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“Change on the Rise,” Avi Kaplan

artI’ve spent the last several days getting stuff done around the house.  It’s been productive, and I’m stepping into the week with a clean house and two whole weeks to do with as I please, so I’m happy to have put in the time to get stuff done.  I’ve got some ideas for paintings I’m looking forward to getting started on, I’ve got a couple of books I’m raring to keep reading, and I’m planning on binge watching a couple of select shows on my own (I like watching things with my husband, but I like having a few things that are just “mine,” you know?)

While cleaning, I’ve been watching and listening to YouTube, and after gorging myself on old Pentatonix vids and lamenting the (now years old; still not over it, tbh) loss of Avi, I decided to check up on him.

AHHHHHHH DID NOT DISAPPOINT.  (I have a slight Avi… problem).

Without the light
Oh the darkness comes
Hold through the night
The shadows will run

Fend off the enemy
Sing out the jubilee
With all the fire we can breathe

We’re singing all day and you can’t tame it
High tide or low tide you know
Night time or morning time
We’re going strong
Headed up down the river oh Lord
I feel the reveling
I feel a change on the rise

What good’s a man
Who’s lost his soul
Can’t take a stand
When his flame’s gone cold

Fend off the enemy
Sing out the jubilee
With all the fire we can breathe

We’re singing all day and you can’t tame it
High tide or low tide you know
Night time or morning time
We’re going strong
Headed up down the river oh Lord
I feel the reveling I feel a change on the rise

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“Can’t Help Falling in Love,” Kina Grannis

artI am ecstatic that I am on break.  I am also overwhelmed by the amount of things I want to do.  Now.  All at once.

Among other possible diagnoses, I had once bounced around the idea that perhaps part of This Thing In My Head was maybe cyclothymia, because while my mood swings and my moods themselves were never as intense as those of my bipolar friends, I definitely cycle through periods of down moods interspersed with manic-like ambition and tendencies (I mean, some of that can also be explained by ADHD, which is why I really want to get an assessment done), but the relevant point is, there are periods of my life when I just… want to do.  I just want to do everything — let’s overhaul the house!  Let’s start a YouTube channel!  Let’s put together a podcast! Let’s take a pole class!  Let’s learn how to paint!  Let’s write a zine!  AND LET’S DO IT ALL AT THE SAME TIME!!

It’s thrilling and exhausting and frustrating and kind of scary.  It’s what I’m moving through right now, with my new mantra of patience, planning, and prioritizing, and just… trying to stay calm and grounded.

Which is all a very, very long-winded way of saying: I  love this song in all it’s iterations; it calms me and makes me happy, and so I have been listening to it a lot lately, in the hopes of quieting my headspace.  Here’s my absolutely favorite version.

Wise men say only fools rush in
But I can’t help falling in love with you
Shall I stay?
Would it be a sin
If I can’t help falling in love with you?

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can’t help falling in love with you

Like a river flows surely to the sea
Darling so it goes
Some things are meant to be
Take my hand, take my whole life too
For I can’t help falling in love with you
For I can’t help falling in love with you.
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“From Eden,” Hozier

artHardly a breakthrough musical discovery, the song that I’ve found myself repeatedly listening to this week is five years old and has 45M views on YouTube, but I will be honest, I never heard people talking it up until recently.

I don’t listen to the radio — we tune into NPR when we turn the radio on at all, and besides that it’s all old digital music we’ve accumulated through the years or else podcasts — so I rely on places like the hive-mind over at Tumblr to point me in the direction of songs I might like or artists I might be interested in.  In the last few weeks, the Ineffable Husbands fandom has taken a particular shine to Hozier (I don’t blame them) and in particular the song “From Eden.”

I’ve listened to it a lot in the last few days, along with some of Hozier’s other stuff¹, and have to wonder — as much as I absolutely adore “Take Me to Church” — why I haven’t (until very recently) heard more people talking about more of his stuff?

Babe, there’s something tragic about you
Something so magic about you
Don’t you agree?

