Sunday, May 16, 2010

Time Is Fleeting and Meaningless

If there were only five seconds left for you to say every word you had left unspoken for the last ten years, what would you say? Which words would you pick to say? Not many, of course, because you only have five seconds, and some are wasted getting the guts to speak and taking a deep breath in, letting air in your body as if your mouth were a coin slot and air heading towards your lungs were the coins, guaranteeing that you would actually utter the words and not change your mind. What would you say? Or would you much rather play a song or a short melody that would leave words unspoken but one that would give away your deepest and darkest thoughts?

"I don't know why nobody told you,
how to unfold you love."

"I don't know how you were inverted,
no one alerted you."

Thursday, May 6, 2010

How To Disappear Completely

A girl, about five years old, is sitting on a swing, aimlessly moving back and forth staring at the sand below her feet hoping the time when she’ll be able to reach it with her toes and sweep it into the air will come soon. The little grains of sand would make the air kind of dusty, would fly against the same winds that also made the palm trees stir, and disappear into the seemingly empty space. But one of these little specks that remained in the air would finally land on one of her bright pupils, creating an uncomfortable itch. If this girl were already nine years old, no longer forced to wear infantile sundresses and allowed to ride her bike to the park alone, she probably would not have done what she did if such thing had happened. She would have screamed as loudly as she could, the echo of her voice resounding against the trees and going back into her mouth where her uvula could be seen quiver slightly at the force of her cry. It was like a plea to be heard, how much she needed to be needed, all this time she’d been quiet, and how she longed to speak. But she couldn’t reach the sand with her toes yet, so the sand did not flick into the air and into the trees and back into her eye. So she was still on her swing imagining what it would feel like to yell that loudly. She could even feel the actual speck of dust in her eye, eventually producing a single teardrop rolling down her cheek and into the sand.

An adult way past his time of youthfulness would get scared and worried at the sight of a child not acting like a child should. That time goes by so fast and innocence gets lost so quickly. A child should play and laugh and do cartwheels on play mats and sing in choirs and be happy. A child that would much rather sit at the grown-ups table discussing the importance of literacy in third world countries and watching the news every night instead of playing in the pool with the rest of the kids at age nine, is not normal. But this particular child did not care, she’d long ago ditched her sundress and last week she had taken her first bike ride alone to the park. Not that she went to the park to play, of course that would be absolutely preposterous. She simply brought along her journal where she would jot down her observations on the landscape and every tiny little thing she saw. Mostly doodles and words she’d seen before but didn’t exactly understand. It fascinated her to the point of no return. How could she ever have time to play when there were so many things to watch? She could watch birds flying across the skies, the sun shining upon freshly mown grass, leaves falling unexpectedly to the ground in autumn, and staring back at her mother’s angry face. The rest of the kids are over there. Her perfectly manicured nail was pointing at the other side of the park. I don’t care for the rest of the kids. Not that she was a bitter child harboring spite against her mother and the rest of the kids. She was perfectly content. She would have time to be a child later, when she finished watching and listening to every single thing Earth had, she would play. When that happened, her mother would be so very happy and she’d be so very happy also.

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

"Well, I put so much thought into getting ready. Now I know that was the best part. It's so easy to get caught up in what I'm regretting."

Musical Bipolarity
(Also Known As: The Songs Put On Repeat This Week)

I've decided that since I basically change my mind on every single song each week and can't bear to post about a song that I used to love, but don't quite as love anymore today, I will post my weekly likings instead of picking random songs I've liked in the past. People get annoyed at my inability to leave my ipod on shuffle since I keep changing the song. Then, I wonder why I still have this song in my ipod since I don't really like to listen to it as much anymore. The answer is that perhaps this week I loathe it, and next week it'll be my favorite. I like to call it Musical Bipolarity.
This week, on Musical Bipolarity...

1. Fire Bomb - Rihanna

The lovers need to clear the road
Cause this thing is ready to blow
I just wanna set you on fire
So I wont have to burn alone
Then you
Then you'll know where
I'm coming from

As I probably mentioned before, I always try to find one song that might make a pop artist worth listening to. Firebomb is Rihanna's. The lyrics aren't very powerful but you can still see it. I really like the backing instruments and the feel to the song.

