been written about before and yet we can't get enough

Addictions have been written
time and time again
Hollywood glamorized the feeling
after being mesmerized by something or someone like you
take another drag again
you’re not prescribed
or given under the table
but you’re mine
I’ll overdose on you
have you heard it before?
I’m addicted to your voice
even when we don’t connect
but think I will take you
alone again
take a drag again
speak gently to me
and I will hold you close like the bottle
or like a boat on water
you are a surfer’s wave
a guitar player’s song
pen to paper better then texting wrongs
so speak to me again
and I will hold you like a
smoker’s last cigarette

How I got into Modest Mouse

I find that when I ask people if they like MOdest mOUse they would either say No or they just kind of shrugged their shoulders. I can relate back in the day Modest MOuse wasn't "hardcore" enough.
I was living off of Main street on staford in Richmond Va. I was a preschool teachers aid, and I had enough money to pay rent and buy the cheapest cigarettes on the market. I loved music, and had to listen to it. However, couldn't buy any new music.
I had a roomate at this duplex on staford. She let her sister stay with us rent free. Her sister was going out with this guy who she randomly met working at the nearby expensive coffee shop. I never understood how she could afford coffee there.
They dated awhile when he decided to give her a cd of his favorite modest mouse songs. Modest MOuse was on an independent lable. I don't know which one.
She never really listened to it which kind of made me wonder. Do women listen to music given to them by their fellas. I had given several mix tapes out to girls. Do they disregard them?
Anyway...I listened to it, and didn't like it. I listened to it again, because I was tired of my own music. Suddenly something inside was inline with something said in one of the songs. "I am doing the best that I can..." Wow. That was all it takes
I fell in love with them again when I was stationed out in Fort Irwin out in the mojave desert. This time I had money to buy music, but the post exchange had a poor selection. I went there often to cruize the titles, because I missed home. Then I found it, MOdest MOuse, on a major lable. You might recall the album it had Float on and the good times are killing me. I am sure the band had their own meaning to the songs. I am not 100% sure that I am right when I say float on captured the fact I had experience hazing and the pain in my feet from running miles. I saw it as moving on and moving forward.
Then there is the good times are killing me. This one was alittle bit more obvious especially to a drunk like I was. THINK chain smoking hangover having to run 6 miles with foot pain that gave you inflamation that went all the way up to your lower back. On the plus side once you get those endorphins going you feel high.
So I guess I was pretty much forced into liking Modest Mouse and yes I do still like them.

Rave On- Buddy Holly

Now just about everyone and their cousin has reviewed this cd. I think the insane part of the population should have a voice represented. The cd starts off with the group The black keys. This is a band I have been meaning to check out (maybe I should make a list). It is soulful, and you can dance to it if your main squeeze dances.
Paul McCartney has a role in this album. He sings It's so easy. It's so easyfor what you ask to fall in love of course. There are a few times in this song when Sir M talks like a drunk blue singer. Honestly it gets annoying. If you have pets in might scare them. BUt then you remember this guy was in the beatles so it good to see that he is having fun.
Florence and the machine plays Not Fade Away. I usually don't like white female vocalist but black jazzy vocalist. Ole Florence is the exception. I would be to scared to tell her that. They make the song their own.
Finally there is Cee Lo. If R and B could see Mr. Green's insights in his music, the world would be a better place.
There are more singers, groups and bands on this album. Lou Reed makes an appearance, as well as MOdest MOuse. The whole album is great. Hopefully it will educated future generations about Mr. Holly. Persoanlly I think Buddy Holly is smiling down at this great recording.

When We Were Young by Jason Jepson

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7/7/11

I have been listening to the Clash's album Londan Calling in my car. Great album. I guess depending on what social circle you are in the lyrics still apply today. One line speaks volumes to me, "It is the best years of your life they want to steel." I love that line.
Now I guess I have high standards I am not meeeting, not to mention I think I could have done much better in my youth. Then there is the college educated who probably couldn't handle some of the situations I've been in. Then again would they be or put themselves in that situation in the first place. The debate between academia and real world experence is nothing new. I've met people who partied in their twenties and their thirties only to go back to college in their late thirties and forties. Personally it took me 6 years of starting over and dropping out to get a two year degree from community college.
I guess I will never win this debate for myself but I think in the grand sceme of things I didn't grow up to fast and maturity was discreeted out with every beer piss.
All I know is I am happy now.

When We Were Young

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7/4/11

Drank wine from South Africa, and smoked drugstore cigars. Laughed at all the plans ruined by the rain and thunder. We waited till the last minute for ours. The lightening was our fireworks. Rain might have blown in on the front porch getting our flip flop feet wet but we remained outside. Held our cell phones close to hear from the girls. While listening to solid gold oldies asking the question, "Will you still love me tomorrow." I didn't share the stories in my head that were inspired by that song. July fourth and we've felt like this before. The storm exhaled the bitterness of the last cigar as I drove home with the wipers clearing off the horizon.Independence day and the thunder was the big boom.