Babe, there’s something lonesome about you
Something so wholesome about you
Get closer to me

No tight side, no rolling eyes, no irony
No ‘who cares’, no vacant stares, no time for me
Honey you’re familiar like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits prison, chivalry fell on it’s sword
Innocence died screaming, honey ask me I should know
I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

Babe, there’s something wretched about this
Something so precious about this
Oh what a sin

To the strand a picnic plan for you and me
A rope in hand for your other man to hang from a tree

Honey you’re familiar like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on it’s sword
Innocents died screaming, honey ask me I should know
I slithered here from Eden just to sit outside your door

Honey you’re familiar like my mirror years ago
Idealism sits in prison, chivalry fell on it’s sword
Innocence died screaming, honey ask me I should know
I slithered here from Eden just to hide outside your door



¹ 
Speaking of “other songs,” does “Angel Of Small Death And The Codeine Scene” give anyone else serious Hadestown vibes, or is it just me?

Friyay

Friyay!

friyay positivityHuzzah!  Another week down.  I felt so, so much better this week overall, even though both worksites were unusually hot (like, I know we’re going through a heat wave, but when did a/c stop being, like, a thing?)  I think my body has finally readjusted to getting up and actually having to get up and leave the house at 6:30 am, instead of plopping down in front of Tumblr at 9:00 am and eating pretzel dogs all day.

So, what are some of the shareable highlights of the week??

To Listen To

I’m in Queen fandom anyway, and my other primary fandom recently is also pretty Queen-centric; plus I’m obsessed with a capella, so it was only a matter of time before I stumbled upon this medley.  I really enjoy all of Peter’s stuff, and this was a special treat.

BONUS:

“DO MOVIES!”  My son and I got a kick out of this one, as well  (I had to tell him what literally all the movies were, but he was into it).

To Watch

Queer Eye Season 4 premieres today! You can bet your ass I will be binging it this weekend.

To Buy/Get Hype About

Where are all my fall fiends — all the people who are obsessed with autumn??  Because Dollar Tree is pushing fall decor and a lot of it is hella cute and I need to go shopping soon.

To Read

The Only Heaven, by fellowshipofthefandoms (Good Omens).  This fic is what I consider a very unique take on a particular headcanon.  It’s stylistically unique and does interesting and beautiful things with language (and pronouns, of all things).

What’s listed you up this week?

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Mount Moon, “You Don’t Know”

art.pngSo, I had to go and make a graphic explicitly for those moments when I encounter, see, hear, or watch something that I want to share solely because it speaks to me on some level, but not necessarily in a way that… lifts me up (i.e., something I would save for Friyay posts).  This is the first post of its kind, but I don’t foresee it being anywhere close to it’s last.

I first encountered this song through Welcome to Night Vale, but I return to it with fair frequency, and on more reflective/melancholy days, I relate to it more closely than I would necessarily like to.  I’m in a pretty good mood at the moment, but I listened to it on a whim this morning and thought now was as good a time as any to share it.

There once was a time that we knew damn well we’d be wise beyond our years
Now we’re old and it just seems we’re getting dumber
There once was a rhyme that would bring peacefulness to both of our ears
But this music lets us know that we’re not getting any younger

My mother would not be proud of my mouth
But I can’t get a sentence out without some sacrilege or sounding like a sailor
Every time I go home for the holidays and tell her how it’s been, the look on her face says it’s obvious I have failed her

But you don’t know
No, you can’t go where I’ve been
And I don’t know
No, I’ll never get where I’m going

And every day I hear somebody say something like
“Yeah, I just got back from China backpacking and giving food to children”
I have never strayed too far away from this east coast where I remain
In my heart I am so envious I could kill them

And I am running out of time to do the things I used to say that I
Was put on this earth to do by God in His heaven
Seems that I believed in something then
Dear lord, what happened to my head?
Now the days go by so fast I have no time to let ’em sink in

But you don’t know
No, you can’t go where I’ve been
And I don’t know
No, I’ll never get where I’m going
And you don’t know
No, you can’t go where I’ve been
And I don’t know
No, I’ll never get where I’m going