2. Gardenia - Mandy Moore

Well, I hear my own voice
Sounds so silly
Keep on telling my story all around
Everything I lost seems so different
Well, this is how everybody gets found

I always thought Mandy Moore had this cute but soulful voice. But I intensely disliked all of her albums. They were all some kind of overdone pop musical number. So that you can understand my suffering please care to listen to this. I would understand if your ears start bleeding and your eyes go blind. I think the music video sucks even more than the song. But anyway, Mandy Moore married Ryan Adams!!!!!!! If you do not know who he is, please find out now and look up any of his songs on youtube. He is epic. Mandy Moore started making good music as soon as she married this guy. And so she released "Wild Hope" and "Amanda Leigh" which are so good, it must be painful for her to remember the kind of music she made before.

3. Fly - Ludovico Einaudi

An instrumental. Just to sleep or read or relax. Breathtaking. The picture I get in my head when listening to this is a balloon going high up into the sky. Very, very good.

4. Your Hand In Mine - Explosions in the Sky

Another instrumental. Except it's a little more alternative and heavier than "Fly". I think they all tell a story even though they don't have any lyrics.

5. The Story - Brandi Carlile

All of these lines across my face
Tell you the story of who I am
So many stories of where I've been
And how I got to where I am
But these stories don't mean anything
When you've got no one to tell them to

Definitely my favorite this week. Sung with all the rage and all of her passion.

Power to the Women!

We have been mistreated, violated, used, defied, degraded, and *insert similar offensive verb* by the world. So now, we have the right to write deranged feminist songs about our suffering. I present to you, the girl power. Women were not the hunter-gatherers in prehistoric times, but tell me, who gave birth to the children and cooked for the men? Women did. Revenge was coming. Mary Wollstonecraft, then; Kate Nash, Regina Spektor, Taylor Swift (yes), Alanis Morisette, Joan Jett, now. I thought of my favorite woman power songs with my favorite lyrics and put them on here. :)

1. Merry Happy - Kate Nash

Dancing at discos
Eating cheese on toast
Yeah you make me merry make me very very happy
But you obviously, you didn't want to stick around

I can be alone, yeah
I can watch a sunset on my own
I can be alone, yeah
I can watch a sunset on my own
I can be alone
I can watch a sunset on my own

Kate Nash was a recent discovery. So amazing. This could be the hymn to independence in my opinion.

2. Fifteen - Taylor Swift

When all you wanted was to be wanted
Wish you could go back and tell yourself what you know now
Back then I swore I was gonna marry him someday
But I realized some bigger dreams of mine

I try to ignore most of the song because it really is overly cliche and the idea is completely unoriginal. But there are just a few lines that I think every teenage girl should hear.
It's not like you are going to marry him.

3. Bad Reputation - Joan Jett

Do I even need to write a description for this? You're living in the past, it's a new generation. It's Joan Jett.

4. If I Were A Boy - Beyonce

If I were a boy
Even just for a day
I’d roll outta bed in the morning
And throw on what I wanted then go
Drink beer with the guys
And chase after girls
I’d kick it with who I wanted
And I’d never get confronted for it.
Cause they’d stick up for me.

5. What It Feels Like For A Girl - Madonna

Girls can wear jeans
And cut their hair short
Wear shirts and boots
'Cause it's OK to be a boy
But for a boy to look like a girl is degrading
'Cause you think that being a girl is degrading
But secretly you'd love to know what it's like
Wouldn't you
What it feels like for a girl

Glee recently covered this one. It kind of sucked. It could have been good, but only guys were singing it, so it was... weird.

6. You Oughta Know - Alanis Morisette

And I'm here to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

I love Alanis Morisette. Jagged Little Pill is the best example of power to the women. I would write the rest of the awesome lyrics but they're a little R-rated. I also love the wail she does when she says "Here!" in the chorus. She rocks.

Wednesday, April 7, 2010

"I wanna hurry home to you put on a slow, dumb show for you and crack you up."

Do you know that feeling?
When you listen to a song and you feel goosebumps because you get what it's telling you so clearly that you want to laugh and cry all at the same time?
When that song might not make sense the first time, but all the other times it is simply breathtaking?
When you wait for those few seconds into the song, just so you can pay closer attention to those words you'd been waiting to hear?

It's here.

