Two tracks I love…

December 31, 2009

You may or may not know this, but I have a little problem with temporary obsessions. Though some may term this as commitment or loyalty phobia, I cannot help but swoon into things heavily, get sick of them and push them far away. There are benefits. It creates an emotional reference point. When I hear a song that has previously received this treatment, for example, I know exactly where I was and how I was feeling when I “discovered” it. I like that feeling very much.

The two songs that I’d like to offer you today bridge two recent phases of my life. Lyrically, they may suggest very little about me, and I would advise against reading them as my life’s narrative. But, again lyrically, they are extraordinary and gorgeous and so very appealing.

The first I present to you was found in my iTunes in mid-October and has been adored since. A lesser known track by a rather well-known artist, it is short and AMAZING. The song is beautiful and soul-crushing, so very complete as a piece of art save the final line which, to me, betrays the rest of the song. Sharing it with friends gave these reactions: Jane thought it was lovely, but disagreed with my own interpretation of it. She thought it made an excuse for infidelity and was tainted because of that. Aled described it as “gorgeous” and thought the final line really completed the piece well. But I think the topic of the song really struck him.

In any case, here is Amy Winehouse’s “I Heard Love Is Blind” from her album Frank (lyrics below):

I couldn’t resist him
His eyes were like yours
His hair was exactly the shade of brown
He’s just not as tall, but I couldn’t tell
It was dark and I was lying down

You are everything – he means nothing to me
I can’t even remember his name
Why’re you so upset?
Baby, you weren’t there and I was thinking of you when I came

What do you expect?
You left me here alone; I drank so much and needed to touch
Don’t overreact – I pretended he was you
You wouldn’t want me to be lonely

How can I put it so you understand?
I didn’t let him hold my hand
But he looked like you; I guess he looked like you
No he wasn’t you
But you can still trust me, this ain’t infidelity
It’s not cheating; you were on my mind

Yes he looked like you
But I heard love is blind…

The next piece I would like you to hear is an oldie (meaning from 1999). The band has only increased in the public eye since then, and they deserve it. I love everything about the singer’s voice, which is key to the song’s success. The lyrics may be a bit emo, but if done well that 10th grade nonsense can be charming. And here, it’s lovely.

Please enjoy Bright Eye’s “A Perfect Sonnet” from their album Every Day and Every Night:

Lately I’ve been wishing I had one desire,
Something that would make me never want another,
Something that would make it so that nothing matters,
All would be clearer then

But I guess I’ll have to settle for a few brief moments,
And watch it all dissolve into a single second,
And try to write it down into a perfect sonnet,
Or one foolish line

‘Cause that’s all that you’ll get,
So you’ll have to accept,
You are here ,
Then you’re gone

I believe that lovers should be tied together,
Thrown into the ocean in the worst of weather,
Left there to drown,
Left there to drown in their innocence

But as for me I’m coming to the final chapter,
I’ve read all of the pages and there’s still no answer,
The only words before I know will soon come after,
It’s the only way it can be.

So I stand in the sun,
And I breathe with my lungs,
Trying to spare me the weight of the truth,

Seeing everything you’ve ever seen was just a mirror,
Spend your whole life sweating in an endless fever,
Laying in a bathtub full of freezing water,
Wishing you were a ghost

But once you knew a girl and you named her Lover,
And danced with her in kitchens through the greenest summers
But autumn came,
She disappeared,
You can’t remember
Where she said she was going to

But you know that she’s gone,
‘Cause she left you a song,
That you don’t wanna sing

Singing: I believe that lovers should be chained together,
Thrown into a fire with their songs and letters,
And left there to burn,
Left there to burn in their arrogance

But as for me I’m coming to my final failure,
I’ve killed myself with changes trying to make things better,
But still ended up becoming something other,
Than what I had planned to be

All right!

Now I believe that lovers should be draped in flowers,
And laid entwined together on a bed of clover,
And left there to sleep,
Left there to dream of their happiness
.

Some other artists to think about: The Rapture, Joy Division (thanks Jordan’s brother for the recommendation), Passion Pit (thanks Jordan for the recommendation) & vintage Sarah Vaughn.

I like them, but I know very little about music in the end. So enjoy the oldies if you’re not so cultured as to snub your nose at them. They are works to be admired.

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