Thursday, December 29, 2005

#17

"Emotion Sickness"
Silverchair
Neon Ballroom


Number of listens: ||
Stars (out of 5): 5

This is an all-time favorite Silverchair song and an all-time favorite song, period! It is a monster of a song in length and emotion and I never tire of it. At six minutes long it's an epic by pop rock standards but with the added strings and piano it works and does not feel too long.

David Helfgott, the inspiration for the movie "Shine," plays the piano part adding to the complexity and beauty of the song along with the string accompaniment. Helfgott, if you didn't know and haven't seen the movie, is a bit eccentric so I find it quite interesting and fitting that he plays on this song.

I'm not sure what else to say about this song except that it's beautiful, and complex, and full of emotion. I love it!



Erupt again ignore the pill
And I won’t let it show
Sacrifice the tortures
Orchestral tear cash-flow

Increase delete escape defeat
It’s all that matters to you
Cotton case for an iron pill
Distorted eyes
When everything is clearly dying

Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and
E-motion sickness
Addict with no heroine
E-motion sickness
Distorted eyes
When everything is clearly dying

Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and pray
Burn my knees and
Burn my knees and pray
[all my friends say]
Get up get up get up get up
Get up get up get up
Won’t you stop my pain

E-motion sickness
[to idle with an idol]
Addict with no heroine
Good things will pass
It helps with excess access
Lessons learnt

E-motion sickness
[lost no friendship]
[corrosive head pollution]
Lessons learnt

Wednesday, December 28, 2005

#16

"Consequence"
Incubus
Make Yourself

Number of listens: ||
Stars (out of 5): 3


Brandon Boyd has a great voice.

I never want to like this song when it first comes on. The unorthodox start doesn't do it for me but once the song gets going I remember how much I like it. The background beat and guitar is fitting in the beginning and causes the listener to pay a bit more attention and then they are thrown into it at "son becomes a man."

I saw Incubus a few years ago, before "Drive" came out and everyone went insane. They were so good live and I'd really like to see them again. Personally, I think they are a great band who manages to capture their energy in their recorded music.


Blink and you miss a beat.
Keep one of your eyes open at all times.
Think that you're on the brink?
The shit hasn't even began to hit the fan.
Consequence you'll see will be stranger than a gang of drunken mimes.
Situation has a stink.
Better clear the air before your son becomes a man.
Blink.
Everything's been augmented, you've been left so far behind.
Think, for sure, next time you should wear a pair of eyes in the back of your head.
Consequence you've seen has been stranger than sci-fi of any kind.
Situation baffles me.
I guess it's true you too are one of the walking dead.
You better think fast!
Cause' you never know what's comin' around the bend.
You better not blink!
For Consequence is a bigger word than you think.
It's bigger than you or me.

#15

"Long Distance"
ALL
ALL Best

Number of listens: |||
Stars (out of 5): 4

ALL was my favorite band for a good portion of my junior year of college. My friend introduced me to them and from the first time I saw them live I was hooked. They have a gazillion albums, numerous lead singers and 3/4 of them are also The Descendents, a Top 5 punk band on anyone's list.

I'm pretty sure it's Chad Price (their 3rd singer?) on this song, written by Bill Stevenson, the drummer. I love this song because it flows well and the lyrics are heartfelt and the combination of a driving beat and the words is great.

It's not groundbreaking and it doesn't change lives but this song makes me happy. I like when it pops up on while my iPod is in *shuffle* mode.

Long distance, last good-bye
Can't give it one last try
It's all over, we didn't even cry

All I know is that the world came between us
And the love got left behind
No news flash, funeral, half-mast flags
On the day that our love died
I'd tell you face to face
If I could look you in the eye

So I just called to say good-bye

Did you burn my pictures yet?
Anything to try to forget
It's all over, it's all I can do to stay on the line

All I know is that the world came between us
And the love got left behind
No news flash, funeral, half-mast flags
On the day that our love died
I'd tell you face to face
If I could look you in the eye
So I just called to say good-bye

We both know how hard it is for both of us to try
We both know how hot it is in Texas in July
So what am I supposed to say?
How's the weather anyway?
This time I called to say good-bye

