Sep 19, 2001 13:36
It's a half day at school today so, for once, i'm home before 6 pm. I should of course spend all this extra time doing work. I guess i will, eventually, but for now i'm just going to listen to music and do nothing else at all.
i have a picture on livejournal now, its from a drawing of myself and Julia that she so fabulously drew.
i've heard so much great new music lately...
THE NEW BEN FOLDS ALBUM
Fantastic... the melodies are so perfect. And the lyrics are fantastic.
SOME OF THE NEW BEULAH ALBUM
I want to hear the rest! I'm envious of all you people in the states who can get it already =( Ah well, it'll make the wait even better, I guess.
SOME OF THE NEW SAVES THE DAY ALBUM
Pretty damn good if you ask me.
oh and in case i hadn't mentioned this at least a million times before, i am in love with the Strokes.
and i've been listening to a lot of Bowie again.
I have to decide what on earth i'm going to play for Zombie Zoo (school talent night coming up in about a week and a half) maybe one of my own songs? Oh, and Irene, this is what i have for the Cinema song so far:
She starts the night with some whiskey
And a bottle of scotch
She throws open the door
She starts taking a walk
She sees the dog on the street with his collar torn off
And the puzzled expression on the neon sign block
If she had someone to talk to
She'd tell him "fuck off"
If she had someone to be with
She'd tell him "get lost"
But all she can hear is the sound of her voice
Telling her not to worry
It's their problem not ours...
***
She sits in the cinema till everyone leaves
Then she goes to the mirror and dries her tears
Its not the plot, its the music that reminds her
Of the chances that she's wasted, and the boys that have forgot her
***
Now she's calling the number for the thirty-first time
And her redial button's losing its shine
But the phone company's about as sympathetic > i'll probably rewrite these
As the rat in her kitchen choking on arsenic > lines coz they're weaaaaak
She feels like she's never heard
And when she is, she feels misunderstood
But she puts it all behind or rather under her foot
(need to write this line)
its not bad, i think. i have to get some more songwriting done, i haven't done any at all in so long. i guess i haven't had either inspiration or time...or maybe i'm scared that when i write again i won't have got any better than better, and that i'll still be stuck with the same problems as before. i just hope not!
i'm listenin to Ben Folds now...actually, i'm listening to some Ben Folds Five stuff. the world needs more piano-led three-piece rock bands. how many people are talented enough to pull it off well is another question, though.
the play's coming along really nicely...if i haven't mentioned this already, i got a leading role in The Tempest ( i play Prospero ) which although is great great fun, it also means i have a TON of lines to memorize... i'm doing a pretty good job at that, though. my main problem is wrestling with this guy's emotions; right now, i just sound really passive/aggressive or schizophrenic, jumping from anger to sadness to happiness to bitterness to regret to proudness to...etc.
i've also been listening to a LOT of Of Montreal lately, and breaking my head apart trying to figure out some of their songs on guitar.
yesterday i was playing a bunch of Weezer on the couch on my acoustic, in the living room where the guitar and my voice *really* resonate, and i practically cried after Butterfly.
anyway, i should probably get going to do some work 'n stuff.