Harvest by HIGHS (Friday Music)

I don’t usually do two posts in one day, but I realized it was Friday and I’ve been wanting to share this band since this past Saturday. I really didn’t want to wait another week, so yeah.

Anyway, I’m not going to write a whole lot on this. I’m just going to say that I seriously fell in love with this band after hearing them.

Hopefully you’ll like them too. ūüôā

Stepdad – Will I Ever Dance Again (Friday Music)

With all the bad feelings still in place due to the piracy and whatnot, I figured it was a good time to do another Friday Music post. I don’t want the mood of my blog to be too down, so this will help.

When trying to figure out which song to feature this week, I had a somewhat difficult time. (We’re going to completely disregard that it’s been much longer than a week since I did the last music post.) Did I want to put up something that I felt was appropriate for my mood? SURELY NOT right now.

So rather than digging around in the archive of potential songs, I picked one of my go-to’s. I fell in love with this band a while back due to one of their songs in particular. I thought about using that one for today, but it reminds me too much of the Reave Series for me to post it at the current point in time. (That’s not due to the piracy and I’m feeling too lazy to explain.)

The song is Will I Ever Dance again by Stepdad. If you completely ignore the lyrics (hard thing for me to usually do) and just listen to the music? How it sounds sums up how I want to feel right now. So here it is. Hope you enjoy it. ūüôā

I have a new favorite. (Friday Music)

I was so excited about posting this video that I went ahead and wrote up a post for it yesterday. In all my excitement, that post ended up being all of 1,825 words which is just . . . not okay. This is me trying again.

(Keep it brief, C. You can do it.)

Sorry, I definitely needed a little pep talk to keep myself calm enough to write this.

Okay. I’m sure some of you out there know me well enough for you to be aware (either by figuring it out on your own or me telling you) that I can be a pretty . . .¬†fickle¬†person. I have a difficult time picking favorite anythings. My favorites always change with my moods (for the most part), so I sort of gave up on picking favorites. (At least one¬†favorite.)¬†I usually see the differences in everything and, no matter how similar anything might be to something else, it’s always like apples to oranges. (Though, admittedly, I¬†do¬†have a favorite apple. Gala, if you’re wondering. Is that ironic? Maybe.) I can’t ever choose. Something I love one day will be something I just like ‘pretty okay’ the next. So when I find a favorite, it’s like a freaking miracle. And when I get to the point that I¬†claim¬†a favorite, that’s not likely to change.

Even when I narrow things down into more specific lists, I still can’t ever choose. I don’t have a favorite superhero movie. (Like choosing between The Avengers and Guardians of the Galaxy is impossible for me despite them both being ‘group superhero movies’. They’re just too different.) I don’t even have a favorite Lord of the Rings movie because I like things about each of them (and dislike Frodo always). And what I mean by saying I can be fickle is that I can put all my affection into something one day and seriously just not give a sh- . . . erm . . . just not care about it the next. That’s just how I am. (Obviously there are a few exceptions, as always.)

So, as I said, MIRACULOUS when I find a favorite.

I HAVE FOUND ONE.

It happened in a similar way to how I found Geographer. (My favorite band, and one of few favorites that I’ve stuck to.) I heard a song, liked it, didn’t really pay much attention to it, and moved on. I didn’t even do what I usually do with songs I like (which is email the name of it to myself). I must’ve been being lazy that day, which happens. Then I heard the song again, and I sent it to myself. (I heard it on So You Think You Can Dance, actually. I have another song in the Friday Music archives¬†that was also found on there. It’s: Daughter – Medicine.)

I woke up yesterday with that song in my head (the song this post is about), so I came out to the shed and listened to it. When I get to that point with music, the first thing I do is look up the lyrics. I could say I was being lazy yesterday as well, but I was actually just not coherent yet, so I looked up a video with lyrics rather than what I usually do. (That’s go to SongMeanings. I like reading what people have to say about lyrics.)

Listening to that song while reading the lyrics was like getting punched in the gut for me. (Also, hearing it on that show did NOT do it justice.) A lot of that might be to do with the fact that it made me think of something I’m currently working on. (Not currently as in this blog, but currently as in the book I’m working on.) That always gets to me.

It hit me so hard that I¬†needed¬†to listen to a non-studio version of it. I needed to do that because I was¬†seriously¬†concerned¬†in one real listen¬†that it was going to¬†take over my favorite. So what I needed to do was hear what this dude’s voice sounded like outside a studio. Because, you see . . . Mike Deni (from Geographer)? His voice is¬†flawless¬†live. FLAWLESS. So I was thinking I would hear this song being sang outside a studio, be¬†totally¬†put off (but still like the song recorded), and that would be that.

Yeah, that didn’t happen.

I watched a video of him sitting there with just him and his guitar. My eyes got all big. My jaw dropped. And the feeling went from a gut-punch to feeling like a massive slab of concrete had been dropped on my entire torso. (Not getting into how a massive slab would only be on my torso. Not the point.) That was exactly what it felt like.