Who'd have thought it would end like this?
Without even a good-bye kiss
No one can say we didn't try

The years flew past, we tried to make it last
But the love got left behind
No news flash, funeral, half-mast flags
On the day that our love died
I'd tell you face to face
If I could look you in the eye
So I just called to say good-bye

I just called to say
There's nothing really left to say, so…
I just called to say good-bye

#14

"Pulk/Pull Revolving Doors"
Radiohead
Amnesiac

Number of listens: |
Stars (out of 5):

Definitely one of Radiohead's "weirder" songs. Starts off with some weird sounds that I can't even find the words to describe. They are airy...and electronic..and there is a beat. I'm telling you, it's difficult to explain. It's basically Thom Yorke (I think) with some weird effect on his voice and he's not singing, just saying the lines. I like the drumming pattern in the background and seem to focus on that more than anything. With a minute to go it changes into what I would describe as soaring electronic sounds and it almost sounds like someone experimenting at the keyboard. Someone who can't really play the piano but is pushing keys and finding things that sound neat. I think Amnesiac is my least favorite Radiohead album.

there are bomb doors
and there are revolving doors
doors on the rudders of big ships and there are revolving doors
there are doors that open by themselves
there are sliding doors and there are secret doors
there are doors that lock and doors that don't
there are doors that let you in and out but never open but
there are trap doors that you can't come back from

#13

"Fever Sleeves"
Q And Not U
No Kill No Beep Beep


Number of Listens: ||
Stars (out of 5): 2

First of all, Q And Not U have a great band name and it totally fits who they are. Many of their songs are characterized by changing rhthyms and meters along with random inflections of the lyrics. I remember seeing them live and they seemed all over the place. It was hard to focus on much more than the vocals that night but listening to their album brings out the many layers that make up their sound. Q And Not U just recently played their last show (or are about to?) and I kind of regret not seeing them more. Their bass player left the band and I wasn't sure how I would like them then.




it's the fashion self informed versus mr.
navy-blue-and-black.
it's the fashion we contract.
avocado in the neckline of the swimsuit matched just right
with the vitamins in the pocket of the swimming trunks.
cold laundry, show me out.
roll me out cold.
"meow" is not the message.
kill me in my favorite clothes.
or dress me in your favorite clothes,
kill me with your favorite comb and then just show me out.
touch me with your fingers on your lips when the alarm goes off.
bloody shot: show me out.
sleeves collapse like this all the time.
kill me and my favorite clothes.
kill me with that favorite comb.
bloody clot sleeves collapse like this all the time.

#12

"Our Town"
NoMeansNo
One

Number of Listens: ||
Stars (out of 5): 2

I'm not really into NoMeansNo anymore but they are definitely an interesting bunch. Just read the lyrics and then imagine a scary man with a shaved head yelling them in your face. NoMeansNo has good, steady bass lines which keep their long songs driving forward. I think, without those bass lines, the songs would feel endlessly long. It's 8 minutes long but in NoMeansNo standards that is normal. And you know, as I listen to this again I remember why I liked them so much a few years ago. They have incredible intensity and they get it all from loud and constant bass and drums, guitar lines that are softer and the singing. This isn't their best song but it's not bad either.


In our town, murders, happen everyday
When the temperature, rises they open the hydrants, and let the children play
In our town, friday, is payroll day
The taverns open, the sun goes down, the neon signs make a grand display
In our town, murders, happen everyday
There are whores walking the streets
They ain't pretty and they ain't cheap
We've got cops walking the beat
Stopping all the strangers they meet
Tn our town, martyrs, hang from the gallows pole
Newsboys cry on every corner, some high and mighty, has been brought low
In our town, friends, gather on the boulevard
The merchants are fat and happy, the beggar's life is hard
In our town, martyrs, hang in the gallows yard

There are guns, guns - banging on the door of flesh
There are guns, guns - the fire and smoke scratch my breath
There are guns, guns - and empty eyes staring up in death
There are guns, guns - banging on the door of flesh in our town

