clouds in my coffee

You're 23, but how can that be?

2007-12-29T09:27:00.000+08:00

Oh this must be the bestest birthday I've had *smile* yes, it was my birthday yesterday and I'm 23 now and it's so shameless to proclaim it like this but I'm so happy!! *wheeeeee*

I have the bestest friends and the bestest boyfriend and oh, I'm just so grateful for everything I have! *mew*

This is my favourite Stars song! It's not very appropriate because it's kind of strange and melancholic but a bit self indulgent, which I like!

Going going going going going going going going
Going going going going going going going gone

Still hooked on cellophane
Hanging 'round the mall, and all
Each penny numbs the pain
Sends you gently for the fall
I followed you last night
I saw you turn your lights out
I know it wasn't right
I watched in fear and doubt

It's gotten to be that way
Going, going, gone
What did you do today?
Going, going, gone

Look good in that red dress
I bet the boyfriend's happy
Your face is scarred with age
You're twenty-three but, how can that be?

Still hooked on cellophane
Killing time with Gin and lime
Each second numbs the pain
Love's just another rhyme

It's gotten to be that way
Going, going, gone
I'm scared but I'm okay
Going, going, gone

There's nowhere
To move on
There's nowhere
To move on

All I see, yeah yeah, all I see
All I see, yeah yeah, all I see
All I see, yeah yeah, all I see
All I see, yeah yeah, is me everywhere
It's me

Stars | Going Going Gone

The rain won't change my heart at all

2007-12-18T23:15:00.000+08:00

I'm in such a happy romantic mood! *twirl* partly because of the recent engagement I heard of, and the recent wedding I attended I guess *laugh* and mainly because of so many other lovely things! *mew*

Oh and I found such a romantic song from Magnetic Fields! Which is so strange in a way because Stephen Merritt has positively the most depressing songs above love too (which I also like a lot!) *laugh*

But just listen to this and tell me, isn't it such a perfect proposal song?

Why would I stop loving you
A hundred years from now
It's only time
It's only time

What could stop this beating heart
Once it's made a vow
It's only time
It's only time

If rain won't change your mind
Let it fall
The rain won't change my heart at all

Lock this chain around my hand
Throw away the key
It's only time
It's only time

Years falling like grains of sand
Mean nothing to me
It's only time
It's only time

If snow won't change your mind
Let it fall
The snow won't change my heart
Not at all

I'll walk your lands
And swim your sea

Marry me
Marry me

And in your hands
I will be free

Marry me
Marry me

Why would I stop loving you
A hundred years from now

Magnetic Fields | It's Only Time

It's another perfect day

2007-12-01T02:03:00.000+08:00

I really like this New Pornographers album!! The electric organ and the guitars make me so happy! I just want to be swung around! *grin*

Sometimes I think I can be really easy to please *laugh* even the littlest things amuse me! Oh but I'm so thankful for that, because sometimes it's the littlest things that matter, the littlest things that can make the day seem so perfect! *smile*

I think this is the very first of their songs I heard, and I still love it so much! Check out the videos under the media section on their website, here!

Exploding international, the scenes, the sounds

And famously the feeling that you can't squeeze 'round

While tearing off another page of loose change, outrage

It's another perfect day, until the night shows

Exploding international, the wind did howl

The sky above was thick with rings of smoke and clouds

And hanging on the bleeding end of conscious, who's this?

Was there anything I missed, as far as you know?
As far as you know?

Was it all for swinging you around?
All for swinging you around?

Exploding international, the sun, the sights

The moments you are viewing through a beam of light

Propel you through the golden age, we crash-land the first page

On a crumbling world stage, into the front rows
Into the front rows

I'm all for swinging you around
All for swinging you around

And off your feet
All the love you found
Spinning 'round

We're twisting incognito with no time, can't talk

Can't tell if this is fantasy or culture shock

Or remnants of a golden age that's near mint unplayed
Or a welcome overstayed beneath the light show
Beneath the light show

All for swinging you around

The New Pornographers | All For Swinging You Around

Choo choo choo choo beep beep

2007-11-29T20:40:00.000+08:00

Oh this is SUCH a fun album to have!! *laugh* with the incomprehensible lyrics, the oddly harmonic melodies and the interchangable album covers! And it does remind me so of Katamari!! *wheeee*

+81

The building building from the side to side
Up down

The people people from the side to side
Up down

Choo choo choo choo beep beep
Choo choo choo choo choo choo choo choo choo choo

Kidz Are So Small

If I were a man and you a dog
If I were man and you a dog
I throw a stick for you

If I were dog and you a man
I throw a fit for you

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh ohhhh
Potato chipu, potato chipu, potatao chipu

Deerhoof | +81
Deerhoof | The Perfect Me

My work is so hard

2007-11-15T02:18:00.000+08:00

Well, not really actually, it's only hard ever so often *laugh* but anyway, I really do like my job a lot! *grin* especially so on days where I feel like I'm reading an encyclopedia for a living. I mean some of the things I read about are really amazing, I would've never thought of the stuff they did! Which is why I'm not in research I guess *laugh*

My grandfather gave me his old Sam Cooke tape that I used to listen to so much when I was a kid. The only problem now is that I can't find my old cassette tape player, and I can't decide if I should get the cd instead, or in this case, the vinyl perhaps *laugh* Here's is my favourite Sam Cooke song, it's such a great song!

I hear something saying

Well, don't you know
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang

All day long they're singing

Well, don't you know
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang

All day long they work so hard
Till the sun is going down
Working on the highways and byways
And wearing, wearing a frown
You hear them moaning their lives away
Then you hear somebody say

That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang

Can't ya hear them singing
Mm, I'm going home one of these days
I'm going home see my woman
Whom I love so dear
But meanwhile I got to work right here

Well, don't you know
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang
That's the sound of the men working on the chain gang

All day long they're singing
Mmm, my, my, my, my, my, my, my, my work is so hard
Give me water, I'm thirsty
My work is so hard

Sam Cooke | Chain Gang

Here's another one that's really sweet *smile*

Don't know much about history
Don't know much biology
Don't know much about a science book
Don't know much about the French I took

But I do know that I love you
And I know that if you love me too
What a wonderful world this would be

Don't know much about geography
Don't know much trigonometry
Don't know much about algebra
Don't know what a slide rule is for

But I do know that one and one is two
And if this one could be with you
What a wonderful world this would be

Now i don't claim to be an "A" student
But I'm trying to be
So maybe by being an "A" student baby
I can win your love for me

Don't know much about history
Don't know much biology
Don't know much about a science book
Don't know much about the French I took

But I do know that I love you
And I know that if you love me too
What a wonderful world this would be

Sam Cooke | Wonderful World

I like it my way with no limitations

2007-11-10T00:41:00.000+08:00

I would like to live my life my way, with no limitations, but it's so hard for me to. I guess it's a matter of how badly I want it perhaps? But I do envy those who can!

Come back Margaret he wants to adore you
Come back Margaret I’d like to explore you
Can’t you see the tears in my eyes
With love for him I disguise

I like the free days with no expectations
I like it my way with no limitation
Still you see there are tears in my eyes
With love for him I despise

Darling you will always be around
Whether my mood’s up or if it’s down
In dreams I try to take you far away
But you never stay
No you never stay
No you never stay

Camera Obscura | Come Back Margaret

I'm not the type to put up a fight

2007-11-07T23:14:00.000+08:00

I really don't like conflicts. So sometimes I really don't understand why I would purposely pick a fight and cause so much agitation. What's the point of pointing something out, just to prove a point? *sigh*

I can't remember if I used to fight for what I want, or didn't want. I don't remember being a doormat, but now I've become so pliable, so easily manipulated. It's good in a way because everyone thinks you're nice. But I don't know if that's all I want to be, nice.

Amy Millan is nice *laugh* I like her voice. Hear her on her myspace site, here.

Your eyes are like burned-out headlights
A little thunder in the night
I'm losin' you
You're walking around like you live in a graveyard
Gets you the one with the cards
I'm losin' you

I guess I'll go
And I'll lock the door behind me
What's it for
When you've only got time you gotta leave behind?

You nod and smile like a lying stranger
When I ask if you're doing all right
I'm losin' you
And underneath the hungry silence
Fear is eatin' through
I'm losin' you

I'm not the kind to beat you from behind
I'm not the kind to tell you you've been blind
I'm not the type to put up a fight

Your eyes are like burned-out headlights
A little thunder in the night
I'm losin' you
I always thought you were the one
I guess I still do
But I'm losin' you
And I'm losin' you
I'm losin' you

Amy Millan | Losin' You

I know no one that makes me more happy

2007-10-30T04:30:00.000+08:00

I got my first postcard from New Zealand! *grin* Thanks james! I really love receiving mail! The cows and sheep are so cute, they look so placid *laugh*

Here's my favourite Kiwi band - The Brunettes! (Not that I know many other bands from New Zealand *laugh*) They're twee and just so adorable! *tweet* and this is my favourite song from them.

We don't really have that many ducks here, but I can't remember a happier time than feeding fish, and terrapins and all the other random animals they have in the pond! *smile*

Honey
Mmm baby
Meet me at the park
I know no one that makes me more happy

Oh baby
Candy oh
I'll be waiting there
It's the closest place to St Elmo's

Candy oh
It's a total K.O.
Such a functional motion
Do the locomotion

And though you're regal
Disillusion halo
Sometimes makes me loco
You're my baby

Holding hands, feeding ducks
When I met you that's what I wanted to do
You in your element
It was a close encounter of the K.O. kind

The Brunettes | Holding Hands, Feeding Ducks

Can't find a streamed version again but here's the video instead! Oh and it's such a coincidence that they're dressed up in costume, considering that it's now Halloween! I want to be a cat!

I guess it's just my luck

2007-10-22T00:28:00.001+08:00

Just watched this horrow show based on some Stephen King story about dead singers in Rock and Roll Heaven and yes, rock never dies *laugh*

I love the dark lyrics, sung with such harmony, under the simple chord structure and noisy guitars. It's like being told something that seems so innocuous, and not realising you're being made fun of.

My girl is a little animal
She always wants to fuck
I can't find a reason why
I guess it's just my luck

So at night when she's sound asleep
I head out in the rain to meet

All the things she never gave
To me when I was down
All the thing I had to find
With strangers in strange towns

But at night when she's curled up next to me
I head out for the devil to meet

The Raveonettes | Little Animals

I can't seem to find a streamed version of this song, or any other song from this album actually. So in the meantime, here's another one I like.

