Tuesday, June 29, 2010

OYWKWTM,MYGEYEWFMLYAYWW


I guess that's about it

Sweet Pea

Sweet pea, apple of my eye, I don't know when & I don't know why/ you're the only reason, I keep on coming home// Sweet pea what's all of this about, don't get your way all you do is fuss & pout/ you're the only reason, I keep on coming home// I'm like the Rock of Gibraltar, I always seem to falter & the words just get in the way/ Oh I know I'm gonna crumble, I tryin to stay humble but I never think before I say// Sweet pea, keeper of my soul, I know sometimes I am out of control/ you're the only reason, I keep on coming/ You're the only reason I keep on coming/ You're the only reason, I keep on coming home.

-Amos Lee

Monday, June 28, 2010

The Secret of Eternal Youth/ Happy little guy









To call God my Father and to know myself his child, that is Heaven to me


-St. Therese of Lisieux

Dig


The lyrical value of this song, coupled with its presentation are beyond this videos expression. One of the best songs I've heard this year (whole album is pretty good) - Dawes/ North Hills.

This


Friday, June 25, 2010

I dreamed a dream

I think we dream so we don't have to be apart so long. If we're in each other's dreams, we can play together all night.

-Bill Watterson

Thursday, June 24, 2010

How I Get To Work

I'm pretty sure I just lost my mind

Ray LaMontagne's new album has gone to the dogs. The Massachusetts-based singer-songwriter has dubbed his studio band The Pariah Dogs and is preparing the release of his fourth full-length, "God Willin' & The Creek Don't Rise," out on Aug. 17 via RCA.


According to a release from RCA, this marks the first set ever that the performer produced entirely on his own, recorded over two weeks out of his home studio in western Mass.

The Pariah Dogs impressively boasts of drummer Jay Bellerose (Alison Krauss and Robert Plant, Joe Henry), bassist Jennifer Condos (Bruce Springsteen, Ryan Adams), keyboardist Patrick Warren (Fiona Apple, Red Hot Chili Peppers), guitarist Eric Heywood (Son Volt, The Pretenders) and pedal steel guitarist Greg Leisz (Wilco, Beck). There's been plenty of overlap in that particular crew, especially with backing acts like Sam Phillips and Sheryl Crow, and worlds of alt-country sets between them.

LaMontagne and the Pariah Dogs will hit the road in August with David Gray as support; highlights of that stint include a stop off at Red Rocks in Colorado and a pair of dates at The Greek in L.A.

LaMontagne, 36, has made it a habit releasing an album every other year since 2004's "Trouble"; his last, 2008's "Gossip in the Grain," provided him with his best charting position, arriving at No. 3 on The Billboard 200.

Here is the tracklist to Ray LaMontagne & The Pariah Dogs' "God Willin' & The Creek Don't Rise":

1. Repo Man
2. New York City's Killing Me
3. God Willin' & the Creek Don't Rise
4. Beg Steal Or Borrow
5. Are We Really Through
6. This Love Is Over
7. Old Before Your Time
8. For The Summer
9. Like Rock & Roll and Radio
10. The Devil's In The Jukebox


-Source

Conduction and Gasoline


There is an electric fire in human nature tending to purify -- so that among these human creatures there is continually some birth of new heroism.

- John Keats

Wednesday, June 23, 2010

"Hush now baby, baby don't you cry" - Floyd


Today is my mom's birthday. She has been pimping a long time. Here she must have had a five year old son. This is in India. She has moved to many countries with a little boy and kept him raised with good values even though her life may have been filled with abandonment and loss along the way. She made him feel loved, and further, loved him actively; fed him, raised him, laughed with him, defended him, gave him little massages as an infant, fought for him and protected him (sometimes even too much!). She is humble and filled with pride, confused and madly wise, fashionable and unconcerned, loyal and loving and funny. Ma has seen many changes in me, long hair, short hair, fat, skinny - built like He-Man (even if I was just pretending) - and since she had me when she was 18 years old, I have been conscious enough to see her change and evolve.

The way her hair has changed, I love her hair; the way her smile changed, how she looked pudgy, how she looks skinny, how her workouts evolved from "Joggers Park" in India to the Gazelle her neighbor can hear her on (a gift for some occasion). The song Mother from Pink Floyd means more since I have one, as I do have friends that do not have a mother. The idea of how Christ might have thought of Mary is more alive because I have a reference point in my mother. The times she's forgiven me for getting angry from angstyness. The way I hate her apologizing for anything. Her hate of any public forum (she'll probably ask me to remove this). Her droning whine when I do something that reminds her of me as an infant (something I love more than hate). She is the greatest teller of my tale, and one day, when I might have her grandchildren, I'll be that for her. She has always had the biggest piece of my heart, as without her heart beating blood into mine as an embryo, mine would never have been able to grow.