Figure this out ...
Mar. 16th, 2005 03:09 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
zerouLiz's list of music that puts her in a sappy mood (not all of it,a nd not all the time, but take guesses):
Bright Eyes
David Bowie
Depeche Mode
NIN
VNV Nation
....
Against Me!
the first five make sense, but the last one ...
Alex sent me one of their songs (Those Anarcho Punks are Mysterious). They're acoustic punk and make him all nostalgic. The last post there, which is simple and short and sappy, was written while I was on the phone with him ... he played me the song and was talking about how he put it on and was thinking about his old life and how everything used to be ... and even though I don't think I agree with that lifestyle, nor do I think I ever will, I had this very clear image of him laying out there on his front lawn, hung over and shaky and having just had an insane night of fun with his friends. ( I don't know what his house looks like actually, so I've just noticed I substituted the townhouse I grew up in in the city ... )
This is how I fell in love with a voice on the phone, because he's so insecure and yet so open at the same time, and in the first three nights of talking to him I got a very good idea of who I was dealing with. He'd talk with me for hours late at night because we were both alone, because he was out in the middle of nowhere and had to do something to keep from going crazy, and I'd talk back because I was already captivated by the things he'd share with me.
He makes me wish I could drive. Makes me want to fly Northwest Airlines and hope for a five-hour layover (detroit's their hub).
Well, he doesn't make me do anything, but the fact is, I'm really feeling it now, the need to go and meet him. This is what i wish I were doing with my spring break.
Bright Eyes
David Bowie
Depeche Mode
NIN
VNV Nation
....
Against Me!
the first five make sense, but the last one ...
Alex sent me one of their songs (Those Anarcho Punks are Mysterious). They're acoustic punk and make him all nostalgic. The last post there, which is simple and short and sappy, was written while I was on the phone with him ... he played me the song and was talking about how he put it on and was thinking about his old life and how everything used to be ... and even though I don't think I agree with that lifestyle, nor do I think I ever will, I had this very clear image of him laying out there on his front lawn, hung over and shaky and having just had an insane night of fun with his friends. ( I don't know what his house looks like actually, so I've just noticed I substituted the townhouse I grew up in in the city ... )
This is how I fell in love with a voice on the phone, because he's so insecure and yet so open at the same time, and in the first three nights of talking to him I got a very good idea of who I was dealing with. He'd talk with me for hours late at night because we were both alone, because he was out in the middle of nowhere and had to do something to keep from going crazy, and I'd talk back because I was already captivated by the things he'd share with me.
He makes me wish I could drive. Makes me want to fly Northwest Airlines and hope for a five-hour layover (detroit's their hub).
Well, he doesn't make me do anything, but the fact is, I'm really feeling it now, the need to go and meet him. This is what i wish I were doing with my spring break.