Changing your strut when you know I'm behind you
Changing your ways 'coz you don't know what to do
I only wanna tell you, how I feel inside
If only you could listen, try to change your mind

So I walk right up to you
And you walk all over me
And I ask you what you want
And you tell me what you need

Can't you feel it all come down
Can't you hear it all around
At the place where lost is found
That great love sound

Talking to you makes me wanna shake and shout
Touching you makes me wanna come right out
You could never want me
The same way I want you
I'm love tornado struck
I don't know what to do

The Raveonettes | That Great Love Sound

The way you move is a mystery

2007-10-21T00:17:00.000+08:00

A lot of things are mysteries to me. But that's the beauty of it isn't it? Once you know it all, own it completely, there's really nothing alluring anymore. And you won't want to hold it down with a promise, because the fear of losing it isn't there anymore.

Sometimes, I wish I was still mysterious, still alluring. But you can't take something like that back. There's no point in wallowing *laugh*

Anyway, here's another french band with the coolest video, check it out!

Do the D.A.N.C.E
One two three four fight
Stick to the B.E.A.T
Get ready to ignite

You were such a P.Y.T
Catching all the lights
Just easy as A.B.C
That's how you make it right

Do the D.A.N.C.E
Stick to the B.E.A.T
Just easy as A.B.C
Do the dance

Do the dance
The way you move is a mystery
Do the dance
You're always there for music and me

Under the spotlights
Neither black nor white
It doesn't matter
Do the dance

As strong as you might
Working day and night
Whatever happenes
Do the dance

Justice | D.A.N.C.E

And another one I like a lot!

99 red balloons go by

2007-10-07T20:47:00.000+08:00

Well it's october again. And what better way to celebrate Oktoberfest than to have german beer at a german pub, with your german boss singing 99 luftballons, in german. *grin*

Here's the english version, 99 red balloons! I can't understand the german version but it sounds so good! You have to teach me the words one day, mischy!

You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons
With the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
'Til one by one, they were gone
Back at base, bugs in the software
Flash the message
"Something's out there"
Floating in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by

99 red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells, it's red alert
There's something here
From somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky
Where 99 red balloons go by

99 Decision Street
99 ministers meet
To worry, worry, super-scurry
Call the troops out in a hurry
This is what we've waited for
This is it boys, this is war
The president is on the line
As 99 red balloons go by

99 Knights of the airway
Ride super-high-tech jet fighters
Everyone's a Silverhero
Everyone's a Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify and classify
Scramble in the summer sky
As 99 red balloons go by

As 99 red balloons go by

99 dreams I have had
In every one a red balloon
It's all over and I'm standin' pretty
In this dust that was a city
If I could find a souvenier
Just to prove the world was here
And here is a red balloon
I think of you and let it go

I'll make you happy baby, just wait and see

2007-09-30T18:06:00.000+08:00

Oh the 60's, what a period to live in! A period of changing perspectives, emerging libertine attitudes and irresponsible excess *laugh* and where anything could happen, where anything was possible. I'd like to still believe that, that nothing is impossible. Confidence, and hope, that's all you need.

The night we met I knew I needed you so
And if I had the chance I'll never let you go
So won't you say you love me
I'll make you so proud of me
We'll make them turn their heads every place we go

So won't you please
Be my little baby
Say you'll be my darling
Be my baby now

I'll make you happy baby, just wait and see
For every kiss you give me, I'll give you three
Oh, since the day I saw you, I have been waiting for you
You know I will adore you till eternity

The Ronettes | Be My Baby

Do it faster, makes us stronger

2007-09-29T20:57:00.000+08:00

Well working sure is one way of keeping you very occupied. It's only been almost a month at my new job and I can hardly keep up, but it's great! I like having my time consumed in this way. It takes your mind off thinking too much. Working harder, makes it better. Yes!

Everything's happening at crazy speeds though, I'm not sure what's happening sometimes; where I'm going or where it's all leading to. And it's good that I'm either too busy or too tired to think or ask questions. I just assume the answers are what I want, and that keeps me happy enough.

I love this song! Haven't listened to it in a while now, but I heard snippets of it on the radio recently, someone's using it as a sample I think, and I remembered what a great song it is. I'm just so fascinated by the synthesized voices and sounds. And the seamless integration of the two sets of verses. Or if you prefer, the separation of a single verse. Either way, the ease with which they join and separate, moving in and out, makes listening to them such a pleasurable experience.

Work it
Make it
Do it
Makes us

Harder
Better
Faster
Stronger

More than
Hour
Our
Never

Ever
After
Work is
Over

Work it harder
Make it better
Do it faster
Makes us stronger

More than ever
Hour after
Our work is never over

Daft Punk | Harder, Better, Faster, Stronger

They cheer me to the gallows

2007-09-14T22:12:00.000+08:00

I dreamt of being a murderer before. It's strange to think of oneself actually being capable of pre-mediated murder, of taking the life of someone, someone you've tried to be nonchalant about as much as you can. But dreams take on a life of their own sometimes, especially if you been listening to a song about a murderer, to sleep.

I'm very attracted to this Team Sleep song though; It draws you in, like a story, building the atmosphere with skips in the song and cheers in the background. In a way, it reminds me a lot of the book Perfume that I read not too long ago, also about a murderer, which such intense descriptions of scents that left me practically breathless with fascination.

In 1969
I killed a man of mine
In a small Montana town
I was hunted down by hounds

Hear the night has cried
Their voices dry and hollow
Hear the crowd cheer
They cheer me to the gallows

In 1985
I was doing time alive
I made a plan to escape
And live as the lady of the lake

Hear the crowd of ghosts
Their voices dry and hollow
Can't you hear their calls?
They cheer me to the gallows

1995
Was the year I came up for trial
I listened to his song
And watched the sun make the shadows long

Hear the night have cried
His voices is dry and hollow
Hear the crowd call
They cheer me to the gallows
Hear the night have called
His voice is dry and hollow
Hear the night have called
In a voice that's hollow

Team Sleep | Tomb of Liegia

Let's get tired at the same time tonight

2007-09-09T16:37:00.000+08:00

I've been having so much fun!! *grin* lunchtime concert, random treat from a once stranger cum friend of a friend, having beer and chips with my future bosses while signing my contract, catching Astreal at MOS and winning unexpected prizes, buying 3 new cds at $13 (although I am sad the place is closing down), my inaugural appearance on a "nation-wide circulated fashion spread" (as jeremy puts it), drinks and dinner with vina and the girls, night time wanderings at the museum and a free, free-spirited concert in the middle of Raffles Place! *laugh* of course there were the minor upsets and inconveniences, but the good thing about having such a miserable time just a short while before this amazing strings of events is that you become numb and they don't hurt so much anymore!!

Anyway one of the cds I bought was the panthers album! I can't stream it again but I've uploaded it so you can still download it if you want a listen! This is my favourite, from the time I heard the MSTRKRFT remixed version *grin* I love the implicit meanings, though I think maybe I should be a bit alarmed that I find the sleazy pickups rather charming.

I think I’m gonna leave Brooklyn for a while
I think I’m gonna go Oakland for a while
I’m gonna wear shorts and I’m not gonna cry
When I listen to "Wild Horses"
Because...

I dig holes all day
We're not searching for a change
We speak in secret languages we can't explain

You didn't
You didn't hurt me yeah
I've got no feelings left

I dig holes all day
You and me we're not the same
We speak in sounds
The secret sounds that secretly slang

Let’s not talk about it
We never did so why start now
Let’s go back to your place and not talk about it there

I was thinking we should sleep in separate beds
But the heat’s gone to my head
Let’s get tired at the same time tonight

Tonight
Tonight we'll get right

Why did you?
Why did you say the things you did?
I thought you knew that we were through
We'd never start

I thought you
I thought you'd think the things we knew were all brand new
You think you're smart?
You're so smart

Stop fucking
Stop fucking with me and I’ll stop fucking with you too
It’s hard to do
I love you

Panthers | Thanks For The Simulacra

You'd think I learn by now

2007-08-29T22:53:00.000+08:00

Sometimes, when I feel like it, I drop off a few stops before my actual bus stop and take a walk across Nicoll Highway to my workplace. And for the past few days, listening to Morcheeba while on these brief walks just seem so right somehow.

I like the feelings of confidence and freedom I get, listening to her as I watch the cars go by. And walking alone, leisurely, beside a busy highway, only accentuates it all.

I think I slip the net
But I cut myself free
I'm not losing yet
So don't forget me

I'll say it, replay it, and try tomorrow
I'll say it, replay it, and live with sorrow

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I'll get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I'll get through somehow
I'm on my knees

I'll admit I'm wrong
But I'm getting on track
I've been here too long
I'm under attack

I place it, replace it, and try to change
I place it, replace it, and rearrange

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I'll get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray

You'd think I learn by now
There's never an easy way
I get through somehow
I'm on my knees to pray

On my knees to pray

Morcheeba Never An Easy Way

One, two, three, four, five, six, nine or ten

2007-08-16T23:12:00.000+08:00

Alright grace, I shall attempt your tagging thing *laugh* here are -

7 random things about myself:

1) I can't whistle, but after many years of trying, I can finally *purr*

2) I have somnambulistic tendencies. It's not as bad as when I was younger, but I still sleepwalk every once in a while.

3) I absolutely love sweet things! I can get high on marshmallow, milo or candy floss! (My most random high concoction being marshmallows and sparkling wine in ice cream cones)

4) Although my confirmation name is also supposed to be a variation of St Catherine, I actually got the name from the daughter of Geena Davis' character in The Long Kiss Goodnight.

5) When I was young, I wanted to be a stuntwoman when I grew up. In fact, I still do.

6) I found 2 lizard eggs once, and kept them till they hatched. I then named my newly-hatched baby lizards - yes a very unimaginative- Lizzie and Lizzo, before releasing them into the field below my house.

7) I used to imagine I was some sort of part siamese princess because I had a great grandmother who was from Siam and a great grandfather who was either a tribe leader or a village head in China, and I somehow thought they were married to each other, but they weren't.

Oh well, one more for good measure, just to reach ten! *grin*

10) I believe that dragons and unicorns exist.

