oh this song…me and Emma in our little apartment, it’s raining, lilacs everywhere, black coffee and cigarettes on the porch under the awning while she sleeps, the blues floating lazily through my yellow curtains…
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My Obsession, Tab Benoit
Tab Benoit, a bluesy southern soulful gritty singer is probably my favorite artist of the last decade. I can’t get enough of that voice. I saw him in Chicago and it was incredible. There’s a bit of talking here at first but sit thru it, I promise it’s worth it!
“Extreme Ways” Moby
Now I’ve never been a fan of Moby this song is brilliant. Genius. And it also happens to be the theme song to the Bourne movies I’m obsessed with. Enjoy
lyrics:
Extreme ways are back again
extreme places I didn’t know
I broke everything new again
everything that I’d owned
I threw it out the window, came along
extreme ways I know move apart
The colors of my sea, perfect color me
extreme ways that help me out late at night
extreme places I had gone
but never seen any light
dirty basements, dirty noise
dirty places coming through
extreme worlds alone
did you ever like it then?
I would stand in line for this
there’s always room in life for this
oh baby
then it fell apart, it fell apart
oh baby, oh baby then it fell apart, it fell apart
like it always does, always does
extreme songs that told me
they helped me down every night
I didn’t have much to say
I didn’t get above the light
I closed my eyes and closed myself
and closed my world and never opened
up to anything
that could get me at all
I had to close down everything
I had to close down my mind
too many things to cover me
too much can make me blind
I’ve seen so much in so many places
so many heartaches, so many faces
so many dirty things
you couldn’t even believe
I would stand in line for this
It’s always good in life for this
oh baby, oh baby
Then it fell apart, it fell apart
oh baby oh baby
then it fell apart, it fell apart
like it always does, always does
Sums Up the Day: River by Joni Mitchell
bob dylan
yeah don’t think twice, it’s alright…love you Bob Dylan
Peggy Lee
This song takes me back to an afternoon up in my old apartment with Mike, him sculpting, me with my charcoal drawings, listening to the lazy blues, neither of us looking up from our work but talking. A favorite memory