On April 1 — but this is TRUE! — I was listening to the UK Top 40 Chart Rundown (it was the day Gorillaz went back up).
At (I think) no.6, Wheatus, Teenage Dirtbag: a song I half-like in a ho-hum, easily-pleased, not-much-bothered kind of a way.
I'm maing a thing, this particular Sunday, of listening to the entire chart-qua-chart. Out of nowhere, at the climactic moment in the song — when he does the squeaky girlie voice and sings (as answer to his male dirtbag self) "a ticket to Iron Maiden maybe" — sudden massive lump-in-throat resolves into tears standing in eyes resolves into actual wet cheeks. As much as anything, as the song winds up, I am dumbstruck at this effect: I don't believe I've EVER cried at music before.
So: your equivalent — the moment when feelings you didn't imagine you had (didn't want to have) suddenly sandbagged you... and the more ludicrous the catalyst the better.
― mark s, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
OK, apposite to another thread this, too.
I was at a disco with Isabel. It was full of pricks - we hated it,
really bitchy atmosphere (it was some kind of school reunion thing of
hers, none of her friends had turned up). I had nothing to say to
anyone and got steadily drunker and refused to dance. She, rightly,
got cross at this and at the general atmosphere and sulked.
Finally I agreed that the next time a slow song came on I would dance
with her to it. Lo and behold it was Bob Marley, "Redemption Song".
As all the lowest representatives of my 'social strata' swayed in
their DJs and cummerbunds and tried for a quick grope I was filled
with images of BOB'S RIGHTEOUS STRUGGLE and how all that had happened
was that he'd died and his LIBERATION MUSIC was being used to
soundtrack the fumblings of catty debs in training, and like Mark, my
cheeks they did moisten.
Later on as I recall I threw up in Isabel's toilet. Not my finest
― Tom, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Robin Carmody, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
since then i listen to it occasionally - to remind me why im racing,
and what im racing from.
― geordie racer, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― ethan, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
Um, anyhow, I get really tense when the song "Good Morning" by the
Beatles comes on. Not because of the fact that the song is awful, but
because I went through about 5 years of my life being woken up every
single morning, even weekends, by my mom putting on the Sgt. Pepper's
vinyl to "Good Morning" and just playing the rooster crow and "GOOD
MORNING! GOOD MORNING!" over and over and over again until I'd get up
to entertain her. Because she thought it was funny. So when that song
comes on, I get really, really tense. It happened tonight, I couldn't
even finish my dinner because of it. It's just a learned response, I
― Ally, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Grim Kim, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
Oh, and I've totally flipped out at Jem before. It's really weird but
I used to think about it all the time. It'd really upset me, Jem's
boyfriend (Rio?), he'd go out with Jerica AND Jem, but he didn't know
Jerica and Jem were the same person so in his mind he was dating two
chicks, but since they were the same girl she knew he was cheating
and didn't that bother her? What's going on here? I'd get really
upset to the point where my mom had to take away my Jem dolls because
I kept defacing the boyfriend doll. I'm honestly not making this up.
I can't deal with Jem because of this.
― Kim, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― stevie t, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
Most recent occassion was hearing that Brian Adams trance track
extremely loud in a clothes shop down Oxford Circus. Seeing the video
on a mega-screen above a melee of girls fighting over the reduced
racks, it was like a vision of the future, lucky I was in a good mood
― K-reg, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Tom, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
Mind you, I cried at The Fly so I am a pretty unreliable one on that
Record wise "Grudge Fuck" by the Scud Mountain Boys (previous
mentioned) always brings a tear to my eyes, which as I have said
before I found rather unlikely due to it being a song called Grudge
― Pete, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― gareth, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― james e l, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
Music: I'd listened to The Cure's "From the Edge of the Deep Green
Sea" quite a few times and enjoyed the ripping guitar throughout, but
one time the lyrics just caught me. I was fascinated throughout, like
a trainwreck, but when Smith got to "...just as I'm breaking free/she
hangs herself in front of me/drops her dress like a flag to the
floor/and hands in the sky surrenders it all..." I just lost it. Felt
a chill run up my back and had to sit down.
Visual: Sometimes it's the stupidest things that set me off. Once I
welled up with tears at a Star Trek:TNG episode, for pete's sake.