One two three four
Tell me that you love me more
Sleepless long nights
That is what my youth was for

Old teenage hopes are alive at your door
Left you with nothing but they want some more

Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are

Sweetheart, bitterheart
Now I can tell you apart
Cosy and cold
Put the horse before the cart

Those teenage hopes who have tears in their eyes
Too scared to own up to one little lie

Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are

One, two, three, four, five, six, nine, or ten
Money can't buy you back the love that you had then

Oh, you're changing your heart
Oh, you know who you are

For the teenage boys
They're breaking your heart

Feist | One Two Three Four

The way that I miss you

2007-08-05T20:46:00.000+08:00

Gigs make me so deliriously happy!!! And this Plainsunset gig at Baybeats was the best! *laugh* I've not been so high and had so much fun in a while now! And I guess it's partly because I never realised how fun moshing can be *grin* so although I'm aching and bruised and have to start work tomorrow, I'm still happy remembering that great night out! Thanks guys!

When the sun rises again
I will be there with you my friend
And I will be there
Looking over your shoulder

Looking after something for you
Do you miss me the way I miss you
And I will be there
Looking over your shoulder

I wish you would miss me
The way that I miss you

And I miss you

Plainsunset | Girl On Queen Street

And for the encore they played Plainsunset! So here you go too *grin*

Plainsunset | Plainsunset

I'm so sorry for everything

2007-08-02T16:14:00.000+08:00

I think I have a bad habit of disappearing sometimes, to slip away unknowingly from a room or a crowd, and retreat into a hidden place on my own. It's disconcerting I know, and I apologise to all my friends who have had to look around for me frantically. I really should show a little discipline. Or disappear more gracefully, like in the Secret Meeting by The National.

I loved this song from the first time I heard it, even though I thought he was a bit neurotic, or maybe especially so.

I think this place is full of spies
I think they're onto me
Didn't anybody, didn't anybody tell you
Didn't anybody tell you how to gracefully disappear in a room

I know you put in the hours to keep me in sunglasses, I know
And so and now I'm sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain

It went the dull and wicked ordinary way
It went the dull and wicked ordinary way
And now I'm sorry I missed you
I had a secret meeting in the basement of my brain

I think this place is full of spies
I think I'm ruined
Didn't anybody, didn't anybody tell you
Didn't anybody tell you, this river's full of lost sharks

The National | Secret Meeting

I think one of the things I like about The National is how the songs are so propulsive, and yet persistent. And how they can just repeat a line in the song, and it never gets too much, just more poignant. It's so easy to trigger a memory that way.

All night I lay on my pillow and pray
For my boss to stop me in the hallway
Lay my head on his shoulder and say
Son, I've been hearing good things
I wake up without warning and go flying around the house
In my sauvignon fierce, freaking out
Take a forty-five minute shower and kiss the mirror

And say, look at me
Baby, we'll be fine
All we gotta do is be brave and be kind
I put on an argyle sweater and put on a smile
I don't know how to do this

I'm so sorry for everything

Baby, come over, I need entertaining
I had a stilted, pretending day
Lay me down and say something pretty
Lay me back down where I wanted to stay
Just say something perfect, something I can steal

Say, look at me
Baby, we'll be fine
All we've gotta do is be brave and be kind
I pull off your jeans, and you spill jack and coke in my collar
I melt like a witch and scream

I'm so sorry for everything

The National | Baby We'll Be Fine

Can't stream this one so here's one from their EP album I like.

She waits on the edges of the mattress

2007-07-22T21:55:00.000+08:00

I've heard a couple of songs from Low before but this is the first time I'm listening to the whole album and I've been so fascinated by it.

The music is bleak and fragmented, sometimes almost discordant, with completely different sounds from the left and right channel. And yet it's crafted so well, luring you, slowly and somberly. Every beat, every synthesized sound, every melodic line, is both deliberate and delicate.

It's the perfect music for me at this point of time, right now. A distraction from brooding. I need to get out of this funk, too much time is not always good. Waiting for nothing is just as bad as feeling inadequate.

So she waits on the edges of the mattress
What it takes to get a bad mess out of a bad dress
When she sings it's like a blue dove on a whipping post
When she speaks she thanks the good lord for the holy ghost

Take your time sweet thing
Take your time
Take your time sweet thing
Take your time

Low | Take Your Time

It's getting increasingly harder to stream the song I want, I guess I'll just have to make do with another song from the album, which is just as good.

It's easy now because you're safe

2007-07-16T09:11:00.000+08:00

A peck and messages about birds and things I've been wanting to hear, and I was up up and away and flying *grin* I didn't want to think about it but I couldn't help thinking you had changed your mind, perhaps.

Well it lasted all of 3 hours, or 3 weeks maybe, since I needed that long to gently fall back to normal again. To dare to ask to confirm. But it is easier now, can't change your mind.

We talk about all that you kept bottled up inside
Makes you laugh
Then it makes you cry
I said it all too late

Is this real at all
You’re not so sure
It’s easy now because you’re safe
Can’t change your mind

Moving on is not fair when it leaves me on my own
I lived my life waiting for tomorrow
But I guess it’s your turn now

We trade these lines to get us by
But what’s it matter
You keep saying Jersey’s not a home

I thought I had it all figured out
But look who got it wrong

The Wrens | Thirteen Grand

I like how the wrens sound in thirteen grand, these 2 are vastly different though.

And I liked you for that

2007-07-12T16:06:00.000+08:00

I painted each of my nails a different colour today! *grin* Am as pleased as a cat. Even seeing your face in the mail couldn't upset me that much.

I remember the day you heard this song, and how you didn't like it. It was the same day I let you apply eyeliner on my eyelids and oh, it was such pretty cat-eyes. I still used to like you then.

But I absolutely adore this song, and it makes me happy. And I'm glad for that. Almost as much as I'm glad that it doesn't do so for you. Although at one point in time, not too long ago, you did say you love someone, someone that you once said you despised and hated.

I guess one can never tell, especially when people change.

Used to be one of the rotten ones
And I liked you for that

Now you're all gone
Got your make up on
And you're not coming back
Can't you come back

Used to be one of the rotten ones
And I liked you for that

Now you're all gone
Got your make up on
And you're not coming back

Bleaching your teeth
Smiling flash
Talking trash
Under your breathe

Bleaching your teeth
Smiling flash
Talking trash
Under my window

Park that car
Drop that phone
Sleep on the floor
Dream about me

Used to be one of the rotten ones
And I liked you for that

Now you're all gone
Got your make up on
And you're not coming back

Broken Social Scene | Anthems For A Seventeen Year-Old Girl

Flowers blooming on the edges of your world is the prettiest thing ever *smile*

I don't care if you really care

2007-07-11T08:47:00.000+08:00

I always thought it was fortunate that Romeo and Juliet died when they did. Love is always sweetest in the beginning, where you'll do anything, say anything, and actually believe that you mean it. And such intensity is so seldom sustainable.

You can never beat a relationship that ends prematurely, be it a 2-month whirlwind of excitement and seemed commitment, or a night of pure adrenaline. Those memories linger the longest, good and bad. A longish relationship that fades and degenerates leaves nothing to look back to, the good times are sporadically spread out and unremarkable, and the bad times are amplified by reiteration. At least that's what I've been led to believe.

I guess we believe because we want to believe; it's too difficult to find out if it's true. Impossible even, at times, or maybe just too painful.

Dear, I fear we're facing a problem
You love me no longer, I know
And maybe there is nothing that I can do
To make you do

Mama tells me I shouldn't bother
That I ought just stick to another man
A man that surely deserves me
But I think you do

So I cry, and I pray and I beg

Love me love me
Say that you love me
Fool me fool me
Go on and fool me
Love me love me
Pretend that you love me
Leave me leave me
Just say that you need me

So I cried, and I begged for you to
Love me love me
Say that you love me
Leave me leave me
Just say that you need me
I can't care about anything but you

Lately I have desperately pondered
Spent my nights awake and I wonder
What I could have done in another way
To make you stay

Reason will not pledge a solution
I will end up lost in confusion
I don't care if you really care
As long as you don't go

The Cardigans | Lovefool

A private kind of happiness

2007-07-01T23:06:00.000+08:00

Everything's different when there's alcohol in your blood. Like a drug in your veins, you do things you wouldn't do, and say things you wouldn't say. Things you won't remember in the afternoon.

But I love the morning in between the last night and the next afternoon, when in semi-consciousness, it all seems so perfect.

Heavy night, it was a heavy night
Feels like we've come back from the dead
Heavy night, it was a heavy night
I cannot remember what I said to anyone

If we get up now, we can catch the afternoon
Watch the under-15's playing football in the park
Let's sit in St. Leonards on this alcoholic day
We're doing the best, with what we've got

I love you in the morning
When you're still hung over
I love you in the morning
When you're still strung out
I love you in the morning

I work hard all week and so do you
We deserve to let off some steam
Less orthodox creeping
We need to rage through this life

There might be ones who are smarter than you
That have the right answers, that wear better shoes
Forget about those melting ice caps
We're doing the best, with what we've got

I love you in the morning
When you're still hung over
I love you in the morning,
When you're still strung out
I love you in the morning

When I'm with you, I am calm
A pearl in your oyster
Head on my chest, a silent smile,
A private kind of happiness
You see giant proclamations are all very well
But our love is louder than words

I love you in the morning

Bloc Party | Sunday

Just don't let the music fall

2007-06-28T07:41:00.001+08:00

Hmmm..my last few songs have been either rather sad or dark huh? Well here are The Pipettes for you then! Happy, light-hearted music for a nein sad, nein dark mood *laugh*

So even though I might not get to be fraulein fiona, and though I'm still too queasy to go out, I can't help being cheered up, because I do so love surprises *grin* more so especially yummy and pretty surprises!

I do hope the music never stops, for many more years! *smile*

Dance with me pretty boy tonight
Dance with me and we'll be alright
There's a whole floor before us just for you and me
So follow my lead and we'll one two three
Pull Shapes

I like to Disco
I like to Rock 'n' Roll
Well I like to Hip Hop

Well you can do it all
Just don't let the music fall
Pull Shapes

I lead with my left hand
I stop with my right foot
Well I just want to freak out
I just want to move
I don't care what this song's about

Is there a drum beat?
Pull Shapes
And is the bass sweet?
Pull Shapes
Well then the rhyme is complete
Then get up on the floor
It's time for you to move your feet

What do you do when the music stops?
Pull Shapes

Clap your hands if you want some more
Pull Shapes

The Pipettes | Pull Shapes

I can never say no to anyone but you

2007-06-14T15:16:00.000+08:00

If I start hearing this song in my dreams, I guess I must be listening to it too much! *laugh* Oh, but the album is so sweetly succinct that I can't help but play it again every time it ends. I guess it's good that I've return the cd *grin* it's different in a way, when left with only the mp3s.

