Sexy Chick- David Guetta

This song is the most hilarious thing I have listened to in a long time. While driving at 6am to pick up coffee for half of the base, one of the SSgts I work with pointed out some of it's finer points.

"I'm tryna find the words to describe this girl without being disrespectful" (thesis)

Wow, I really like this girl! How can I describe her? Gorgeous? Beautiful?

"Girl, you's a sexy bitch"

Ok, I need some sort of modifer...

"Damn, you's a sexy bitch"


...And so on and so forth. I considered posting the music video but... yeah no. Hipster cred aside, it is too shameful.

My Song for this past year

As this year is about to burn into the next, I discovered quite by mistake, this incredible song. For whatever reason, it is my song of the past year. Sean Hayes's record recording is gorgeous, as is "The Be Good Taynas" rendition.



A Thousand Tiny Pieces

Let’s play this one out, until it explodes
Into a thousand tiny pieces
What’s the story universe
You are melody in numbers
You were shapes you were rhythms
There are signs that we can learn
Place over the heavens
To predict how long we’ll burn
How long will I last?
Can you turn up the heat?
What star am I circling?
What’s circling me?
Am I ebb, am I flow?
My lack of control
Turn it on, turn it up
Say yes, play no

Things keep changing
Things keep changing
Things keep changing

The Some of it All

If she loves all
and I simply love some
then it makes infinitely more sense
to place her name alongside yours in
this equation.

The things I do not love-
The incomprehensible silence in which I have no part
The shared disliked for practical things
Count against me like so many negative numbers.

But the depth with which I love
the sleepy rims of your inscrutable eyes
and the way your calm mind anchors my chaotic space
The sum of this all.

Might not this be calculated in a way that tips the
balance of your heart to me?

Dr. Dog

As close to Brian Wilson as we get in this less than exalted time.

Bah

This is what I say to the everything and the everyone that insist on sticking me in the gut with their insufferable indifference.

Spring

Across from my church is a large field which as of today, is finally snow free. March is forcefully turning over the decaying page of Chicago winter to a slightly soggy but yet unblemished new Spring. This afternoon, I will walk barefoot across that field, enjoying the icy water that squinches between my toes-- a reminder of the season that has past, but a welcome harbinger of things to come.

I know this song is slightly offensive because of it's slight use (ok, blatant use) of the f word. However, I think it is one of the most gorgeous, heartfelt break up songs I've heard in awhile so I am shelving my puritan disapproval and showing Sean Hayes a little blog love. Incidentally, it may be the use of this ugly word which makes me feel such intense empathy for the subject of this song. Perhaps it is because it is so shocking and vulgar that I feel it is so appropriate for this subject matter.