The Same Four Songs

So I seem to be stuck on the same four songs. I just play them over and over again. Recently my mom bought me a headset with a mic because Skype is my main line these days. I discovered the joy of listening to music over the headset, as it is much more comfortable then the earbuds and having it so close to my ears brings out a richness that is beyond compare. I am just listening to the songs off of my computer, using iTunes, I could create a playlist but no, I just keep going back to the purchased list and starting it over again after the first four songs play.

The first is Lose Yourself by Eminem. I found it while researching for my iPod project and fell in love with the beat, then I decided to listen to the words. Yes I am kinda baffled that I am listening to Eminem, never thought I would see the day, and I think it is the one of the four that I am stuck on the most actually, sometimes I even stop before all four have played just to listen to this one again and again. The beat has really gotten to me and the whole thing starts off with M asking you if you had one chance to grab the one thing that you have always wanted would you grab it or “just let it slip” To which I thought ‘Oh I would blow it for sure, I would try but man I would fuck it up’ and wouldn’t you know it the character in the song (who is of course is M) does fuck it up. Of course he comes back and makes it big just to have it destroy his relationship with what is really important ect… I like the lyric referring to himself as “cold product” when the ho’s have had enough of him. Of course M is from D-town so there is that connection too. And that beat just really gets me. But fuck I mean it’s Eminem, I don’t listen to Eminem… Ah but it is a new time and as that little card that Mamma Philly gave me years ago says “Autumm knew it was time for a change”

The next is the Frey with How to Save a Life. I first heard this one on the premier of Grey’s Anatomy which I have dubed the best thing on television and if you can only watch one thing (and you should not watch much more) this would be it. It is a sad little tune with a uplifting feel that tells the story of a potential break up from a girls point of view (with a male voice too, love it) “And you begin to wonder why you came” I guess it speaks to me from the myriad of break-ups that I have been through and the hope that perhaps it is not too late for me and that that old maid game from years ago will not come true, I was so young, I did not even know what an old maid was, still even after they told me I was kinda relieved “oh is that all, I thought it was something really bad”. It has a nice piano too, soft and sweet. There is that Or at the end that gives me hope as well.

The next two are both from Gorden Lightfoot. The first is Sundown. It just has that feel, I don’t know how to describe it really. It is just so homey, so real, so to the heart. Of course the song itself is scandalous, and so much more so then the Eminem song. “In a room where you do what you don’t confess” But we all have a little naughty side that we don’t want to talk about “She don’t always say what she really means” But I can’t figure out what a prostitute is doing creepin’ round Gorden’s back still. I have tried to Google it but no luck, if anyone can figure this one out please let me know.

The second from Gordon and the fourth and final of my list is the Edmond Fitzgerald starting with that electric over acoustic sound that strikes to my center and the lyrics that speak in Michigan terms and make me feel nostalgic. “The legend lives on from the Chippewa on down to big lake they call Gitche Gumee.” I was able to find some info on this one. I thought that Gitche Gumee was like some little lake off of Superior but actually the Indians called Superior Gitche Gumee. I kinda like that as the song is incredibly sad, and it takes place in November and here we are on the edge of Samhain, but this little use of a native language and the lyrical impressions of all of the lakes at the end of the song bring me home and remind me of the land that are beyond these four walls that surround me while I use my computer to draw a autumn leaf as an assignment.

Sometimes I let it play and the Dixie Chicks remind me that they are not ready to make nice and that it is okay to be pissed off politically. But for the most part it is these four over and over while I draw my leaf and wait for Daisy to come over and for the Skype to ring and pause iTunes.