And of course it's such a big difference watching them live; I do so want to catch them when they come here!

I met the most obliging cat yesterday. She couldn't say no to anything. Even when panting and sweating from her paws, which is such a strange sight to see on a cat. *grin*

Sharp and open, leave me alone
And sleeping less every night
As the days become heavier and weighted
Waiting in the cold light

A noise, a scream
Tears my clothes as the figurines tighten
With spiders inside them
And dust on the lips of a vision of hell
I laughed in the mirror for the first time in a year

A hundred other words blind me with your purity
Like an old painted doll in the throes of dance
I think about tomorrow
Please let me sleep
As I slip down the window
Freshly squashed fly

You mean nothing
You mean nothing

I can lose myself in Chinese art and American girls
All the time
Lose me in the dark
Please do it right
Run into the night
I will lose myself tomorrow
Crimson pain
My heart explodes
My memory in a fire
And someone will listen
At least for a short while

I can never say no
I can never say no to anyone but you

Too many secrets
Too many lies
Writhing with hatred
Too many secrets
Please make it good tonight
But the same image haunts me
In sequence
In despair of time

I will never be clean again
I touched her eyes
Pressed my stained face
I will never be clean again

Touch her eyes
Press my stained face
I will never be clean again

The Cure | The Figurehead

I like this one a lot too. I find the drums on it very steady and comforting, and the riffs in between verses and chorus beautiful and melodic. And yes, anything siamese is always so alluring in a way.

I chose an eternity of this
Like falling angels
The world disappeared
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?
Flesh and blood and the first kiss
The first colours
The first kiss

We writhed under a red light
Voodoo smile
Siamese twins
A girl at the window looks at me for an hour
Then everything falls apart
Broken inside me
It falls apart

The walls and the ceiling move in time
Push a blade into my hands
Slowly up the stairs
And into the room
Is it always like this?

Dancing in my pocket
Worms eat my skin
She glows and grows
With arms outstretched
Her legs around me
In the morning I cried

Leave me to die
You won't remember my voice
I walked away and grew old
You never talk
We never smile
I scream
You're nothing
I don't need you any more
You're nothing
It fades and spins
Fades and spins

Sing out loud
We all die
Laughing into the fire
Is it always like this?

The Cure | Siamese Twins

You got me so I can't sleep at night

2007-06-03T12:46:00.000+08:00

And as suddenly as it came, it goes. *laugh* And all I'm feeling now is an ache to be anywhere else. And a longing to play games *grin* if only I had my own playstation! Although my cat, at times can be just as entertaining too. I don't know how you do it but you just do.

Girl, you really got me going
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing
Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night

Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing, now
Oh yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night

You really got me
You really got me
You really got me

See, don't ever set me free
I always wanna be by your side
Girl, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night

Yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I don't know what I'm doing, now
Oh yeah, you really got me now
You got me so I can't sleep at night

You really got me
You really got me
You really got me

The Kinks | You Really Got Me

Will you be there to embrace me

2007-06-02T23:40:00.000+08:00

I thought it was okay but it was like click click click, and then suddenly snip snip snip, everything fell apart again. So easily.

It's sad to be on both sides of the same kind of story. To be both the singer, and the one being sung to. Because I know what you mean. I mean it too. I hear myself repeating what you say to me, but to someone else. I understand how you can be so sure, because I'm sure of it myself.

Yes it's what I'd like to say, and I do. And most of time I believe it. But sometimes I get so affected that I know it's not true. Still, I know it's best to keep the words in.

Words I keep in here
Thoughts that make me scared
Always seem to show
Eyes let me know you know

It's not you it's all me
As if me taking all the blame
Will make you feel much better now
But all lights burn out

What I'd like to say
Is that staying friends is okay
But you and me we know
That in one heart love will grow

It's not you it's all me
As if me taking all the blame
Will make you feel much better now
But all lights burn out

Same time tomorrow when I wake up
Will the violins be playing
When my heart finally opens
Will you be there to embrace me

Because it's all so crazy now
Yeah, it's all so fucked up now

I always thought that I
Find what I lack in you

Last Days Of April | Will The Violins Be Playing?

Streamed sample of the song here, and video here.

Everybody's looking for something

2007-05-31T16:44:00.000+08:00

Oh the sweet pleasure of bumping into a figure of the past and knowing that it was so wrong back then, and that it's so much better now. *grin*

It's not vindictive if you didn't plan for it to happen right? And not mean if you don't gloat isn't it? Well, not too much as least, and not too obviously. Hmmm..although I was dancing with so much joy! Literally. *laugh* Oh it was such a wantonly happy night! I love my girls!! *muah*

Sweet dreams are made of this
Who am I to disagree
I travel the world and the seven seas
Everybody's looking for something

Some of them want to use you
Some of them want to get used by you
Some of them want to abuse you
Some of them want to be abused

Hold your head up
Moving on
Keep your head up
Moving on

Eurythmics | Sweet Dreams (Are Made Of This)

Oh and I love this video too! *grin* I'll put up videos as and when I find them now. If I recall correctly, the first time I saw this was in a ktv room at 4am in the morning *laugh* oh the strangeness of it all!

I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood

2007-05-22T09:22:00.000+08:00

Been cleaning out my drawers and files and finding all these little things that I've accumulated and almost forgot about. Sometimes it's really the littlest things that bring back the most memories. Scrawls on scraps of paper and on the margin of notes, dried flowers and strips of grass. Sentimental dreams of times long and not so long ago.

I was so glad to find the $100 Barang Barang voucher I thought I'd lost though *grin* and that it hadn't expired yet.

When I still used to write songs they were always like this. Little bits of information in long rambling sentences, all compressed in a verse, or two. And in my head, the song was sung with an airy, breathless voice.

Sometimes I find myself sitting back and reminiscing
Especially when I have to watch other people kissing
And I remember when you started calling me your missus
All the play fighting, all the flirtatious disses

I'd tell you sad stories about my childhood
I don't know why I trusted you but I knew that I could
We'd spend the whole weekend lying in our own dirt
I was just so happy in your boxers and your t-shirt

Dreams
Dreams of when we had just started things
Dreams of you and me
And it seems
It seems that I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you have the same dreams too

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it's so true
I know it's not right but it seems unfair
That things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on, tell me
Is this the end

Drinking tea in bed, watching DVDs
When I discovered all your dirty, grotty magazines
You'd take me out shopping and all we'd buy is trainers
As if we ever needed anything to entertain us

The first time that you introduced me to your friend
And you could see that I was nervous so you held my hand
When I was feeling down you'd make that face you do
There's no one in the world who could replace you

Dreams
Dreams of when we had just started things
Dreams of me and you
And it seems
It seems that I can't shake those memories
I wonder if you feel the same way too

The littlest things that take me there
I know it sounds lame but it's so true
I know it's not right but it seems unfair
That things are reminding me of you
Sometimes I wish we could just pretend
Even if only for one weekend
So come on, tell me
Is this the end

Lily Allen | Littlest Things

Living a life that I can't leave behind

2007-05-16T11:24:00.000+08:00

Trying to decide what to do tonight is to me, like trying to decide which version of Bizarre Love Triangle I want to listen to.

Should I go dancing with the girls at Zouk, where I'll probably hear the New Order version at Mambo, get a bit high, and lose myself in the mass of similarly moving bodies?

Or have a quiet night, warm and snug with a good book, lost in a world created by similarly looking pages. Simple and uncomplicated, like Frente's version of the same song.

Every time I think of you
I get a shot right through into a bolt of blue
It's no problem of mine
But it's a problem I find
Living a life that I can't leave behind

There's no sense in telling me
The wisdom of a fool won't set you free
But that's the way that it goes
And it's what nobody knows
And everyday my confusion grows

Every time I see you falling
I get down on my knees and pray
I'm waiting for that final moment
You say the words that I can't say

I feel fine and I feel good
I feel like I never should
Whenever I get this way
I just don't know what to say
Why can't we be ourselves like we were yesterday

I'm not sure what this could mean
I don't think you're what you seem
I do admit to myself that if I hurt someone else
Then I'll never see just what we're meant to be

New Order | Bizarre Love Triangle

Frente! | Bizarre Love Triangle

Lost inside this lonely game we play

2007-05-14T09:52:00.000+08:00

So I got my mum the Carpenters Gold Greatest Hits cd for a mother's day present and was delighted to hear This Masquerade again.

The melody in a bossa nova rhythm is just so hauntingly beautiful, and both the piano and flute solos are so much better than what I remembered them to be. I've never had much chance to hear the lyrics before, but as I suspected, the words are as wistful and poignant as the melody.

Are we really happy
With this lonely game we play
Looking for the right words to say

Searching but not finding
Understanding anyway
We're lost in this masquerade

Both afraid to say we're just too far away
From being close together from the start
We tried to talk it over but the words got in the way
We're lost inside this lonely game we play

Thoughts of leaving disappear
Each time I see your eyes
And no matter how hard I try

To understand the reason
Why we carry on this way
We're lost in this masquerade

I only managed to stream a sample track, but the download is the full version. (You might be able to hear the full song here though, but I can't launch the player so I'm not too sure.)

Carpenters | This Masquerade

There is nothing that we can do

2007-05-08T13:57:00.000+08:00

I know Mika's more popular song now is Grace Kelly but I really do like this one so much better. And the album art is so colourful, I want a dress like that! *grin*

Took a ride to the end of the lane where no one ever goes
Ended up on a broken train with nobody I know
But the pain and the longing's the same when you're dying
Now I'm lost and I'm screaming for help alone

Relax, take it easy
For there is nothing that we can do
Relax, take it easy
Blame it on me or blame it on you

It's as if I'm scared
It's as if I'm terrified
It's as if I'm scared
It's as if I'm playing with fire

Scared
It's as if I'm terrified
Are you scared
Are we playing with fire

Relax

There is an answer to the darkest times
It's clear we don't understand it
But the last thing on my mind is to leave you
I believe that we're in this together

Don't scream
There are so many roads left

Mika | Relax, Take It Easy

I love the cracks that we are made of

2007-04-30T11:43:00.000+08:00

Patiently trawling through the second-hand section at gramaphone is so rewarding when you find an album like this one by You Say Party! We Say Die! going for less than $4! *glee*

I'd actually only heard one of their songs before but at $4 it was just too tempting! *laugh* And now that I've listened through the album (many times I must admit), I believe it must be a good thing to succumb to temptation *grin* this album was so worth it!!