Muezzins, call form the minarets
Monks bow before their beggar bowls
While christians smoke their cigarettes
In our town, prophets, warn of a judgement day
Young girls hang out of window sills, a flowery frame for their charms' display
In our town, the river, smells of oil and shit
A hundred cranes stand in the harbour, loading a hundred ships
In our town a thousand tongues speak from a thousand lips
We've got whores walking the streets
Stopping all the strangers they meet
We've got cops walking the beat
They ain't pretty and they ain't cheap
In our town, the skyline, is like a mountain range
The streets are wind swept canyons, the central park is a grassy plain
In our town, the saints, smile down on festival days
In tropical plumage, the black girls dance for the king of the big parade
In our town, the bosses, curse the working man
Husbands curse their wives, and then they raise their hands

(Refrains)

In our town the sirens answer to 911
Another soul is flying free from another mother's son
In our town, the bodies, are cremated by the riverside
Up to the morning sun they rise
The flames, the smoke, the widow's cries
A stain of ashes, soot and sparks upon the dawning, rosy light
In our town, the skyline, looks down upon the riverside

#11

"Pillars"
Sunny Day Real Estate
How It Feels To Be Something On

# of listens: |||
Stars (out of 5): 5


This song starts out slowly and usually that turns me off of a song but this is one of the exceptions because once it gets started it is very worth it. And honestly, pasting the lyrics here is the first time I've ever known what he is singing about. See, that's how I listen to music: I barely pay attention to the lyrics for a long time because it's the melody and use of intruments and things like that that I enjoy. Later, as I am more familiar with the (non-singing) musical parts I can then move onto the lyrics and hopefully it can make the song even better.
Sunny Day Real Estate is one of those bands that does not use the formulaic song writing approach with their songs. A vocal line is not necessarily the beginning and end of a measure or a 4/8 bar span or any specific piece of the music. It doesn't always "fit" and what would be a sentence, or a line in poetry, does not correspond with a line in music. It's a tricky songwriting "technique" because very easily it can come off sounding like crap. I think SDRE is successful despite this because his voice is very smooth and the guitars/bass/drum are fairly loud in comparison.
I enjoy this song and I think it has a lot of energy that is always on the verge of boiling over but never makes it. I would have loved to have heard it performed live.




But you were always one to stay the same girl
I know you want to be the rain
And I know that we would fall in there
For a time and then unfall again
For awhile I take you burying old bones
Dawns grey the sign in the winter light
And I know that you can feel the pain
Your eyes speak one hundred million knives


Don’t tell me you’ve gone astray
I walk in circles
I’ve seen a million things that tell me so

But I was always one to play the fool girl
Though the rules were somewhat dark to me
And I know that we could fall in there
For a time and then unfall again
For a while I give you darium bound stones
Growing through the roots of your mind to set apart
And I know that you can feel the pain
Your eyes speak one hundred million lies

Total anxiety pay for variety
We’ll wait for time to turn around your faith
Wait for time to turn

The world we sold there was a choir there

Don’t tell me you’ve gone astray
I talk in circles
Everlasting chains that bind my purpose
Only I’ve seen the million things that tell me so

Total anxiety pay for variety
Wait for time to turn around your faith
Choked on society laced with cyanide
Wait for time to turn around your faith
Wait for time to turn

#10

"The Einstein Crew"
Millencolin
Same Old Tunes

# of listens: ||
Stars (out of 5): 2

Millencolin is a great band for running. Every song is upbeat and really can pump you up to keep going. I used to listen to "Life On A Plate" once a day because it was the perfect length and tempo for running at MWC. I love the singer's voice and their songs definitely make me nostalgic for college but I don't find myself wanting to listen to them much anymore. Good bass lines. I love bass.


Do you know about the Einstein crew?
And do you know what they just want to do?
They're always drinking, never thinking
just looking for someone they can take and beat down
they say they hate that guy, but when I ask howcome they don't know why
they're so damn full of hate, but do you think they're
smart enough to hate themselves too?

So now you got your crew behind and behind you even left your mind
come on and step to me.

Kick me, and I'll kiss you back.
Kick me, after three six-packs.
kick me, hope it feels allright.
kick me, before I get chance to ask you why.
(you're so messed up....)

