I hope he saved his money, because it’s got to be a bitch getting a job, when you’re only previous experience is writing a song about how lazy you are due to your drug use. Then again if they ever legalize it and tax it, I see a massive bidding war for the commercials.
Your day breaks, your mind aches
You find that all her words
of kindness linger on
When she no longer needs you
She wakes up, she makes up
She takes her time and doesn’t
feel she has to hurry
She no longer needs you
And in her eyes, you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years
You want her, you need her
And yet you don’t believe her
When she says her love is dead
You think she needs you
And in her eyes, you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years
You stay home, she goes out
She says that long ago she knew someone
but now he’s gone
She doesn’t need him
your day breaks, your mind aches
There will be times when all the things
she said will fill your head
You won’t forget her
And in her eyes, you see nothing
No sign of love behind the tears
Cried for no one
A love that should have lasted years
The day the clocks move forward is the worse day of the year, but at least after 6 months the clock in my room will be correct again.
He was everything an American Idol performance should be and never is. He took a song by a white emo type group and subtly emoted it into a joint worthy of Marvin Gaye, without a singly glory note or fake emotion. It was bad enough that he finished one out of the money to make it to the top twelve, but then they didn’t even invite him onto the wildcard show.
The show was so fixed this year. The judges raves all made it through and then they got to pick four more artists that they like. I dig what Adam Lambert does in a showy Freddie Mercury, David Bowie way, but no other contestant had the groove and feel of Joyner and he was the only contestant besides Adam that reworked a song instead of doing a Karaoke imitation.
How he wasn’t asked to come back for the wild card is a crime. Should I care about other things in my life more? Obviously but Ju’Not – dude you had it going on and you got screwed!
I was just watching some clips from Elvis Costello’s Spectacle show. One was Crying in the Rain with James Taylor, which really encapsuled the way I’ve been feeling, but James Taylor was James Tayloring in up.
I looked for a version by Nick Lowe and Dave Edmunds, who put out an EP of Everly Brothers stuff with the lone Rockpile album. The funniest moment of which is Edmunds audibly disgusted saying “It’s in A, Nick!” No dice.
Then I found this and I don’t know where the fuck it’s from. Did the Everly’s go to West Point or something? Sure is pretty tho.
“With the likelihood of being drafted for two years in the Army, on November 21, 1961, both Everlys joined the Marine Corp Reserves for six months. While in the Corps during the first half of 1962, they had a Top Ten hit with “Crying In the Rain,” but their military commitment restricted them from capitalizing with club dates and tours.”
Who knew?