Most notable, though, was the episode of the Simpsons where Homer
leaves his job at the power plant and has to come crawling back to
Burns afterward. Burns installs a sign in his workstation that
reads "DON'T FORGET: YOU'RE HERE FOREVER". Later in the episode
someone wonders why there are no photos of Maggie in the photo album,
and it pans back to his workstation, where the photos of Maggie are
pasted all over that sign, obscuring enough of it so that it now
reads "DO IT FOR HER". I wept. How lame.
― Sean Carruthers, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
The reason I haven't posted a specific song is that songs used to be
able to make me cry with an alarming frequency -- I don't think I
could even begin to remember them all. Nothing lately though, though
I am loving a lot more music this year than I have the past couple of
years. That's probably more to do with me than with the state of
music. However, I do find something really poignant about One More
Time though -- something about it to me suggests it is the last party
they will ever be having, so they're making the most of the
situation. Maybe I'm reading too much into it, though.
― Nicole, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― a quiet background presence, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
as far as the simpsons go, in the episode where homer meets his
mother, the end leaves me misty-eyed, when the credits are run and
instead of the normal black background, it's an image of the sky
filled with stars and of a relatively small homer sitting on the hood
of his car just looking up at them.
― fred solinger, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
That's why I feel slightly befuddled when I hear people talking about
the new Missy video, etc. -- when does MTV show videos??? Every time
I turn it on it is some "making of such and such video" or one of
those ridiculous "real world/road rules challenges", so I have pretty
much given up on mtv. Maybe if I had m2 it would be a different story.
It isn't lame either, obviously.
― mark s, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Mitch Lastnamewithheld, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
there's this part at the end of a mystery
science theater tape i have where joel and
the robots sing some intentially-
sentimental 20s vaudeville-type song about
taking off the greasepaint and then the no-
lyrics credits version of the theme plays
and the part where it says 'keep circulating
the tapes' and they thank the teachers of
america just gets me every time. there's
really a melancholy mood around that whole
episode actually (it's 'pod people', for those
familiar with the show. probably the best
thing they ever did).
is transcending your own irony the ultimate
goal of humanity today? re: that episode and
― ethan, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
Good taste in shows you have there. ;-)
― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
Stop me before I quote everything. Love that show. And the thing is,
that instrumental end music is beautifully emotional as you say, the
more so because if it was presented as a straightforward piece on a
serious show, it wouldn't work as well. Context is important.
There was a very clever, heartstrings-yanking use of "Angels" on the
recent end-of-series epsiode of "Casualty" about two weeks ago (more
trash Robin). I won't bore you with the details but anyone who saw it
will know what I mean.
― David, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Melissa W, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
I find it impossible to imagine *any* use of "Angels" being clever or
yanking the heartstrings. God how I hate that song.
― Robin Carmody, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
And that's what this thread is about: except your story, Robin, was
about being pushed from anger to more anger — I couldn't work out
where the SURPRISE came in.
― mark s, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
So I suppose I've got to think of something more appropriate. In
that case, quite recently: after a moment of acute, profound public
humiliation, hearing Shaggy's "It Wasn't Me" entering at number one.
Suddenly its defiant plea of innocence became wholly personal and,
essentially, what I wanted to believe was true, but I knew wasn't.
Scritti Politti's "Oh Patti (Don't Feel Sorry For Loverboy)" has done
that to me after a couple of recent minor depressions, as well.
― Luptune Pitman, Sunday, 13 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
2. Stevie T's story is so sad!
3. October 1991, looking out a window at night on the grass running
down to the lake, and the Yanks romping outside (always seemed funnt
when 'Nightswimming' came out a year later). Eurythmics' 'Shame'
plays, and its tinkling seems like the sound of the passing of our
years; as, come to think of it, did the lonesome keening fade-out of
the Psychedelic Furs' 'Love My Way' on the east coast of Ireland 2
― the pinefox, Wednesday, 23 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
The spooky climax to Benny Hill's "Ernie (The Fastest Milkman In The
West)" - "Ernie was only 52*/He didn't wanna die" [...] "was that the
trees-a-rustlin'? Or the hinges of the gate?/Or Ernie's ghostly
gold-tops a-rattlin' in their crate?" - always jerked chilly tears
from me as a toddler (it's the angel's chorus, the strings and the way
Benny phrases 'of the gate'). Utterly astounded and not a little
embarrassed to find myself choked seeing the video again on TOTP2
(Nick - do we have 52 yet?)
