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[correctiveshoes621]

Where did this weekend go?

Got all my shit done before the Ice Capades hit outside, though. Got some beautiful apples and all the fixins' to eat greek salad at work, all week. My paycheck was a little skimpy, but - BOING! - that 'unclaimed insurance' check came, as if on cue, and all is well. I am spoiled :)

Appreciated some complicatedly stark trees - imagine, being able to capture that; they looked like they were done in ink..over watercolour - driving around in all the complete daylight, today.

Rainy and foggy, comin' home; just gorgeous.

*~*~*

Pertinent:



We are passengers in time
Lost in motion, locked together
Day and night, by trick of light
But I must take another journey
We must meet with other names
We must meet with other names

You touched my heart so deeply
You rescued me now free me
Don't watch me cry just see me go
I'll take away the strongest feelings
You will ever know

There will be no more isolation
In our secret separation
You touched my heart so deeply, you rescued me
Now free me

We are passengers in time
Lost in motion, locked together
Day and night, by trick of light
I must take another journey
We must meet with other names
If you hold me you will hurt me
Be brave

There will be no more isolation
In our secret separation
You touched my heart so deeply, you rescued me
Now free me

We are matching spark and flame
Caught in endless repetition
Life for life we'll be the same
I must leave before you burn me
I am the stranger who deserts you only to love you
In another life

There will be no more isolation
In our secret separation
You touched my heart so deeply, you rescued me
Now free me

I'll bear one precious scar that only you will know
Passengers in time, free me

- The Fixx, of all people


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Mannnnnnn, I got my OLD school jam on. I feel so fortunate to have lived through the times I have, and - GOD, the memories, some of these songs bring back:

From -

To - this? What the fuck (besides being great on headphones when you're really-really altered)?

To this, which fixes my head:

To this; still absolutely delicious; never gets old:

To THIS *ache*:

Then, on to:

*can't sit still*

Nnngh:

Perfection. Carl Sagan + Apollo = ♥ explodes with love:

OH, ja:

If you ignore ALL of these - and I don't blame you - listen to THIS. It's liEk, when my body dies and breaks down into just molecules and energy, joining space and time, it will feel sound like this (esp. starting around 1:47 - I love the precision of the words, Der Mond). Absolutely thrilling :

Okay, I'll quit. ;)

*~*~*

My sincerest heartfelt condolences (and gratitude) to Green Bay. But, hey. At least Dallas aint gonna be in the Superbowl?

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[hierokeryx.livejournal.com]

Time is quite possibly my favorite Bowie song. I love the live one from the Ziggy concert film, particularly, because Mick Ronson's solos just unf.

You know, the terrible thing is that in a lot of ways, although there are definitely a lot of creative, talented musicians out there taking risks, there's just not the actual appreciation for it. I know, I know, EVERYONE loves music, these days. They love it as the constant background noise to everything they do, from ordering a burger a McDonald's to using the restroom at a bus station. I know different doesn't mean bad, but something's missing. Maybe it's just a phase, you know, maybe it'll pass. I mean, I've found a fair amount of recent stuff to listen to, honestly, but because, like, no one can afford to go on tour because no one has the financial backing and there are like maybe two magazines worth bothering with (blogs are of such wildly, dully uneven quality; I read Shindig! even though I can't always afford it, well worth checking out, good magazine, and some great playlists on their website of current psych bands). But I just. I don't know. Maybe I'm too negative or something.

That's a good playlist you have there.