Song Break

hedonist wrote:

It's been quite a while (ok, years, actually) since I've poked my head through this particular door. Where have ABook and El Kabong (my fellow Tool fan) gone to?

dont know what happened to Abook but ElK morphed into pepe silvia. last we heard he got married and moved houses. so i guess hes eyeball deep in domestic bliss and an actual life.

just heard this on the radio at work.. have not listened to this cd in 5 years or so...gotta dig that one out at some point...

Got a box full of letters,
Think you might like to read
Some things that you might like to see,
But they're all addressed to me

Wish I had a lotta answers,
'Cause that's the way it should be
For all these questions,
Being directed at me

I just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read

You'll come back again
And I'll still be your friend

I got a lot of your records,
In a separate stack
Some things that I might like to hear,
But I guess I'll give 'em back

I wish I had a lotta answers,
'Cause that's the way it should be
All these questions
Being directed at me

Just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read

You'll come back again,
And I'll still be your friend

I can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read

Just can't find the time
To write my mind
The way I want it to read

I think Thom is one of those with a voice not necessarily considered "good", but damned honest - from the soul. Kinda like Shannon Hoon's, in a way. It either resonates or not.

Both do with me.

My falling-for-them moment was upon first hearing OK Computer, well after it was released (as has happened with much of my beloved music).

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1FeIF-7fhkE

It's amazing how much time love saves you at first
When you rediscover your reason to work
And your aimless dreaming has found a target and
You normalize and greet all function returned

Came home early, a quarter to two
I don't need more wine, I'm coming for you

We carry pictures in our pretend wallets
Of ourselves in heavily edited seventies
With better handwriting and longer days at the park
And dinners with no drama, the Professor, and Mary Ann

Came home early, a quarter to two
I don't need more wine, I'm coming for you

When I was young
I didn't know if I was better off asleep or up
Now I've grown up
I wonder what was that world I was dreaming of?

When I was young
I didn't know if I was better off asleep or up
And I've grown up
I wonder what was that world I was dreaming of?
What was that world I was dreaming of?
What was that world I was dreaming of?

Late summer return
Airless apartment I lean out the window
Deals on irregular shirts
Same fright delight as last year more so

When I was young
I didn't know if I was better off asleep or up
Now I've grown up
I wonder what was that world I was dreaming of?
What was that world I was dreaming of?
What was that world I was dreaming of?

Now I've grown up
I wonder what was that world I was dreaming of?
What was that world I was dreaming of?
What was that world I was dreaming of?

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gWO_QgTW ... ture=share

Oh, Joni.

Oh, Maynard.

Oh, America, my friend.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i41BJKfZF38

One of those comforting memories that has stayed with me...more than ten years ago, on the old incarnation of this board, I remember listening to and posting about this song late at night - Nothingman, Milan 2000.

Kat! I think you were there that evening, along with PJMom. It was a night much like this...peaceful. Tonight, soft rain, and candle-lit.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=QEuzTSj8 ... 9731365B70

Those voices in unison - "once divided" (ironic, I know) - still gets me....right here.