love_the_one_you're_with leif I fucking hate this song. But it plays in my mind on repeat everyday. "If you can't be with the one you love..." Doesn't it just seem like a cop out? I mean really...maybe I'm not bound for either of them. I have this notion that because I'm so consumed by perfection in my life that my ideal of a human who is both luring and engaging is impossible and unrealistic. I feel stuck. 150525 ... nr yep. the lyrics to this song should really just be "settle," but it wouldn't work rhythmically. 150525 ... raze on a pure sound level, i did always appreciate that little howling hammond organ stab ... but jackson browne's "disco apocalypse" will get you there too, and that's got the appeal of being not so overplayed on the radio, rosemary butler's in there (i love that she's a little sharp at the end of "a single sound" and they left that human moment in), and there's a chorus that's more "horn dog refusal to be defeated" than "resignation trying to pass itself off as victory because vocal harmonies". 150526 ... epitome of incomprehensibility Not very with? Language and my schedule are a barrier... not colo(u)r, kulchur, or field of study so much, but that could come up, right? My brother is leaving too on Friday and I'll be in this house alone, so I can love the furniture more, though not in a sexual way. 150526 ... e_o_i Last night I was about to ask if anyone else remembered humping the corners of tables when they were around six years old, but then I decided it was undignified. But see, I am not dignified. Or maybe that it's misandry? Boys aren't really shaped right to do that. I mean, it really isn't indicative of bad character. More telling would be the episode when I cried for an hour over a peanut butter sandwich being cut in half instead of diagonally, my parents retreating to the bathroom to wait out the tantrum. But I believe I was five then. Ohhh... yes, another reason why I didn't write that last night: I believed it to be off-topic. Lemme try again: I never really "got" that song? I mean, you need some basis to get along, whether you call it love or not. 150527 ... leif I settled. 150729 ... leif I settled. 150729 ... raze i humped the corner of a picnic table once when i was a kid. it didn't end well. 150729 ... raze six years and change later, i'm here to tell you the best song on the whole self-titled stephen stills album is "black queen". just a man with an elastic voice and an acoustic guitar tuned so low you can almost hear the strings sag, singing the blues. tearing the game apart. 211128 what's it to you? who go blather from