Sunday, November 30, 2008

Can't you see I'm losing my marbles it's marvelous..

..losing another, losing another. Lyrics are the most intimate component of a song. Sia's CSS remix of Buttons* is an amazing composition of sound and lyrical relationships. A lot of us can't help it but before we hear the beat, synthesis, and catchy tune, those words process in our brains much faster. Unfortunately, it is also what makes it so hard to listen to a song that is extremely catchy but tarnished with the presence of a bad lyric. Sometimes we can look past it and still be able to appreciate a song for its entertainment value like in Eminem's Superman (slap anthrax to your.. i'm going to stop quoting here but the song remains excused in my books). Other times, it's not so easy to forgive. As much as I love the catchy song Don't Trust Me by 3oh!3, I'm finding it very difficult to hear past "shush girl, shut your lips, do the Helen Keller, and talk with your hips". It's just disturbing. Anyways, today I felt like dedicating this post to some of the most incredible lyricists on my playlist.

A few of my personal favourite lyrics:

*Make it Mine by Jason Mraz: Wake up everyone how can you sleep at a time like this unless the dreamer is the real you. Listen to your voice, the one that tells you to taste past the tip of your tongue. Leap in, the net will appear.

*Glass to the Arson - Anberlin: If gravity prevails this time it's over.

*37mm - AFI: Silence can you hear me? Press me to your lips and I'll suck the poison out.

*Talons - Bloc Party: And in the dark it comes for me, malevolent and without thought. Uprooting trees, destroying cars, cold and relentless, with arms outstretched.

*Love at the End of the World - Sam Roberts: This is love at the end of the world, there's still love, at the end of the world. Two wars and a revolution, got me praying for absolution, there's blood on these hands, baby.

Hold on, Hold on - Neko Case: The most tender part of my heart is for strangers.

Not too young, not too old - Aaron Carter ft. Nick Carter: I'll wipe the floor with you, where's your concentration? Don't even talk about that Sony Playstation....

..eek! this post might have just turned into a confessional of guilty pleasures.. I'm sorry... but these words, they define a song, create its personality, and provide the depth that is the basis of a friendship. When we walk in solitude with our headphones on, suddenly what music has to say is the most important thing, and we listen.


*These songs are perfect.



Saturday, November 29, 2008

The Collected Works of a Music Lover/Music's Lover

Urgent Message to Humanity: We must not define ourselves by the genre of music we listen to, for that in itself has too many restrictions. As if there are no emos who secretly lipsync to Britney Spears, no country lovers who airguitar to Metallica no gangster rappers who cry to Celine? Maybe I'm getting ahead of myself.. point is: free yourself from music moulds and be happy to own an eclectic collection of songs that you can take pride in. I am on a never-ending conquest for music that frees my soul and liberates my mind from the shackles of reality.. well either that or the soundtrack to my life. On this conquest I am searching for that artist who can fulfill my every musical need. All I want is to be able to put up a poster of an artist because I enjoy every song ever made by them. Like back in grade 4 when my poster of the Backstreet Boys was a statement of my love for all of their music (and Nick Carter).. Until then, almost every artist I listen to will forever remain a one-hit wonder, *sigh.. is it unfair to call The Killers a one-hit-wonder? I have yet to hear a song from them anywhere near as good as Somebody Told Me....


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