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November 2008

11/27/08



“The Dustland Fairytale begins

With just another white trash county kiss in ’61.
Long brown hair, and foolish eyes.
He’d look just like you’d want him to
Some kind of slick chrome American prince.

Blue Jean serenade
Moon river what you do to me?
I don’t believe you.

Saw Cinderella in a party dress, she was looking for a nightgown.
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands, he’s getting ready for the showdown.
I saw the minute that I turned away, I got my money on a pawn tonight.

Change came in disguise of revelation, set his soul on fire.
She said she always knew he’d come around.
And the decades disappear
Like sinking ships but we persevere.
God gives us hope but we still fear, we don’t know.

Your mind is poisoned.
Castles in the sky, sit stranded, vandalized.
The drawbridge is closing.

Saw Cinderella in a party dress, she was looking for a nightgown.
I saw the devil wrapping up his hands, he’s getting ready for the showdown.
I saw the ending where they turned the page, I threw my money and I ran away.
Sent to the valley of the great divide
Out where the dreams all hide.
Out where the wind don’t blow,
Out here the good girls die.
And the sky won’t know
Out here the bird don’t sing
Out here the field don’t blow
Out here the bell don’t ring
Out here the bell don’t ring


Out here the good girls die
Now Cinderella don’t you go to sleep, it’s such a bitter form of refuge.
Why don’t you know the kingdoms under siege and everyone needs you?
Is there still magic in the midnight sun, or did you leave it back in ’61?
In the cadence of a young man’s eyes?
Out where the dreams all hide…”
~The Dustland Fairytale
The Killers, Day &Age

Not a horrible CD, but not mind-blowing either. The songs are theatrical and dramatic, lots of do or die attitude and really powerful parts and choices. But that kind of sound doesn’t always do it for me, so it’s not an album that’s going to get much repeat listen once i’m over it (which’ll be about 2 more minutes). This song was cool, really like the chorus. “I saw the devil wrapping up his hands/he’s getting ready for the showdown”–such a good line! Couple other cool spots like that on the album,one verse in the single that’s got some good lines, and Neon Tiger is catchy as hell. But I still like Hot Fuss better.

What it comes down to? The Killers think they’re a more important band than they really are in the scheme of things.

But I think that’s kind of their charm–what’s wrong with dreaming big?

11/20/08

Really wish i could find a good live clip of this song.

Listened to their live CD, “Guster on Ice” today when it came up on my shuffle. That’s why I love shuffle sometimes–i’ll come across an album I haven’t played in awhile. I love re-experiencing an album–remembering what i liked about, seeing if any of my tastes have changed. You notice different elements. But live Guster sounds damn good to me.

I love how uplifting/moving this song sounds, even though the lyrics can be read as pessimistic and rather victimized. The whole album is a bit like that–I have a huge attachment to “Lost and Gone Forever.” I think it’s a really really cohesive album, all the songs have a similar message and theme and it’s just so consistent.

If that’s all you will be
You’ll be a waste of time
You’ve dreamed a thousand dreams
None seem to stick in your mind

Two points for honesty
It must make you sad to know that
Nobody cares at all

I want to be where I’ve never been before
I want to be there and then I’d understand
Know I’m right and do it right
Could I get to be like that
How to know what I don’t know
Nothing more to gain

Will I get better or stay the same?
I find I always move too slowly
Can’t lift a finger
Can’t change my mind
I never knew till someone told me that

If that’s all you will be
You’ll be a waste of time
You’ve dreamed a thousand dreams
None seem to stick in your mind

Two points for honesty
It must make you sad to know that
Nobody cares at all

–Guster, Two Points for Honesty
Lost and Gone Forever

11/19/08

So, Brandon Flowers displayed his sexiness for GQ (gah) right before The Killers album drops (Nov. 22).

Sexy? sexy.

Promote much? There’s validation in endorsements–especially when it’s modeling for GQ (and looking that good doing it). I’ve always liked them/him, though. I thought Sam’s Town was a great record, and the Sawdust b-sides are tons of fun.

Listened to this song a few times lately:


You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch it now
Here he comes

He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined
When you were young

Can we climb this mountain
I don’t know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
Let’s take it easy
Easy now, watch it go

We’re burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane
That started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
And see the place where you used to live
When you were young

They say the devil’s water
It ain’t so sweet
You don’t have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while
–The Killers, When You Were Young
Sam’s Town

11/18/08

One of my favorite Smashing Pumpkins songs…the other is “Disarm.”

