I should probably just make a little note here, since I am intending to expand my audience to the art and craft world...
I have had this blog for close to 2 years now. It has been on a continuously changing cycle of evolution ever since. If you read my older entries, you will find that they are not really focused on creative endeavors. This blog used to be primarily an online journal. I am a super introspective person, and I do not really think it would be appropriate for me to delete these entries simply because I am going a new direction with my blog. That stuff is still me, and I probably will still blog about that stuff sometimes anyway. HOWEVER, some of it does contain profanity and some very dark and vulgar language, so I want to let you know to read with caution.
Sunday, January 30, 2011
Sunday, December 12, 2010
Music Lyrics - Sea Legs by The Shins
You can listen to this song on my "My Music" page. Here are the lyrics from songmeanings.com, with a few edits recommended in their forum comments:
Of all the churning random hearts
Under the sun
Eventually fading into night,
These two are opening now
As we lie, I touch you
Under fuller light.
Girl, if you're a seascape
I'm a listing boat, for the thing carries every hope.
I invest in a single lie.
The choice is yours to be loved
Come away from an emptier boat.
'Cause when the dead moon
Rises again
We've no time to start a protocol
To hem us in.
And when the dog slides
Underneath a train,
There's no cry, no use to searching for
the mutt's remains.
Throw all consequence aside
The chill aspire, people set alight.
Of all the intersecting lines in the sand
I routed a labyrinth to your lap.
I never used a map sliding off the land
On an incidental tide,
And along the way you know, they try
They try.
And we got sea legs
And we're off tonight
Can I've that to which they've no right?
You belong to a simpler time
I'm a victim to the impact of these words,
And this rhyme.
'Cause when that dead moon
Rises again
We've no time to start a protocol
To have us in.
And when the dog slides,
Open the door, and where'd she go?
There's no time, no use to searching for
The mutts remains.
Throw consequence aside
And the chill aspire, people set alight.
Leave it to me to choose the weirdest song lyrics I've ever heard to interpret for my first blog post. But this is one of my most favorite songs in the world, so I am welcoming the challenge. It appears that a lot of people see this album as a whole story, which is interesting. I love albums like that, but never listened to this one (Wincing the Night Away) in that context.
On its own, though, this song sounds to me like a guy is trying to get this girl to leave her current dude for him. I think her current dude is possibly abusive, or the narrating guy is at least is trying to convince her that his love is better. He wants her to run away with him.
James Mercer (lead singer) is speaking of "churning random hearts under the sun, eventually fading into night," referring to people who are unhappy with their current lovers and looking for other options, but still going home to them at night.
This comes up again in the chorus. The "dead moon" is the woman's current dude. When she goes back to him, they part further from making or executing a plan for them to run away together. Then, "when the dog slides underneath the train..." is describing how, when her guy comes after them looking for her, she will not have to deal with seeing his pain. They will be gone, and he will be history. This is even clearer in the second chorus, when it says, "open the door and where'd she go?"
"Throw all consequence aside, the chill aspire, people set alight" = people do this all the time. People do harsh things and move on. It's life.
In the next verse, "Of all the intersecting lines in the sand..." he says only his heart is what led him to her. Not by following some silly cookie-cutter thing like everyone else does. Even though that is what everyone always wanted him to do. Maybe, in real-life terms, he is referring to, perhaps people trying to set him up on dates or join some internet dating thing. He found her by faith or fate, not coincidence. He knew what he was looking for and he found her.
"We've got sea legs," the name of the entire song. A term of encouragement. Mercer is telling her they are strong together, they will make it. They will get through the rough part and it will be smooth sailing. "You belong to a simpler time." He sees her as pure in spirit. And in this verse, he is appalled at the ways that she is treated in her world and wants to take her away from it. He knows it is a crazy idea, though. Her dude might follow them and come after her, but Mercer, or the narrator, would give his life for her. "I'm a victim to the impact of these words."
