SoTD/LoTD

The Arcade Fire - Ready to Start

Businessmen drink my blood
Like the kids in art school said they would
And I guess I'll just begin again
You say can we still be friends

If I was scared, I would
And if I was bored, you know I would
And if I was yours, but I'm not

All the kids have always known
That the emperor wears new clothes
But to bow to down to them anyway
Is better than to be alone

If I was scared, I would
And if I was bored, you know I would
And if I was yours, but I'm not

Now you're knocking at my door
Saying please come out against the night
But I would rather be alone
Than pretend I feel alright

If the businessmen drink my blood
Like the kids in art school said they would
Then I guess I'll just begin again
You say can we still be friends

If I was scared, I would
And if I was pure, you know I would
And if I was yours, but I'm not

Now I'm Ready to Start

If I was scared, I would
And if I was pure, you know I would
And if I was yours, but I'm not

Now I'm Ready to Start

Now I'm Ready to Start
I would rather be wrong
Than live in the shadows of your song
My mind is open wide
And now I'm ready to start

Now I'm Ready to Start
My mind is open wide
Now I'm Ready to Start
Not sure you'll open the door
To step out into the dark
Now I'm ready!

28 years

28 years ago (give or take some seconds) I was born into this world. I've always identified with (and lived vicariously through) the Dresden Dolls' Girl Anachronism. I wonder if I would've been different had I been born naturally (not that that was an option anyway).

you can tell
from the scars on my arms
and cracks in my hips
and the dents in my car
and the blisters on my lips
that i'm not the carefullest of girls

you can tell
from the glass on the floor
and the strings that're breaking
and i keep on breaking more
and it looks like i am shaking
but it's just the temperature
and then again
if it were any colder i could disengage
if i were any older i could act my age
but i don't think that you'd believe me
it's
not
the
way
i'm
meant
to
be
it's just the way the operation made me

and you can tell
from the state of my room
that they let me out too soon
and the pills that i ate
came a couple years too late
and ive got some issues to work through
there i go again
pretending to be you
make-believing
that i have a soul beneath the surface
trying to convince you
it was accidentally on purpose

i am not so serious
this passion is a plagiarism
i might join your century
but only on a rare occasion
i was taken out
before the labor pains set in and now
behold the world's worst accident
i am the girl anachronism

and you can tell
by the red in my eyes
and the bruises on my thighs
and the knots in my hair
and the bathtub full of flies
that i'm not right now at all
there i go again
pretending that i'll fall
don't call the doctors
cause they've seen it all before
they'll say just
let
her
crash
and
burn
she'll learn
the attention just encourages her

and you can tell
from the full-body cast
that i'm sorry that i asked
though you did everything you could
(like any decent person would)
but i might be catching so don't touch
you'll start believing you're immune to gravity and stuff
don't get me wet
because the bandages will all come off

and you can tell
from the smoke at the stake
that the current state is critical
well it is the little things, for instance:
in the time it takes to break it she can make up ten excuses:
please excuse her for the day, its just the way the medication makes her...

i don't necessarily believe there is a cure for this
so i might join your century but only as a doubtful guest
i was too precarious removed as a caesarian
behold the worlds worst accident
I AM THE GIRL ANACHRONISM

LotD/SotD

Peter Gabriel - Mercy Street


looking down on empty streets, all she can see
are the dreams all made solid
are the dreams all made real

all of the buildings, all of those cars
were once just a dream
in somebody's head

she pictures the broken glass, she pictures the steam
she pictures a soul
with no leak at the seam

lets take the boat out
wait until darkness
let's take the boat out
wait until darkness comes

nowhere in the corridors of pale green and grey
nowhere in the suburbs
in the cold light of day

there in the midst of it so alive and alone
words support like bone

dreaming of mercy st.
wear your inside out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
swear they moved that sign
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms

pulling out the papers from the drawers that slide smooth
tugging at the darkness, word upon word

confessing all the secret things in the warm velvet box
to the priest-he's the doctor
he can handle the shocks

dreaming of the tenderness-the tremble in the hips
of kissing Mary's lips

dreaming of mercy st.
wear your insides out
dreaming of mercy
in your daddy's arms again
dreaming of mercy st.
'swear they moved that sign
looking for mercy
in your daddy's arms

mercy, mercy, looking for mercy
mercy, mercy, looking for mercy

Anne, with her father is out in the boat
riding the water
riding the waves on the sea

The Tell-Tale Heart

And still the men chatted pleasantly, and smiled.
Was it possible they heard not?
Almighty God! -- no, no?
They heard! -- they suspected! -- they KNEW!
They were making a mockery of my horror!
This I thought, and this I think.
But anything was better than this agony!
Anything was more tolerable than this derision!
I could bear those hypocritical smiles no longer!
I felt that I must scream or die!
And now -- again -- hark!
Louder! Louder! Louder! LOUDER!
"Villains!" I shrieked, "dissemble no more!
I admit the deed! -- tear up the planks!
Here, here! -- it is the beating of his hideous heart!"