― Michael Jones, Wednesday, 23 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Robin Carmody, Wednesday, 23 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― ethan, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Kris, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Melissa W, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Sterling Clover, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
Also, driving with a friend recently and both of us singing along to "I Promise" and me feeling sad that we weren't dating.
― the pinefox, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Tracer Hand, Wednesday, 30 May 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Mark, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (nineteen years ago) link
― Melissa W, Friday, 28 December 2001 01:00 (eighteen years ago) link
t.A.T.u., "Show Me Love":
"Like a game of pick-up sticks / played by f#*!ing lunatics"
Dunno why, ambushed every time.
― anatol_merklich, Saturday, 13 December 2008 02:24 (eleven years ago) link
The break in Chrissie Hynde's voice on the line "won't let nobody hurt you" in "I'll Stand By You" always brings a lump to my throat.
The perfect combination of song and movie can really mess me up. I know a lot of people hate it, but the Aimee Mann "Wise Up" segment in Magnolia is achingly, beautifully sad. Hell, I get choked up at the end of Koyaanisqatsi.
On the joyful end, during the live performance of "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" by Chaka Khan and Montell Jordan in the Standing in the Shadow of Motown documentary, when the band hits that crescendo and the gospel choir enters...tearful bliss.
― Hideous Lump, Saturday, 13 December 2008 04:27 (eleven years ago) link
Radio 2 are right now playing a song by ACKER BILK. He has just started singing. It is a good thing Robin C is not listening, or he might be getting very angry!!
― the pinefox, Saturday, 24 January 2009 09:27 (eleven years ago) link
"was that the trees-a-rustlin'? Or the hinges of the gate?/Or Ernie's ghostly gold-tops a-rattlin' in their crate?"
― the pinefox, Saturday, 24 January 2009 09:30 (eleven years ago) link
They played Acker Bilk on Radio 2 last night!
― the pinefox, Monday, 9 February 2009 15:54 (eleven years ago) link
acker bilk was on local news last week, he has just celebrated his 80th birthday (i think).
― mark e, Monday, 9 February 2009 16:15 (eleven years ago) link
Little April Showers from the Bambi Soundtrack recently on a TV ad, kills me totally.
― MaresNest, Monday, 9 February 2009 18:42 (eleven years ago) link
In my elementary school there was this "popular" kid I'll just call Matt. Matt was tall, athletic, liked by girls, etc. etc. I was unathletic and somewhat picked on in school, and he was among a group of kids that sometimes picked on me. He wasn't the worst of the bunch, but he was mean sometimes, and I resented him very much, in part just because of that cosmic unfairness of there being a tall, charismatic, athletic blonde guy who everyone liked, while of course so few people saw all of MY obvious good qualities, or didn't appreciate my intelligence, yada yada, bitter nerd stuff etc.
When we were in fourth or fifth grade, his father suddenly passed away. I remember my parents said something to me about how I should offer my condolences to him. I remember it seemed like the whole grade was abuzz with his father's death. I think in my resentment I imagined that if *my* father died, people wouldn't be acting as sad about it, this was all just because he was popular! Part of me still knew the right thing to do would be to just go and say "I'm sorry about your father Matt." But I kept thinking about doing it and then backing away, and in the end, I never said a word.
I doubt if he even kept track of who offered him condolences or ever noticed I didn't, but this bothered me for a long time after, and I felt very guilty about it, although I never really knew the guy past seventh or eighth grade and eventually forgot it completely.
