I've been listening to a lot of Wilco recently, so I'm just going to paste the lyrics to one of their songs that I really like.
Hell is Chrome
When the devil came
He was not red
He was chrome and he said
Come with me
You must go
So I went
Where everything was clean
So precise and towering
I was welcomed
With open arms
I received so much help in every way
I felt no fear
I felt no fear
The air was crisp
Like sunny late winter days
A springtime yawning high in the haze
And I felt like I belonged
Come with me
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I really like that song. I really like most of what they do. Glide Magazine has some free mp3 downloads of their live recordings.
Fall is moving in, and I like it. Sweatshirts and gusts of wind. Toes that never seem to get warm. Grey days. I'm sure I'll hate it when it's been cold here a while, but the feeling of impending winter is kind of exciting in a primal way. Did I put away enough food to last through the winter?
Whatever. Just listen to Wilco.
4 comments:
busy is not an excuse. you can always spend 15 minutes after or before work jotting some life experience on the blog.
now, lazy, or unispired, those are excuses. or, i just try not to do it on the weekend. these are excuses i use.
Busy is an excuse. You'll be busy someday. Maybe.
Oh, I'll probably audioblog this weekend. No innernet @ mi casa. And anyway, I set it up a while ago but haven't used it yet.
**coming soon**
my melodic voice talking about nada
or
me practicing the acordion (I can play La Vie En Rose with a lot of mistakes)
can you add video clips? i was looking for that but couldn't find how to, or if you could.
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