nonsense.

'Out of the Blue'

Somewhere along the way, my hopefulness turned to sadness.Somewhere along the way , my sadness turned to bitterness.Somewhere along the way, my bitterness turned to anger. Somewhere along the way, my anger turned to vengeance.And the ones that I made pay were never the ones who deserved it, and the ones who deserved it, they'll never understand it. Yes, I know I'm going to Hell in a purple basket, at least I'll be in another world while you're pissing on my casket...

How could you be..oh, so perfect for me? Why can't you ignore all  things I did before?

Somewhere along the way, exacting vengeance gave excitement. Somewhere along the way, that excitement turned to pleasure.Somewhere along the way, that pleasure turned to madness. But sooner or later, that kind of madness turns into pain. And the ones that I made pay were never the ones who deserved it. Those who helped me along the way, I smacked them as I thanked them. Yes, I know I'm going to Hell in a leather jacket, at least I'll be in another world while you're pissing on my casket. And all that I can do is sing a song of faded glory, and all you got to do is sit there, look great, and make them horny. Together we'll sing songs and tell exaggerated stories about the way we feel today and tonight and in the morning...

How could you be.. oh, so perfect for me? Why can't you ignore all the things I did before?

Take all your fears, pretend they're all true. Take all your plans, pretend they fell through. But that's what it's like for most people in this world. The rich or the poor, Muslims or Jews --when roles are reversed, opinions are too.

That's all I'm gonna say now.
Before they come knocking on my door now.

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