A websters dictionary feeling
And FDA preapproved feeling
A culturally pasteurized feeling
A $5 DVD feeling
A corporate rock history feeling
An exclusive blog premiere feeling
A give me some real to reel feelings
Some street legal designer feelings
"Designer Feelings" by Tennessee-based Pujol (who's not, I don't think, to be confused with famous Dominican baseball players with similar names) is a fun, high-energy and lo-fi romp about, you guessed it, feelings. It's a good cut.
I hate you and your apathy
You can leave, you can leave, I don't want you here
I'm playing this pantomime
But I don't see you showing any signs of fear
This weekend I spent some time wandering around Sydney, mostly looking for street art, but I also came across (or was taken to) some great bars, breweries, and restaurants. One of these was a sweet burger joint, Mary's, over in Newtown. The burgers were terrific, but the real highlight for me was the 90's hip-hop and rock. Now, I'm not a huge 90's music fan, but it wasn't all bad. In fact, I got quite a kick out of the Silverchair they were blasting. I hadn't heard them in ages, but I suppose, as they're an Aussie band, they're much more common here. In any case, I'm paying it forward and turning that nostalgic moment into a Most Important Song. Enjoy.
I can't get to sleep
I think about the implications
Of diving in too deep
And possibly the complications
Especially at night
I worry over situations
I know will be all right
Perhaps it's just imagination
Day after day it reappears
Night after night my heartbeat shows the fear
Ghosts appear and fade away
Alone between the sheets
Only brings exasperation
It's time to walk the streets
Smell the desperation
At least there's pretty lights
And though there's little variation
It nullifies the night
From overkill
Nothing says "Australia" more than a classic Men at Work song (at least to an American), am I right? "Down Under" would have been the most obvious choice, but this song is actually my favorite - and the lyrics are so me right now, struggling a bit with anxiety.
Besides listening to music (and yoga, and snuggles when available), I love comedy to cure what ails me. Watching Scrubs reruns on Netflix has been a great panacea from time to time, late at night when I want silly but also sorda melancholy. Not coincidentally, Colin Hay guest starred in an episode of Scrubs, it's second season premier, singing this version of this song. Some clever YouTuber put the clips together for our viewing pleasure. Here's to us all getting through the week ahead any way we can, and my apologies for the Australia-reference-overkill, especially since they're probably not over.
Come on, tonight
We can spice things up all right
You know it might be fun
Somehow she agreed
She called her friend and that was it
We spent the night all whoring*
And whoring* againYou would not believe me
Next day I woke up
I never felt this way
(Oh yeah)
Had you been a witness
You should've seen my face
I looked around they both were gone
Right next to me I found a note
It said
Goodbye my love
I just realized I'm not into boys
Something inside me was calling
And calling again
A Chilean, an Argentinian, and a Frenchman walk into a bar... No, it's not at the Olympics - they're the members of this band. Ironically, aside from liking the sound, I picked this song because the band name reminds me of Australia, where Keith is residing for another week, (and then I discovered they weren't from there). Anyway, the lyrics to this are either hilarious or douchey, I'm not sure what I can safely infer from their cultural hodgepodge, or how much just depends on my mood.
*One website writes that the night was spent "hollering" - listen and decide for yourself. And, either way, have a fun weekend!
All talking and no action
And we need some kind of distraction
And they’re wearing the same uniform
And accidents will happen
(will happen)
(they will happen)
And the boys can boys can
And the girls can girls can too
And the boys can boys can
And the girls can have it all
And the boys can boys can
And the girls can…
A few weeks ago, Keith shared this song with me and it was immediate YES. Those keyboards, that voice, isn't it hard to believe this is not another 80's throwback?? But nope, it's the latest single from (another) little-known Melbourne band, Black Cab. (Although something about their sound - or is it their name? - reminds me of the Oregonian group Small Black.) Also noticing, is it just me or are there are an inordinate number of Australian bands featured on this blog? I've got to get myself down there someday. (Wish it was right now.)
Total aside but last night I watched the most recent film from Irish writer/director John Carney, Sing Street. It's a sweet, forming-a-band, coming-of-age story set in Dublin in 1985. Anyhow, there is an original song in the movie that has a chorus similar to this one but I wouldn't have made the connection if I hadn't basically listened to the songs back-to-back.
Anyhow, as the Olympics are going full steam in Rio right now, I thought I'd also share this Black Cab video, you'll see why (also note the album "Victorious" comes from is titled Games Of The XXI Olympiad).
