Posts Tagged ‘ music ’

On human connection and missing someone dear to you

What shall I do with a life turned to memory? I tried to forget you. I tried to forget you. Where shall I go when I wake from a dream of you? I tried to forget you. I tried to forget you.

Saturday by Electrelane

Every now and then I hear a new song that completely captures me. It’s more than just a good beat or a catchy tune. Usually it will be a song that speaks to me on an emotional level; that depicts me as a person and what I am going through or have experienced at a certain time in my life. Why? I think it’s because most of the time we’re lonely; we’re lonely and we need to experience some sort of human connection in order to keep us sane. That’s what music is for me: a gateway to the emotions of another and to the reassurance that I am not alone.

I was listening to this song today from Electrelane’s “No Shouts No Calls”, which by the way, is swiftly becoming one of my most favourite albums, and the lyrics and music just completely captured me. It’s hard to explain how this happens or how it feels, but it’s kind of like being blind and then getting your sight back and seeing everything for the first time. Or it’s like being on drugs (not that I have ever done that but it’s like what I would imagine being on drugs would feel like). Basically it’s that feeling you get when you experience something so beautiful that it makes you want to cry. The words and the guitar and the bass and the piano and the drums and the vocals and, oh! Everything about this song just floors me. These women are so amazing and talented and inspiring and in the words of E. Page, “I am totally jealous because I will never be them”.

Listen above, read below.

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Saturday by Electrelane

I’ve got a photo from a long time ago
Hold it in your pocket
Hold it in your pocket
I’ve got a ring that my grandmother gave to me
Wear it on your finger
Wear it on your finger
I’ve got a letter that’s full of our secrets
The last one you sent to me
The last one you sent to me, oh

What shall I do with a life turned to memory ?
I tried to forget you
I tried to forget you
Where shall I go when I wake from a dream of you ?
I tried to forget you
I tried to forget you

I still see you
I still see you
I still see you

I turn in my sleep and I see you beside me
It’s your imagination
It’s your imagination
I go to the places we went to together
Find another countries
Find another countries

I turn in my sleep and I see you beside me
It’s your imagination
It’s your imagination
I want to go on but it’s another day without you
I tried to forget you
I tried to forget you

I still see you
I still see you
I still see you…

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on reasons to get up in the morning

“If I’m gonna get up, I’ll just admit it, I only get up for you.”

Downtown by Tegan and Sara

You know how sometimes a single line in a song makes you fall in love with it? And it’s not particularly because you relate to it in some way. Who knows why? Maybe because it speaks to an inner yearning or desire. Maybe it makes you think of a certain person. Maybe it makes you feel a certain way.

This is one of those lines for me.

I love it because I simply cannot imagine what it would be like to live your whole life for another person. At least, that’s my interpretation of the lyric. But it makes me wonder what that would be like. To have someone in your life that is so significant, who means so much to you, that they become the reason that you get up in the morning. I mean, most days I don’t even know what I get up for.

I think that’d be nice though. To have someone like that in your life. But then that makes me think about the possibility that I’ll ever have that. When you think about it, it’s such a miracle that two people can actually meet and fall madly in love (not just in lust.. although physical attraction is obviously an important aspect of love) with one another. I mean, let’s be real for a moment.. what are the chances of that happening? How many times have you been in love with someone who didn’t love you back? Or vice versa?

I’m not saying I’m giving up or that I don’t believe that it could happen. Maybe I’ve just gotten more cynical. Or maybe I’m just resigned to the fact that I might never have that; that life is not a romantic comedy. And that that’s ok. I mean, God knows we love romantic comedies. But the reason we love them so much is probably because we know that life is not really like that; we watch it to escape from reality. And sometimes that’s exactly what we need.

But the problem with romantic comedies is that most of the time they send the subliminal message that the end all and be all of humankind is to be married or in a relationship. I’m not saying that marriage is bad; I’m not saying that relationships are bad. I’m just saying that they’re not everything.

That feeling of only wanting to live your life because of the person that you love is great and all, and I look forward and hope to someday experience it, but I also know that that feeling won’t last. And that’s not necessarily a reason not to pursue that kind of love. It’s just a call to be real about it.┬áThe reality is, there’s probably a lot of things to get up for in the morning. Love, or perhaps infatuation is the more appropriate word, is only one of them.