I’ve got the feels from music before, of course. I get the feels from music quite often. Different sorts of ones. And yeah, I’ve had a similar feeling from other songs, but¬†never¬†like that. Never. Now I must explain why.

Mike Deni’s voice is flawless. It’s damn near perfect. It’s¬†pretty much¬†perfect.

This guy? His voice¬†is¬†perfect, at least to my ears. This is what¬†the perfect voice¬†sounds like to me. I said, “Oh my god,” and, “I just can’t,” seriously about a hundred times between yesterday and today, all to do with this. (I’m actually¬†not¬†exaggerating on the number. I feel so bad for my poor Husband, having to listen to me . . .)

You see how excited I am about this? I told myself to be brief and this is 1,000 words again. (It’s not as long as the other one, and that’s good.)

Now I’ve hyped it up and I’m sure a lot of you will be like, “Yeah, I don’t get it.” Totally fine. This is all just my opinion.

But yeah, Geographer is my favorite band.

Now I have a favorite musician.

So I give you . . .

Hozier – Like Real People Do

Below is the version I’ve listened to the most. How many times, you ask?

Yeah, I’m not answering that.

 

Friday Music: A duo of songs that MUST have been written about me

(Beginning note: If you only listen to one of these, please let it be the last one.)

Relating to music isn’t an uncommon experience. I think most songs (like all aspects of art) are pretty open to interpretation. An artist might be writing about one set experience, but we listen to it (or look at/read it) and relate it to some aspect of our own lives. That’s really what makes art so freaking beautiful, in my humble opinion.

Finding a song in that aspect really isn’t difficult. There are songs about love, and breakups, and troubles of all shapes and sizes. Those are easy. Those are experiences that pretty much everyone shares in some way (even if only loosely).

There have been two songs in my life that – after listening to the lyrics – caused me to stop for a second . . . then burst into hysterics at the similarities they had to my actual way of being.

Up until very recently, I’d only heard one of them. I think I was about eighteen the first time I came across it, and even still . . . it fits me pretty well. (That’s probably obvious if you read my blog or know me even a little bit.)

That song is: Motion City Soundtrack – Everything is Alright.

I’ll say that I never thought I would hear another that fit me so well. Then I did. It wouldn’t have fit me at all if I’d heard it when I was eighteen years old, sort of drifting through life and not doing much else. But I’m CLEARLY not eighteen anymore. (And if the song says anything, it’s that ‘drifting’ is not okay for me now.) If not for Pandora . . . I probably never would’ve heard this. I’m so glad I did. So I give you . . .

My new ‘me song‘: Air Traffic Controller – Hurry Hurry

I stop to smell the roses

My body decomposes

If I could sum up how I feel basically all the time? Yeah, that would be it.

I probably shouldn’t laugh at that song.

 

Emarosa – I Still Feel Her: Part 1 (Friday Music)

Many of you know that Geographer is my favorite band. Hearing them was like one of those *lightbulb* moments, only I had no claim to some fantastic idea. Geographer hit me like a ton of bricks. But before there was Geographer, Emarosa gave me a very similar moment. Before Michael Deni’s voice haunted my daydreams, there was Jonny Craig.

The first time I heard Emarosa, whew. His voice demands¬†to be listened to. That’s my opinion, but if anyone could deny the spectacular level of Jonny Craig’s voice . . . I’d love to hear it. He’s unfortunately left the band, which makes me very sad. But I still have their songs to listen to and that makes me happy.

Emarosa took up my favorite band spot for a while (along with A Silent Film). I’m not ashamed to say that I can be fickle with my favorites, but the reason Geographer wrested the spot from the others is because . . . there isn’t a SINGLE Geographer song I don’t like. There are some I like less than others, but I like every single one of them and that has NEVER happened to me before. (Might like an entire album by a person/band, but there’s usually at least one I dislike.) Unfortunately, there are some Emarosa songs I’m just not particularly fond of, despite how spectacular Jonny Craig’s voice is. ¬†That’s just me. But holy hell, does he ever have an amazing voice . . .

Mae – Falling Into You (Friday Music)

If love were a song, this would be it (my opinion). I feel that’s the only thing that needs to be said here, but I will point out that obviously I know it’s not Friday (I’m behind this week, but trying to keep up), and I will also add that this song might possibly have brought a tear to my eye on one or two occasions.

Hope everyone is having an exceptional weekend. I’ll try to get another post up on Monday, but I’m not making any promises, proposed schedule or not. Trying is about as good as anyone can do.

Friday Music: Greg Laswell – Comes and Goes (In Waves)

I almost didn’t realize the clock (or the days) had ticked over into Friday. I guess it’s not Wednesday anymore. My bad.

What happens when I don’t already have a song picked out is that I sit around and over-complicate it, trying to find something to suit my mood. This is just an exceptional song, and that’s why I’m putting it on here.

I might try to get out of my rut and actually blog at some point. Who knows if it will happen? I don’t. At least I’m sticking with the schedule I set up for myself. That’s something to be proud of.

Hope everyone has a lovely weekend.

ūüôā