Do you know about the Einstein crew?
I hope you do cause they hate you too, next they'll be kicking you
just because you're smarter then the whole crew
some of them where bugging me when I asked them about their history
do you really believe these guys they're stereotypes so stereotype.
But who am I to say, who am I to judge
who would ever listen to a guy called Fudge.

The Einstein crew, I could be your role model.
The Einstein crew, one or to got their own pro-model.
The Einstein crew, we feel sorry for you.
The Einstein crew, You're one big problem
and some day you'll be sorry too....

#9

"Mass Nerder"
Descendents
Cool To Be You

# of listens: |||
Stars (out of 5): 3

I love the Descendents although I must admit I do not listen to them as much as I used to. They're songs are fun, in my opinion with catchy rhthyms and lyrics. Starts off with a fun bass line, then drums, then everyone's in and it sounds like their other songs but is that really so bad? It's a song about not being "cool" enough but still being able to totally kick ass because you're not a poser. I love that this is a song about being nerdy! Points off only because the end gets a little long.


Don't got no goatee
Don't got no tattoo
Don't got no nose ring
Don't wanna be like you

Check out these glasses
So I'll never be cool
Always get my assed kick
When I get to school

Don't worry about image
Don't got no attitude
I know I won't get laid
If I wont be like you!

Don't got no biceps
Don't got no pecks
But I'll read you under the table
With my thick specks


See I got these glasses
So they kick my ass
But I'll kick their asses
When I get to class

I got these glasses
So I can't wear shades
I'll kick their asses
I'll get good grades

Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna get good grades!

I can't get rid of the times
Can't stop the party line
Don't know what the scenes about
Don't tell me to mellow out!

Don't got no goatee
No fucking safety pin
No I ain't no junkee
Don't got no heroin

Don't got no styling lotion
Don't wanna live by the ocean
Just wanna be myself
All you poseurs go to hell!

Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna kick their asses in class
Gonna get good grades!

Asses in class
Asses in class
Asses in class

Asses in class
Asses in class
Asses in class

Asses in class
Asses in class
Asses in class

We must read
We must read
We must read
We must read
RRRREEEEAAAADDDD!

Somebody get me a book!

#8

"Faultine"
Silverchair
Frogstomp

# of listens: ||
Stars (out of 5): 3 (3 being average from now on)

I remember buying this album because the DC101 DJ said they were like Pearl Jam and I was trying to be in on the up and coming bands. Of course "Tomorrow" and "Suicidal Dream" were my favorites and it wasn't until years later when I was reminded of Silverchair by my freshman year roommate and then again by my younger sister that I really listened to more of their stuff. Say what you will but I really like Silverchair. The fact they they were teenagers when they broke through seemed so cool to me back then when we were the same age.
Musically, this song isn't a big stray from the "Silverchair Sound". Sometimes when songs start out slowly like this one does, I lose interest quickly. But Daniel Johns has an engaging voice and I can't explain why, and it's probably just me, but it makes me want to keep listening. I can't turn it off.
I like the parts where he has the high notes but I also like when the entire line doesn't stray far from a single note. A third of the way through there is a tempo change and eventually progresses to a slightly abrupt ending.

Unexpecting brother,
Doesn't know what to do,
When everything just falls to the ground, ohh,
He runs to find some cover,
He doesn't have a clue,
That his friend will never be found,
When he's informed, that he,
Will never see the boy,
Will never see the boy,
You'll never see him open his eyes,
We'll never see the boy,
Never see the boy,
You'll only hear his heavenly cries,
Ohh, yeah, ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhh,

Thinking of the past,
It's all over now,
Mother nature's striked once again,
It happened oh so fast,
Now the question's how,
How could they let that building descend,
Ohh, yeah, ohhhh,
You will never see the boy,
You will never see the boy,
You will never see him open his eyes,
You will never see the boy,
Never see the boy,
You'll only hear his heavenly cries,
Ohh, yeah, ohhhh, ohhhhh, ohhhh,
Yeah, no no never, no ohhh,

After your life, I leave, I'm dead,
Leading me off through the night,
If he's born again, I need you to find,
Need you to find, where he is.

