Saturday, February 14, 2009

ghosts on the radio.

94468 is the word count now. ive written 36 pages this week. its going smoothly i suppose, yet with the addition of the new circumstance i am going to have to go back and re-edit the first 6 ch'.s. i write about this as if it will ever see the light of day, when it probably wont. but thats not the point really. i'm writing it for me, not for anyone else. its something i would want to read, there are characters i would like to know, ect. i guess if you cant find what you're looking for, you create it, right?

anyway. ghosts on the radio. one of the reviewers for the album wrote that they sounded like a mix of the cure, depeche mode and muse, and i was sold. i mean, how could that be a bad combination? turns out its not.

the album has 13 songs, and i really like 7 of them.

Halloween girl- this starts with a great guitar sound that slowly distorts over to electronic sound. actually, the beginning reminds me of a red hot chili peppers song, which is weird. later the heavy guitar riffs make me want to crank the volume.

Black- this song also starts with a very familiar sound, although i havent pinned it down yet. it makes me want to cry. the vocals remind me of Ville Vallo through the first line. the melody is suffocatingly sad. i love it.

Whore- this is one of the songs that reminds me of muse, its the voice i guess. i dont really love the lyrics, but its easy to sing to.

Standing on the Edge- first what i like about this song is the slide of guitar strings in the beginning. i love hearing that. its pretty much the song i dont hate the most if that makes sense.

Lovely- its simply that, 3:13 minutes of loveliness. it is light and alluring and the voice is clear and sweetly even.

The Moment-this conjures images of waking up with soft light filtering in through the windows. random yes, but this is such a love song.

Lovelight- this is by FAR my favorite song off the album. this also reminds me of another song, another melody, but it is lost on me now. the guitar reminds of eric clapton, especially in the end (starting at 2:31) and i dont think anyone will understand how it makes me feel. i dont even really, but it makes me feel sad and whole and golden and sort of hopeful. this is the sort of song that rips me up inside.

i am so glad no one actually reads this. i sound like such a tool. :P

anyway, today its work and the beginnings of what i think is bronchitis. oh yeah, its Valentines day too, and my mom's birthday.

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