Saturday, August 1, 2009

Elbow/ Music/ Messages

I believe in music again.

For a long time I have been completely disenchanted with the music industry. I hadn't heard a band that touched me or even came close to sounding like art. It was all money makin bullshit crap churned out of a committee and put in the lap of some idiot blond or a rebellious in shape guy...

I was at a concert the other night and the opening act was "Elbow." I don't think I took a breath through Starling. One day like this was just as amazing. One said everything I think, the other everything I wish for. And the music is so beautiful and perfect...

Starlings

One Day Like This

These 2 songs are so amazing I dont even want to listen to the rest of the album. I dont ever want to be disappointed. These songs have inspired me to drop notes of love everywhere I go. Im going to bring a permanent marker and write things like "Love is always looking for you" and "You are made of stardust" on rocks and leave them on beaches or wherever I find them. I thought up the idea (which I now realize is a standard wedding thing) when I heard the amazing chord change and the singer bellow "Holy Cow, I love your eyes."

I also want to find some random addresses and send anonymous love notes that are the same. Not just in my town but around the world. If you know of an address, please tell me. Finding random addresses is hard to do.

Its also kinda made me feel like there is no woman in my life that makes me feel this way. Maybe no woman makes me feel this way because I dont feel this way about myself. I refuse to abandon my feeling that I am supposed to do something great, and that gives me a major feeling of inadequacy. Like Im not living up to my destiny or potential.

Sit with me a while
And let me listen to you talk about
your dreams and your obsessions
I'll be quiet and confessional
The violets explode inside me
when I meet your eyes
Then I'm spinning and I'm diving
Like a cloud of starlings

Darling is this love?

- 'Mouse

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