In the beginning of the song, the ninth line is, "I invest in a single lie." That lie is their sea legs. He knows he needs to take her away and he needs to believe they can make it through in order to save her. In reality though, he is not so sure. But he doesn't let her know that.
Of all the churning random hearts
Under the sun
Eventually fading into night,
These two are opening now
As we lie, I touch you
Under fuller light.
Girl, if you're a seascape
I'm a listing boat, for the thing carries every hope.
I invest in a single lie.
The choice is yours to be loved
Come away from an emptier boat.
'Cause when the dead moon
Rises again
We've no time to start a protocol
To hem us in.
And when the dog slides
Underneath a train,
There's no cry, no use to searching for
the mutt's remains.
Throw all consequence aside
The chill aspire, people set alight.
Of all the intersecting lines in the sand
I routed a labyrinth to your lap.
I never used a map sliding off the land
On an incidental tide,
And along the way you know, they try
They try.
And we got sea legs
And we're off tonight
Can I've that to which they've no right?
You belong to a simpler time
I'm a victim to the impact of these words,
And this rhyme.
'Cause when that dead moon
Rises again
We've no time to start a protocol
To have us in.
And when the dog slides,
Open the door, and where'd she go?
There's no time, no use to searching for
The mutts remains.
Throw consequence aside
And the chill aspire, people set alight.
Leave it to me to choose the weirdest song lyrics I've ever heard to interpret for my first blog post. But this is one of my most favorite songs in the world, so I am welcoming the challenge. It appears that a lot of people see this album as a whole story, which is interesting. I love albums like that, but never listened to this one (Wincing the Night Away) in that context.
On its own, though, this song sounds to me like a guy is trying to get this girl to leave her current dude for him. I think her current dude is possibly abusive, or the narrating guy is at least is trying to convince her that his love is better. He wants her to run away with him.
James Mercer (lead singer) is speaking of "churning random hearts under the sun, eventually fading into night," referring to people who are unhappy with their current lovers and looking for other options, but still going home to them at night.
This comes up again in the chorus. The "dead moon" is the woman's current dude. When she goes back to him, they part further from making or executing a plan for them to run away together. Then, "when the dog slides underneath the train..." is describing how, when her guy comes after them looking for her, she will not have to deal with seeing his pain. They will be gone, and he will be history. This is even clearer in the second chorus, when it says, "open the door and where'd she go?"
"Throw all consequence aside, the chill aspire, people set alight" = people do this all the time. People do harsh things and move on. It's life.
In the next verse, "Of all the intersecting lines in the sand..." he says only his heart is what led him to her. Not by following some silly cookie-cutter thing like everyone else does. Even though that is what everyone always wanted him to do. Maybe, in real-life terms, he is referring to, perhaps people trying to set him up on dates or join some internet dating thing. He found her by faith or fate, not coincidence. He knew what he was looking for and he found her.
"We've got sea legs," the name of the entire song. A term of encouragement. Mercer is telling her they are strong together, they will make it. They will get through the rough part and it will be smooth sailing. "You belong to a simpler time." He sees her as pure in spirit. And in this verse, he is appalled at the ways that she is treated in her world and wants to take her away from it. He knows it is a crazy idea, though. Her dude might follow them and come after her, but Mercer, or the narrator, would give his life for her. "I'm a victim to the impact of these words."
In the beginning of the song, the ninth line is, "I invest in a single lie." That lie is their sea legs. He knows he needs to take her away and he needs to believe they can make it through in order to save her. In reality though, he is not so sure. But he doesn't let her know that.
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Goodbye 20's
This is the last 2 hours of being in my 20's and I do not think I will miss it one single bit. My 20's seemed like just a super extended adolescence, only filled mostly with me fooling myself that I had it all together. So maybe I did "get it together" or whatever, but I never had it together as much as I thought I did. There was always some rock unturned, some corner unswept, or some big giant haze following over my head, all pretty in pink, protecting me from what I love to call REAL reality. Now that I am turning 30, I am truly ready to face the dark clouds that have always been there, violently blowing the dirt and scum around in the attic of my mind, burying it into the corners and leaving the filth hidden beneath the trinkets that always just sit there for no reason. It's time to dive in.