Sleep will not come to this tired body now
Peace will not come to this lonely heart
There are some things I’ll live without
But I want you to know, that I need you right now
I need you tonight

I steal a kiss from her sleeping shadow moves
‘Cause I’ll always miss her wherever she goes
I’ll always need her more than she could ever need me
I need someone to ease my mind
But sometimes a someone is so hard to find
And I’ll do anything, to keep her here tonight
And I’ll say anything, to make her feel alright
And I’ll be anything, to keep her here tonight
‘Cause I want you to stay, please
I need you tonight

She comes to me, like an angel out of time
As I play the part of a saint on my knees
There are some things I’ll live without
But I want you to know, that I need you right now
Suffer my desire
Suffer my desire
Suffer my desire, for you

–Smashing Pumpkins, In the Arms of Sleep
Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness

11/18/08

Hey, you beauty supreme.
Yeah, you were right about me.
But can I get myself out from underneath
This guilt that will crush me
In the choir, I saw our sad Messiah.
He was bored and tired of my laments.
He said, “I died for you one time, but never again”

Well I love you so much, but do me a favor baby and don’t reply.
Cause I can dish it out, but I can’t take it.
–Brand New, Limousine
The Devil And God Are Raging Inside Me

love this song. Was disturbed when I realized what it was actually about–a seven year old girl who was decapitated in a limousine on the way to a wedding because the limo collided with a drunk driver (or maybe it was the limo driver who was drunk).

For some reasons, iTunes reverses the tracklisting of this CD, so i have to listen to it backwards, or click track by track. It sounds okay backwards.

11/17/08

Sheer loveliness in her performance, I love the movement of this song as well. It’s got a beautiful structure, because it just builds and soars so well. Chilling song structure #3!

11/17/08

Excellent example of how good a lack of a structured chorus can be.

I’m standing on this corner.
Can’t get their attention.
Facing rush hour faces turned around.
I clutch my stack of paper, press one to a chest,
then watch it swoop and stutter to the ground.
I’m weary with right-angles, abbreviated daylight,
and waiting for a winter to be done.
Why do I still see you in every mirrored window,
in all that I could never overcome?
How I don’t know what I should do with my hands when I talk to you.
How you don’t know where you should look, so you look at my hands.
How movements rise and then dissolve, melted by our shallow breath.
How causes dance away from me.
I am your pamphleteer.

I walk this room in time to the beat of the Gestetner,
contemplate my next communique.
The rhetoric and treason of saying that I’ll miss you.
Of saying “Hey, well maybe you should stay.”
Sing “Oh what force on earth could be weaker than the feeble strength of one”
like me remembering the way it could have been.
Help me with this barricade.
No surrender. No defeat.
A spectre’s haunting Albert Street.
I am your pamphleteer.

–The Weakerthans, Pamphleteer
Left & Leaving

I used this song in a paper to talk about different kinds of song structure–ie, chorus-less ones. Here, the bolded part, has a such a great vocal build and then instrumental break that gives me the same kind of chills every time. And it doesn’t need a repeated chorus or something, just the one line and sad descending chords. Simplicity, simplicity, simplicity…it’s also about socially fucking up, which is always a good song topic.

11/17/08

Fave placebo song, I think…really beautiful.

(That photograph isn’t doing it for me, though.)

Time to pass you to the test.
Hanging on my lover’s breath,
Always coming second best,
Pictures of my lover’s chest.

Get through this night, there are no second chances.
This time I might
To ask the sea for answers.

Always falling to the floor,
Softer than it was before.
Dog boy – media whore,
It’s who the hell you take me for.

Give up this fight, there are no second chances.
This time I might
To ask the sea for answers.

These bonds are shackle free,
Wrapped in lust and lunacy.
Tiny touch of jealousy,
These bonds are shackle free.

Get through this night, there are no second chances.
This time I might.
To ask the sea for answers.
These bonds are shackle free
These bonds are shackle free
These bonds are shackle free
These bonds are shackle free

Get through this, there are no second chances.
This time. To ask the sea for answers.

–Placebo, Ask for Answers
Without You I’m Nothing

11/17/08

You know what i hate?

Lyrics Web sites.
Fuck them.

They all fucking suck.

SongMeanings is the only one that doesn’t make me feel like I’m being screamed at by ADS!!! BOOBS OF CELEBRITIES!!!! FLASHING COLORS!!!!!! and it takes me forever to find the damn things. Then when you get to the text it’s like tiny white-on-black Verdana.

But the reason SongMeanings sucks is because i always end up wasting a shitton of time reading through the emo blog posts, and then I feel like a voyeur of 16 year old kids who all seem to want to slit their wrists (or fuck the girl from math class who just did the same), but not before imparting their wisdoms onto the anonymity-granting comment forums literally littering the Internet. Fuck comment forums.

AZLyrics is the best site I can find otherwise (at least, it’s the one i’ve been using the longest) and their selection often bites, or takes you elsewhere on the Internet.

It is so addicting though, the SongMeanings post things. Everyone’s name is a song or something, “poisonhearts,” “thequietthings666,” “or whatever. Gaggaggag, laughlaughlaugh, readreadread.

So finding song lyrics is a horrible process. That’s all. Please….someone out there MUST sympathize with this. How come we’ve never talked about this?! It’s been pissing me off for years! Feels so good to say something.

Also, watch this, because SpeakEasy/Makeshift kicks ass and because Eddie Munster is an asshole:
Music Fan Fest 2008
http://mediaservices.myspace.com/services/media/embed.aspx/m=46654146,t=1,mt=video

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