So. Today. Yes, it is today. I've actually got nothing to say for today. I'm kinda tired, and honestly, that's just the way things go for me. My car's still in the shop for those of you wanting to know about that, and for those who don't, I'm sorry I wasted so much of your time. Anyway, I guess the real thing to keep in mind here, is that there's nothing better than a well scheduled week. Of course, I wouldn't know, since my week isn't even remotely scheduled, let alone well. Enough random babbling, here's the song for the day. Or should I say. . .songs for the day? I should since there are two. Rejoice.

The first is from the Blade 2 soundtrack. Horrid movie, awesome song. Its from the trip-hoppers Massive Attack, in a collabo with Mos Def, who if you ask me, is 1/2 of the greatest pairing in rap right now. Either way, the song's a good song. The other song is by the Beastie Boys, one that was inspired by the conversation we had about drinking after the book study. Apparently, there are quite a few fans of Brass Monkey. It is a funky monkey. Enjoy.

I Against I - Mos Def & Massive Attack

Brass Monkey - Beastie Boys

My mood?

Recycling is our friend. . .

She was everything I'd ever dreamed,
a flame that seemed,
destined to burn forever,
whether, or not she said never,
make my worldplay clever.
Like can I introduce you,
induce you and seduce you,
with my lyrical praise, for days,
of your feminine ways.
Everytime you smile, you light up the room,
make my heart go boom,
like subwoofers camping 200 watts of surround sound,
and when I feel the pound,
of the conga drums when you walk,
I drool when you talk,
about thermonuclear devices.
You could tempt the righteous,
but you chose to tempt me?
I used to be so empty,
now i'm full with the feeling,
of how we were chilling,
I'm not dealing,
with this thought,
you're so homemade and never store bought.
or packaged shipped for entertainment.
You could be edutainment,
because I learn more about me,
everytime I'm with thee,
thou those thy,
I don't care about why,
whenever you walk by,
you make a me wipe a tear from my eye.
Poured into those jeans,
with half a can of Crisco if you know what I mean.
I could go on, but I gotta stay clean.
My imagination,
fueled by infuation,
crashes like the economy during a stagflation.
Your situation,
is constantly me hating,
with a side of never forgive.
Enough to make me want to live,
because at least you know i exist.
Don't get sympathetic,
I'm pathetic,
and being with you would be bad for my credit.
And though this needs a slight edit,
I roll back, close my eyes and try to forget it.
Bat the dawn of another day,
she simply will no go away.
She's not going away.

Friday. The day of Fri. I encourage all to enjoy a fried chicken meal from Popeye's. Be sure to give them my name as a reference. Because I like getting free stuff. Huh? Exactly. Anyway, since this is Friday, and I promise not to think deep thoughts, I'll leave the deep thoughts up to my guest for mp3's, Jon. Here he is.

Thanks Javester. On the very first CD I ever bought - Blur's The Great Escape - shortly after inheriting my first CD player, was this song, The Universal. It spoke to me. It said something along the lines of, "Hey what's up, this is music. You should listen to more of it, poser." Beautiful in simplicity and awesonimity, this song is so amazing it has never once gotten old to me over the past 7 years of my knowing if its existence and if anything it has only grown more potent and powerful. Because of me loving this song, I came to love the rest of this album, and then my love for this album expanded to include every other Blur album, and then I begin searching for more bands and eventually I had developed actual musical tastes. I saw Blur live twice last year, and to my utter joy, they played this song at the second show I attended. It was an awesome night because I had wanted to see them for years and years but never could because they began staying away from the USA tour-wise. Not only that, but Graham Coxen, Blur's (former) guitarist, was the single player that influenced me to start playing guitar myself. All this stemming from this one song. Rule.

Nice Jon. Here's the mp3.
The Universal - Blur

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So here I am. 22 years old. This day, 22 years ago, after three days of trying, I finally entered this world through somewhat unconventional means. A blank slate waiting to be told what to do, what to think, and what to believe, only to truly have life become one large lesson which has not yet made sense to me. Fortunately, the year between 21 and 22 was one of learning as well, because if I didn't learn, I'd probably be dead. What have I learned? Don't judge a book by its cover? Nah, that's pretty obvious. I've learned that my penchant to be blatantly honest, to always speak exactly what you think is dangerous, if not downright bad. I'm not saying lying is what I'm all about now, but I am saying is silence is golden. A golden golden thing. Sometimes being quiet is better than whatever you could think of to say, but then again, being quiet can often times be a downfall. What else did I learn? Well, not much more, but I did learn to trust my gut feelings. Sometimes, when you think something, and you see something, but then you try to deny that something, well that something is often right, and you've just set yourself up for a lot of denial and anger. I've also learned that being yourself is always the best way to make good friends. Changing between friends, trying to be everything to everyone just to be liked only results in you forgetting who you are. However generic that sounds, that's what I learned. There are a lot of things that I learned, but then again, here I am, and next year this time, I'll be typing out even more that I've learned. That's the interesting thing about life, to me at least, the more you live the more that you have to learn. There is no getting out of learning something, however much you may not want to. Ah well, enough of this boring spiel.

Here's the song of the day, week, moment, whatever. This is the song that made me start listening to rock. No lie. I used to listen to nothing but hip-hop, rap, and all that, and honestly, I got to a point in my life, when I realized that this was unhealthy. What else could there possibly be though? I mean what else could I listen to? I was watching MTV one day, when this really cool video came on. I kinda liked the video, but wasn't too fond of the song. The video was really funny though, so I watched it over and over again, and pretty soon I was singing the song along with the rest of the video, and now, well, now the rest is history. I love rock, in many, if not all, of its forms. Thanks Foo Fighters. That's right, the Foo Fighters. Here's the song:
Everlong - Foo Fighters

My mood?

Thinking. . .wishing. . .hoping. . .but never realizing. . .

You've left and now I have to live with myself,
And I'll never feel like this about anyone else.
I've got so many thing to regret,
that I wish I could just drink and forget.
I feel so ashamed about my mistakes when I sit back to count em,
so many regrets it take more than just alcohol to drown em.
I'd have to put holes in my chest,
and forget my problems by stopping my breath.
Either way I'm still sitting here digging this grave,
for the one thing in my life I wish to God I could save.
I took you for granted, I treated you just like a slave,
I don't know how you took it so long, I would've quit in two days.
By the time I realized, I guess it was too late,
That night when you said it was over, I just hoped and I prayed,
that my blindness wasn't a result of my ways.
You see I felt like this once and she ripped out my heart.
I'm not trying to justify but right from the start,
you were so perfect I'd wish and hope it'd die,
so whenever things were smooth I wouldn't even try.
But now at night I dream about us and I cry,
I may put on a front when you see me around all our friends,
because I gotta keep up the appearance that I'm a man.
But I'm not, I just a boy who's lost his whole world,
a hope that he tied up in this girl,
She was perfect in so many ways he just couldn't see,
that when I disrespected you, I was disrespecting me.
But now its over, this is seen all over my shoulder,
and it looks like this thing is getting colder and colder.
Its all my fault and I know as I get older,
the mistakes I make are are no good if I don't learn,
to seek wisdom from my follies and start to discern.
I made my mistakes and now I move on,
I guess its really a new twist on an old song.