I'll never forget the winds outside on this day. I'll never forget having all my bottom molars pulled out this very weekend. And I will never forget that I organized one of the hugest events my work has ever had on my 30th birthday. How does everything always make such perfect sense? It BAFFLES ME!!
I'll never forget the winds outside on this day. I'll never forget having all my bottom molars pulled out this very weekend. And I will never forget that I organized one of the hugest events my work has ever had on my 30th birthday. How does everything always make such perfect sense? It BAFFLES ME!!
Tuesday, September 7, 2010
It truly is the inability to forgive that holds me back, like a net tossed over me and staked into the ground. I can see the skies above me and reach for them, try my greatest and try harder, plan to make it happen and defeat all odds, break past this mysterious barrier by simply willing myself through it. But it never happens. I always feel doomed to this cold low dirty ground. My only choice is the river. The net condemns me to it, tells me the bright high skies are not for me. I am a ground wallower. It tells me to remember how I got here, remember why I remain here. This ground and this river is where I belong.
Not anymore, mother fucker. I'm gonna cut you....
Not anymore, mother fucker. I'm gonna cut you....
Monday, September 6, 2010
Isn't there an answer? Right there in front of my nose? Didn't I always say there was? I am blindfolded, flailing my arms in front of me for it. It's there. I know it is. I probably am already grabbing onto it, I just don't know. It seems like I have thrown too many options into the pot. I already had it but I just want to keep denying it. And I still don't even know it.
Vague, huh? I know, right?
I feel like I should be able to grab onto something and it will shoot me directly into the sky.
There it is.
I don't want to go at the expense of rejection. More accurately, at the risk of rejection.
.....................................................................
The word "that" puts a detachment onto everything. I am not sure if I can ever know why or how the nervous system works through electrical impulses and chemical messages, I just know "that" it does. You can explain to me everything surrounding that phoenomenon, but I will never fully understand because some things just simply are.
Vague, huh? I know, right?
I feel like I should be able to grab onto something and it will shoot me directly into the sky.
There it is.
I don't want to go at the expense of rejection. More accurately, at the risk of rejection.
.....................................................................
The word "that" puts a detachment onto everything. I am not sure if I can ever know why or how the nervous system works through electrical impulses and chemical messages, I just know "that" it does. You can explain to me everything surrounding that phoenomenon, but I will never fully understand because some things just simply are.
I wonder about my fascination with sadness. I see a river of sadness and I want to dive into it. I want to get caught in its current. I want to feel it nearly drown me. It isn't a negative feeling for me. It is like I am riding a wave that wasn't intended for us. That is too scary and dangerous for us. It is no wonder no one wants to come with me. I don't know if I can ever explain the amazement it brings me, enough to convince someone to join me in the venture into the depths. Flowing through the beat and the swish of the current, brushing right over the riches of the river floor, absorbing it into my skin, down the avenues the earth has created for itself... its most simple and obvious pathway to balance. Only fishes were meant to be there, not me. But I see it anyway. It is a gift that I can bear the heaviness and bright white beauty. It is a silent one. It is a free one. There is no breathing there. There is no sleeping....
I can't even kid myself about it though. It is hard to let go of the nagging that draws me into that river. Something always wants to bring me to that dark underworld, the scary forbidden place, as though I need to keep it in the light. Is that so? As though it holds answers I still need to find in it, for me and for the rest of the world to know.
I know the only way to go there is alone.
I can't even kid myself about it though. It is hard to let go of the nagging that draws me into that river. Something always wants to bring me to that dark underworld, the scary forbidden place, as though I need to keep it in the light. Is that so? As though it holds answers I still need to find in it, for me and for the rest of the world to know.
I know the only way to go there is alone.
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