Lately I’ve been thinking about first romance stories. Although “First Kiss” by Tom Waits is not nearly as good a story as mine is, it’s still pretty awesome. (And his does involve Elkhart, Indiana, so he has that whole heartland thing going for him…jealous.)
Poor Mr. Waits. Maybe one day he’ll be as good a storyteller as me. Till then, you can hear all about his first kiss, here.
This is what Merriam-Webster says:
I think heaven is the whole of our hearts. Or the home of our hearts. I hear them both. And they’re both true.
Here’s the perfect “Heaven” by The Psychedelic Furs and the even more perfect cover by Buffalo Tom.
Download ’em. Hopefully you’ll think you’d died and gone to…oh never mind.
I’m a sucker for ’60s psychedelia. I’m pretty sure that if I had grown up during that era, the only thing in Margauxville today would be a plot of grass with a small marker.
“Birds In My Tree” by Strawberry Alarm Clock is one of my favorite songs, ever. Most people think only of “Incense and Peppermints” if and when they think of Strawberry Alarm Clock, but this song is so much more.
Aside from the melody and guitar and everything else I love about it sonically, it also has pretty expansive lyrics. Maybe I’m just feeling extra hippy-dippy these days, but having many birds in my tree is exactly the message I need right now.
Open your eyes to it, here.
Do you ever think that some things were just easier when Bush was around? Like having songs such as “When the President Talks to God” by Bright Eyes being written, for instance.
Ah, the good ole days.
On another note, have you or do you know anyone who has ever visited Mt. Rushmore? I don’t and I just realized that’s really weird.
Today’s song is “This Will be Our Year” by The Zombies because when I feel it least is when I have to try to believe it most.
Download your affirmation, here.
Last night I spent the wee small hours of the morning seeing Christian Marclay’s The Clock and I woke up with The Strangelove’s “Night Time” in my head. I love the way the subconscious works.
But it makes sense. The night time is the right time. See for yourself, here.
As the whole world knows by now, the new Radiohead album was released today, one day early, for download.
Upon first listen, “Lotus Flower” is the song that I kept hitting “repeat” for. And then I saw the video, directed by Garth Jennings and now I am fully obsessed.
Here you go, today’s download. But I’m betting you may have already done that.
I’m back in NYC, where there is gorgeous faux-Spring weather. And nothing says faux-Spring like a little romance. Since it’s common knowledge that romance always goes best with a great guitar lick, here’s Mickey & Sylvia’s “Love Is Strange.”
In a month or two, once full blown Spring happens, I’ll post one of my favorite sexxxxxxxy songs by a solo Sylvia….because nothing says full-blown Spring like doing “it.”
Mi Madre
One of my earliest memories is my mother singing “Besame Mucho” over and over again. Today is her birthday and in Margauxville, this momentous occasion is marked with my personal favorite version of the song by Cesaria Evora.
I’m giving everyone that birthday gift, right here.
¡Feliz cumpleaños, Mami!
I know people will think today’s song is a joke post, but it’s not. I admit that Kevin Federline’s “America’s Most Hated” may have started off that way to me way back when, but over the years, I’ve come to love it. For reals yo.
Check it. And if you do want to make fun of it, the lyrics will definitely help you out.
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