#7

"Gone"
N*SYNC
Celebrity

# of listens: |
Stars: 3 (out of 5)

I love N*SYNC, I do. They are fun and retrospectively Justin Timberlake is hott. And if you just listen to his voice and forget that he once had that ridiculous curly hair, he's awesome. This is basically a prelude to his solo album anyway, as he takes control and the other guys are there to add harmonies here and there. Justin Timberlake has the gift of getting that pop angst sound in his voice without it being totally cheesy (and yes, I know many disagree).
Musically, this song could have been released on Justified and assumed to be about Britney. At risk of an oxymoron to some, this is a more mature N*SYNC song that I refuse to believe has no feeling behind it.
Throughout, Justin Timberlake displays his smooth voice and almost 4 minutes in gives the patented N*SYNC vocal solo that brings the song to it's climax and soon after, it's end.

(Note: Written by Justin Timberlake and Wade Robson)

There's a thousand words that I could say
To make you come home (yeah)
Seems so long ago you walked away
And left me alone
And I remember what you said to me
You were acting so strange (mmm)
And maybe I was too blind to see
That you needed a change

Was it something I said
To make you turn away
To make you walk out and leave me cold (ooh)
If I could just find a way to make it so
That you were right here, right now

I've been sitting here
Can't get you off my mind
I'm tryin' my best to be a man and be strong
I drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face
But the truth remains, you're gone
You're gone, baby, you're gone
Girl, you're gone, baby girl, you're gone
You're gone, you're gone

Now I don't wanna make excuses, baby
Won't change the fact that you're gone (no, no)
But if there's something that I could do
Won't you please let me know
The time is passing so slowly now
Guess that's my life without you

(Guess that's my life without you)
And maybe I could change my everyday
But baby I don't want to

So I'll just hang around
And find some things to do
To take my mind off missing you
(My mind off missing you)
And I know in my heart
You can't say that you don't love me too
Please say you do (yeah)


I've been sitting here
Can't get you off my mind
I'm tryin' my best to be a man and be strong
I drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face
But the truth remains, you're gone
You're gone, baby, you're gone
Girl, you're gone, baby girl, you're gone
You're gone, you're gone

What will I do if I can't be with you
Tell me where will I turn to, baby who will I be
Now that we are apart, am I still in your heart?
Baby why can't you see
That I need you here with me?

I've been sitting here
Can't get you off my mind
I'm tryin' my best to be a man and be strong
I drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face
But the truth remains, you're gone
You're gone, baby, you're gone
Girl, you're gone, baby girl, you're gone
You're gone, you're gone

I've been sitting here
Can't get you off my mind
I'm tryin' my best to be a man and be strong
I drove myself insane
Wishing I could touch your face
But the truth remains, you're gone
You're gone, baby, you're gone
Girl, you're gone, baby girl, you're gone
You're gone, you're gone

#6

"Hard To Explain"
The Strokes
Is This It?

Number of times I listened before I knew what to write: |
Stars (out of 5): 3

This song has a "constant" feeling created by the beat which starts immediately and only is lifted about a minute into the song which also happens to be my favorite part. I really like The Strokes and I love Julian Casablancas' voice. I've seen them live and he sounds exactly the same as on the albums which is good. It's not just "produced." This song makes me want to move, to dance. Two minutes in gives the fake out...Is it over? IS THIS IT? Oh no..there is more rocking to be had!

I do love how this song ends when it fades out but that last line gets in: "Hard To Explain"

Was an honest man
Asked me for the phone
Tried to take control
Oh I don't see it that way
I don't see it that way

We shared some ideas
All obsessed with fame
Says we're all the same
I don't see it that way
I don't see it that way

Raised in Carolina
I'm not like that
Tryin' to remind her
When we go back

I missed the last bus
I'll take the next train
I try, but you see
It's hard to explain
I said the right things
But act the wrong way

I like it right here
But I cannot stay
I watched the TV
Forget what I'm told
Well I am too young
And they are too old
The joke is on you
This place is a zoo
You're right, it's true

He said he can't decide
I shake my head to say
Everythings just great
Oh I just can't remember
I just can't remember

Raised in Carolina (she says)
I'm not like that
Trying to remind her
When we go back

