Here We Are In This World...
"...I don't know how we got here, but somehow we learned how to live here. Now our brains are too big for our heads. They're expanding. You can order your life through meticulous planning, but it's a crapshoot when things unexpectedly start to move faster. And you try to avert a disaster. But you can't always get what you're after. I know you know this. We all want to feel content, but we need more than a place to shit and to lay a bed. If sometimes living doesn't terrify you, if love doesn't pulverize you, then where are you at? Where's the power in that? Though it's been nothing but complicated since the first time that two people dated, and your heart makes you deathly afraid, it's all you've got. Is it impossible, friend? Is it only a dream to find truth in the visions you see? Or to believe the love that I'm waiting for is somewhere waiting for me? Well maybe the way to get what you want is to stop waiting for it to show up. Have faith in the wind and the rain it will come (but only if you let it come). Yeah, everyone feels alone. Maybe more, maybe less, maybe this year or next or when they grow old. But what a bogus affliction! It's the human condition. We all want affection and the sound of another heartbeat. Maybe when this ends and the stars all call down for me it'll finally make sense, or just as likely still be mystery. I don't know where you are my friend, I don't know if I'll ever know. But maybe you'll be there when it's time to go."
~Good Luck
Sorry that that's a bunch of words up there. It should be obvious that it's a song. You don't have to read it if you don't want to (maybe I'm too late with that), but I can kind of relate to it...Maybe you can too? Pardon the language in some spots too. I don't cuss, but I don't believe in censoring other people's art.
Alright, so this is weird. This past week that I've had off, I've pretty much done nothing besides sleep, yet I'm still tired. Now how much sense does that make? Maybe I'm catching up on all of the sleep I missed out on because of school? Whatever the case may be, though, it sucks. Lame, lame, lame.
Graduation is tomorrow. I really hope I don't screw up the words to the song I'm having to do. I probably will, though. Oh well. Oh, and I'm third to last getting my "diploma." Lame, lame, lame. I guess.
So, running a record label sucks sometimes. Well, not so much running one, but dealing with people that don't follow through. My payment cleared for the Matt K CDs about a month ago, and they still haven't come in. So basically, I got like 200 bucks stolen from me. Lame, lame, lame.
I got sunburned at graduation practice today. Lame, lame, lame. Times 17.
A couple people that I haven't seen in awhile and dearly miss are coming up tomorrow. I'm so excited to see them. Hopefully we won't have the nearly unavoidable awkward conversation of "Hey...This weather sure is crazy, eh? Yea...I think so too..." But I'm pretty sure we will. I'm bad at talking to people. Lame, lame, lame.
I hate waiting for stuff. Especially the mail.
So hey, everyone should go buy / steal a bike and come ride with me sometime. Not only is it good exercise, but it's pretty fun and eco-friendly! And if you never learned to ride as a kid, I'll totally teach you! For real. It'd be fun. I'm lazy, and I still think it's fun.
I need to clean my room. And do some laundry. And buy a white shirt for tomorrow night. And find my balla' tie. And go to the Post Office.
My head hurts.
So, since by the time you read this, school will probably be out for summer / ever (no Pink Floyd subliminal message intended, I swear...really), here's a quick list of bands / musicians that I've been into as of late, with a small little description next to each one. I suck at describing things. And I listen to bad music. Sorry.
Good Luck - Punk, but with lots of mathrock elements (ie, strange time signatures, weird chords, crazy guitar parts). Features Matty Pop Chart and Ginger from One Reason. Their new album, "Into Lake Griffy," is one of the best so far this year.
The Max Levine Ensemble - Real pop-punk from DC. Basically everything they've ever recorded is available for free download on their site. Their recent album, "OK, Smartypants," is also one of my favorites so far this year.
Your Heart Breaks - Female fronted indie-pop from Seattle. Super catchy. Super cute. Super awesome.
Dylan Taylor - Folky Canadian music. Really good lyrics, with vocals similar to Matty Pop Chart.
Jon Crocker - beardXcore. Enough said.
Arkansas? - Rough recordings, but Chicago punk superband, consisting of Toby Foster, redbear., and Victor V-B. Epic! Watch 'em on YouTube.
Well, I think that's about it.
Oh, and hey Krieger, many thanks to you and Batchelor for doing the cookout thing. It was fun. I'm pretty sure everyone else will agree. And Chris, if you read this, sorry no one told you. A bunch of people said you had said you weren't coming, so I assumed someone had told you, but you had something else to do. I don't have your number anyway. Sorry!
