moving

just an FYI i am in the process of moving the song blog to my own website. that's why i haven't done any updates.

Oh Lonesome Me - M. Ward

Everybody's going out and having fun
I'm just a fool for staying home and having none
I can't get over how she set me free
Oh, lonesome me

A bad mistake I'm making by just hanging around
I know that I should have some fun and paint the town
A love-sick fool, it's blinding, just can't see
Oh, lonesome me

Well, I'll bet she's not like me, she's out and fancy free
Flirtin' with the boys with all her charms
Oh, but I still love her so and brother don't you know
Well, I'd welcome her right back here in my arms

There must be some way I can lose these lonesome blues
Forget about the past and find somebody new
I've thought of everything from A to Z
Oh, lonesome me

Well, I'll bet she's not like me, she's out and fancy free
Flirtin' with the boys with all her charms
Oh, but I still love her so and brother, don't you know
Well, I'd welcome her right back here in my arms

There must be some way I can lose these lonesome blues
Forget about the past and find somebody new
I've thought of everything from A to Z
Oh, lonesome me, oh, lonesome me, oh, lonesome me

a little clarification

it has been brought to my attention that the intent of my songs could be misconstrued so i just want to make it clear - the song i choose for each day is not based on anyone but myself. they aren't directed at anyone but myself.

so from here on out everyone should be clear - my songs are only about what i listened to that day and what i liked.

Train Song - Ben Gibbard & Fiest

one organization that i wholeheartedly support is the Red Hot organization - Red Hot is dedicated to fighting AIDS through pop culture - last week they released their newest album Dark Was The Night will it’s comprised of 31 exclusive tracks and is available as a double cd/triple vinyl/download and will benefit Red Hot and their efforts in fighting AIDS and raising awareness.

todays song is from their new album - i highly recommend you buy this - and i will not be making any copies of any songs on this one


Travelling north, travelling north to find you
Train wheels beating, the wind in my eyes
Don’t even know what I’ll find when I get to you
Call out your name love, don’t be surprised

It’s so many miles and so long since I’ve met you
Don’t even know what I’ll find when I get to you
But suddenly now, I know where I belong
It’s many hundred miles but it won’t be long

What will I do if there’s someone with you
Maybe someone you’ve always known
How do I know I can come and give to you
Love with no warning and find you alone

It’s so many miles and so long since I’ve met you
Don’t even know what I’ll find when I get to you
But suddenly now, I know where I belong
It’s many hundred miles and it won’t be long

Sad, Sad Song - M. Ward

Oh, I went to the Doctor
I said "Doctor, please, what do you do when your true love leaves?"
He said "The hardest thing in the world to do
Is to find somebody believes in you

Make a sad, make a sad, make a sad sad sad song
Make a sad, make a sad, make a sad sad song..."

And so I went to the whippoorwill
I said "whippoorwill, please, what do you do when your true love leaves?"
He said "I only have but one trick up my sleeve
I sing it over and over till she comes back to me

I make a sad, make a sad, make a sad sad sad song
I make a sad, make a sad, make a sad sad song..."

And so I went to the whale
I said "killer whale, please, what do you do when your true love leaves?"
He said "I only have but one trick up my sleeve
I sing it over and over till she comes back to me

I make a sad, make a sad, make a sad sad sad song
I make a sad, make a sad, make a sad sad song..."

Oh, I went to my mama
I said "mama, please, what do you do when your true love leaves?"
She said "the hardest thing in the world to do
is to find somebody believes in you,"

Artsy - The Grouch (Living Legends)

You ain’t artsier than me…
Cuz you got sideburns and a vintage Tee

i said You ain’t artsier than me…
Cuz you pluck a guitar.. that ain’t f-ckin bizarre

You ain’t artsier than me…
Cuz you live in Los Felis, bitch you ain’t jesus

You ain’t artsier than me…
I got a colorful vocab… watch the low jab.

So what you’re a vegan?
It shows in your presence you be geekin’
and you be seeking the same life
speakin the game like the enemy

hang tight

I got a tail about 6 foot 1 by infinity
full of sun, rain and potential energy
all you saw were the K-swiss,
clean crisp creased jeans means this.

So you thought in ———– ?
thought-tipper, unzip the zipper
no I don’t wear hemp or drink liquor
and that don’t make me the man, just a little bit sicker

Spit-kicker with an eye fom the big dipper
from an island clip emerges a loud whisper
and I’m proud of this. it’s my art
You’re doin yoga just to look the part

You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you chop up breaks and you dig in the crates

You ain’t artsier than me…
You’re just a trendy lesbian.. dreadlocked thespian

You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you make weed brownies and knit wool hats

You ain’t artsier than me…
you pseduo-elitst old-school sap

Don’t let an 808 scare ya
shake stripes off your shirt and clear the whole area
I’m humanoid too
and if you’re cool with me then I’ll look past avoiding you
…instead of through
I’m down with VWs and flossed-out caddys on 22s too.

I Bang for good fools
I kill for nothin
I bill for something
family and peace

hand me the piece I’ll hit it… i’m social
hear my opinion. I’m proud. I’m vocal
local in a foreign place
more digital than dusty but trust me I be tourin space.

you be whorin’ at a comfortable pace
you be skippin a chore just to jump in the race
I be bumpin my bass like you collect comics
I’m not weird. I’m honest

You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you only read books, don’t watch tv.

You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you shop at whole foods in open-toed shoes

You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you speak real soft and drink chai tea

You ain’t artsier than me…
I recycle too… I’m kinda like you

I just look cleaner. grown demeanor
wear deoderant… registered voter and
tree hugger too… not in these clothes
me lovin you but it’s gotta be both ways

most days I’m earthy, stay grounded…
often it’s a paper chase.. I’m well rounded
straight to face
it’s all boundless
i’ll make a sound universally dope

overcome adversity
reshape the worst of me
do it for the love and release it commercially
like a blockbuster started at sundance
you can’t stop man you only get one chance

presentation is key
hesitation ain’t me
innovation is my A R T
dedication is free
occupation is me
innovation is my A R T

You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you drive a hybrid and carpool with three

You ain’t artsier than me…
cuz you a sixteenth mexican, you ain’t ethnic and

You ain’t artsier than me…
you’re just a broke-ass poet with the same old cadence

You ain’t artsier than me…
we was conscious first… welcome to earth

Pink Bullets - The Shins

I was just bony hands as cold as a winter pole
You held a warm stone out new flowing blood to hold
Oh what a contrast you were
To the brutes in the halls
My timid young fingers held a decent animal.

Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days were long.

Cool of a temperate breeze from dark skies to wet grass
We fell in a field it seems now a thousand summers passed
When our kite lines first crossed
We tied them into knots
And to finally fly apart
We had to cut them off.

Since then it's been a book you read in reverse
So you understand less as the pages turn
Or a movie so crass
And awkardly cast
That even I could be the star.

I don't look back as much as a rule
And all this way before murder was cool
But your memory is here and I'd like it to stay
Warm light on a winter day.

Over the ramparts you tossed
The scent of your skin and some foreign flowers
Tied to a brick
Sweet as a song
The years have been short but the days go slowly by
Two loose kites falling from the sky
Drawn to the ground and an end to flight.