Today I was browsing facebook, and it suggested him in the "people you may know" category, and I clicked out of curiosity. There are pictures of him, looking like a very regular adult dude with his wife, and he has a toddler, about my daughter's age. Somehow when I saw this I started to tear up. I almost want to message the guy and say something about it, but the last time someone did one of those "long lost apology" things to me, it was just out of nowhere and totally surprising.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:07 (six years ago) link
i get this, to a degree. i felt the "bitter nerd stuff etc." in jr. high and high school.
you're a better person than me, because i don't think i'd have had later regrets about failing to offer condolences. i have thought, in retrospect, that maybe some of the injustices done to me were the product of my imagination, or exaggerated in my mind because of my own insecurities. but they felt bad enough to me, at the time, that they lingered in my mind long into my adulthood, and even remain today. hard to forgive or forget, i've found, even if i've been blessed with a lot of good things since that should make me let go of past grievances.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:14 (six years ago) link
I felt more guilty about my inner justifications for not saying anything than for not saying anything.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:17 (six years ago) link
Like my perceived slights were somehow bigger than the fact that this kid lost his dad.
fair enough. but that doesn't undo the slights, or lessen their impact on you, either. people -- even high school tormentors -- are complicated.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:18 (six years ago) link
The thing is I wouldn't call this kid in particular my "tormentor." He was a popular kid, and he probably said mean stuff to me more than a few times, but I saw him more generally as being of that group that I felt excluded and rejected me. It's not like he was beating me up and stuffing me into lockers all the time though.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:22 (six years ago) link
i'm usually willing to give myself and everybody else a free pass for any perceived moral failings done before, say, age 14? not sure where the upper limit is but slighting this kid in 4th or 5th grade definitely isn't a big deal. (a tangential question i often think of us whether kids are really morally responsible for anything) though i can totally identify with getting that sudden onset of emotion from something that previously seemed really buried.
― marcos, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:34 (six years ago) link
I think it was also the combo of "this guy lost his dad and now is a dad" and "he has a kid my kid's age" combined with the other stuff
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:35 (six years ago) link
a tangential question i often think of us whether kids are really morally responsible for anything
yeah, they definitely can be, at a certain age. the 13 year-old who set fire to his classmate, because it seemed funny. the 15 year-old who tells another girl, via social media, to kill herself. the army of kids who bully and torment their peers.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:39 (six years ago) link
i realize these are extreme examples, but they're also valid examples.
idk, I knew what the right thing to do was and I didn't do it. I don't see how that's not enough for moral responsibility.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:39 (six years ago) link
i get your point, don't misunderstand. fwiw, and from a distance, i think you're being too hard on yourself.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:40 (six years ago) link
I think I probably would have been about equally as much a dick/nice guy in elementary school as this guy was if I had been in his position. I don't think I was actually an especially nice guy. I was polite and smart, but I had lots of my own insensitivity and selfishness, still do.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:44 (six years ago) link
xp yea i think when it gets into teenage years i don't really know, it get's complicated since teens are in such a weird mix of childhood and adulthood. like i said i don't know the upper limit. but when i reflect on guilt or embarrassment i still feel from stuff that i did in my youth, i try to really think about whether i was really responsible at all. i mean, how morally developed is a 12-year old? like what was empty or lacking in my life as a kid that made me treat someone a particular way, you know? kids may have a moral sensibility but it's totally undeveloped and i'm not sure it's clear that that translates to a moral responsibility. fwiw i have zero expertise in child psychology or moral psychology.
― marcos, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:47 (six years ago) link
i have zero expertise in child psychology or moral psychology
me, either. i speak only from my own experiences and as the father of a 12 -- soon to be 13 -- year old daughter, who i worry about all the time, even if she seems so much more emotionally together than i did at her age.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:50 (six years ago) link
(as i sometimes say, my invisible child psychology degree hangs framed on the wall, next to my invisible engineering degree.)
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:51 (six years ago) link
when I analyze it, I think part of my emotion is the feeling of wanting to let go of all that resentment
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:59 (six years ago) link
my ford KA -- in the family since 1999, mainly used by a friend the last 2xyrs -- just went off to be cubed
i am not a wreck but i am sad: in 2007 i travelled the vertical length of france and back in that trusty little thing w/o mishap (lol except for backing into someone and scrunching up their driver's door in the languedoc hamlet of ASPIRAN)
― mark s, Saturday, 3 June 2017 14:59 (three years ago) link
when the saxes come in on this:
― IF (Terrorist) Yes, Explain (man alive), Monday, 13 November 2017 05:14 (two years ago) link
In about 2006 I saw Brian Wilson and the Wondermints doing the rejigged Smile in Sydney. It was all beautifully performed and Brian himself was kind of a curio on stage, present but not quite, as the elaborate music unfolded around him. Then they started "Surf's Up" and it suddenly hit me that this man's life had been a shattered wreck from the time he wrote this song until now, and here he was performing it in all its glory as an aged, frail man, it just hit me like a hammer and I bawled in my seat.
