| The Mountain Goats – Noche del Gaujolote Lyrics | 14 years ago |
| There are days when this song is my favourite song. | |
| of Montreal – She's a Rejecter Lyrics | 17 years ago |
| I like the beginning. It's like a bad pickup line. | |
| Adam Green – Bungee Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| I actually thought it was more friendship suicide - as in, she's done something to ruin their friendship, and isn't doing anything to attempt to repair it ("and at the bottom she stayed"). | |
| Adam Green – Bluebirds Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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"i am not sure what the connection with bluebirds is" Ditto. |
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| Adam Green – Mozzarella Swastikas Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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Me and my friend were having a discussion about the verse "well we came upon a cracker and we all came on this cracker and the last one had to eat it and she did" I had always assumed cracker meant WHITE GIRL and the eating of the cracker was simply various sexual acts performed orally - therefore eating the come. (And hence throwing up. That's quite the failure of a whore, there.) He, on the other hand thought it was literally a cracker. Adam Green is so completely out there it could go either way. But now I'm curious: whose got the filthier mind, me, or my friend? Lesbianic acts are so mundane, but eating a comeloaded cracker? Oh my. |
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| of Montreal – Will You Let Me Into Your Dream? Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| To the tune of Art snob solutions? | |
| Adam Green – Salty Candy Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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http://dictionary.reference.com/search?r=2&q=track%20star track star n : a star runner Now, what it's like to be one / why you'd want to, I have no idea. Exerrrrrcise? |
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| Adam Green – Baby's Gonna Die Tonight Lyrics | 18 years ago |
| I always figured it was sadism? Sadism, tough love, whatever. | |
| Neutral Milk Hotel – She Did a Lot of Acid Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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tastemaker - I think "Beautiful Baby", as you call it, is sung live uh, combined with a few different songs, depending on what version you're listening to. Example; Rubby Bulbs - http://www.songmeanings.net/lyric.php?lid=3530822107858591839 Not exactly the same, but you know what Jeffs like. I have (whats supposed to be) a version of She Did a Lot of Acid that starts out with something mournful (could be the lyrics you mentioned, I can't find it, and don't remember) then cuts off just after the first "she did a lot of acid". It's probably not off an album, but live. Oh wait, look at what I found. http://www.the-collective.net/~sashwap/other.html "Unknown [Immediately proceeds Rubby Bulbs in the Aquarius show]" (etc) ...which relates to what I'm talking about, but does not neccessarily help you. |
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| The Microphones – I Can't Believe You Actually Died Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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I love this song, though it's really difficult for me to listen to it. I first heard it in august, when I knew my father was dying. He died that November, and I'm still having difficulty believing it. I haven't cried either. |
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| Neutral Milk Hotel – Communist Daughter Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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"Proves that she must still exist She moves herself about her fist" I don't know, I've always thought this was about masturbation. I know I feel like I can relate to it, because when I'm having issues with reality - feeling real - I've always used pleasure to convince myself I was real. It's like a more delightful, less desperate and angsty version of cutting. Though, how it relates to the rest of the song, I don't know. But the imagery makes it seem like she has difficulty with believing her world is real too. |
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| Azure Ray – November Lyrics | 18 years ago |
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This song really, really makes me think of my mother. The title of it only makes it worse. My father died this past november, and the two of them were still completely in love after 25 years. (As opposed to all those married couples that are divorced after so long.) Everything in this that makes me think of her, seems so lame. But it really brings tears to my eyes. She doesn't want to go out now, because she doesn't want to go out and have fun. It's not really that she's afraid that she'll like being alone, but that she's afraid to be happy while he's gone. We just moved to Newfoundland (for family), and if you've ever been, you know it rains almost every day here. It does nothing for her emotions. She doesn't answer the phone, she doesn't want to talk to anyone. The walls of our new house actually used to be deep blue. She painted over them, but I think it's a strange coincidence (maybe I don't visit enough houses with blue walls?). I'd make her listen to it, but she always finds my music so weird. I don't think she'd take it seriously. Which only makes me feel worse. This song is so appropriate, I'm sure she'd love it. (She'd cry, but she'd love it.) |
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