Standing at the punch table swallowing punch
can’t pay attention to the sound of anyone
a little more stupid, a little more scared
every minute more unprepared

I made a mistake in my life today
everything I love gets lost in drawers
I want to start over, I want to be winning
way out of sync from the beginning

You know I dreamed about you
for twenty-nine years before I saw you
You know I dreamed about you
I missed you for
for twenty-nine years

It's not because I can relate this song to my life or anything. It was just right there waiting to be played at the exact right time and place. My latest obsession, I feel like I am insulting this song by calling it my latest, as if I'll have a new one next week. I probably will, but right now I am living in this one. I'm afraid to look up other songs by The National, they'll probably be disappointing next to this one.

Saturday, March 20, 2010

Working Out: The Music

Recently, I've been getting into really, really bad music. Well, bad according to my standards. I have been listening to mexican pop and recent top 100 hits. This is not me. It's just that you just caught up in it. The music industry knows what the public likes and that's how they know how to make a song popular. Something catchy and upbeat that you want to listen to again and again. So here is I Gotta Feeling by The Black Eyed Peas (I cannot believe I lowered myself to this), When I Grow Up by The Pussycat Dolls, and Lovegame by Lady GaGa. Why, you ask? Because I have recently discovered that my resistance on the treadmill augments by 15 minutes when I listen to Hot N' Cold by Katy Perry rather than Blood Bank by Bon Iver.

So I have come to the conclusion that I can divide my musical taste into two categories: The Working Out/Having Fun Playlist and The Good Music Playlist.

The Workout Playlist

I won't even bother analyzing the lyrics. They're all pretty generic.

Thursday, March 11, 2010

Why Music is the Best Distraction and Helps With Anger Management.

Teenagers are often called 'rebellious', 'angsty', 'overly-dramatic', 'insufferable', etc... In fact, they are often mocked for using music as an escape, immediately being stereotyped as the typical spoiled and emotional teenager. The one who listens to 'emo' crap, writes poetry, and dreams of someday not being a loner and be admired by his fellow peers.

I actually think that this stereotype is completely overrated and exaggerated. My point is: emo music. Is it actually emo? What is emo anyway? Is there actually good so-called emo music out there? Next, I will answer these questions.

Emo, according to UrbanDictionary (Also Known As the most hilarious definitions ever):
Genre of softcore punk music that integrates unenthusiastic melodramatic 17 year olds who dont smile, high pitched overwrought lyrics and inaudible guitar rifts with tight wool sweaters, tighter jeans, itchy scarfs (even in the summer), ripped chucks with favorite bands signature, black square rimmed glasses, and ebony greasy unwashed hair that is required to cover at least 3/5 ths of the face at an angle.

Emo, according to general knowledge: short for emotional. To me emo music, is simply emotional music. In other words, music that has emotion (feeling).

Here, I bring you some of my favorites from what I consider is music with feeling and what is labeled as emo.

23 - Jimmy Eat World
The Poison - The All American Rejects
Me and the Moon - Something Corporate
Lost and Found - Senses Fail
Your Guardian Angel - The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus
The Unwinding Cable Car - Anberlin
Lust A Prima Vista - The Spill Canvas

Tuesday, March 9, 2010

"Die and succeed, I say it out loud but you just don't care."


1. Girlfriend - Phoenix
Critically acclaimed band, Grammy award for best rock album. Enough said. Plus, not the usual and awesome lyrics.

2. I Can Barely Breathe - Manchester Orchestra
and then I saw your face
you're turning skin into a dirty secret
I watched the beauties, watched the fire
and the fire burn the beauty in their eyes

I always like songs that have a loud sound and the lyrics are like a little baby crying. Like the artist is just yelling to make himself bigger, but really, he's just small.

3. The Greatest - Cat Power

Once I wanted to be the greatest

No wind or waterfall could stall me

And then came the rush of the flood

The stars at night turned deep to dust

Please watch this film, I discovered this song while watching it. I was mesmerized. The storyline, the colors, the MUSIC, the words... It is just... wow.

4. Kiss With a Fist - Florence + the Machine
you hit me once
I hit you back
you gave a kick
I gave a slap
you smashed a plate
over my head
then I set fire to our bed
a kiss with a fist is better than none

This was on the Jennifer's Body trailer. Very cool song, crappy movie. Which was too bad, since I practically idolized Diablo Cody since Juno. Anyway, if I ever felt like killing someone I hated, this song would inspire me to do so.