― attention vampire (MatthewK), Monday, 13 November 2017 05:23 (two years ago) link
So there I am, cleaning my kitchen on a Saturday afternoon, decided to have a little nostalgia trip by putting on Parklife. Singing along to 'To The End' I hear my voice crack and before I know it I'm standing in the middle of the room weeping.. Sometimes you think you're over someone..
― FREEZE! FYI! (dog latin), Saturday, 25 November 2017 13:29 (two years ago) link
Surfs Up is such a masterpiece, so much feeling
― calstars, Saturday, 25 November 2017 15:00 (two years ago) link
Meadow Soprano graduating high school. She reminds me of my daughter.
― longtime caller, first time listener (man alive), Sunday, 10 March 2019 05:26 (one year ago) link
A couple of months ago I found a nice little animation that Queen had made for when they reissued News Of The World, for the song "All Dead, All Dead", I never realised it was about Brian May's long-gone childhood pet cat, because I'm colossally soft and the little cat in the animation is very sweet, I just broke into bits out of nowhere.
― MaresNest, Sunday, 10 March 2019 13:57 (one year ago) link
in 'white sheep':
I hate myself for feeling this way'Cause if my dad showed me anything, it's that anyone can changeHe went from always angry, smoking a pack a dayTo calling me up to say he’s proud of the life that I made
i'm havin a fuckin cat's in the cradle moment over here or something
― j., Tuesday, 20 August 2019 19:56 (one year ago) link
When I first heard the choir thunder in on the chorus towards the end of Selena Gomez's otherwise ordinary 'Lose You To Love Me' I had a serious moment. Although the real lip wobbler for me last year was Shura's 'Tommy'.
― nashwan, Monday, 6 January 2020 12:14 (eight months ago) link
That bit in Lumpy Gravy about 9 mins in with Motorhead Sherwood talking about what jobs he had, there's all these background voices come in, then the sound of doors slamming for no reason and the doors make me really, really anxious.
― Maresn3st, Monday, 6 January 2020 14:47 (eight months ago) link
Alameda, Elliott Smith, 7/31/1997 @ the Knitting Factory. but right now. the bootleg. It's a great show
― flappy bird, Tuesday, 14 January 2020 05:33 (eight months ago) link
I knew there was eventually going to be a song that would tip me over the edge. Honestly, never in a million years did I think that song would be 'November Rain'.
― Matt DC, Friday, 27 March 2020 13:50 (five months ago) link
The third guitar solo represents the winter epidemic long after the peak.
― Matt DC, Friday, 27 March 2020 13:51 (five months ago) link
In 2001 my girlfriend and I took a road trip from our home near Houston to San Jose to scout out places to live in anticipation of an impending move for grad school. This was going to be the first time that I had left my family and our close circle of friends and there had been endless going away parties and shit. I was excited and handling things pretty well, although in the back of my mind things were sort of jittery. Towards the end of the time in San Jose we went to see AI, the Spielberg/Kubrick movie. Liked it well enough but I felt sort of odd afterwards. When we walked out of the theater and got into our vehicle I broke down hard and couldn't talk well enough to explain what was happening. Gasping sobbing ugly crying. I was a total wreck for about an hour. I guess the little boy/robot being separated from his family is what triggered the episode, but it wasn't that I found the movie terribly sad or even compelling. It just happened to be the key that unlocked all the junk in my head.
We had somewhere we had to be in San Francisco and my lady had to drive because I was incapable. I remember laying on the bench seat in the truck with my head on her lap just like I did with my mom when I was little.
I can't really remember if I liked the movie that much and I periodically think about revisiting it but I turn chicken every time.
― Cow_Art, Friday, 27 March 2020 14:51 (five months ago) link
Bowie at the end of Jojo Rabbit broke me.
