musical obsessions

thoughts on music, artists, albums, the industry

[nadyne]

you won't remember all my champagne problems

[nadyne]

come out and haunt me

[nadyne]

they're overjoyed in this world

[nadyne]

you say that we'll screw it up in these trying times

[nadyne]

I'm probably gonna let you down

[nadyne]

all I wanted was a sliver to call mine

[nadyne]

there's nothing to lose and nothing to prove

[nadyne]

I'll stare directly in the sun but never in the mirror

[nadyne]

me myself I've got nothing to prove

[nadyne]

Happy New Year's baby / we can probably fix it if we clean it up all day / or we could simply pack our bags and catch a plane to Barcelona 'cause this city's a drag

[nadyne]

and if you fall ill I will nurse you back to health / but darlin’ I can’t save you from yourself

[nadyne]

two years ago there just seemed so much more

RIP, Sinéad

[nadyne]

Figuring out that everything is such a learning experience, life is not linear. Embracing that change and embracing mistakes and celebrations and lessons. Because they're all part of that whole journey.

-- Courtney Barnett on her journey from "I've Got a Friend Called Emily Ferris" to her upcoming instrumental album End Of The Day

[nadyne]

shiver and say the words of every lie you've heard

[nadyne]

“It was incredibly moving, seeing how the artists and storytellers were dancing with the muses and the relationships with the songs themselves, which is outside of my relationship with” the music, says [Tori] Amos, who also has a home in England. She speaks of her songs as if they take on their own forms and lives once she has recorded them. “When they leave my studio at Cornwall and walk down the lane, some have short skirts on and I’m a little embarrassed, and some have a bottle of tequila. They’ll never be just mine again.” -- "Tori Amos fought for her songs 30 years ago. Now she’s celebrating them."

[nadyne]

I opened up my eyes And found myself alone Alone Alone above a raging sea That stole the only girl I loved And drowned her deep inside of me

[nadyne]

I let you fake it ‘cause I can’t take it