Thursday, March 4, 2010

A part of me has just died. *cue theatrical music*

Today, March 4th 2010, I missed the Coldplay concert (Viva La Vida Tour). I have died. Why? My father does not approve of rock music concerts. Coldplay is not even rock. It's like alternative. And kind of pop. Why? Because he thinks the only people interested in Coldplay are junkies (he LOVES Coldplay by the way), and those junkies are the ones attending the concert. And his daughter cannot possibly be around that kind of people (He said something along the lines of "They will spill something on your drink! Remember what I told you about the date rape drug? We can watch Taken again!!.. I never went to a concert until I was 40! You are not even 15, young lady." So I will not be attending any concerts (unless you count High School Musical On Ice a concert) unless I sneak out or until I am legal and I can do whatever I want.

Of course, I did not give up, I came up with all kinds of arguments, including: my birthday being a week away from the concert, at least four of my closest friends were attending the concert, research on Coldplay showing their music was healthy and good for you..etc. All to no avail. I was not going to the concert. It became final when the tickets were sold out not long after.

So today, March 4th 2010, I begged my friends to call me when they played Strawberry Swing (AKA my favorite song out of Viva La Vida). But I didn't really think they'd do it.
But they did.
This awesome person called me in the middle of the concert just when they were playing Strawberry Swing!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I got to hear my favorite part of the whole song! I screamed and ran around all over my house just as I heard these majestic words come out of Chris Martin's mouth:

People moving all the time
Inside a perfectly straight line
Don't you wanna just curve away?
When it's such…
It's such a perfect day
It's such a perfect day.
So this definitely made up for the fact that there's school tomorrow and I didn't go to the actual concert.

Tuesday, March 2, 2010

"What's normal now, anyway?"

porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree.porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree. porcupine tree.
Man, porcupine tree.
I love porcupine tree.

I won't shiver in the cold.
I won't let the shadows take their toll.
I won't cover my head in the dark.
And I won't forget you when we part.

Collapse the light into earth.

Isn't this enough to make you die and go to heaven!? Well, not yet. You haven't listened to it.

No words to describe it? No words.

Porcupine Tree is the kind of band that explores all genres, all crazy stuff, doesn't care for the commercial part of the music business, and might just make depress you after listening too long (in a good way). So I save Porcupine Tree for the once-in-a-while listens. It is too amazing to waste listening too much. You just can't let it burn out. In fact, according to wikipedia Porcupine Tree is:

a progressive rock band formed by Steven Wilson in 1987 in Hemel Hempstead, Hertfordshire, England. Their music is difficult to categorize, being associated with both psychedelic rock and progressive rock, yet having been influenced by trance, krautrock and ambient due to Steven Wilson and Richard Barbieri's liking for the Kosmische Musik scene of the early '70s, led by bands such as Tangerine Dream, Neu! and Can.

Thank you, wikipedia. Nobody could have said it better.

Please, please, listen to them. I'm even putting up the really easy and pretty looking Amazon widgets now.

The only thing that makes it a part of your life is that you keep thinking about it.

Just for fun.
Yeah, you still kiss me sometimes, but it's just on the cheek
You pull away so easily
And I still call you, but I get your machine
And we go to dinner, but you won't hold my hand
We sit at the same table, we don't play with our feet
Yeah we still go to dinner sometimes, but we don't sneak a kiss
When the waitress turns around
I'm only there so that you're not alone
Yeah, I'm pouring myself some whiskey, I'm going to get really f***ing drunk.
I'm pouring some whiskey right now, I'm going to get so, so drunk
That I pass out, forget your face, by the time I wake up.



Tell me what you wanted to hear.
Let me do the right thing,
Let me do the wrong thing.
If it's ever this clear.
I will only say it once.

Just let me turn the amps way up,
So you can't hear a thing.
And if I die tonight,
Then I guess I die tonight.
Let me go on.

Just say what you wanted to say.
I cannot stand these talks, dear,
They only get us nowhere.
It's never resolved.
We only run around.

You always tell me anyone,
Could be just like me,
If it's different time and a different place to be.
You would go on.