I love the keyboards, and the guitars and especially the hand claps *laugh* the songs are just great! And with titles like "He! She! You! Me! They! We! Us! Okay!" and "Cold Hands! Hot Bodies", what more could I ask for...besides lyrics like this..

I love the cracks that we are made of
The bits of light that peek out between
I love the space where your arms fail reaching
For my heart that blithers is flying

I love the way your mind forgets
All the bad things I will sin
And taking me back seem so easy

Oh my dear, you are so damn pleasing
Promise that you'll take me back forever
I'll promise you the same twice over

Your love is my millenium

You Say Party! We Say Die! | Love In The New Millenium (Your Pants My Couch)

I can't stream this song so here's another 2 instead. Let me now if you want the mp3s of these 2 songs too!

Like the deserts miss the rain

2007-04-29T09:49:00.000+08:00

This week was so much fun! *grin* I miss the brief period of time when I was as carefree as this week. It was so satisfying, like a passing afternoon shower in the middle of a hot day. Transient and fleeting.

Lots of dancing music in my head, both from the night at MOS and from ps2 games with such awesome music! *laugh* And they had candy floss at MOS!! *happy* I think sugar makes me higher than alcohol. Thanks for bringing me out Pris! *smile*

I step off the train
I'm walking down your street again
I past your door
But you don't live there anymore

It's years since you been there
And now you've disappeared somewhere
Like outer space
You found some better place

And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain

And could you be dead
You always were two steps ahead
And everyone would walk behind while you run

I look up at your house
And I can almost hear you shout down to me
Where I always used to be

And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain

I'm back on the train
I ask why did I come again
And can I confess
I've been hanging round your old address

And the years have proved
Too often nothing since you moved
And you're long gone
But I can't move on

And I miss you
Like the deserts miss the rain

Everything But The Girl | Missing

This is another version that I like a lot. It's not as dance-y but the guitars and rhythm are so good!!

Nothing to live for when I'm sleeping alone

2007-04-17T21:28:00.000+08:00

"Are you lesbian?" He asked.

And I wonder again, has it been that long? Long enough for people to start wondering, to start asking questions.

But really, nothing much excites me quite as much anymore; nothing much shocks me even. I'm numb. It's strange, but in a nice detached way. And anyway everything's make-belief, play-pretend. You can't unbreak the broken. There's nothing left to like anymore.

Well, words remind me of music and who better to listen to now than the lesbian twins Tegan & Sara *grin* Here are 2 of their songs.

There's a war inside of me
Do I cause new heartbreak to write a new broken song
Do I push it down or let it run me right into the ground
I feel like I wouldn't like me if I met me

Well I can't stop talking for fear of listening to unwelcome sound
And you haven't called me in weeks and honestly it's bringing me down
Oh I feel like I wouldn't like me if I met me
I feel like you wouldn't like me if you met me

And don't you worry there's still time
Don’t you worry there’s still time

There’s nothing to live for when I'm sleeping alone
And I wash the windows outside
In hopes that the glare will bring you around
I feel like I wouldn't like me if I met me
I feel like you wouldn't like me if you met me

So don’t you worry there’s still time
Don’t you worry there’s still time

Sunshine is days away I won't be saved I know all the words
I can't say that I'll love you forever
Sunshine is days away I won't be saved I know all the words
I won't say that I'll love you forever

Tegan and Sara | You Wouldn't Like Me

I think this song is one of their more popular songs that's in the Grey's Anatomy soundtrack.

Where do you go with your broken heart in tow?
What do you do with the left over you?
And how do you know, when to let go?
Where does the good go?
Where does the good go?

Look me in the eye and tell me you don't find me attractive
Look me in the heart and tell me you won't go
Look me in the eye and promise no love's like our love
Look me in the heart and unbreak broken
It won't happen

It's love that leaves
That breaks the seal of always thinking you would be real happy
And healthy, strong and calm
Where does the good go?
Where does the good go?

Where do you go when you're in love and the world knows?
How do you live so happily while I am sad and broken down?
What do you say it's up for grabs now that you're on your way down?
Where does the good go?
Where does the good go?

Tegan and Sara | Where Does The Good Go?

All I can commit to is maybe

2007-04-10T13:51:00.000+08:00

How do you tell if it's just a crush? How much is enough and how long is long enough? The engineer in me just wishes for an equation. One where variables can be put in and the hypothesis tested *laugh* I can't believe I'm actually thinking about this! *grin*

Haven't heard this song for so long now, but now I'm hooked again. Just like how I was almost 10 years ago. Gosh, has it really been that long? *laugh*

See ya blowing me a kiss
It doesn't take a scientist
To understand what's going on baby
If you see something in my eye
Let's not over analyze
Don't go too deep with it baby

So let it be what it'll be
Don't make a fuss and get crazy over you and me
Here's what I do, I'll play it loose
Not like we have a date with destiny

It's just a little crush
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just some little thing
Not like everything I do depends on you

It's raising my adrenaline
You're banging on a heart of tin
Please don't make too much of it baby
Say the word forevermore
That's not what I'm looking for
All I can commit to is maybe

So let it be what it'll be
Don't make a fuss and get crazy over you and me
Here's what I do, I'll play it loose
Not like we have a date with destiny

It's just a little crush
Not like I faint every time we touch
It's just some little thing
Not like everything I do depends on you

Vanilla skies
White picket fences in your eyes
A vision of you and me

Jennifer Paige | Crush

Love's an excuse to get hurt. And to hurt.

2007-04-06T16:16:00.000+08:00

There's a new Bright Eyes album coming out next week! Check it out here. I've heard some of the songs from the new album already and I'm liking them a lot. He never ceases to amaze me with the variety of sounds in his songs, all held together by his distinct voice.

The first two songs I heard from him were so different in so many ways. One was sweet and soothing and so full of hope and new found life. A happy song for happier times.

The other was pained and dark. The unhappy ending of a story. Knowing the meaningnessless of it all and not caring. The cold comfort of not feeling anything.

Everything fades, degenerates, ends. Why bother trying to make anything last.

I picked you out of a crowd and talked to you.

I said, "I like your shoes."
You said, "Thanks. Can I follow you?"

So it's up the stairs and out of view. No prying eyes. I poured some wine. I asked your name. You asked the time. Now it's 2 o'clock. The club is closed, we out of the block. Your hands on me, pressing hard again your jeans. Your tongue in my mouth, trying to keep the words from coming out. You didn't care to know who else may have been you before.

I want a lover I don't have to love. I want a girl who's too sad to give a fuck. Hey where's the kid with the chemicals? I thought he said to meet him here but I'm not sure. I got the money if you've got the time.

You said, "It feels good."
I said, "I'll give it a try."

Then my mind went dark. We both forgot where your car was parked. Let's just take the train. I'll meet up with the band in the morning.

Bad actors with bad habits. Some sad singers they just play tragic. And the phone's ringing and the van's leaving . Let's just keep touching. Let's just keep singing.

I want a lover I don't have to love. I want a boy who's so drunk he doesn't talk. Hey where's the kid with the chemicals? I've got a hunger and I can't seem to get full. I need some meaning I can memorize. The kind I have always seems to slip my mind.

But you write such pretty words. But life's no storybook. Love's an excuse to get hurt and to hurt.

"Do you like to hurt?"
"I do. I do."
"Then hurt me."

Bright Eyes | Lover I Don't Have To Love

Nobody has ever loved you like I do

2007-04-04T20:54:00.000+08:00

What do you mean?

Wouldn't it be so much easier if everyone could always say exactly what they mean? But we can't. We have to hide and dance around the words we say, and pick up the pieces that fall along the way.

I'm tired of dancing around, but it's still better than not dancing at all right? Another song to dance to, with words I don't understand. But it's so much better this way.

Even though you're well intentioned
One or two or three things you mentioned
Leave a taste familiar to me so
Even with a slight sarcastic
A ripple in a voice elastic
I could crack the slightest code of woe

You look familiar, I know you
We've met before, is it not true?
I'm zero, don't waste words with me
Here's not the chamber for it

What do you mean?
Evil has never loved you
Evil has never loved you
Evil has never loved you as I do

What do you mean?
Nobody has ever loved you
Nobody has ever loved you
Nobody has ever loved you like I do

Find it at the further reaches
Smelling like a rose or peaches
Crippling the hardest pig nose shell
Find it when I look in your eyes
A little spark that would be kingsize
The mirror does no justice to your spell

You look familiar, I know you
We've met before, is it not true?
I'm zero, don't waste words with me
Here's not the chamber for it

What do you mean?
Evil has never loved you
Evil has never loved you
Evil has never loved you as I do

What do you mean?
Nobody has ever loved you
Nobody has ever loved you
Nobody has ever loved you like I do

Union Of Knives | Evil Has Never

You can find this song, and more of their songs streamed on their site, here. It's slightly different from the one I have though.

You hold my arms down, I've been bad

2007-03-22T14:11:00.000+08:00

Happiness is getting to ask the dj to play the song you want and having it blast from huge, kick ass speakers! *grin*

Very happy from BringYourOwnMusic at Home Club last night! I think it's a really cool idea! Check out the interpop blog here.

Thanks Shaun, for playing the MSTRKRFT remix of Metric! And thanks to Shaocong for coming with me and burning my BYOM playlist for me *smile* 1-2-1 got played from his playlist, and Benji from Eating Air was there *laugh* it was such a surreal night!

Here's the one from my playlist!

I fought the war
I fought the war
I fought the war
But the war won't stop for the love of god

I fought the war
I fought the war
But the war won

Monster hospital
Can you please release me?
You hold my hands down, I've been bad
You hold my arms down, I've been bad
I've been bad, I've been bad

I fought the war
I fought the war
But the war won

I fought the war
I fought the war
But the war won't stop for the love of god

I fought the war
I fought the war
But the war won't stop

Stop

Metric | Monster Hospital (MSTRKRFT remix)

Your name is the splinter inside me

2007-03-19T19:47:00.000+08:00

Somehow I feel that Joshua Radin hides such melanchony under his soothing voice. How do you sound so sad and comforting at the same time? But I love how he sounds, especially in duets, where the voices complement so perfectly.

