Thursday, August 12, 2010

What? I live here?


Today Ash and I went out to brunch. I'm sitting there at the Gaucho cafe and look out across the lagoon and I go...what? I live here? At any given time in Santa Barbara you are either looking at the ocean or mountains. Yeah, sometimes I feel isolated and I need to get out of here, but I have it pretty darn good.


What is natural beauty? Why is it that I think the ocean is the most beautiful thing, but my grandmother saw the desert as truly amazing? I mean, I can appreciate the beauty in almost anything. I think the puppies living at our house right now are beautiful. Yeah, Jill looks a little retarded and her eyes point in opposite directions, but she's beautiful.

Why do some people seem to appreciate natural beauty way more than others? Does everyone actually appreciate beauty equally, it's just that some are afraid to appear too sensitive or just have a shorter attention span so they don't verbally acknowledge it?


Tuesday, August 10, 2010

Music


Why is music such an emotional experience? Why is it that EVERYONE, I mean EVERYONE loves music. Is it because the singers and songwriters are expressing emotions that we have trouble expressing ourselves? When we hear these emotions it makes us feel like we are not alone? But then why do only some people love poetry?

Music always seems to make me feel better. If I need to get pumped, feel loved, celebrate, mourn, whatever, there's always the right song. When there's a new song on the radio it feels like a present. When an artist I love is coming out with a new album, I count the days and sometimes even pre-order. I save up money for months to make it to a live show. I cry, dance, smile, laugh at live shows. Music is something I connect with people over. If someone likes the same song or artist, there's an immediate reason to be friends.

Music lightens the mood, makes me miss someone, makes me regret something, makes me laugh about something I did. If a boy plays music, the
y're automatically more attractive. If a girl plays music or has a pretty voice, I want to be like her.

People quote lyrics, people quote musicians. If so
meone hasn't been to college, but they've made a career out of music, they're respected. Music is respected. Even the industry is respected.

I'm not going to say that some day I'll be a musician. I won't. I can't sing, I can't memorize notes, I can't write lyrics. Music will, however, always speak through me.

Music is the biggest cliche to ever exist. However, like most cliches, it's true and everyone knows it.

Wednesday, August 4, 2010

Home by The Goo Goo Dolls

A crowded room is full of empty faces
The deepest conversation full of lies
Another night with all my friends
The kind you never see again
I wonder if they see through my disguise

And I want to say
That I can't hold back
And I might be wrong
But it's all I have

Come take me home tonight
Come take me home
I need you now
I'm lost without you
A million miles
And I will find you
So take me home

It's 3 am and I can't sleep without you
I think I found the perfect words to say
A satellite transmits my voice
And sometimes we don't have a choice
I wake you up from half a world away

And I tried so hard
Tried to be so strong
But you see the cracks
My defense is gone

Come take me home tonight
Come take me home
Oh, I need you now
I'm lost without you
A million miles
But I will find you

Come take me home tonight
Come take me home

Oh, come take me home tonight
Come take me home

Come take me home tonight
(A satellite transmits my voice)
(Sometimes we don't have a choice)
Come take me home
(I wake you up from half a world away)

I need you now
I'm lost without you
I'm holding on
'Til I can find you