For a place that I’ve heard on the radio never sleeps :: songs and prose

“I’ll get a job in a bar, you could be a waitress, and serve cheap cigars, to fat mustachy old men in suits, you’ll look cute.” I wish that I had the spirit and clarity that you seem to be dangling out to me from threadbare sweaters and well-labeled suit jackets. I am the one who speaks in lyrics, my friend, since when do you? And you say to me in the simplest of terms that you learned how to love from me, and I laugh because truly I feel clumsy, and a catastrophe, in regards to love. You knew … Continue reading For a place that I’ve heard on the radio never sleeps :: songs and prose

The 90’s :: You still look pretty

“I’m trying not to move, it’s just your ghost passing through, I said I’m trying not to move, it’s just your ghost passing through, it’s just your ghost passing through.” History lesson:  Putting the Damage On is a ballad featured as the 17th track on Tori Amos’ 1996 album, Boys For Pele. The song may have been initially considered as a single for the album, because copies of the album were accompanied by a sticker listing this song, along with Caught a Lite Sneeze and Talula, as feature songs, but of all five singles released from the album, Putting the Damage On was not one of them. In the song, … Continue reading The 90’s :: You still look pretty

I reached out to the one I tried to destroy :: songs and poetry

Blood Stains and Ear Marked Words (by me) Five filled up composition books and still it all remains a hazy mess of a dream, the reality stings when she glances backwards, peeling back layers of nonsense and verse, the trappings of once falling in love with a writer, as a writer. She knows better than to read his words, too well aware that she still looks for herself in the lyrics and lines, even if they are just fragments, remnants, curses. It is far easier to forget the angry tones, the deep lines singed into his forehead, her darkened eyes … Continue reading I reached out to the one I tried to destroy :: songs and poetry

She said what would you do if you were me :: songs and poetry

Keep Art Alive :: “Country Western Star” :: Art by Kelly Haigh Swollen Lips, Hips and Daffodils (by me) She was seventeen when she left home. One backpack was all she took. She carried with her a tee shirt, five cassette tapes, a book of poetry, her camera. She didn’t have much money, but she was full of ambition, a drive in her soul seeping out through every pore. She was leaving this small world for good, she had miles to go, had planned on this since the day she was born, it was part of her DNA, buried deep … Continue reading She said what would you do if you were me :: songs and poetry

We’re just ordinary people, you and me :: song of the day

“You and I were two old and tortured souls, repaired by a love of broken things, in a life, just some bodies growing old; no fear of the end, of anything. We’re just ordinary people, you and me, time will turn us into statues, eventually.” Sometimes I stumble upon a song that has been sitting, un-played, in my music player and I am just thrown. This is one of the simplest and truest love songs I have heard in a long time. It reminds me a bit of Seventies love songs (or what do they like to call them on … Continue reading We’re just ordinary people, you and me :: song of the day

We All Love Looking Down :: A Playlist

  We All Love Looking Down :: Two Days Away :: A Playlist Listen here on Spotify Part of the Process :: Morcheeba Stronger Than Me :: Connie Britton The Only Thing Real :: Callaghan Beautiful Freak :: Eels Disco 2000 :: Pulp Second Hand News :: Fleetwood Mac Black Star :: Radiohead Rio :: Hey Marseilles Don’t Look at Me :: The Twilight Sad Cascade :: Siouxsie and the Banshees Statues :: Foo Fighters Talisman :: Air Achin’ to Be :: The Replacements Already Dead :: Beck Still Alright :: Adam Merrin You Could Make a Killing :: Aimee … Continue reading We All Love Looking Down :: A Playlist