Ears to Hear With and Eyes to Cry With…
Wow.
I haven’t been here in a while; hope it’s not all weird.
I won’t say much other then the fact that I am polishing my playlist of songs that I really enjoy listening to in the background while thinking deeply and enjoying an incredible cabernet.
I hope that it shows just enough about me without giving too much away as to regular underlying themes in my live that lead me to enjoy probably more cabernet than I should.
I felt the need to get away once again from my usual blog and start anew. I need to wipe the slate clean, seeing as how I don’t very much having my thoughts be so readily accessible to certain people.
Sometimes it just feels right to dump it all on complete strangers.
I knows it’s only a matter of time before this blog is discovered and checked up on a daily basis for any little tidbit of information that might garner one an insignificant metal victory due to the belief that the inner turmoil expressed within the confines of this page are literal proof of immature, high school-esque war won due to the fact that I am showing my cards. Expressing mental anguish and exasperation with living alone.
Who knows? It could all just be in my head.
This page may very well remain undiscovered and remain a safe haven for my rambling babbling brook of a thought stream.
So anyhow, my playlist is as follows:
1. Tristan Prettyman – Void
2. Shannon Stephens – So Gentle Your Arms
3. Damien Rice – The Blower’s Daughter
4. Kate Earl – Silence
5. Coldplay – Sparks
6. Ray LaMontagne – Empty
7. Rachael Yamagata – Be Be Your Love
8. Laura Veirs – Spelunking
9. Shannon Stephens – Panic
10. John Mayer – Comfortable
11. Jack Johnson – Wrong Turn
12. Shannon Stephens – Air So Thick
13. Tristan Prettyman – When It Rains
14. Matt Costa – Lullaby (feat. Jack Johnson)
15. Jill Sobule – Rock Me To Sleep
16. Shannon Stephens – I Don’t Want to Go
17. Andrew Bird – Action Adventure
18. Bitter Sweet – Moody
19. Sia – Sunday
I realize, only after typing out the playlist that it’s a little Shannon Stephens heavy. I have been quite fond of her, as well as Damien Rice and the new Ray LaMontagne.
I am always amazed by playlists and mixtapes and such. They are often made with someone else in mind, but when you listen to it, one can’t help but try to place themselves in the creator’s shoes and try to imagine how they felt or what was running through their hearts and minds at that time.
Regardless of what’s going on in my head right now, it’s getting me through this rut I seem to be in right now in my life and for that I am thankful that I still have ears to hear with and eyes to cry with.
There is no war won or lost here, no battle scars to tend too; just growing pains of a heart that has been allowed to grow.
