Brandi Carlile, My Song:
Lyrics:
"My Song"
Everything I do
Surrounds these pieces of my life
That always change
Or hey, maybe I’ve changed
Sometimes being happy
Can be self-destructive
Even when you’re sane
Yeah you’re only insane
But don’t bother waking me today
Here I am
I’m so young
Hey I am bitter
I've been jaded
Cause everyday
I bite my tongue
If you only knew
My mind was full of razors
To cut you like a
Worry from this song
This is my song
This is my song
I live everyday
Like they’ll never be a last one
Till they’re gone
And they’re gone
I’m stick to make me your
Your attention and your friendship
And your time
So you could come and get it from now on
Chorus
This is my song
This is my song
Chorus
Tuesday, June 21, 2011
Monday, June 20, 2011
Ari Hest, A Fond Farewell
Ari Hest, A Fond Farewell:
Lyrics:
"A Fond Farewell"
My mother once told me
The thicker your skin
The better off you'll be when this world brings you down
Well it's trying to control me
And leave me without hope
In the past I've been burned
But I've lived and I've learned
Beneath the shelter of the pouring rain
In the absence of this fear and pain
I will finally bid my ball and chain
A fond farewell
On the road that leads me to my place
I will rid my heart of past disgrace
I will finally bid this sluggish pace
A fond farewell
When I heard their reservations
When I read their bitter words
I shined a light upon their wisdom no matter how absurd
And it broke my heard to pieces
And I questioned my own beliefs
My dignity was gone
But it's time to move on
[Chorus]
Say goodbye to feeling sorry for myself
To begging others for far too much help
This is my hand, these are the cards that I've been dealt
Only I can make these changes, nobody else
Say goodbye to those sleepless nights
Those corridors with no end in sight
A driven man with these words I write
I'm making peace with my soul tonight
[Chorus]
Lyrics:
"A Fond Farewell"
My mother once told me
The thicker your skin
The better off you'll be when this world brings you down
Well it's trying to control me
And leave me without hope
In the past I've been burned
But I've lived and I've learned
Beneath the shelter of the pouring rain
In the absence of this fear and pain
I will finally bid my ball and chain
A fond farewell
On the road that leads me to my place
I will rid my heart of past disgrace
I will finally bid this sluggish pace
A fond farewell
When I heard their reservations
When I read their bitter words
I shined a light upon their wisdom no matter how absurd
And it broke my heard to pieces
And I questioned my own beliefs
My dignity was gone
But it's time to move on
[Chorus]
Say goodbye to feeling sorry for myself
To begging others for far too much help
This is my hand, these are the cards that I've been dealt
Only I can make these changes, nobody else
Say goodbye to those sleepless nights
Those corridors with no end in sight
A driven man with these words I write
I'm making peace with my soul tonight
[Chorus]
songs that see you through
the band city and colour just released an album called "Little Hell." the title track, and the commonthread through out much of their music, is about pulling yourself through the little hells we encounter in life; the hells we battle to get to where we want and need to be; the hells we march through to get through to the other side.
music can undoubtedly help you heal, and it's a great tool to keep you in a positive mind set. but there's an inexplicable value in music's ability to get you through the in-between. music can make my stubborn self do something that i absolutely hate doing: surrender.
there is a grace in surrendering; in letting go of the absurd notion that we are in complete control. we can't map out every twist, turn, and detour we have to take. we can only drive the car, and steer to the best of our ability. don't drive under the influence of and if we could, how boring would that be? my greatest growth stems from some of the biggest uncontrollable heartbreaks and controllable mistakes. whether the your flag is flying out of victory and defeat, the fact that it's flying means that you stood for something and took action. music can push to to the threshold of taking action, even if it's just to cry. it can untangle your soul, unraveling things you weren't aware of, or surfacing that which you were hiding (knowingly or unknowingly).
the next songs are the songs that see you through.
music can undoubtedly help you heal, and it's a great tool to keep you in a positive mind set. but there's an inexplicable value in music's ability to get you through the in-between. music can make my stubborn self do something that i absolutely hate doing: surrender.
there is a grace in surrendering; in letting go of the absurd notion that we are in complete control. we can't map out every twist, turn, and detour we have to take. we can only drive the car, and steer to the best of our ability. don't drive under the influence of and if we could, how boring would that be? my greatest growth stems from some of the biggest uncontrollable heartbreaks and controllable mistakes. whether the your flag is flying out of victory and defeat, the fact that it's flying means that you stood for something and took action. music can push to to the threshold of taking action, even if it's just to cry. it can untangle your soul, unraveling things you weren't aware of, or surfacing that which you were hiding (knowingly or unknowingly).
the next songs are the songs that see you through.
