adventures in music

I'm worriedly doing my monthly attempt to organize my music; worriedly because I always end up feeling uncomfortable with my top twenty-five. I'm a repeat-one-er when I need to concentrate on something, but seriously, who the hell repeat-ones goddamn Saliva?

Music new and old; it's been a while since I seriously updated my collection. Links to youtube when found.

It's Hard to Say I'm Sorry - Chicago, The Very Best of Chicago - I honest to God don't know. I'm not really a Chicago girl; I like their music and everything, but it's more music I listen to at other people's houses, not on my laptop.

You're the Inspiration - Chicago, The Very Best of Chicago - Okay, this one was on a show I like, so...I don't know? I mean, it was also like, 69 cents. So. Yeah, I'm not sure what's going on here except I really like to sing along to it.

Santa Monica - Theory of a Deadman, Gasoline - I finally started checking this 2005 album, since I'd been skipping it; I don''t know why. It's very--mellow? I have no idea why I love this like air, but I do.

To be fair, when I'm writing, I start to love the most ridiculous mixes. Also, to be fair, Child and I are at war over music. Child's going through a hard rock (read: one guitar should be destroyed per song) and looks down on any band that isn't property destruction galore; I mean, he looks down on freaking Tool, okay? Currently our meeting of minds rests on Korn and A Perfect Circle. I'm rebelling by making him listen to people with guitars wailing about love lost and whatever. This is hurting my soul.

Say Goodbye - Theory of a Deadman, Gasoline - I buy this band in pairs I think. I'm actually really attracted to this entire album, but not enough to get the rest of it yet. I can't tell if I just like the genre right now or them specific. This, not so mellow.

Airplanes - B.o.B featuring Hayley Williams - I could listen to this forever. I love Hayley's voice.

Losing Your Memory - Ryan Starr, Songs from the Eye of An Elephant - I watch a lot of youtube SPN vids. I don't know how surprised you might be to know how many use this one with the effectiveness of a blunt force instrument, but again, it works. A lot. Just--Jesus.

From Where You Are - Lifehouse - I kind of have loved them since Smallville in general, but I surprisingly don't like them enough most of the time to buy them. This is very easy to listen to.

Everybody's Wrong - Hinder, All American Nightmare - Okay, the thing is, they've become a lot like The Fray in that they are nearly bulletproof now (with the exception of Frays' last album, still bitter). I usually pair them with One Less Reason, but not so much now; I love, love, love their explosive bridges, I love that they tap almost entirely into my perfect writing playlist aesthetic, and I love that they're incredibly consistent on both.

What Ya Gonna Do - Hinder, All American Nightmare - see above. Also, I wonder, what do you do when the whiskey stops working? It's a very zen question.

I Will Not Bow - Breaking Benjamin, Dear Agony - SPN vids. Fucking SPN vids on youtube. It's ridic how much I can learn to like a song if it's set to Castiel killing things. I mean, what can you do?

I feel like I'm in a musical rut.

( for my own bemusement, iTunes stats )

this is what i get for trying to explain magic to people

While rewatching Queer as Folk vids so as to carefully select the ones to send to norabombay and trickesterquinn, it hit me how very much you could be stockholmed into thinking some really surreal things were normal. I'm not even talking about like, the sheer amount of drug-fueled sex; I'm talking about Brian's stint as private investigator of a murder with Hunter as taking one for the team so as to get DNA that Brian then uses to solve a murder. In his batmobile.

(It was totally a batmobile.)

Explaining the season three-four plotlines were possibly the closest I've ever come to an identity crisis. Even more annoyingly, all but sisabet's vids are absent from the net; I am staring at Blue Room in Archway with the horrified realization there are people that have not seen it and will never see it and mourn like whoa.

I'm sorry, all of you; it and Acid are like, the pinnacle of late season two/early season three Brian Angsts With Stoned Orgasms Like You Have No Idea (But Does Not Kiss on the Mouth) to a beat with clever use of the color blue to symbolize his manpain. Sometimes in group settings.

God, I miss that fandom.

ETA: On rewatch, Acid should come after Blue Room in Archway, or the entire sequence of repeating glimpses of Justin looking turned on and freaked out in a brick red hoodie does not penetrate as a seminal Brian/Justin moment (well, less semen that one might think, so semi-seminal?) of Great and Terrible Significance, not to mention wondering what the fuck Brian's nasal passages are made of, fucking titanium? The man snorts cocaine from twinks' asses (I swear this happened in the show once. I mean, everything else did); his sense of smell is epic.