4:45 AM.....Blogging?

I truly believe that there are a few pieces of music, of any genre, that are perfect. I'm not joking. There are a few pieces of art, whether it be music, film, a painting, or even television, that are so great, so mind-blowingly fantastic, that they are hard to even comprehend. A few examples.


-"Don't Take My Sunshine Away," by Sparklehorse. This is one of the greatest songs ever written in my opinion. It is a track off of an album called "Dreamt for Lightyears in the Belly of a Mountain." First of all, how beautiful is that? Mark Linkous (Sparklehorse) has a way of putting together words in such a way that evoke such strange feelings. Feelings of confusion as they are often full of metaphors and almost nonsensical verse, but also of...I can't describe it. I have so many emotional ties to each of his songs, they each bring me back to a certain point in the last few years. This particlar song was the first song I heard from this remarkable artist. The track was produced by the near prodigal Dangermouse (of solo and recent Gnarls Barkley fame) and as such it opens with electronic blips and static that could be mistaken for random frequencies and tones.

After stating "your face is like the sun sinking into the ocean, your face is like watching flowers growing in fast motion..." it happens.

There is a simple drum fill and the compressor effect is taken off.

3 notes.

D A C# D A C# A A C# A A C#

Perfect.

I can't describe the euphoria that this basic arpeggio gives me. A rush of emotion floods my
body. Listen to it for youself and decide. I dont't know if it will do it for anyone else, maybe it's just me. Out of context, the notes are pretty, but in the song they are heavenly. They remind me of my two best friends, Dan and Kevin. They remind me of the HOURS and HOURS spent in Kevins basement. Fondue Nation. Shawdank. Steak Frites. Playing music for hours on end. Making ridiculous movies. These things probably don't mean anything to many other people, but to me, they mean everything. Sara and Melissa and Kallie. All of it. It was all such a good time and I love those people so dearly. Dan, I know you are reading this and you will probably call me a faggot or something...AND I LOVE YOU FOR THAT!

They notes remind me of driving Kevin home everyday from school in the freezing winters, coming into his house for awhile, making a horrible electronica track, thinking we were inventing new genres (folk-tronica?) and in the meantime, writing material for our project Day to Day.

More on that another time.

I'm getting off track.

It's 4:45 in the morning on tuesday and I need to get in the shower and get ready for work. I hate work.

NEWS: I'm quitting my job this week. This is my last week. I'm not going to be at Macy's all day while ALL my friends are home. Fuck them and their corrupt management. More on that later.

To sum up, just listen to the song. Tell me what it means. It will be different for everyone, but for me, it means everything good in my life.

Like Christmas bulbs that I swallowed...
Clay