I should know who I am by now
I walk the record stands somehow
Thinking of winter
Your name is the splinter inside me

While I wait

And I remember the sound
Of your November downtown
And I remember the truth
A warm December with you

But I don't have to make this mistake
And I don't have to stay this way
If only I would wake

The walk has all been cleared by now
Your voice is all I hear somehow
Calling out Winter
Your voice is the splinter inside me

While I wait

I could have lost myself
In rough blue waters in your eyes
And I miss you still

Joshua Radin | Winter

This is the first song where I heard his voice, it's from the soundtrack of The Last Kiss. I suppose it's a happy song, but it makes me sad.

Been up all night staring at you
Wondering what's on your mind
I've been this way with so many before
But this feels like the first time
You want the sunrise to go back to bed
I want to make you laugh

Mess up my bed with me
Kick off the covers I'm waiting
Every word you say I think
I should write down
Don't want to forget come daylight

Happy to lay here, just happy to be here
I'm happy to know you
Play me a song, your newest one
Please leave your taste on my tongue
Paperweight on my back
Cover me like a blanket

Mess up my bed with me
Kick off the covers I'm waiting
Every word you say i think
I should write down
Don't want to forget come daylight

And no need to worry
That's wastin time
And no need to wonder
What's been on my mind

It's you

Every word you say I think
I should write down
Don't want to forget come daylight

And I give up
I let you win
You win cause i'm not counting

You made it back to sleep again
Wonder what you're dreaming

If you bury it deep, no one can find a thing

2007-03-18T19:11:00.000+08:00

Drumbeats and strings - I was hooked from the start. I never knew they could be combined like this *smile* I like it a lot!

The pounding drums overpowering the beating of my heart, burying everything else with it, while I drift in the pulling strings.

So wonderful what a smile can hide
If the teeth shine bright and it's nice and wide
It's so magical all you can keep inside
If you bury it deep no one can find a thing, no.

Well come on, open wide, open up now
Don't you think it's time

To look back at that boy on his way to school
Such a heavy heart, such a heavy jewel
Hiding something that one day he'll sell
But now if no one shows, no one tells a thing, no.

Well come on love, open wide, open up now
Don't you think it's time

Now after all these years you are at last opening
Was it worth all that war just to win
So caught up in the speed of the days in your sin
Don't forget how the story begins, no.
Don't forget now

Now I'm seeing all your lovers and enemies
They've been turining their keys so full of need
All trying to see that jewel you keep
What makes it shine, what makes it mine
But I don't care, no.

Just come on now, open wide.
Open up now.
There's so much love for what you'll find

But what will you find!

Now after all these years you are at last opening
Was it worth all that war just to win

Well if it was can you take me back to where it begins
Come and take me back to where it begins
Come and take me back to where it begins
Come on, open wide and let some light in

Let us in

Patrick Wolf | Overture

I really wish I could stream this song but I can only upload it. Here's another song with drums, it's nice too, in a different way.

A cracked smile and a silent shout

2007-03-08T10:23:00.000+08:00

My new music fix.

I like them - they're strange, and random, and strange. And the beats let me close my eyes and shake my head while I walk in pace. Sway your hips and keep the thoughts from forming meanings.

Moving in rhythm, the familiarity of artificiality.

I never knew this could happen to me
I know now fragility
I know there's people who I haven't told
I know of people who are getting old

Wish I could speak in just one sweep
What you are and what you mean to me
Instead I mumble randomly
You stand by and enlighten me

In a dream I lost my teeth again
Calling me woman and a half man
Yes in a dream all my teeth fell out
A cracked smile and a silent shout

If I explain it once thoroughly
He'll have you later 'cause it's never free
You were at the gigantic spree
I caught a glimpse now it haunts me

The Knife | Silent Shout

Trying my best not to forget

2007-02-17T11:48:00.000+08:00

I always try my best to remember everything. Names, faces, occasions, songs, memories. I write them down, play them back in my mind, even dream of them.

And I can't let go.

But should I try to forget? Maybe there are some meds I could take to make the memories fade, and the feelings numb. But will I still be the same?

I was alone
Falling free
Trying my best not to forget
What happened to us
What happened to me
What happened as I let it slip

I was confused
By the powers that be
Forgetting names and faces
Passersby
Were looking at me
As if they could erase it

Baby did you forget to take your meds?

I was alone
Staring over the ledge
Trying my best not to forget
All manner of joy
All manner of glee
And our one heroic pledge

How it mattered to us
How it mattered to me
And the consequences
I was confused
By the birds and the bees
Forgetting if I meant it

And the sex and the drugs and the complications

Placebo | Meds (video)

I don't have this song actually, but I really liked the video. The streamed video is here.

Don't say you want me

2007-02-11T16:01:00.001+08:00

This is such a male chauvinistic, egoistical, cocky, presumptious song. But still, I could fall in love with the singer *sigh*

But it's probably just because it's Depeche Mode. I fell in love with his voice the first time I heard Strangelove on the radio years ago. And back then, I was only just a kid *laugh*

I'm going to take my time
I have all the time in the world
To make you mine
It is written in the stars above

The gods decree
You'll be right here by my side
Right next to me
You can run but you cannot hide

Don't say you want me
Don't say you need me
Don't say you love me
It's understood

Don't say you're happy
Out there without me
I know you can't be
'cause it's no good

I'll be fine
I'll be waiting patiently
Till you see the signs
And come running to my open arms

When will you realise
Do we have to wait till our worlds collide
Open up your eyes
You can't turn back the tide

Depeche Mode | It's No Good

There'll be times when my crimes
Will seem almost unforgivable
I give in to sin
Because you have to make this live livable

But when you think I've had enough from your sea of love
I'll take more than another riverfull
Yes and I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart smile

Strangelove
Strange highs and strange lows
Strangelove
That's how my love goes
Strangelove
Will you give it to me

Will you take the pain
I will give to you
Again and again
And will you return it

There'll be days when I stray
I may appear to be constantly out of reach
I give in to sin
Because I like to practice what I preach

I'm not trying to say I'll have it all my way
I'm always willing to learn
If you have something to teach
And I'll make it all worthwhile
I'll make your heart smile

The streamed song is a live version! I would so love to have been there!!

Depeche Mode | Strangelove

The memories come a streamin'

2007-02-08T07:50:00.000+08:00

This was a song that I heard for the first time at jens lekman's gig at barbaablackchic but it was so easy to sing along and so much fun! Listen to how much fun we had!

Can you hear the beat of my heart?
Bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp!

*grin*

Amusingly, the song from the album sounds like it's just from another one of his concerts *laugh*

Jens Lekman | A Sweet Summer's Night On Hammer Hill

We make a pair of parentheses

2007-01-25T11:18:00.000+08:00

This is the most comforting song I've heard. And I love their rhymes and non-rhymes. Listen to their songs on their myspace site, here.

Some philosophies fuel a belief in the self
Constructed to keep one's goods on one's own shelf
Built well you're a strong letter I
With the feet on the ground and the hands to the sky
Now and then you can bend
It's okay to lean over
Lean over my way
You fear that you can't do it all and you're right
Even day takes relief every day from its work
Making light from the night

And when you're holding me
We make a pair of parentheses
There's plenty space to encase
Whatever weird way my mind goes
I know I'll be safe in these arms

If something in the deli aisle makes you cry
Of course I put my arm around you
And I'll walk you outside
Through the sliding doors
Why would I mind?

You're not a baby if you feel the world
All of the babies they can feel the world
That's why they cry

The Blow | Parentheses

So mannequin

2007-01-21T13:02:00.000+08:00

I was given this album second hand because it was deemed too depressing. In a way, the songs ARE very depressing. But, if you don't listen to the words too carefully, their music is actually rather soothing. And the lyrics are clever, even if they are sad.

Today I woke up and thought how much I love the sun
And if you go I'll be so sad
If you fly to another planet
Where things are same

Then it came to me the other day
It was so unreal, so mannequin
And they're right, the body's just a shell
If you stare hard enough you'll notice

Then it came to me
From another place
And I buried it
I buried it
Sun

With my family medical history, growing old is already kind of scary. This song, coupled with what's been happening recently, only makes it worse. My grandpa believes that quality of life is important to my grandma, and after being married to her for over 50 years, I'm sure he would know best. And I will support him.

Why do I keep forgetting my name
Maybe it's something I ate
What is this terrible thing coming over me?

Alzheimers

What was that terrible thing I ate
It tasted like ivory soap
Why are my shoes in the refrigerator?

Why do I keep forgetting your name
Maybe I never liked you anyway
What is this terrible thing attached to my neck?

"The time seems to run a little differently..ermm..how old were we when we sort of got into ermm..light..not lighthood, ermm..medium sized age?"

"Well, I guess I'm a medium sized age, 'coz I'm 45."

"You're 45.."

"That's medium."

"Ya, and I must be near 50 then."

"Older than that."

"Is it really? 50 something then. 60?

"You know how old you are? 84."

"I'm 84? I've never thought of that Debbie, I haven't thought of my age in years!"

Alzheimers

Joy Zipper | Out Of The Sun

Joy Zipper | Alzheimers

Some of their songs are streamed on their myspace site, here.

Numb is the new high

2007-01-18T09:59:00.000+08:00

I have the Emily Haines album! *grin* *grin* *grin* and it's gorgeous! You can't tell from the pictures, but the album is packaged as a little gold book, with some translucent pages just like tracing paper! And everything's so pretty and delicate and lovely *smile* thank you so much!

It's so difficult for me to choose a favourite song from the album, and I don't want to, actually. All the songs are so brilliantly written and composed; the lyrics and melodies are just so unique! *gush* These are just some of them.

Our Hell

What I thought was in is missing out
What I thought it was it isn’t now
There’s a pattern in the system
There’s a bullet in the gun
That’s why I tried to save you
But it can’t be done

Crowd Surf Off A Cliff

Cursed with a love that you can't express
It's not for a fuck, or a kiss
Rather give the world away than wake up lonely
Everywhere in every way I see you with me

Crowd surf off a cliff
Land out on the ice
Crowd surf off to sea
Float towards the beach

If you find me, hide me, I don't know where I've been
When you phone me tell me everything I did
If I'm sorry you lost me you'd better make it quick
Cause this call costs a fortune and it's late where you live
It's late where you live

Detective Daughter

She was calling around to find half an hour
She walked right into my mirror
Said she’s here to waste time
I said, “That’s fine.”