The Tell-Tale Heart is one of favourite tales. I came across this short story from 1953 which disappointingly does not contain the lines above.

Another one of my favourites, the EBM track by Diorama does contain the demented ending to the Poe story (no official music video).

SoTD/LoTD

I've got news and interesting things to share but I've been too lazy/tired to post. So here, have some lyrics instead. Check out this bands. I really like 'em.

Shout Out Louds - Walls

You just know it there's a wall and you just ran through it
You had too much to drink and all those telephone bills but it´s worth it.
Victoria I knew I would end up in Victoria
I took too many pills and wrote my will just to get to you
So go

I need a pencil
Piece of paper
Lock and a cage
Feels so much better now getting rid my rage
I'm suspicious
So suspicious
Can't get my mind straight
I just see them when I sleep nowadays
So sleep now
And go

It's so new
Being the one building all the roads
Can't wait to crack all of your codes
Learn to ally
Allies know how they love
And show you how it looks up there but it looks like a bug
So go

Whatever they say we're the ones buildings walls
Whatever they say we're the ones who never say no
To get to know yourself you gotta run away
Never trust anyone so run away
Run run run run run run

LotD/SotD

I watched Sunshine again last night. And let the credits play through. And this song just spoke to me.

Along the avenue of hope
The footsteps falter, the fingers grope
and days, stretch out, beneath the sun
No-one's born, and no-one dies, no-one lives, so no-one cries
and we wait to see just what we will become


Don't let me falter, don't let me ride
Don't let the earth in me subside
Let me see just who I will become


You're like the clouds in my home town
You just grow fat and hang around
and you're days stretch out beneath the sun


and you don't live, you don't die, you don't love so you don't cry
and we wait, to see just what we will become


Don't let me borrow, don't let me bring
Don't let me wallow, don't make me sing
Let me see just who I will become


Don't let me falter, don't let me hide
Don't let someone else decide
Just who or what I will become


Don't let them borrow, don't let them bring
Don't let them wallow, don't make them sing

I am Kloot is quite good. Very good. I am acquiring more of their music and will be unable to wash myself of the shame for not discovering this band earlier.

Introducing LotD/SotD

Lyrics of the Day/Song of the Day. Not much more to it. Do not expect a daily post. As with everything else in my life this will happen when the mood strikes. Some days, the mood strikes twice.

I've been listening to some Sunset Rubdown tracks for a few years now. Random ones downloaded off Pitchfork or music blogs. I've listened to them not knowing anything about the band. Today I found out that the band began as a solo project of Wolf Parade, a band I took quite a liking to a few years ago but due to my own laziness did not follow beyond their first album.

A need for new car music prompted listening to the random tracks downloaded recently.

Enter Sunset Rubdown's Idiot Heart:

Stay away from open windows, and put the telephone down. Can you run as fast as this house will fall when the alarm bell sounds? No, I was never much of a dancer, but I know enough to know you've got to move your idiot body around, and that you can't settle down until the idiot in your blood settles down. So move around... If I found you in this city called Paradise, I'd say, "I love you, but I hate this city, and I'm no prize." You want to walk around like you own the joint, the way that Icarus thought he might own the sky. I say, "You can't settle down until the Icarus in your blood, in your blood, drowns... And if I was a horse, I would throw up the reins if I was you."

But look at you go (into the fire-star). Look at you go (you are a meteor). Look at you go...

And you know your heart, and you know your heart... but it's an idiot heart. And you know your heart, and you know your heart... but you can't settle down. No, you can't settle down. So just move around...

I hope that you died in a decent pair of shoes, you've had a lot of long walking to do, where you're going to...

This song has inspired me to buy their newest album. The nicely titled Dragonslayer.

Ps. I do like my idiot so I'll keep moving around.