So yeah, I'm bad at updating this page, but I haven't been posting in my other journal much either, so there you go.
Being that I work at a record store there is so much new music coming into my life that it's hard to say what I've been listening to alot recently, but If I had to suggest something, people should pick up the new Sage Francis. It's really fantastic.
So here is one of his works for the first record.
Hopeless
"I played connect the dots with your beauty marks
And I ended up with picture perfect sheet music
I read your musical notes with a composers eyes and heard our song for the first time
My spine is still tingling
Mental images of your fine tune is what Ive been nodding my head to lately
And every now and then you can catch me humming your nudity under my heavy breath
I heavily suggest you resurrect your ancient neglected dust collector
If you distrust the dissonance in my seldom plucked heart strings
Shit stripped
Before youre full-length perform you affections backwards
Maybe then youll understand the rhythm in my movement
Listen when the news is sent
Extend when the rules are bent
Ill be waiting to take your lead, make me a victim of your two-step
Make me an apprentice of your body parts
Teach me the dance to your beauty marks
Im stepping on toes here and I dont care
Its hopeless
Its hopeless
Its hopelessness
Its hopelessness holding this openness to blow a kiss
So close your lips but dont get pissed and throw a fist at this vocalist
Im not emotionless, in fact I broke my wrist when I wrote the list of all those I missed
THIS IS MY POKER FACE!
Mr. Feel nothing."
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Being that I work at a record store there is so much new music coming into my life that it's hard to say what I've been listening to alot recently, but If I had to suggest something, people should pick up the new Sage Francis. It's really fantastic.
So here is one of his works for the first record.
Hopeless
"I played connect the dots with your beauty marks
And I ended up with picture perfect sheet music
I read your musical notes with a composers eyes and heard our song for the first time
My spine is still tingling
Mental images of your fine tune is what Ive been nodding my head to lately
And every now and then you can catch me humming your nudity under my heavy breath
I heavily suggest you resurrect your ancient neglected dust collector
If you distrust the dissonance in my seldom plucked heart strings
Shit stripped
Before youre full-length perform you affections backwards
Maybe then youll understand the rhythm in my movement
Listen when the news is sent
Extend when the rules are bent
Ill be waiting to take your lead, make me a victim of your two-step
Make me an apprentice of your body parts
Teach me the dance to your beauty marks
Im stepping on toes here and I dont care
Its hopeless
Its hopeless
Its hopelessness
Its hopelessness holding this openness to blow a kiss
So close your lips but dont get pissed and throw a fist at this vocalist
Im not emotionless, in fact I broke my wrist when I wrote the list of all those I missed
THIS IS MY POKER FACE!
Mr. Feel nothing."
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