Love is hell, hell is love
Hell is asking to be loved

She’s still calling around to find half an hour
She’ll always have a place in my mirror
She’s got no more time, now she wants mine
But I’m all out too

The Lottery

If that’s a crime let’s commit it
There’s a new crime, sexual suicide

Will we always be like little kids
Running group to group asking who loves me?
Don’t know who loves me!
It’s pathetic. It’s impossible
Like girls in stilettos trying to run

The Maid Need A Maid

I would love to pay for you,
you could be a good wife to me.
I would love to pay for you,
you are the maid for me.

Nothing And Nowhere

Playgrounds are graveyards
And all of our scars are permanent
Permanent

There’s no replacement for places
I’ll always love you, you’re mine
Numb is the new high
All memories die out till nothing and nowhere is golden

Hmmm..I think I got a bit carried away *laugh* did I mention how much I love emily haines? *grin*

Emily Haines & The Soft Skeleton | Crowd Surf Off A Cliff

This version is different from the one on the album, but it's nice too. In fact, it's possibly nicer, though I don't know where it's from.

A little time to find some peace of mind

2006-12-31T09:32:00.000+08:00

These songs by Her Space Holiday never fail to depress me.
But listening to them does make me happy.

I used to know this girl
Who gave her love away
To every guy she met
With all those games they played
She never seemed to cry
She never got upset
And one by one they came
And one by one they left

I thought that I could fix her
If she would let me in
But all of my advances
Were shut down in the end
When days turned into months
I begged her to explain
And this is what she sang

It's not like I'm a slut
Or that I really like to fuck
I just want every boy I see
To walk away with part of me

Until there's nothing left to hold
Until there's nothing left to hate
I appreciate your help
But even you can't save me from myself

I used to know this boy
Who took notes in a book
But he ripped out all the pages
Before I got a look
At all the words he scribbled
At all the lines he filled
But the ink stains on his fingers
Told me he was skilled

At capturing a feeling
That most of us just miss
The simple pain of living
With goodbyes on our lips
I found one of the pages
Crumpled by her bed
And this is how it read

It's not like I am weak
Or that I don't know how to leave
It's just that every time you cheat
You bring me closer to defeat

Until there's nothing left to love
Until there's nothing left to say
I know that you need help
But even I can't save you from yourself

Her Space Holiday | Japanese Gum

I really can't explain how confusing it is to me, to want to listen to a song that makes me so depressed, because somehow, in a way, it makes me happy too.

Some things define themselves in contradictory ways. Like how being alone with someone can give you the loneliest moments of your life.

I'm picking up the phone and putting down this pen
To let you know I'm writing you again
But it's not the same the names have all changed
And my best friend and ex girlfriend aren't to blame
I did this myself it's a sick cry for help
But it doesn't mean the situation's clean
Additional stress that will come from the press
The mess I made putting my life on parade
Now the writers can say "we were right all along
You can't make someone love you with a song"

And you don't know me
But you owe me
A little time to find some peace of mind
And when you hold me
I'm not so lonely
It will be difficult to leave this life behind

My sister always said that hardships come in two's
A funeral and break up afternoon
There is really no good time for anyone to leave
In a couple weeks I'll get my chance to grieve
And hopefully by then my mind will be all clear
And I can cry for the reasons that I'm there
And not for all the things that are happening at home
The church was filled but I was still alone
But this is not a ploy to gain some sympathy
I made this bed and now it's time to sleep

And you don't know me
But you owe me
A little time to find some peace of mind
And when you hold me
I'm not so lonely
It will be difficult to leave this life behind

It's such a shame that the blame has somehow shifted to you
We're both aware through the years that I've been messed up too
And I shouldn't talk I should stop I'm digging deeper holes
It just feels strange that I sing songs for another girl

And you don't know me
But you owe me
And when you hold me
I'm not so lonely

Her Space Holiday | My Girlfriend's Boyfriend

I've got to change my ways

2006-12-12T22:24:00.000+08:00

And so begins the preparation for my future career, with the purchase of a sleek pair of topshop pants! *grin*

If the coporate world is going to be anything like what this song seems to suggest, then I can hardly wait! *laugh* This song is just so much fun!

She called me up today
Meet me down at the old café
I jumped into the shower
I was getting my marching orders

She’d never stand for any lies
She’s got an Out Tray full of guys
I could sense a breath, a whole new feeling
Now she says she wants to call a meeting

We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I want to give you the job
A chance of overtime
Say, my place at nine?

She gave me some dictation
But my strength is in administration
I took down all she said
I even took down her little red dress

We need to talk
Step into my office, baby
I’m going to give you the job
I’m pushing for a raise
I’ve been pushing now for days

Belle & Sebastian | Step Into My Office, Baby

Are you my lady, are you?

2006-12-11T22:08:00.000+08:00

Having an albino python draped across my shoulders once again, brings back memories of the time I spent volunteering in the zoo.

I really wanted to be a zookeeper back then. Working with animals, rather than people, is just so much...better.

But I couldn't bear to kill the mouse to feed the snake. Even though I really like snakes, as well as most other animals. If only they were vegetarian, like giraffes.

Or at least just enjoy eating vegetables, like my cat.

You're tall just like a giraffe
You have to climb to find its head
But if there's a glitch
You're an ostrich
You've got your head in the sand

In a submersible I can hardly breathe
As it takes me inside, so the light sings
Answer me truthfully, do the clouds kiss you?
With meringue-coloured hair, I know they cannot

So are you my lady, are you?

Mew | The Zookeeper's Boy

Can't stream this song again so here's their myspace site. You can listen to more of their songs there!

Have we missed an opportunity?

2006-12-10T17:01:00.000+08:00

Going to the museum reminds me of Souvenirs by Architecture in Helsinki. I'm not too sure why, but it does. It just has this delicate feel to it, with all its intricateness and subtle nuances.

And like how for some inexplicable reason, I never tire of visiting museums; In the same way, I can listen to this song repeatedly, without knowing exactly what I like about it.

Still, I derive such pleasure from doing so.

With an envelope, we'll enter buildings we might touch
I've got souvenirs but yesterday can't mean too much
Have we missed an opportunity?

Whispers Chinese leaves a message, leaves a metaphor
For what once was gold and once was rich but now is poor
Have we missed an opportunity?

And the trees lean to lend
Can I fold you in fourteen ways to depend not defend?

Architecture in Helsinki | Souvenirs

Yes I think I'm okay

2006-12-07T23:19:00.000+08:00

It's funny when you happen to listen to a song you loved since you were a kid but haven't heard for a while, and then suddenly you realise that all those times you were singing it, you never understood what the lyrics meant.

I heard the same thing told to me over and over again, and I thought I knew what it meant. But I didn't. Until now.

My name is Luka
I live on the second floor
I live upstairs from you
Yes I think you've seen me before
If you hear something late at night
Some kind of trouble. some kind of fight
Just don't ask me what it was

I think it's because I'm clumsy
I try not to talk too loud
Maybe it's because I'm crazy
I try not to act too proud
They only hit until you cry
And after that you don't ask why
You just don't argue anymore

Yes I think I'm okay
I walked into the door again
Well, if you ask that's what I'll say
And it's not your business anyway
I guess I'd like to be alone
With nothing broken, nothing thrown
Just don't ask me how I am

Suzanne Vega | Luka

Satisfy myself

2006-12-05T21:18:00.000+08:00

I'm in such a happy mood now! And Metric just makes me even happier! *grin* *grin* *grin* I want to dance and twirl and fall onto a bed, exhausted *smile*

I think this is my very first Metric Song *laugh* I absolutely love their video! You can find it on their website!

Can't stand by myself
Hate to sleep alone
Surprises always help
So I take somebody home
To find out how I feel
Feel like just a baby
Portrait of a lady
Poster of a girl

Metric | Poster Of A Girl

It's strange but I can't stream this song too! So here's another one instead, my favourite track in this album!

Get straight and wait here while I try to find the exit sign
When will you stop asking strangers, no one wants what we want
Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bag
Never expect to be sure

You're working for the police and the private
The pirates and the pilots
Fingerprinted waiting for the train
The doctor, the writer, the hairdresser
Felt up and fingerprinted waiting for the train

Lord lord mother you're all losing love
Lord listen lover you're all missing mama
Lord lord mother you're all losing love
Lord listen lover you're all missing something I don't got

There's a place that ends here I know
When they close the gates I'll cry
So tired of never sleeping
The whole world wants what we're on

Didn't make this up I learned, I learned it from a friend
My friend is coming clean, she told me
Keep one eye on the door, keep one eye on the bed
Never expect to be sure who you're working for

You're working for the police and the private
The pirates and the pilots
Fingerprinted waiting for the train
The doctor, the writer, the garbage collector
Fingerprinted waiting for the train

Sliding forward, he moves away

2006-12-02T20:40:00.000+08:00

I wish I was at Indie Garden now, with the live shoegazer sounds of Astreal. *sigh*

Forward
Let's move forward
Moving forward
In every way

Dying
As we're changing
Moving forward
She says

Astreal | Lover and The Sea

I can't stream this song, but this is their myspace site. And you can listen to a couple more sample tracks here.

My heart's aflame, my body's strained

2006-12-01T09:11:00.000+08:00

Now that christmas is approaching, I think it's a bit late for a halloween-ish post! But I'm just so fascinated by songs that refer to creatures of the night! Here are a few:

Sufjan Stevens has the most amazing song titles! And I love the letter-by-letter spelling of I-L-L-I-N-O-I-S! *grin*

We are awaken with the axe
Night of the Living Dead at last
They have begun to shake the dirt
Wiping their shoulders from the earth

I know, I know the nations past
I know, I know they rust at last
They tremble with the nervous thought
Of having been, at last, forgot

Speaking their names, they shake the flag
Waking the earth, it lifts and lags
We see a thousand rooms to rest
Helping us taste the bite of death

I know, I know my time has passed
I'm not so young, I'm not so fast
I tremble with the nervous thought
Of having been, at last, forgot

Sufjan Stevens | They are Night Zombies!! They are Neighbors!! They Have Come Back from the Dead!! Ahhhhh!

TV On the Radio makes being a werewolf sound so romantic. Dangerously romantic.

