Friday, July 29, 2005

wop a din din

Nice, a brew ha ha over my last post. You will survive the bloody mayhem? Only time will tell.

I had an early 90's flashback yesterday but not one of those stupid lame ass faux nostalgia ones they have on vh1 all the time with shitty comedians making obvious jokes about dated trends. I listened to nevermind and vs. yesterday, I've been listening to nirvana a lot ever since I saw last days. While I definitely don't think they were the mythic saviors of rock and roll like the media painted them out to be but they are definitely a consistenly solid band with some really great songwriting to boot. Pearl Jam on the other hand matured in a way that nobody really knew how to deal with so they pretty much ignored them. I know that sounds bitter but I listen to each progressive album and I think they just get better and better in a way that the great bands truly do. Yet for some reason, people wanted them to do the same shit over and over again. Whatever, Vs. after 11 years is still a kick ass piece of hot rock and i Think the song rearview mirror is my favorite rock song of all time. Nevermind is pretty damn good too, although I must say, my favorite nirvana album of all time is Unplugged in New York and their best studio album is in utero. In Utero is very difficult to listen to because you know that if cobain wasn't so screwed up nirvana could have matured into an amazing band (Based on that album), at the same time part of the album's genius is the insight cobain is able to achieve because he is so screwed up, being creative sucks apparently.

This song is for all the pet lovers in the house, and for all those who will see them soon.

She's got big green eyes
And a long Egyptian face
She moves across the floor
At her own pace
When I'm here in bed
She'll jump up on my chest
And when we lock eyes there's so much love
I wanna cry

She comes in near
When I scratch under her ear
And she lifts her head
When I kiss around her neck

Won't go to sleep
When she falls along my side
And two green eyes fade
To a porcelain marble white
And somehow when I sleep
She'll end up at my feet
And if I roll and kick her out
I might knock her to the ground
But she'll come back anyhow

Ella es muy vital
más triste que salir el sol
pura como el agua

The morning comes
She squints up to shield out the sun
And she'll go and lay
In the warmest dusty rays
And I hold her face
She lays perfectly in place
And she'll yawn and stretch
And stare me down expressionless
And lay back down into her nest

And if someone calls
She'll race me out the hall
When she hears the phone
Then she knows I'm leaving home
She don't wanna be alone

And I know it's wrong
That I'm going away so long
And for her it's rough
I can't be with her enough
But I'll never give her enough

Ella es muy vital
más triste que salir el sol
pura como el agua

And somehow when I sleep
She'll end up at my feet
And if I roll and kick her out
I might knock her to the ground
But she'll come back anyhow

Enjoy stealth everyone...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I do have a thing against blogspot, but it's bittnerness. This is definitely more aesthetically pleasing than livejournal.

I enjoyed the song about the cat, I'll be seeing Cleo soon. I'm very excited. I wish I could hear this.. can i?