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Musical Inspiration

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Well, it’s no secret that I love Ingrid Michaelson’s work, and it’s also no secret I religiously listen to music when I write. I have to share this with you guys. It quickly became one of my favorite songs and recently provided some inspiration for me. I love how poetic this song is. Here’s a snippet of the lyrics:

I woke up this morning with a funny taste in my head.
Spackled some butter over my whole grain bread.
Something tastes different, maybe it’s my tongue.
Something tastes different, suddenly I’m not so young.
I’m just a stranger, even to myself.
A re-arranger of the proverbial bookshelf.

Here’s the song. Enjoy! :)

Marina, Lykke Li, & Bon Iver

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Am I in heaven? Why, yes, yes I am. Indie music heaven, that is!!

So, I’m particularly pleased with the free download from iTunes this week [no, that's not an endorsement for iTunes, I just happen to have an iPod & <3 it]. Anyway, the single is I am Not a Robot, by Marina and the Diamonds. I’m L-O-V-I-N-G this song (although the video is kinda strange, but I get it…you’re not a robot).

Here’s the video below. If you’re into Regina Spektor, Ingrid Michaelson, St. Vincent, or any of the other kick-a** indie chicks out there, you’re gonna dig this.

So, this little diddy is what started my YouTube video search. In the side bar, I notice way, way down at the bottom a little video entitled Lykke Li & Bon Iver doing ‘Dance, Dance, Dance’ in LA. (Please hold while I freak out just a little bit here.) HOW have I never come across this?!? I don’t know, but I think the music muses were on my side today. Mind the “That was f***ing fun, man” at the end, but it really is a load of fun. I wish I had that level of free-spirited artsy release sometimes.

And finally, but SOOO not least, I found an a cappella, impromptu version of For Emma by Bon Iver. Now, you must understand that For Emma, Forever Ago is one of my most favorite albums. It would be one of the handful that I’d pick if I were stranded on a deserted island somewhere. Jack Sparrow had his rum, I have my music. Just how it is. So naturally, For Emma is therefore one of my favorite songs. Why can’t I live in Paris or someplace where things like this just happen in my alleyway? *sigh* Oh well. We can’t have it all, huh?

So, for your listening pleasure: Bon Iver, For Emma:

So, thank you, iTunes for not only releasing a great song, but also triggering a rewarding treasure hunt!
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"Far Away"

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Whilst cleaning the kitchen today, which always seems to be overwhelmed by the dirty dishes in the sink, I was playing my iPod on our super-duper stereo system–benefits of being married to an IT guy include, but are not limited to, a super-duper stereo system that’s plugged into every electric entertainment device known to man–but, I’m digressing again!

Anyway, I was listening to said iPod, and one of my favorite songs came on: Far Away by Ingrid Michaelson. It’s from her 2007 album, Girls and Boys. I just love it; you can’t hear it and not smile…and not relate to it, or at least that’s been my experience.

I love the first part; it’s so idyllic and pretty and I can just imagine a peaceful life on the shore when I hear it. The second part is so familiar to me; I have been that girl, and I’d venture to say that most of you ladies have been that girl at one point or another yourselves.

Here are the lyrics, borrowed from lyricsmania.com

I will live my life as a lobsterman’s wife on an island in the blue bay.
He will take care of me, he will smell like the sea,
And close to my heart he’ll always stay.

I will bear three girls all with strawberry curls, little Ella and
Nelly and Faye.
While I’m combing their hair, I will catch his warm stare
On our island in the blue bay.

Far away far away, I want to go far away.
To a new life on a new shore line.
Where the water is blue and the people are new.
To another island, in another life.

Isn’t that first part great?? Sigh!

There’s a boy next to me and he never will be anything but a boy at the bar.
And I think he’s the tops, he’s where everything stops.
How I love to love him from afar.

When he walks right pass me then I finally see on this bar stool I can’t stay.
So I’m taking my frown to a far distant town
On an island in the blue bay.

Far away far away, I want to go far away.
To a new life on a new shore line.
Where the water is blue and the people are new.
To another island, in another life.

I want to go far away.
Away away, I want to go far away, away, away
I want to go far away, far away.

Where the water is blue and the people are new.
To another life, to another life.
To another shore line
In another life. Seriously, I’ve lusted (yes, I use the word lusted, but not in the totally naughty way. Insert “crushed” here if you prefer) after a boy from “afar.” LOVE it! And I’d love to escape to some place “where the water is blue and the people are new” sometime.

And here’s the song if you’d like to take a listen. I love it! :) Happy Monday!!