The day is breaking, we're still here
Your body's shaking, and it's clear
You really need it, so let go
And let me beat it, but you know

It's like a cigarette in the mouth
Or a handshake in the doorway
I look at you and smile because I'm fine.


And the resentment rides high
but emotions won't grow
And we're changing our ways,
taking different roads
Then love, love will tear us apart again


Sunday, February 21, 2010

"I need the smell of summer I need its noises in my ears!"

TOP THREE (AKA the ones I will insistently force people to listen to against their will):

1. I Will Play My Game Beneath the Spin Light - Brand New

My secrets for a buck.

Watch me as I cut myself wide open

on this stage.

Yes, I am paid

to spill my guts.

I won't see home till spring.

Oh, I would kill for the Atlantic,

but I am paid to make girls panic

while I sing.


We are quiet and losing control.

More Rock than Pop. And deep, not vain. Like most oh-i-am-a-super-rockstar-that-tours-across-the-country-and-have-groupies-on-the-backseat-of-my-van songs. And by the best band, ever. Seriously, like ever. My favorite band for as long as I've cared about music. The reason why I even care: Brand New. I'll remember to write only about them in one of these posts sometime.

2. Warmest Part of the Winter - Voxtrot

Come inside you are hungry for sleep
You are the warmest part of the winter
When I was young I made a plan
That I would never break myself
Lift the shade and let some light in the room
We don't see the sun anymore
I've been told I gave my soul to live the days for someone else

The first thing I found amazing about this song without even listening to it, was the title. How can winter be warm? If it's the warmest part of the winter then it's like the writer of this song sees this other person as somebody he can be warm with even if it's winter. So, I thought that was cool. But then I listened to it, and to me, it isn't a love song. It's a song about a person living like someone else, but during winter, he can look for this person and just be him. It's amazing.

3. Blue Lips - Regina Spektor

He stumbled into faith and thought
"God, there is all there is"
The pictures in his mind arose
And began to breathe
And all the gods and all the worlds
Began colliding on a backdrop of blue

Blue lips, blue veins

He took a step but then felt tired
He said I'll rest a little while
But when he tried to walk again
He wasn't a child
And all the people hurried fast, real fast
And no one ever smiled

I just think it is a really pretty song. By pretty I mean the piano is very good and it tells a story or a fairytale like most of Regina Spektor's songs. Her songs are mostly very bizarre because you do not know what the heck she's talking about. But when you listen to it real hard, and you go beyond, it is so sad. The man in this tale was a child and he became old and not only he couldn't walk even though he tried, but people wouldn't smile at him, so he went blue. In other words, he kicked the bucket. See? Bizarre. But the really soft melody makes up for it.


1. Sweet Caroline (Neil Diamond Cover) - Glee Cast

This song is not ridiculous and overrated, but Glee is. It is my guilty pleasure. Glee is pure win.

2. A White Demon Love Song - The Killers

Let us be in love
Let's do old and gray
I won't make you cry
I will never stray

White demon, widen your heart's scope
White demon, who let your friends go?

This isn't ridiculous and overrated, but New Moon is (I'll get to that later). New Moon's soundtrack is so, so UNDERrated. Just because people judge crazy fangirls who fight over who will marry the guy who plays Jacob once he's of age (even crazy 40 year-olds who plan on leaving their husbands). But this is not my point. My point is, New Moon's soundtrack is beyond amazing. It is beyond the books and beyond the box-office. New Moon's soundtrack beats seeing Taylor Lautner's abs for almost two hours. I would have gladly only listened to parts of this movie, because the songs were just breath-taking and most likely underrated because of their "weirdness" and because most of the artists on this soundtrack weren't very famous at all. This song isn't my favorite on the soundtrack, but I think it is the first one you should listen to if you want to give the whole album a chance.

* CD Mixes
* Brand New
* Discoveries

Monday, February 15, 2010

Throwing pebbles at windows, dancing in the rain in her best dress, it's 2 am, his beautiful eyes, a prince and a princess, etc..

