Wolf Like Me

My current fave. What a beautiful sound/noise TV On The Radio create.



Letterman seems to like this band, that old fart. Awesome performance.



Say say my playmate
Won't you lay hands on me
Mirror my melody
Transfer my tragedy

Got a curse i cannot lift
Shines when the sunset shifts
When the moon is round and full
Gotta bust that box, gotta gut that fish

We could jet in a stolen car
But i bet we wouldn't get too far
Before the transformation takes
And bloodlust tanks and crave gets slaked

My mind has changed my body's frame
But God i like it
My heart's aflame, my body's strained
But God i like it
My mind has changed my body's frame
But God i like it
My heart's aflame, my body's strained
But God i like it

Charge me your day rate
I'll turn you out in kind
When the moon is round and full
Gonna teach you tricks that'll blow your mind

Baby doll I recognise
You're a hideous thing inside
If ever there were a lucky kind
It's you you you you

I know it's strange, another way
To get to know you
You'll never know unless we go
So let me show you
I know it's strange, another way
To get to know you
We've got till noon, here comes the moon
So let it show you, show you now

Dream me, oh dreamer
Down to the floor
Open my hands and let them weave onto yours
Feel me, completer
Down to my core
Open my heart and let it bleed onto yours
Feeding on fever
Down on all fours
I'll show you what all that howl is for

Hey hey my playmate
Let me lay waste to thee
Burned down their hanging trees
It's hot here hot here hot here hot here

Got a curse we cannot lift
Shines when the sunshine shifts
There's a curse comes with a kiss
The bite that binds, the gift that gives

Now that we got gone for good
Writhing under your riding hood
Tell your grandma and your mama too
It's true true true true

We're howling forever....

1,000 Oceans

While the rest of the world go ga-ga over the iPhone (click on the links to my friends' blogs), I'm still plugged to my oversized, battered Creative Zen original.

Plowing through some alternative music. Then one song stopped me in the tracks, as it has done always.

Tori Amos released this song when I was in university. A young man still with enough naivete to believe in falling gloriously in love with someone.

That song drove me to tears the first time I heard it. The second, the third, the fourth.....

And, when I revisited it about two hours ago, I'm still affected by its purity. The young man's tears, however, have dried.

Such a simple declaration. Like when the accountant told Schindler that his list is "absolute good", so is this song.



These tears I cried
I've cried a thousand oceans
And if it seems I'm floating in the darkness
Well, I can't believe
That I would keep, keep you from flying
And I would cry a thousand more
If that's what it takes to sail you home
Sail you home, sail you home

I'm aware what the rules are
But you know that I would run
You know that I will follow you
Over Silbury Hills
Through the solar fields
You know that I will follow you

And if I find you
Will you still remember
Playing at the trains
Or does this little blue ball just fade away

Over Silbury Hills
Through the solar fields
You know that I will follow you
I'm aware what the rules are
But you know that I would run
You know that I will follow you

These tears I cried
I've cried a thousand oceans
And if it seems I'm floating in the darkness
Well, I can't believe
That I would keep, keep you from flying
So I would cry a thousand more
If that's what it takes to sail you home
Sail you home, sail you home

Incinerate

Oh wow. This is bloody awesome. My favourite song of 2006, and I heard it about a month too late for the year....=) Hail Kim, Thurston, Lee and Steve.