Guess the song

I stole this from someone's blog. I forget whose it was so I can't give 'em credit or steer anyone over to try and guess his songs (I only answered one cuz I didn't think it'd be fair to answer the other 10 I knew considering I was a first time visitor. So yeah, if you happen to find my page...I knew the Cult, New Order, Aztec Camera and several others). I remember I got to his page via James' and that he was from Chicago.

So now my secret is out. At 3, 4 and 5 am, when I'm suffering from a severe bout of insomnia, I blog hop. I go to one or more of the blogs I read regularly and click all the links. It's usually an interesting journey because you never know where you'll end up. This morning I ended up stealing this great idea from some random guy who I don't know but could possibly have stood next to at any number of concerts in Chicago.

Anyway, here's now this works...

Put your iPod on shuffle and post the first line of lyrics from the first 25 songs that come up. Readers then try to guess the song. As each one is correctly guessed, I'll edit this post with the title and artist.

NO CHEATING BY USING GOOGLE!!!!

If anyone gets any of these, you'll be my new best friend cuz I'll know you have awesome taste in music. My guess is that 2, 7, 8, 13, 16, 19 and 21 will be the easiest and the first ones answered. Good luck!

1. Up around 95, sailing down Storrow Drive
2. I remember a year ago I was standing in the crowd
3. Will these dreams still follow me
4. I didn't think that I had a debt to pay
5. Am I loud and clear or am I breaking up
6. Hey, I'm feeling tired
7. The soldier boy for his soldier's pay obeys
8. Don't come to me with your problems I don't need them
9. If you lose me, you lose a good thing
10. Lie to me just one more time and maybe I'll believe you
11. I would do anything and that's what scares me so bad
12. Musical correctness, it's just a guide on how to perform everything less
13. Murder murder a ripe blood stain
14. I've been thinking it over
15. I wake up at the end of a long, dark, lonely year
16. When you're out with your friends in your new Mercedes Benz
17. I can't give you the moment, the chance to be right
18. Johnny has a problem
19. Calling all cars, all coroners, we've got a dead one here
20. Goddamn this dusty room
21. I feel insane every single time I'm asked to compromise
22. I tried to sneak myself through, tried to get to the other side
23. Everything that I see there's no future for me
24. Unseen to the eyes but it plays in your heart
25. Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world

Changed things up

To take my mind off the soul-sucking depression, I decided to change things around a little on my blog. I didn't spend much time being creative. I just went with the first idea that popped into my head, and things went rather quickly after that. I've changed things up often enough that it doesn't take long to switch out headers and titles.

I finally also added some new music. Sick Puppies are originally from Australia, but have transplanted themselves to Los Angeles. It is because of them that you cannot attend any music festival without seeing dozens of people with signs or t-shirts offering "free hugs". The explanation behind that whole phenomenon is posted on their MySpace page, a link to which is provide just above the video player.

I chose the song "My World", because it's their most recent single and the one that currently gets the most airplay on the radio station I listen to. It's sad, it's angry and I can relate to that very well. Probably not something I should be listening to right because it will just feed the negativity in my head, but I don't typically play the videos on my page after I post them. They're there to give others the opportunity to hear music they might not otherwise listen to. My way of bringing new music to the masses.

Void of life

"What's wrong? You look weird, you're acting strange."

The quips of an overly observant 16 year old. One that's probably more in tune to her mother's moods than she should be. Something is wrong, but I can't offer up an explanation. There's no way to give voice to the cold, dead emptiness I feel inside and even if there were, my child would be the last one I'd speak those words to. By hinting she senses something is wrong, I know she doesn't want to know what the actual problem is. She's just seeking reassurance that it has nothing to do with her and that everything will eventually be okay. I was only able to offer half of what she needed to hear and circumvented the rest.

I'm constantly fighting back the tears that well up and sting my eyes. As usual, I'm afraid that if allow them to start flowing, I won't ever be able to stop them. My therapist knows something is wrong as well, but fortunately she's on vacation this week and next, so I get to avoid discussing the matter. Hopefully all this will pass before she returns.

Hopefully all this will pass....that statement is as void of meaning as my soul is void of life. There is no hope. There is only the darkness that has swallowed me whole and is slowly suffocating me.