I say the right things
But act the wrong way
I like it right here
But I cannot stay
I watched the TV
Forget what I'm told
I am too young
And they are too old
I'll make it you see
I'm ever so pleased
Pretend to be nice
So I can be mean
I missed the last bus
I'll take the next train
I try, but you see
It's hard to explain

#5

"Invalid Litter Department"
At The Drive-In
Relationship Of Command

Times I listened before I knew what to write: |
Stars: 2 (out of 5)

At The Drive-In (ATDI) is weird. They just are so if you're not ready for that, you're not going to like many of their songs.
This one however, starts off in a sneaky way with melodic choices that causes the listener to do a "double-listen" (you know, like a double take!). So you're intrigued and keep the song on until you hear the speaking part. But even then you have to wonder what's next. I don't even pay attention to what he's saying because I'm distracted waiting for the next singing part.

Only 2 stars because it never takes off like it really could, I think. And I tend to get bored during it. Also, later on the notes seem to not be a part of any sort of key but just chosen at random. This only occurs for a moment but it's enough to distract me.

intravenously polite it was the walkie-talkies
that had knocked the pins down
as their shoes gripped the dirt floor
in the silhouette of dying
dancing on corpses' ashes

yeah, they had plans for him
they has spun the last of the pimps
corduroy, satin nailed jewelry lips
while the guillotine just laughed again
dancing on the corpses' ashes

paramedics fell into the wound
like a rehired scab at a barehanded plant
an anesthetic penance beneath
the hail of contraband

they had been defected and excommunicated
and all the pulses were subverted
and they made sure the obituaries
showed pictures of smoke stacks

a vivid dissection that mocked
the strut of vivisection
semi-automatic colonies
and a silencing that still walks the streets

in the company of wolves
was a stretcher made of
cobblestone curfews
the federales performed
their custodial customs quite well

callous heels
numbed in travel
endless maps made
by their scalpels

on my way
nails broke and fell
into the
wishing well

#4

"Go On Drone"
Hey Mercedes
Loses Control

Number of listens before I knew what to write: .5
Stars: 5 (out of 5)

I LOVE THIS SONG!!!! I've seen Hey Mercedes (now broken up, *moment of silence* please) over 10 times so I know their songs pretty well. Well, in anticipation of their 2nd full length album I was ecstatic when they toured with the new songs. I remember emailing Bob Nanna the second I got home to tell him how much I loved them, especially the one that said, "Stop the press." This song.
Bob Nanna is a master of lyrics, in my opinion. He uses all of those fancy things like alliteration and other big words I can't think of right now. He creates memorable songs because you know he really believes what he's singing about. The things he comes up with can not be made up, he has to draw from real life inspirations and that is why I love Hey Mercedes so much.
Musically this song is very pleasant yet exciting at the same time. It starts off with just the guitar "droning" if you will. Bob sets the stage (or bar) with Damon's drumming instantly creating a rythm that requires moving from it's listener. Bob Nanna sings the word "sexy," I swoon and from there it quickly takes off. Enter Mike with my favorite Hey Mercedes trick-2 voices. It's nothing special, or new, but it works so well. Especially in this song with the two different lines overlapping.

Sarah slides up to the bar and orders me
the strongest thing this side of armor street
she's got the saddest eyes i've ever seen
when she says
oh baby were you ever meant to be
well maybe
now sexy don't get so excited
besides
you're so much cuter when you try to fight it
your're filling up the room with that terrible gloom
and the mere thought of a turnaround is bring the whole place down
stop the press
who is that mess
go on drone
we've never been so impressed
go on drone
stay home
afraid of the phone and famously alone
go on drone
true love might be fun for some
but we know that it's just too tough
is there the proper power left to hold us in
so we'd stay golden
so i'm always working on new grand ways to avoid
doing any work on everything
that could amount to anything
the poor poor cat
don't lie like that
in regret's bed
in beads of sweat
blurry head
ruby red
not yet deceased
undead instead
hardly home de chez rainbow
je ne sais quai
je taime cell phone

we know you know how
don't you drone
we know you know
stop the press
who is that mess
go on drone
we've never been so impressed
go on drone
stay home
afraid of the phone and famously alone
go on drone
we are all done now

#3

"Backdrifts (Honeymoon Is Over)"
Radiohead
Hail To The Thief

Times I listened before I knew what to write: |
Stars (out of 5): 3

I think this entire album is amazing. This song does not let me down, the beat is interesting and catchy and Thom Yorke's melody complements it well. Whenever I hear any of their Kid A and on songs I picture their SNL performane of "Idioteque" I believe when the audience was in shock by what was happening and the band was all over the place. Most people knew "Creep" and "Karma Police" and this is no Karma Police/Creep.