Say say my playmate
Won't you lay hands on me
Mirror my malady
Transfer my tragedy

Got a curse I cannot lift
Shines when the sunset shifts
When the moon is round and full
Gotta bust that box, gotta gut that fish

My mind's aflame

We could jet in a stolen car
But I bet we wouldn't get too far
Before the transformation takes
And bloodlust tanks and crave gets slaked

Got a curse we cannot lift
Shines when the sunset shifts
There's a curse comes with a kiss
The bite that binds the gift that gives

Now that we got gone for good
Writhing under your riding hood
Tell your grandma and your mama too
It's true, true, true

We're howling forever

TV On The Radio | Wolf Like Me

I don't really think this is a song about zombies, but I like it all the same *laugh*

But you see, it's not me, it's not my family.
In your head, in your head they are fighting,
With their tanks and their bombs,
And their bombs and their guns.
In your head, in your head, they are crying

The Cranberries | Zombie

Bring us a dream

2006-11-25T20:46:00.000+08:00

I haven't been sleeping much, but I have been having a lot of strange dreams. Sometimes they're happy dreams and I wake up with a silly grin on my face. Other times I wish I didn't dream. And then there are the mundane dreams where I just repeat everything that happened that day, or even the next day, in a strangly predictive way. They tire me though, living the whole day all over again. But at least I haven't been sleepwalking again.

So here are some sandman songs, and they couldn't be more different! *grin* This is my favourite one, by America:

Funny I've been there
And you've been here
We ain't have no time to drink that beer

'Cause I understand you've been running from the man
That goes by the name of the sandman
He flies the sky like an eagle in the eye
Of a hurricane that's abandoned

America | Sandman

This next one I got from Daryl; I never knew Metalllica and the San Francisco Symphony could sound so good together. Thanks bro!

Something's wrong, shut the light
Heavy thoughts tonight
And they aren't of Snow White

Dreams of war, dreams of liars
Dreams of dragons' fire
And of things that will bite

Sleep with one eye open
Gripping your pillow tight

Exit light
Enter night
Take my hand
Off to never never land

Metallica | Enter Sandman

This last one I got from Shaocong's Stubbs The Zombie soundtrack. I love this cd, with their specially comissioned covers of 50's era songs! Everything seemed so simple then, and even their mournful songs sound happy *laugh*

Mister sandman, bring me a dream
Make her the cutest that I've ever seen
Give her two lips like roses and clover
Then tell her that her lonesome nights are over

Sandman, I'm so alone
Don't have nobody to call my own
Please turn on your magic beam
Mister sandman, bring me a dream

Oranger | Mr. Sandman

That's it! Gosh, this post took much longer than anticipated. Back to work!

The pain you drive in the heart of me

2006-11-22T00:21:00.000+08:00

I get so mad when someone I love gets hurt. Especially if it was by someone I didn't have a high opinion of in the first place. But I've always been taught to mediate and not exacerbate. I just hope I don't appear apathetic.

I'm not exactly sure what's going on, but this is for you:

Don't touch me please
I cannot stand the way you tease
I love you though you hurt me so
Now I'm going to pack my things and go

Once I ran to you
Now I run from you
This tainted love you've given
I gave you all a boy could give you
Take my tears and that's not nearly all
Tainted love

Marilyn Mason | Tainted Love

If I wait, this could die

2006-11-21T09:01:00.000+08:00

I didn't know Franz Ferdinand was an angry rabbit *grin* but listen to what he says..

So if you're lonely
You know I'm here waiting for you
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot away for you

And if you leave here
You leave me broken, shattered I lie
I'm just a crosshair
I'm just a shot then we can die

Franz Ferdinand | Take Me Out

(I apologize to those who don't appreciate bad puns *laugh* but I really found this hilarious!)

I testify to having guilty feelings

2006-11-20T00:08:00.000+08:00

Another well...inspirational song? *laugh* This guy is such an optimist! Sometimes I wish I was like that.

I'd like to wait
To see how things turn out
If you apply some pressure

What happens when you lose everything
You just start again
You start all over again

What happens when you lose some pressure
Apply some pressure
You lose some pressure

You know that I would love to see you next year
I hope that I am still alive next year
You know that I would love to see you in that dress
I hope that I will live to see you undress

Maximo Park | Apply Some Pressure

There are powerlines in our bloodlines

2006-11-18T21:34:00.000+08:00

During times like now, when I'm so busy with assignments, projects, presentations, resume-writing and the coming exams, I somehow, inadvertently miss playing with my old band. It was stressful at times, finding the time to learn new songs, to practice or even just to meet up and jam; But oh-so-satisfying when it all came together on stage.

We've stopped playing together for some time already. But recently, our lead singer is considering performing again. I can't wait to hear him sing once more! *smile* Check out our past songs here. These songs were recordered before I joined though, so they weren't any keyboard parts yet.

One of the covers we did then was The Engine Driver by The Decemberist. It had an offbeat rhythm which I liked, even though it required a bit of work.

Here's the original, a wonderfully lovelorn song:

I'm a money lender
I have fortunes, upon fortunes
Take my hand for tender
I am tortured, ever tortured

And if you don't love me, let me go

And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages, upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones

The Decemberist | The Engine Driver

Why don't we just move into the other room

2006-11-16T18:12:00.000+08:00

While on the topic of dancing and talking. Or rather, dancing instead of talking, here's another one which is just so delightful! *grin* I think this is my favourite Kings Of Convenience song!

Even if I could hear what you say
I doubt my reply will be interesting for you to hear
Because I haven't read a single book all year
And the only film I saw I didn't like it at all

I'd rather dance, I'd rather dance than talk with you

The music's too loud and the noise from the crowd
Increases the chance of misinterpretation
So let your hips do the talking
I'll make you laugh by acting like the guy who sings
And you'll make me smile by really getting into the swing

Kings Of Convenience | I'd Rather Dance With You

So fun I'm distracted

2006-11-15T19:55:00.000+08:00

Everyone I know seems so down recently. I think we need a bit of dance-inducing HOT HOT HEAT! *grin* It's so hard to keep still listening to this song, with all the cowbells and their clever, repetitive play with words.

You are my only girl
But you're not my owner, girl

Talk to me, dance with me
Here, in the spotlight, girl
Talk to me, dance with me
You're the spotlight, girl

Hot Hot Heat | Talk To Me, Dance With Me

Lots of chocolate for me to eat!

2006-11-12T14:13:00.000+08:00

I can totally understand how Eliza Doolittle was convinced to stay and be Henry Higgin's little phonetics experiment by the offer of chocolates -- boxes of them, barrels of them, everyday. You'll live on them eh? *grin* I too, would have given in to temptation if I was in her place!

Bought these yesterday:

1. Wonka Whipple Scrumptious Caramel Delight
2. Newman's Ginger in Dark Chocolate
3. Caramel Wafers (I forgot the brand but they're from Portugal)

Can't stop humming Wouldn't it be Loverly from My Fair Lady now..

Lots of chocolate for me to eat
Lots of coal making lots of heat
Warm hands, warm face, warm feet
Now wouldn't it be loverly!

You've got a lure I can't deny

2006-11-09T17:39:00.000+08:00

An argument sung, back and forth between a couple.
Electronic beats and sounds in the background.
Intertwining voices.

Don't you feed me lines about some idealistic future
Your heart won't heal right if you keep tearing out the sutures

I still find nothing better.
A matter of time?
Eventuality.

The Postal Service | Nothing Better

This is unlike the story it was written to be

2006-11-07T09:21:00.000+08:00

Found the video for peach, plum, pear too!

There's just something about watching an old home movie projection, sometimes in reverse, that brings about such an air of wistfulness.

Joanna Newsom - Peach Plum Pear on Transbuddha

And you've changed some

2006-11-05T15:54:00.000+08:00

I've been listening to Joanna Newsom's Peach, Plum, Pear a lot the past week. It's strange because I didn't really like it that much at first. Her voice was such a stark contrast to Owen Pallett's in the Final Fantasy's cover version (which I discovered first and fell in love with at first listen!) and I just couldn't get used to it. And though both songs are accompanied by string instruments, they are so markedly different, with Newsom on her harpsichord and Pallett's plucking and bowing on his violin.

But now I'm addicted to her untrained child-like voice. And what sounds like children chorusing together with her. The raw, magical sounds of her harpsichord.

And I can't stop admiring her for coming up with lyrics like these:

I have read the right books
To interpret your looks
You were knocking me down
With the palm of your eye

Now it's done
Watch it go
And you've changed some
Water runs from the snow

Am I so dear?
Do I run rare?
And you've changed some
Peach, plum, pear
Peach, plum

Na nanana na nanana nana
Na nanana na nanana nana
Na na na na na na na na

Joanna Newsom Peach, Plum, Pear
Final Fantasy Peach, Plum, Pear

Where are we?

2006-11-05T08:23:00.000+08:00

I think I've figured out how to do it! Though they'll only last for a week! These are Imogen Heap's goodnight and go and hide and seek.
I love the strings and the synthesized sounds and the little pitter patter rhythms. They make me think of happy times, even though the lyrics are rather sad.

Why do you have to be so cute?
It's impossible to ignore you.
*sigh*

When you're not supposed to know

2006-10-24T22:21:00.000+08:00

What do you do when you want to do something to help but you can't because you're not supposed to know about the problem in the first place? Sometimes, I think the feeling of helplessness in a situation like this is retribution for being too nosy and prying into businesses other than your own.

Is ignorance really bliss? Maybe it is. But I just can't help myself. I have to know.

Caribbean Seas

2006-10-21T11:06:00.000+08:00

My aunt is back in the Bahamas again. She came back for a holiday with her boyfriend and his mum, but it was only for a few days.

I haven't been able to see her much since she went over to Bahamas, and that was quite a long while ago. I don't blame her though, the flight is pricey and terribly long-it takes more than a day to reach there. The last time I flew there to visit her, it took about 30 hours or so! And the last flight from Miami to Nassau Bahamas was on a propellor plane, which was exciting as long as you were young enough not to think about plane crashes. But we got there safely, and she's back safe too and I guess that's all that matters.

I'm wondering if I could do what she did though, leave everything she knew and start a new life somewhere faraway.

2006-10-21T10:25:00.000+08:00

I wanted to upload the song for that but I haven't figured out how to do it yet. I will when I have.

I've always had a problem with making decisions. Any kind of decisions. Really. I won't even start on whether my decisions are good or bad, I just take a really long time to decide on something. The more choices there are, the worse it is. I guess that's why I tend to be very stubborn about my decisions once I've made up my mind. It might be a bad decision, but it's my decision. And it wasn't easy for me to make that decision.

You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.

2006-10-20T23:40:00.000+08:00

If you don't, then this book is all lies
If you don't, then my plans will all be ruined
If you don't, I'll start drinking like the way I drank before
And I just won't have a future anymore

You Will. You? Will. You? Will. You? Will.