OK, I realized today that I have a crapload of articles to read (and I don't mean Maxim or GQ), but I had to post this one before it disappears from my mind forever.
So it seems that I've had this theme going on about songs that evoke unpleasant memories of late. Well, today, on my way to work, I got WXPN blaring on the radio and Sharon Jones and the Dap Kings were being featured on the show. For those of you who don't know SJ/DK and are fans of just good ol' stick-to-your-ribs kick ass music, she and her band are a must-check-out for all y'all. I made a link for those interested. Anyways, her new album is out and I heard lots of high praises about it, so this might very well be my next online purchase. Tonight, as I head to the library for some more late night studying, SJ/DK were once again, the topic of conversation on another radio station. So far so good. Then they play one of the songs from her new album, and that just made my whole night completely. Not only was it just a solid song with amazing vocals and the musical chops to match, but the message is just so blatantly clear and solid, it was like a good slap in the face that just brings you back to your senses. After a few weeks of being in a funk and being reminded of the Ex by any little ol' ditty, I think Sharon's song helped snap me out of it all.
So to Sharon and the band, wherever you folks are, thank you. God bless.
Song of the day: "Better Things" - Sharon Jones & The Dap Kings
That's right. I see you bobbin' and bouncing to this song. G'head witcha bad self.
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Monday, April 12, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
My moment of zen
When the alarm goes off @ 4:45am, I have to hit it a few times before I can roll off the bed. If I'm lucky, I eventually get up by 5 and it's off to the shower. A quick 10 minutes in the glorious hot water (btw, the house is a balmy 65 degrees when you wake), and I'm out again, shivering, drying off, and crazily getting geared up for the hospital: dress shirt-check, slacks-check, white coat stuffed with granola bars, pens, crackberry, itouch, ID badge, med/surg reference books-check, my lucky celtic spinner ring-check, check, and triple check. Then I grab my glasses, change bag, scarf, coat, and shoes and I'm off to do battle once more as a lowly med student in the germ-infested, pimp-question laiden halls of the hospital. 12+ hours of moving and shaking, and I'm back home to read and study some more (every once in a while, tutor and work @ the library) and sometimes the day doesn't end until after midnight.
I don't get much calm from the time I wake up to the time I hit the sack. So I thank God for what ever peace I can get...and lately, it's been the 5 minutes I spend warming up my car before driving to work. I turn the engine on, breathe a big lungful of crisp, cold air, and stare out at the winter sky, witnessing the first rays of dawn barely breaking through the dark velvet. I watch my breath form small cloud vapors and just zone out as they disappear silently. I quietly meditate on the windshield frost and wait patiently for that first water droplet to fall. Before I know it, it's time to go. So I hit the radio switch and tune in to NPR. And if I'm lucky, the morning show would play a song that gets me in the groove.
This morning, I got lucky (songwise, not...you know...but It'll do for now). And today was a good day.
Song of the day: "The Book Of Love" - Peter Gabriel (Scrubs sdtk)
I don't get much calm from the time I wake up to the time I hit the sack. So I thank God for what ever peace I can get...and lately, it's been the 5 minutes I spend warming up my car before driving to work. I turn the engine on, breathe a big lungful of crisp, cold air, and stare out at the winter sky, witnessing the first rays of dawn barely breaking through the dark velvet. I watch my breath form small cloud vapors and just zone out as they disappear silently. I quietly meditate on the windshield frost and wait patiently for that first water droplet to fall. Before I know it, it's time to go. So I hit the radio switch and tune in to NPR. And if I'm lucky, the morning show would play a song that gets me in the groove.
This morning, I got lucky (songwise, not...you know...but It'll do for now). And today was a good day.
Song of the day: "The Book Of Love" - Peter Gabriel (Scrubs sdtk)
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Breakup songs for Valentines day
I'm taking a cue from the NPR show "All Songs Considered" and at the suggestion of S&P, am posting a list of songs I think would be in my playlist for the subject of Breakups.
As always, feel free to add:
1. "Lesson Learned" - Ray LaMontagne
2. "Last Goodbye" - Jeff Buckley
3. "I'm Gonna Find Another You" - John Mayer
4. "Song For The Dumped" - Ben Folds Five
5. "Cry Me A River" - Harry Connick Jr. (The Justin Timberlake song w/ similar title is also substitutable)
6. "Sign On The Door" - Edwin McCain
7. "Parting Gift" - Fiona Apple
8. "Nothing But A Miracle" - Diane Birch
9. "The Reason Why" - Rachael Yamagata
10. "Interstate Love Song" - STP
Song of the Day: "All Is Full Of Love" - Bjork
...Just so everything doesn't seem too gloomy.
As always, feel free to add:
1. "Lesson Learned" - Ray LaMontagne
2. "Last Goodbye" - Jeff Buckley
3. "I'm Gonna Find Another You" - John Mayer
4. "Song For The Dumped" - Ben Folds Five
5. "Cry Me A River" - Harry Connick Jr. (The Justin Timberlake song w/ similar title is also substitutable)
6. "Sign On The Door" - Edwin McCain
7. "Parting Gift" - Fiona Apple
8. "Nothing But A Miracle" - Diane Birch
9. "The Reason Why" - Rachael Yamagata
10. "Interstate Love Song" - STP
Song of the Day: "All Is Full Of Love" - Bjork
...Just so everything doesn't seem too gloomy.
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