The only thing I'm taking points off for is the end which drags a little and it's not as memorable as some of their other songs.

We're rotten fruit
We're damaged goods
What the hell we've got nothing more to lose
One burst and we will probably crumble
We’re backdrifting
This far but no further
I'm hanging off a branch
I'm teetering on a breaker
Honey sweets so fall asleep
I'm backsliding

You fell into our arms
You fell into our arms
We tried but there was nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
All evidence has been buried
Our tapes are bittering
But your footsteps give you a way
So you're backtracking


Uh uh uh, you fell into our arms
You fell into our arms
We tried but there was nothing we could do
Nothing we could do
You fell into our
You fell into a

We're rotten fruit
We're damaged goods
What the hell we've got nothing more to lose
One burst and we will probably crumble
We're backdrifters

#2

"Nice To Know You"
Incubus
Morning View

Number of listens before I knew what to write: ||
Stars: 2

I really like this song because it is fun to sing along with. However, I often get bored in the first 20 seconds or so waiting for it to start. This is a good radio song, it's pleasant and takes just enough risks musically but not too much to make it difficult to listen to. And all radio songs should be fun to sing along with, right?
I'm only giving it 2 stars out of 5 though because it feels like a formulaic song-one that fills in what is necessary for a "hit". Incubus can do better.


Better than watching Geller bending silver spoons
Better than witnessing new born nebulas in bloom.
She who sees from 'up high' smiles and surely sings.
Perspective pries her once weighty eyes and it
Gives you wings.

I haven't felt the way I feel today
In so long it's hard for me to specify.
I'm beginning to notice how much this feels
Like a waking limb...pins and needles,
Nice to know you, good-bye x 4
Nice to know you... to know you

Deeper than the deepest Cousteau would ever go.
Higher than the heights of what we often think we know.
Blessed she who clearly sees the wood for the trees.
To obtain a 'birds eye' is to turn a blizzard to a breeze.

I haven't felt the way I feel today
In so long it's hard for me to specify.
I'm beginning to notice how much this
Feels like a waking limb... pins and needles,

Nice to know you, Good-bye
Nice to Know You,
To know... You

So could it be that it had been there all along?

I haven't felt the way I feel today
In so long it's hard for me to specify.
I'm beginning to notice how much this
Feels like a waking limb... pins and needles,
Nice to know you, Good-bye,
Nice to Know You
To know..You

#1

"Escape"
Muse
Showbiz


Number of listens before I knew what to write about: |||||
Stars- 5 (I think all Muse songs will get 5 stars)

I love Muse because many of their songs use the soft-loud-soft style that I love so much. That format instantly creates energy and combined with his voice, a powerful song is created. This song makes me want to drive down the highway, song blasting, while singing my heart out! It almost makes me want to be scorned so I can feel what he's saying...almost.



You would say anything
You would try anything
To escape your meaningless
And your insignificance
You’re uncontrolable
And we are unloveable

And I don’t want you to think that I care
I never would
I never could
Again

Why can’t you just love her?
Why be such a monster?
You bully from a distance
Your brain needs some assistance

But I’ll still take all the blame
’cause you and me are both one and the same
And it’s driving me mad
And it’s driving me mad
I’ll take back all the things that I said
I didn’t realise I was always talking to the living dead

And I don’t want you to think that I care
I never would
I never could
Again

You would say anything
You would try anything
To escape your meaningless
And your insignificance

ipodupod

This journal will be complete when I have reviewed 40GB of songs or, the maximum number my iPod can hold. It might not be every day and it might not be consistant in format but it will be long and I will finish.

Ready. Set. Go.


(This project was started 10 February 2005 on LiveJournal. As of today it will be cross documented.)