This is a Taylor Swift post. To start, I'd like to state that I have Taylor Swift on my ipod. In fact, I'm pretty sure one of her songs is on my Top 25 Most Played. No, I do not dislike her. But I do have strong opinions on her music and how it is all the-freaking-same. It is all about boys, high school crushes, Romeo, her multiple boyfriends, etc.. Taylor Swift is a role-model to girls aged 10-16 approximately. And she is telling these girls that her whole teenage years revolved around boys and how to get them and stalking them and avenging them. It's ridiculous how the only thoughts she had during her teenage years (Taylor Swift is now twenty years old) weren't otherwise occupied by things other than boys she could've written songs about. How about her dreams of becoming a country-star? Or what inspired her to follow this dream? Or how one day she wanted to find the cure to cancer? But, no. Taylor Swift is tossing rocks at Stephen's door and waiting out there in the cold until he comes outside, kisses her senseless, realizes she is the girl of his dreams and *insert random chick-flick moment*. Not that it isn't awesome or normal to have crushes. It would be abnormal not to. It's ok when it's 1, 2, maybe 3 songs about the same thing, with the same lyrics, and the same sound. What's not cool, is a whole album that is the same. But, still, you can't not love Taylor Swift's cheesy and predictable songs, they are what made her Taylor Swift in her teens. But Taylor Swift is twenty.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

"Where others float, you and I crash land."


I discovered Oceansize through my brother, who recommends to me all the time what he calls "good" music and whose taste ranges from Pink Floyd to Radiohead. In other words, my brother is not a big fan of Miley Cyrus, or her alter ego for that matter. My twelve year-old self found all the music her brother recommended to her, to be depressing and weird. And after months of forcing myself to listen to Thom Yorke's voice telling me he was a creep and some of their other wacky songs, I finally had it. I would not give in to my brother's musical taste, even if it meant "I had no culture" in his words. So I happily recommenced my obsession with happy and cheery pop songs. Not long after I turned thirteen, my brother sent one of his "DUDE! Check out this band! Now." emails. I had been steadily ignoring them for the past few months, but because of fate or reasons unknown , this one I did check out. And then, Oceansize entered my life. Recently I'd been evolving from pop, to pop-rock, to alternative rock, so maybe I was a bit more open to different sounds. But I still hadn't forgotten Thom Yorke's wailing voice, so I can't say I wasn't hesitant. But Savant changed it all.

I don't know what it was but I just immediately liked this song. I just thought, "Wouldn't it be great if there were other songs just like this, like this kind of music? They must exist!" So I downloaded more Oceansize and I was fascinated and I couldn't stop.

The Frame

Music For A Nurse

It was then when I deleted Britney and Hilary from my ipod shamefully, realizing there was actually good music out there. Oceansize was my first experience out of my pop bubble and even though it was only one of the first, it's still one of the best. Eventually I listened to Radiohead again with no fear. They are now one of my favorite bands. And I love Thom's voice, I have no idea what my twelve year old self was talking about. Maybe things change when you are no longer twelve or maybe I needed hearing aid or something. Now I worship these weird, creepy bands my brother forced upon me, that I will probably write about later on this blog.

Monday, February 8, 2010

"Sorrow drips into your heart through a pinhole, just like a faucet that leaks and there is comfort in the sound."

Plans is Death Cab for Cutie's fifth studio album, sounding different compared to their previous album, Transatlanticism. Transatlanticism was Death Cab's first moderately successful record, and it marked the band's growing fanbase. To me, Transatlanticism was impossible to dethrone: the album was just the perfect compilation of beautiful verses complemented with the right sound, but when I finally listened to Plans, I realized I liked them both as much. I picked the songs that I liked the most and that I consider my personal favorites out of the album.

Marching Bands Of Manhattan

I wish we could open our eyes
To see in all directions at the same time
Oh what a beautiful view
If you were never aware of what was around you
And it is true what you said
That I live like a hermit in my own head
But when the sun shines again
I'll pull the curtains and blinds to let the light in.

Like getting a letter on how to be.

Brothers On A Hotel Bed

You may tire of me as our December sun is setting because I'm not who I used to be
No longer easy on the eyes but these wrinkles masterfully disguise...
But now he lives inside someone he does not recognize
When he catches his reflection on accident.

A nostalgic story telling us what happens when you get old and it was too late to change who you became.

What Sarah Said

And it came to me then
that every plan
is a tiny prayer to father time.

What Sarah Said is my absolute favorite song out of this album and probably one of my favorite songs, ever. What it's saying is that for every plan you make, you are praying for more time to be able to live it. It's as if the listener were being told not to waste time planning when you could be living it, right now.