Ok, for real this time. Toodles friends and acquaintances. Even though I think I would consider most everyone who knows about this heap of junk to be a friend. Yes. That means you. Hello friend.
Goodbye friend.
~Good Luck
Sorry that that's a bunch of words up there. It should be obvious that it's a song. You don't have to read it if you don't want to (maybe I'm too late with that), but I can kind of relate to it...Maybe you can too? Pardon the language in some spots too. I don't cuss, but I don't believe in censoring other people's art.
Alright, so this is weird. This past week that I've had off, I've pretty much done nothing besides sleep, yet I'm still tired. Now how much sense does that make? Maybe I'm catching up on all of the sleep I missed out on because of school? Whatever the case may be, though, it sucks. Lame, lame, lame.
Graduation is tomorrow. I really hope I don't screw up the words to the song I'm having to do. I probably will, though. Oh well. Oh, and I'm third to last getting my "diploma." Lame, lame, lame. I guess.
So, running a record label sucks sometimes. Well, not so much running one, but dealing with people that don't follow through. My payment cleared for the Matt K CDs about a month ago, and they still haven't come in. So basically, I got like 200 bucks stolen from me. Lame, lame, lame.
I got sunburned at graduation practice today. Lame, lame, lame. Times 17.
A couple people that I haven't seen in awhile and dearly miss are coming up tomorrow. I'm so excited to see them. Hopefully we won't have the nearly unavoidable awkward conversation of "Hey...This weather sure is crazy, eh? Yea...I think so too..." But I'm pretty sure we will. I'm bad at talking to people. Lame, lame, lame.
I hate waiting for stuff. Especially the mail.
So hey, everyone should go buy / steal a bike and come ride with me sometime. Not only is it good exercise, but it's pretty fun and eco-friendly! And if you never learned to ride as a kid, I'll totally teach you! For real. It'd be fun. I'm lazy, and I still think it's fun.
I need to clean my room. And do some laundry. And buy a white shirt for tomorrow night. And find my balla' tie. And go to the Post Office.
My head hurts.
So, since by the time you read this, school will probably be out for summer / ever (no Pink Floyd subliminal message intended, I swear...really), here's a quick list of bands / musicians that I've been into as of late, with a small little description next to each one. I suck at describing things. And I listen to bad music. Sorry.
Good Luck - Punk, but with lots of mathrock elements (ie, strange time signatures, weird chords, crazy guitar parts). Features Matty Pop Chart and Ginger from One Reason. Their new album, "Into Lake Griffy," is one of the best so far this year.
The Max Levine Ensemble - Real pop-punk from DC. Basically everything they've ever recorded is available for free download on their site. Their recent album, "OK, Smartypants," is also one of my favorites so far this year.
Your Heart Breaks - Female fronted indie-pop from Seattle. Super catchy. Super cute. Super awesome.
Dylan Taylor - Folky Canadian music. Really good lyrics, with vocals similar to Matty Pop Chart.
Jon Crocker - beardXcore. Enough said.
Arkansas? - Rough recordings, but Chicago punk superband, consisting of Toby Foster, redbear., and Victor V-B. Epic! Watch 'em on YouTube.
Well, I think that's about it.
Oh, and hey Krieger, many thanks to you and Batchelor for doing the cookout thing. It was fun. I'm pretty sure everyone else will agree. And Chris, if you read this, sorry no one told you. A bunch of people said you had said you weren't coming, so I assumed someone had told you, but you had something else to do. I don't have your number anyway. Sorry!
Ok, for real this time. Toodles friends and acquaintances. Even though I think I would consider most everyone who knows about this heap of junk to be a friend. Yes. That means you. Hello friend.
Goodbye friend.
posted by Dakota Floyd at 1:29 AM
3 Comments:
don't worry about the song. You've lived in Blairsville all of your life so everyone there is basically 2,000 of your closest friends and family. Besides, unless the actual band that sings the song shows up, no one will know all of the lyrics anyway.
Love ya Dakota! I'll miss you, but I'll try to keep in touch and figure out some shows I may have time to see in the general 100-mile radius. Keep me posted! :)
dude, it took me to the end of the post to figure out the "hello friend stuff," Perks, right? Sry, I'm commenting on an old blog, but I'm finally catching up. i had something else to say, but I can't remember now that I can't see the blog. So later. C u tomorrow.
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