isn't it terrible when you think a song's lyrics go a certain way, and then you look them up, and it's actually saying something else? i guess sometimes it's a good thing (kerry always thought brick house went "she a brick, ow" - funny, but way off), but not always. case in point: "dreamboat" by hum. towards the end of the song, i thought he always said,

i know a girl who makes me shine
my dreamboat's leaving on a submarine
she packed a second set of tanks and her solar powered love for me

but that's not what he says! he doesn't say solar powered love; he says solar powered lung. that sucks. solar powered love is so much cooler, and so much more nerdy, which makes it that much better. still a super cool song, though...

but solar powered lung? damnit.

current music: hum - "dreamboat"

it's like crack, without the downside of rotted teeth and death..

the decemberists, plain and simple. i've been hooked big time since seeing them in concert tuesday. their new album, "the hazards of love," is so damn good. since thursday, i've listened to it probably five or six times from start to finish. that's pushing pathetic. but oh man, is it good.

and it's not like i haven't listened to anything else. i also listened to the mars volta's "de-loused in the comatorium" the other day, and forget cassettes as well. and pinback at work today. gotta love the ability to bring in your own music for work.

but still, listening to "the hazards of love" right now. what can i say? it's fantastic.

current music: the decemberists - "won't want for love (margaret in the taiga)"

traumatic experiences

it happened a while ago, but oh how it remains in the back of my mind.

i hit a tree snowboarding probably six or seven weeks ago. t'was not insignificant. a lighter colored tree trunk - trunk, not branch - blindsided me while i was boarding in the trees at copper with joe. it blindsided me hard enough to put a good sized dent in my helmet, in the area of my left temple. hard enough to leave a slight scar running under my left eye (i'm assuming from a connecting branch). hard enough to numb my face and hands for an hour. hard enough to think back upon that experience with a great deal of fortune that i had a helmet to wear, to think back and feel grateful i didn't die. hard enough for me to block all blackalicious songs from all my playlists, for that was the band playing on my ipod when i hit the tree. specifically i was listening to "paragraph president" on the blazing arrow album - an awesome album, and awesome song as well. *let me quickly state that although i do listen to music while boarding, i listen at a very low volume, and can hear everything/everyone around me.*

i cannot for the life of me listen to blackalicious. and it sucks, because i love those guys.

i tried to listen to them again the other day, but it didn't even last half a song. i immediately felt uncomfortable to the point i was nauseous, and had to change the song.

it's like a piece of me is missing. i just want to listen to "aural pleasure" and smile. but i can't.

bummer.

current music: the mountain goats - "the house that dripped blood"