Posts Tagged "music video"

Darlingside: Clay and Cast Iron

“Clay and cast iron, rum-colored silver sunglasses
White gold, sapphire, and apricot soap
French leather purses and saris with painted-on flowers
The smell of old cedar and jasmine perfume”

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Darlingside: Extra Life

One of the songs that Darlingside performed (as an encore) was Extra Life. It’s funny because recently… I’ve been listening to this album more. But I’ve taken to skipping this song, so that I can get to the second track, Singularity.

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Wild Rivers: Rolling Stone

“I’m the right taste to the wrong bite
I’m a lover mostly when the time is right
I’m my own rule, I’m a coward, I’m a fool
I’m a builder but I cannot tear apart”

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Toad the Wet Sprocket: Liars Everywhere

The album Pale, by Toad the Wet Sprocket, was a big album for me in my late teens. I think I came across it in the last year or so of high school, and it’s an album that definitely followed me to college.

More than that, it was an album that I had on literal repeat, during my graduate school years. When I was writing poems, I’d often just loop this album non-stop (CD in the PC computer days).

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A Familiar Animation

There is a sadness and melancholy that emanates from both of these videos. Both of these videos evoke a sense of hurt and a sense of celebration, in equal measure. As does the act of sharing these videos, I think.

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Matt Nathanson: Little Victories

What’s really weird/wild to me: I remember the specific day and time, where I learned about Matt Nathanson. This was back in 2005, and it was a neighbor of Justin’s in Ukrainian Village, Michelle R.

I remember hanging out with in her apartment, and we were listening to songs on her computer. I purchased an album of his soon after, and this song has been in my head ever since. I never did get into Nathanson’s music, but this one song in particular has stayed with me.

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Glen Phillips: Grief and Praise

“Though all that you love will be taken some day
By the angel of death or the servants of change
In a floodwater tide without rancor or rage
Sing loud while you’re able in grief and in praise”

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