okay. so, some of you loyal readers may remember a mix that i started making back in JUNE which was intended to narrate my latest and final break-up with my boyfriend of three years. i stalled out that at about four songs, and since have advanced two, the latest of which came today thanks to my discovery of
My Brightest Diamond, via a recommendation by colin meloy in rolling stone. i know, i am THAT cool. anyway, i'm pretty happy with my (6 song) mix so far, but i still need help. previous recommendations definitely yielded some great songs, but none of them have fit into the narrative that i'm constructing now, but instead will probably fit in later.
so, to recap, here are the songs i have so far, in order of appearance in the tracklist:
1.
Title Tracklyrics:Left uninspired by the crust of railroad earth that touched the lead to the pages of yout manuscript.
I took my thumb off the concrete and saved up all my strength to hammer pillars for a picket fence.
It wasn't quiet what it seemed... a lack of pleasantries (my able body isn't what it used to be).
I must admist i was charmed by your advances... your advantage left me helplessly into you.
Talking how the group had begun to splinter and i could taste your lipstick on the filter...
I tried my best to keep my distance from your dress but call-response overturns conviction every time.
My memory cannot recall... a wave of alcohol we shared a cigarette and shaved the hours off.
Lushing with the hallway concregation, my best judgement signed its resignation.
I rushed this.
We moved too fast, and tripped into the guestroom.
how it fits the narrative:
this describes the very, very beginning of the relationship. messy, passionate, full of cigarettes, and probably a very, very bad idea. we moved too fast indeed.
2.
Summer Guestlyrics:
breakthrough
how are you doing today?
our answers
all of your questions, insane
oh no, no...
our history seems to repeat
all the answers i stored
i can't understand what's wrong
my head hurts
i hold your hand
i whisper all of your dreams
i breathe in the air
that you breathe out night
oh,
all that i want is to make you come
no, i can't take control of all your words
no, i can't take control of all your moods
(this is where i wanna be, 55 years from now)
say, say you don't wanna be part of it
(this is where we gotta be, 55 years from now)
(this is where i wanna be
this is where i gotta be)
maybe you can figure that i'm not into that
how can i can i ?
i disobeyed it all
never lose control of all of your sweet dreams
?
all the words you whispered silently and sweet
i don't think i know
how to let it go
i don't think i know
oh, all that i want is to make you come
no, i can't take control of all your words
no, i can't take control of all your moods
say, say you don't wanna be part of this
(this is where i wanna be 55 years from now)
oh, all that i want is to make you come
(this is where i gotta be 55 years from now)
no, i can't take control of all your words
(this is where i wanna be 55 years from now)
no, i can't take control of all your moods
(this is where i gotta be 55 years from now)
(this is where i wanna be
this is where i gotta be)
i should try to make things better but, i'm not the only one
we should try to make things better but, we're not the only ones
i should try to make things better, but i'm not the only one
we should try to make things better but, we're not the only ones
how it fits the narrative:
a nice little desperate i'm madly in love with you, but everything is falling apart anthem. not knowing how to let it go. being asked to take complete control of someone else's shitty life and not being able to. just wanting at least to be able to get this off. a plea for fixing the relationship, but it can't happen alone, or even together.
3.
No Sensitivity (acoustic)lyricsWell I've got my car,
we could go and sit a while.
I know it won't turn over,
but we'll get somewhere just the same.
Now honey, I'm through talking
(it's the strangest thing, but I feel safe when I'm lonely)
don't take too much
you'll get burned if it's all at one time.
the world don't spin without you,
i'm amazed you're standing still,
taking my kisses back from you,
i want my kisses back from you.
and no your problems they aren't problems,
so be glad they never will
i'm taking my kisses back from you,
i want my kisses back from you.
take it easy.
don't you get it?
it's just an expression.
would you raise your voice every time a little dirt gets under?
cry if you want
(it's the return of no sensitivity)
you don't have to scream to say something that you honestly mean.
the world don't spin without you,
i'm amazed you're standing still,
taking my kisses back from you,
i want my kisses back from you.
and no your problems they aren't problems,
so be glad they never will
i'm taking my kisses back from you,
i want my kisses back from you.
when you hear those footsteps calling
isn't it obvious, isn't it obvious?
it's O.K. if you don't answer
i thought it was obvious,
i thought it was obvious.
the world don't spin without you,
i'm amazed you're standing still,
taking my kisses back from you,
i want my kisses back from you.
and no your problems they aren't problems,
thank god they never will, never will.
i'm taking my kisses back from you,, kisses back from you, you, you.
i want my kisses back from you...
how it fits the narrative:
the break-up!!! and yes, i've had insane car fights and i think probably car break-ups. i think the song kind of speaks for itself. and it's nice and bitter. and though i did the dumping, i felt like the one who was dumped. douche bag.
4.
Buried Belowlyrics:
packed everything you had into the car.
rolled the whole thing into the lake.
now there's nothing left to tie you to this place, except a heavy, sinking ache.
the water's surface settled down again,
with one more secret buried below.
that's one more life you've lived and left behind,
but it gets no easier to let go.
running is the one thing that you've always known just how to do.
running is the one thing that you've always known just how to do.
