midnight to six (![[info]](http://l-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} hallelujahlogic) wrote,@ 2008-11-16 06:40:00 |
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i'm listening to the tragically hip right now. there's this thing on their website 'the hip music player' that plays live stuff, rare stuff and normal studio stuff.
"if i die of vanity promise me promise me
if they bury me someplace i don't wanna be
you'll dig me up and transport me unceremoniously
away from the garbage bag trees swollen city breeze
whispers of disease and acts of enormity
and lower me slowly and sadly and properly
and get ry cooder to sing my eulogy"
you know the way that some songs you listen to w/your ears and some you listen to w/your body and some w/your brains and some w/your soul. the stuff you really love..any music you ever need. you listen to that w/everything you have. the entire song just...courses through you like blood. and it feels like a cool breeze on a hot day or an orgasm or that first stage of fucked up where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts. but actually it doesn't feel like any of those things, exactly. it feels like what it is. you know?
"if i die of vanity promise me promise me
if they bury me someplace i don't wanna be
you'll dig me up and transport me unceremoniously
away from the garbage bag trees swollen city breeze
whispers of disease and acts of enormity
and lower me slowly and sadly and properly
and get ry cooder to sing my eulogy"
you know the way that some songs you listen to w/your ears and some you listen to w/your body and some w/your brains and some w/your soul. the stuff you really love..any music you ever need. you listen to that w/everything you have. the entire song just...courses through you like blood. and it feels like a cool breeze on a hot day or an orgasm or that first stage of fucked up where everything is beautiful and nothing hurts. but actually it doesn't feel like any of those things, exactly. it feels like what it is. you know?
