But I Know What I Like

Art

Don’t know much about art
but I know what I like, I like you for a start
and I build you all the things that I can
just fudge all the parts that I don’t understand
and I know you’re gonna break it someday
but every way I see it, that’s ok
yeah I know you’re gonna break it someday
but every way I see it, that’s ok.

At my house, sitting down
across the street, running around
when I talk to your friends, I talk about you
I know it’s kinda stupid just to think that I do
we share a lot of jokes but that’s ok
but I wanna make you laugh in a serious way
we share a lot of jokes but that’s ok
but I wanna make you laugh in a serious way

I know 2 plus 2
but I always mess it up when I hang out with you
my penmanship is not what it seems
my hands are shaky and you know what that means and
it’s pretty obvious don’t you think
it takes a one step proof to make the link
it’s pretty obvious don’t you think
a one step proof could make the link.

– The Diskettes | Art

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whenever you're around

… but you’re not — here, i mean. so, maybe it’s kinda weird that i’m posting this, yeah?

ugh, here i am again, having a conversation with myself. whatever. anyway, let’s just get on with the music for tonight. heard this on today’s episode of american idol (katelyn epperly) but found this waaaay better (original) live performance by carole king herself.

I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down
I feel my heart start to trembling
Whenever you’re around

Oh, baby, when I see your face
Mellow as the month of May
Oh, darling, I can’t stand it
When you look at me that way

I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down
I feel my heart start to trembling
Whenever you’re around

Oh, darling, when you’re near me
And you tenderly call my name
I know that my emotions
Are something that I just can’t tame
I’ve just got to have you, baby

I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, tumbling down
I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down, tumbling down

I just lose control
Down to my very soul
I get hot and cold all over

I feel the earth move under my feet
I feel the sky tumbling down
Tumbling down
Tumbling down
Tumbling down
Tumbling down

Black Burning Heart

I wish that I could be
In the cellars of the sea
And disappear in them
Never to be seen again

Leave this life
Its unrelenting appetite
For feeding off the weak
Who never had their turn to speak

The sky will be my shroud
A monument of cloud

If we could turn back
You can paper over the crack
But it will return now
And your heart will burn black

Give me your hand
Cut the skin, let me in
The molecules of us
Bleeding into one again

The sky will be my shroud
A cenotaph of cloud

If we could turn back
You can paper over the crack
But it will return now
And your heart will burn black

Forgotten my way home
Forgotten everything that I know
Every day a false start
And it burns my heart

I know everything you said was right and I suppose
Everything is here forever till it goes
You gave it all away, kept nothing for yourself
Just a picture on the shelf

Je souhaiterai m’immerger dans les profondeurs des mers
Y disparaître pour ne plus jamais être vu

Burning up
Now I’m racing down a road I don’t recognise
I realise I’ve forgotten my way home
Forgotten everything that I know
Every day a false start
And it burns my heart
Turn back

– Keane, Black Burning Heart

Lazy Sunday

In a desperate attempt to breathe life back into this blog, I must publish the following nonsense:

* It’s really annoying, how I manage to get up at eleven in the morning during the weekend no matter how late I slept the previous night. I used to be able to sleep up to 3pm. Is this what growing older’s about?

* The Yokohama Oktoberfest was a blast. Too bad we got there like 8 frikking 15 and the whole thing will close at 9pm. What on earth are you doing hosting an Oktoberfest that closes at 9pm?!

* So, see I got myself a new theme. And it was just because I was almost bored to tears so the most logical step would be to redesign the site’s appearance yet again.

* I wanna go somewhere and snap photos because srsly, I haven’t gone to anywhere since I came back from the Singapore – Thailand trip and I seriously need to put updates on my Flickr stream that don’t involve me. Maybe Hakone in November? All those pretty pretty colors — man, they just kill me, every frikkin’ year.

* I wonder, will I be able to see the 12-24mm Tokina that I bought tomorrow? *Makes parinig at Meemax and Moogs* 😛

* You are a believer, I am not — Susanna and the Magical Orchestra, Believer.

Didn’t think you would trust me.
Thought you would see what I see.
This days have been good for me too,
But I can’t stay.
You know why.
Didn’t want this to end like this.
Thought I might could convert.
These nights have been sad for me too,
But I don’t pray.
You know why.

You are a believer,
I am not.

Didn’t think I could ever love,
So I had to destroy it all.
But you will do find someone new,
When I am gone.
You know why.

You are a believer,
I am not.

I'm a Battleship

you’re a direct hit and I’m sinking.

I haven’t been writing in a while. I can blame work (as usual) or just my general laziness (once again, as usual) or maybe it’s just that I don’t have much to angst about these days (naks, peaceful) or maybe I have a lot of things to say but just can’t get it all out (most likely).

But anyway, I found this awesome song while searching for LSS replacements to Halo (c/o Glee). I kinda remember that Juno song by the Moldy Peaches when I heard this one.

Anyway, check out the lyrics, I guess this song just says it all.

Music and words by Pocketbooks.

Kiss me in the autumn at the station by the drycleaners and the fellas selling travelcards
Hold my hands and tell me that The Fall will never leave me and The Actionnettes won’t break my heart
Write my name in marker pen across the local bus stop and I’ll steal you all the books you love
Call the local paper and pretend we’re getting married and I’ll borrow you my library card

You’re the blindfold round my eyes
You’re my navigation satellite
I’m a tightrope walker looking down on the sights

I don’t know what happened with your sister and her mother, but I don’t think they’re impressed with me
I don’t think they like what I’ve been doing with my life, but can’t they see it’s only temporary?
I can’t help but worry that your friend thinks I’m a daydreamer with aspirations quite naive
The only things worth chasing are the things that are creative, and I’m not talking accountancy

You’re a red hotel on Mayfair
A superlative on a triple word score
I’m a battleship, you’re a direct hit and I’m sinking

And like falling leaves in autumn you can sweep me up or pass me by
Like falling snow against your skin, or the cigarettes I can’t pack in
And falling in with you is like a Class A drug they couldn’t ban
The photograph that makes you smile and sends a shiver down your spine
Gravity’s got me falling indefinitely

I don’t think it matters my career path’s in tatters, I could always take a course or two
Tell me what you’re thinking, maybe when I’ve finished singing, I suppose this is a family tune
I think I’m addicted, I get panicked when you’re missing, I need patches when you’re not around
I have conversations in my head that you’re not party to, you should have heard the things you said!

Like an etching on my brain
Like a letter tacked on my DNA
I’m a chip pan fire, you’re the water that won’t stay away

And like falling leaves in autumn you can sweep me up or pass me by
Like falling snow against your skin, or the cigarettes I can’t pack in
You’re the blindfold round my eyes
You’re my navigation satellite
And just falling in with you is like a Class A drug they couldn’t ban
The photograph that makes you smile and sends a shiver down your spine
Gravity’s got me falling indefinitely

Tell me if it ever ends you’ll let me have my heart back in a single piece
You’re the one I call after closing time
The night bus spins to the spellbinding sound of your voice…