So, I recently bought some new CDs for the first time in many months and, with that, I purchased a couple of other items, including one DVD set that’d been on my wish list for the last few years. I guess I’d been waiting for the price to come down but I finally got my hands and the fourth and final series of The 4400.
This song was featured on Radio 2 earlier today as I pushed myself through my first working Monday for about a month.
They seem to play it once every so often. For me, each time I hear this song is a reminder of the final day of my first college course.
That very first ‘riff’ (if that’s what it is – the guitar-noise that sounds like a whine…) as the song kicks off fills my mind with the monochrome image of our small group of no more than ten, sat inside one of the local pubs at lunchtime.
Instantly, my mind’s eye turns to a friend I never really knew; one of those people you feel a connection with and what to know but, for your own fears and reservations, you hold yourself back and, naturally, you drift away in separate directions. We had a mutual interest in music and our two favourite bands (yes, Incubus was one of them! ;-)). When this song came on over the jukebox, he was pestering another member of our class (who was a Morrissey fan) to know what this track was called. I didn’t know either but, I was equally as intrigued. Just not as confident to actively stake my interest amongst the crowd.
I think back to those days and how I used to travel with the group to the pub. Sitting amongst them yet still, feeling like an outsider. I used to be quite good at pool and, as a kid, we had our own snooker table at home (plus the space to use it). I’ll never forget the old couple who were in there every lunchtime. That old, bearded man, never short of a pint in one hand, cue in the other. Then, there was his wife… She must’ve been close to 70 yet, she still managed to wipe the floor with me on the green felt!!
I quite miss pool and snooker and only now spend time in pubs for either an alcohol-free drink with someone or, being fortunate where I live, we have a selection of pubs close-by offering good meals at reasonable prices.
I’m not a fan of Morrissey but, that’s beside the point; this post is about what this song means to me, as I return to June of 2006. 🙂
(Deftones did a good cover of another song that I like as well.)
Read on for the lyrics.
I’ve just been catching up with my personal subscription feed on YouTube when this video popped up today. It’s always been one of my favourite Incubus songs among many others. I first saw this particular recording as part of the band’s Morning View Sessions DVD. It was the first time the song really spoke to me; the way Brandon omits some of the lyrics towards the end – you don’t get that on the studio recording and they’ve since done even better (Alive at Red Rocks, 2004, with bass-player Ben Kenney providing the vocals at the same point).
I experienced a sensation of warmth the day I met ‘May‘. Since then, I’ve found myself feeling cold, far too often.
Please read on to see the lyrics.
I’m suffering a bit right now, feeling a lot of emptiness after having shed a few tears nearly two-hours ago. Today, I was supposed to meet up with my best friend for the first time in over three months; five-months to the day since we first met in person. She’s had to call it off as she’s been in some physical pain this week, which I completely respect and understand, having injured my back twice in the last fortnight alone.
I might go in to more detail on this later this evening. For now, I’d like to share this song with you, which came up through my YouTube feed earlier, while waiting to hear from her:
I love this line (or two):
“What’s wrong with you is good
For what’s wrong with me”
That’s always spoken volumes to me for the way I feel about her and my attraction to someone with bipolar disorder. I’ve started reading a book written from the experiences of loving and caring for someone with the condition. I don’t mean to make it sound as though it’s unhealthy in any way; it just summarises how I feel we made one of our first connections.
- Bipolar Disorder – What to Say, What Not to Say (everydayhealth.com)
- Helping Other Sufferers, Catherine Zeta Jones Opens Up About Bipolar Disorder (contactmusic.com)
- Inpatient Treatment for Bipolar Disorder (everydayhealth.com)
You probably know it as well as I do; there’s only one person right know who I’m going create this playlist for and that’s ‘May’. The one person I love; the one person I will never be able to love. I haven’t quite decided how to do this but, I think I’ll start by posting a list of songs first, followed by the text to explain why. It’s going to be a list of songs that, in my mind, depicts the timeline of our abstract friendship since the beginning of May.
Day 24 – Make a Playlist to Someone and Explain Why You Chose All the Songs
(Just Post the Titles, Artists and Letter)
Well, it probably comes as no surprise to the majority of people reading this which band I’ve chosen to write this letter to… 😉 I might even write a second letter though, as there is another (solo) artist who has helped and inspired me throughout the last nine-years since I first discovered his own music away from the band he is (was) commonly associated with.
Day 13 – A band or artist that has gotten me through some tough ass days
I had a little bit of a ramble earlier with some of the niggling fears I’m still feeling after attending my writing course this week and, to prove that I am in a rather positive mood at the moment, I want to share with you one of my favourite songs at the moment.
It is by Incubus, of course and, it’s been high on my iPod’s playlist for… Well, when did the album come out? Last summer?!
It’s not so much for the lyrics with this one; it’s the mood, tempo and feeling. You may not think much of it at first (and, it is different to all of their previous work) but, I believe that it is worth seeing through until the end (it is also a LIVE recording).