(so tired, so tired)
the trouble up ahead might not be as bad as what's waiting here for you.
how it fits the narrative:
the bitterness after the break-up, the complete and total destruction of all memories. not wanting to turn back. and the accusations of being a frightened pussy who runs frmo everything. so true, oh so true. the bitterness hurt and anger emerges in full force! pushing a car full of crap into a lake is pretty much owning the status as the ex.
5.
Songs For A Blue Guitarlyrics:
When everything we felt fails
then some music, soft and distant sails.
But it don't sound like it did before.
Then I know I'm left with nothing more
than my...own...soul.
When pretty pictures face back,
but your coats aren't hanging on the rack,
and blue water turns to,
a place that I can't get to.
A place...that I...can't.
In a room all I feel
is the cold that you left.
Through the air all I see
is your face full of blame.
What's left to see?
What's there to see?
In the room all I feel
is the cold that you left.
Through the air all I see
is your face full of blame.
What's left to see?
What's left to see?
What's left to see?
What's left to see?
how it fits the narrative:
yay depression! yay feelings of abandonment! yay the air being colder cause there's no one to cuddle with! yay feeling like there's nothing to live for! yay seeing someone's accusatory face in your mind, even though they were the douchbag! the part about coats hanging on the rack was especially nice.
6.
Gone Awaylyrics:
Far away, you've gone
And left me here
So cold without you
So lonely, dear
May, June, July
I count the time
Every minute I go
Takes a smell of your clothes
Further away
Because you've gone away
Where there isn't a telephone wire
Still I wait by the phone
You don't even write to say goodbye
Goodbye
I have saved every piece of paper
Like grocery lists and notecards
To-do lists and race scores
So just in case you change your mind
And come back
I've kept everything the same
While you're gone away
Where there isn't a telephone wire
Still I wait by the phone
You don't even write to say goodbye
Goodbye
Get me out, get me off
Get me out, get me off
For this is a ride going nowhere
But somewhere that I despise
Going nowhere to end up with a tearful eye
Don't want to go on
With these pieces of paper that you've left behind
For this is a ride going nowhere
But somewhere that I despise
Going nowhere to end up with a tearful eye
Don't want to go on
With these pieces of paper to keep me company
In my old age
While you're gone away
Where there isn't a telephone wire
Still I wait by the phone
Why don't you write?
To say goodbye
Goodbye.
how it fits the narrative:
this is real depression. this is the HOLY CRAP i miss you stage. where it hits you like a brick in the stomach. wanting a phone call that you know is not coming. you're holding onto everything, but you really fucking want to move on. you know, kind of like how i'm sure some of you are thinking...six months on this mix? girl, you be crazy. but letting go of someone you loved that much is so, so hard. and them just abandoning you cold turkey is ridiculously painful and confusing and yeah. hopefully this song kind of speaks for itself.
7.
White Lady Loves You Morelyrics:
keep your things in a place meant to hide
but i know they're there somewhere
and i know that's where you'll go tonight
i'll be thrown over just like before
the white lady loves you more
need a metal man just to pick up your feet
it's a long time since you cared enough for me to even be discrete
i know what this metal is for
the white lady loves you more
i'm looking at a hand full of broken plans
and i'm tired of playing it down
you just want her to do anything for you
there ain't nothing that you won't allow
you wake up in the middle of the night
from a dream you won't remember flashing on like a cop's light
you say she's waiting and i know what for
the white lady loves you more
the white lady
how it fits the narrative:
oh this song is great. cause this guy was a major cokehead, and one of the major reasons he didn't want to be with me is cause i didn't live my life to get drunk and sleep with a lot of random hos. i wasn't willing to play, "who can catch the most stds in the fastest and have the most drunk driving accidents, duis, and lose the most jobs as a result of my drug habits." by the way, he won that contest with at least 1, 2, 1, and 1. indeed, i'm sure he's out snorting, smoking, drinking, or injecting something while scratching at his herpes right now. yay!
so what now?here's where i am stopped. i'm trying to think of where i'd like the narrative to go. perhaps the next song should be kind of introspective soul-searching. perhaps it should be angry. i'm thinking of
i never loved you by
Jennifer O'Conner perhaps. or a song about getting piss drunk and either sitting at home crying or going out and making a complete fool of yourself.
the narrative of the mix, after hitting rock bottom, will of course involve some sort of epiphany and then climb upward. acceptance. and then, my lovely favorite,
If I Don't Return by
Dntel is somthing i'd really like to include. it's a short little song whose lyrics basically go, "if i don't return (i won't) you'll be fine." which is ultimately my testament to hime. cause in the end, you know he's the more fucked up one. and after all, i ended it, and my pride, if nothing else, will not allow me to go back. that and i'm not a fucking retard. so yeah. suggestions for any part of that narrative would be lovely. and like i said, i appreciate prior help.
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