I was going to write more, but to heck with it. I shouldn't be up.
1. reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter.
2. list (and upload or link to) 5 songs you love that begin with that letter.
3. post them to your journal with these instructions.
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senmut gave me a "P", so here goes:
Bruce Springsteen - Paradise - from "The Rising" - his 9/11 tribute album. Just so haunting and desolate, it's hard not to cry when I hear it.
Two steps from Hell - Protectors of the Earth - Two steps from Hell continue to make my days a little more epic. I love the rhythm of this.
Garbage - Push it - reminds me of being a teenager and hating everybody.
Texas - Put your arms around me - I love Sharleen Spiteri's soulful, honey-like voice and I love the sort of quivering, slow build-up of this song.
Kent - Passagerare ("Passenger") - I was a Kent fan for quite a while. They're a special band for me, because their sound, to me, embodies what growing up in Sweden was like. Something about the sound and the lyrics - something beautiful, but unpolished, cold and a bit bitter. It's about finding beauty in unemployment and concrete, I guess, at least to me. They came from an industrial town, just like me, and that's been a running theme of Jocke Berg's lyrics since...ages back. I don't know if it's just him or if the rest of the band also have trouble divorcing their hometown. I just recently came across this song (Rebecka Törnqvist is another favorite voice of mine) and here it is again - about going back to where you grew up and realize that you've grown away from it and the melancholy that that brings. It's kind of exactly what I felt when I visited my hometown last year.
1. reply to this post and I'll assign you a letter.
2. list (and upload or link to) 5 songs you love that begin with that letter.
3. post them to your journal with these instructions.
senmut gave me a "P", so here goes:Bruce Springsteen - Paradise - from "The Rising" - his 9/11 tribute album. Just so haunting and desolate, it's hard not to cry when I hear it.
Two steps from Hell - Protectors of the Earth - Two steps from Hell continue to make my days a little more epic. I love the rhythm of this.
Garbage - Push it - reminds me of being a teenager and hating everybody.
Texas - Put your arms around me - I love Sharleen Spiteri's soulful, honey-like voice and I love the sort of quivering, slow build-up of this song.
Kent - Passagerare ("Passenger") - I was a Kent fan for quite a while. They're a special band for me, because their sound, to me, embodies what growing up in Sweden was like. Something about the sound and the lyrics - something beautiful, but unpolished, cold and a bit bitter. It's about finding beauty in unemployment and concrete, I guess, at least to me. They came from an industrial town, just like me, and that's been a running theme of Jocke Berg's lyrics since...ages back. I don't know if it's just him or if the rest of the band also have trouble divorcing their hometown. I just recently came across this song (Rebecka Törnqvist is another favorite voice of mine) and here it is again - about going back to where you grew up and realize that you've grown away from it and the melancholy that that brings. It's kind of exactly what I felt when I visited my hometown last year.
| Jag står och väntar på min skjuts men jag har glömt bort var jag ska Så jag flyter bara med och glider lika planlöst av Mot en helt ny dag Vid ett nedbränt stadshotell hänger minnen envist kvar En gång var du min stad nu finns inget av mig kvar Jag är helt säker Har du den där känslan? (Vilken menar du?) Jag menar den där känslan (Av att någonting) avgörande hände när jag var ouppmärksam Att någonting försvann Säg att du förstår mig (Nej, vad menar du?) Jag vill att du förstår mig (Så vad menar du?) Du gör det mycket svårare än det egentligen är (Vad är min tystnad värd?) Jag kunde aldrig stanna upp Nej, aldrig någonsin stod jag still Jag slängde bort så mycket tid när jag var ny och generös Det är väl värt någonting Och ni som kallat mig er vän er har jag lämnat gång på gång Jag har behandlat er som skit och jag ska lämna er igen Jag är helt säker Har du den där känslan? (Vilken menar du?) Jag menar den där känslan (Av att någonting) avgörande hände när jag var ouppmärksam Att någonting försvann Säg att du förstår mig (Nej, vad menar du?) Jag vill att du förstår mig (Så vad menar du?) Du gör det mycket svårare än det egentligen är Vad är min tystnad värd (Där inget är sig likt) Fast allt är likadant (När inget är sig likt) Vad är min tystnad värd (När inget är sig likt) Fast allt är likadant (När inget är sig likt) Vad är min tystnad värd | I'm standing waiting for my ride but I've forgotten where I'm going So I just float along and slip just as aimlessly off towards a brand new day By a burnt-down grand hotel memories stubbornly cling Once you were my town now there's nothing of me left I am completely sure Do you have that feeling? (Which one do you mean?) I mean that feeling. (The one that something) conclusive happened while I was unattentive That something disappeared. Say you understand me (No, what do you mean?) I want you to understand me (So what do you mean?) You make it much harder than it really is (What is my silence worth?) I could never stop No, I would never stand still I threw away so much time when I was new and generous It must be worth something And you who called me your friend You I have left time and time again I've treated you like shit and I will leave you again I'm completely sure Do you have that feeling? (Which one do you mean?) I mean that feeling. (The one that something) conclusive happened while I was unattentive That something disappeared. Say you understand me (No, what do you mean?) I want you to understand me (So what do you mean?) You make it much harder than it really is (What is my silence worth?) (Where nothing seems the same) Though everything's like it was (When nothing seems the same) What is my silence worth (When nothing seems the same) Though everything's like it was (When nothing seems the same) What is my silence worth |
