The chorus has Bollywood feel! And the pouty "nah-nah-nah"s are somehow adorable rather than obnoxious. I don't know how, but she rides that line so well.
There's no room in this world for grey any more. You're either for us or against us. A friend or an enemy. Black or white, because extremes are easier. The grey middle ground takes thought and compassion and intelligence and difficult discussions; hard work that no one wants to do any more. It's much easier to label someone as the opposition, throw logic and compassion out the window, and go on the attack.
Fully expected the commenter was a woman. Well-intentioned and completely wrong. I saw Fiona last year and while I had the same thought about how unhealthy she looked, no thought in my head said "Yell at her about it!" She took full command of the stage, the piano, the microphone, the band, and simply had at it. Her health set aside (which we must do, unfortunately), her skills are far from lacking.
Oh I love the taste! But I could see it being weird, and yeah it totally does work. I think the Cold Care kinda tastes worse somehow. Too much licorice.
I'm sticking to my diet for the most part but today got the better of me and I went to one of those yogurt places where you add your own toppings and I only regret it a little bit. Also I forgot about the John Mayer concert tonight that I promised myself I'd go to, but it's 2 hours away and I'm just so old and tired and full of despair. Do I drive a total of 4 hours in one evening to see some music when I could stay in town and see Menomea and the Helio Sequence instead? Or better yet, stay home and ice my knee? So many non-problems.
This week is going slowly, but good freaking lord how is it October already...
AND you included Passengers!!! EXCELLENT. Listening to Miss Sarajevo used to make me cry in an instant; I bought a weird bootlegged copy of it in St. Petersburg, Russia and listened to it on my discman... MEMORIES.
The only thing you're wrong about here is Springsteen; he fills me with rage.
I've rolled my eyes plenty of times at U2, but I've also loved them since I was able, which started in about 1989 when I first checked Joshua Tree out of our local library, on cassette. Even then I marveled that they'd already been a band for exactly the same amount of time I'd been alive. Nearly 34 years is a long freaking time to stay consistent.
Plus I always feel painfully aware of the fact that Jake Gylenhall is acting, almost like he doesn't want us to forget that he's not really the guy he's playing on the screen.
Great video. This soon-to-be 34 year old will be seeing Pearl Jam for the first time in less than two months (birthday present!)... since the first days of listening to Ten I never thought I'd see them live.
It's totally cool to cry at a Pearl Jam concert, right?
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