― Hideous Lump, Saturday, 28 March 2020 05:58 (five months ago) link
I’ve knowingly only cried 3 times to a piece of music. But the three culprits make me somewhat ashamed so I’ll never tell.
― ✖✖✖ (Moka), Saturday, 28 March 2020 06:08 (five months ago) link
it can't be that bad. one of my most memorable time of crying was at the end of terminator 2 (arnold with the thumbs up in the lava), and my dad calling me out on it.
― Karl Malone, Saturday, 28 March 2020 06:11 (five months ago) link
I am so starved for human companionship atm.
had to postpone my trip to visit my best friend in Virginia. she's on the spectrum, also struggles with depression, and is very misunderstood by people, because she's really fighting herself in her own head all the time and beats herself up for it.
some of my fav memories (and least fav memories) were with her in the last year. she worries (like I do) about unexplained medical symptoms and had herself freaked out that she needed to go to the ER for neurological issues, and her boyfriend, god bless him, rushed home from what he was doing and tucked her in and gave her her stuffed animal and I just started crying because I was relieved she has someone as wonderful as him in her life (I've met him, he's good people) and I dote on her like a big brother.
I miss her so much :(. I keep worrying that I missed my last chance to see her, as paranoid as that sounds. but when she talks about wanting to die or having suicidal thoughts, I can't help but think those things. we talk on the phone almost every day and have for about 2+ years.
i'm doing ok through this quarantine but every week I feel more starved for human connection. going to Asia alone for work last year was tough, but I was able to make connections with co-workers, who took me out to show me a good time.
I live with a roommate who I barely know and is never home, and although I thought of the idea of proposing shacking with my other best friend (who I've known 16 years), idk if it's a good idea. i may hint at it anyway, but I don't like inviting myself to things, even though this guy would give me the shirt off his back.
i've been drinking so I'm a little emo. but got kinda hit by an unexpected wave tonight that's for sure.
― sorry for butt rockin (Neanderthal), Saturday, 28 March 2020 06:14 (five months ago) link
Thanks for sharing that. A lot of us are going to need to unburden over the coming weeks.
― Jeff W, Saturday, 28 March 2020 06:48 (five months ago) link
― sorry for butt rockin (Neanderthal), Saturday, 28 March 2020 22:46 (five months ago) link
One time I was singing Muskrat Love at the karaoke, and I totally got this lump in my throat, choking back a single, tiny sob, just as I hit the lines about where Sam asking if Suzie will be his Mrs, and Suzie saying yes with her kisses. Some girl, all but snuggling with her boyfriend a few bar stools down, audibly says "Aww he kinda choked up there on that part, did you hear it honey?" thus ensuring everyone shared in my humiliation at my karaoke bar that day.
― messiahwannabe, Saturday, 28 March 2020 23:11 (five months ago) link
― sorry for butt rockin (Neanderthal), Saturday, 28 March 2020 23:15 (five months ago) link
i have had this happen to me today
― Kate (rushomancy), Sunday, 29 March 2020 01:43 (five months ago) link
I was just listening to Tempest again because of the new Dylan song. I always liked the title track fine but never found it particularly meaningful or moving, but today I was hit hard by "The watchman he lay dreaming/ the damage had been done/ he dreamed the Titanic was sinking/ and he tried to tell someone."
― The fillyjonk who believed in pandemics (Lily Dale), Sunday, 29 March 2020 02:28 (five months ago) link
listening to late period Pizzicato Five and maybe it’s just the whole “haven’t heard these great great tunes in 10+ years” thing working its magic but... I get such strong feelings from this stuff. Maki Nomiya is such a fabulous vocalist, especially when she really belts it out. This P5 thing.. Something about the mixture of the Bacharach-y (?) chords with her assured delivery, on top of the sometimes cartoonishly bright PARTY DOWN vibes, it’s a really powerful righteous message of fabulousness, like just kicking down the door of self-flagellation and letting yourself be glamorous and awesome in your own personal way in everyday life. It’s all about her singing, though for me, it totally seals the deal. Why the hell I’ve never bothered to check out her solo career is a tragic mystery. I know, “get a blog”.
― brimstead, Friday, 10 April 2020 04:16 (five months ago) link