Tuesday, November 24, 2009
baby's first post
the power of music has always been undeniable to me, and that first became evident when i heard the Barenaked Ladies lyric "you can't live your life in the baby seat, you've got to stand on your own, don't admit defeat."
this is one of the first lyrics that compelled me to take action.
high school comes with a locker, a full class load, and probably a slue of emotional trials that supersede your coping abilities. that may be the best lens i have ever seen and defined 'adolescence' through. adolescence never refers to the positive stuff, it always gets equated to the pain you feel in your teens. it was during high school when my lime green room plastered stenciled flowers and yankee posters was accompanied by 'Maroon,' BNL's follow up CD to their hit record 'Stunt.' Like most albums, 'Stunt' was a phenomenal CD that achieved fame off of a mediocre single. in this case it was 'One Week,' which you have definitely heard if you know what a radio is. i remember 'Stunt' was one of the first CD's i played on my discman, along with Mariah Carey's 'Butterfly.' Stunt still remains one of my favorite CD's of all time, and 'Butterfly' was sold a few years later at a garage sale.
To me, 'Stunt' outweighs 'Maroon' in every aspect--musicianship, lyrics, production--except one. Maroon made me move. when i was going through the beginning of 'adolescence,' or 'severe-issues-that-you-are-only-beginning-to-grasp-because-you're-becoming-an-adult-scence,' there was a lot of crying involved. no matter how much you talked about it, or distracted yourself, or avoided it, or outright lied to yourself--sometimes you can only feel. it was then that i kicked on one of my favorite band's not favorite cd's to one of my not favorite songs, and i heard, completely out of context 'you can't live your life in the baby seat--you've got to stand on your own, don't admit defeat.' the song also has the lyrics 'if you think growing up is tough, then you're just not grown up enough.' these lyrics were on replay in my mind until i decided to take action. good songs can entertain. great songs instill moments of sobering self awareness and demand you become honest with yourself and the world around you in some capacity.
here is BNL:
they are playing at a corporate party--the sound and image aren't great, but the song is. jump in at 2:15 for the whole thing.
this is one of the first lyrics that compelled me to take action.
high school comes with a locker, a full class load, and probably a slue of emotional trials that supersede your coping abilities. that may be the best lens i have ever seen and defined 'adolescence' through. adolescence never refers to the positive stuff, it always gets equated to the pain you feel in your teens. it was during high school when my lime green room plastered stenciled flowers and yankee posters was accompanied by 'Maroon,' BNL's follow up CD to their hit record 'Stunt.' Like most albums, 'Stunt' was a phenomenal CD that achieved fame off of a mediocre single. in this case it was 'One Week,' which you have definitely heard if you know what a radio is. i remember 'Stunt' was one of the first CD's i played on my discman, along with Mariah Carey's 'Butterfly.' Stunt still remains one of my favorite CD's of all time, and 'Butterfly' was sold a few years later at a garage sale.
To me, 'Stunt' outweighs 'Maroon' in every aspect--musicianship, lyrics, production--except one. Maroon made me move. when i was going through the beginning of 'adolescence,' or 'severe-issues-that-you-are-only-beginning-to-grasp-because-you're-becoming-an-adult-scence,' there was a lot of crying involved. no matter how much you talked about it, or distracted yourself, or avoided it, or outright lied to yourself--sometimes you can only feel. it was then that i kicked on one of my favorite band's not favorite cd's to one of my not favorite songs, and i heard, completely out of context 'you can't live your life in the baby seat--you've got to stand on your own, don't admit defeat.' the song also has the lyrics 'if you think growing up is tough, then you're just not grown up enough.' these lyrics were on replay in my mind until i decided to take action. good songs can entertain. great songs instill moments of sobering self awareness and demand you become honest with yourself and the world around you in some capacity.
here is BNL:
they are playing at a corporate party--the sound and image aren't great, but the song is. jump in at 2:15 for the whole thing.
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