Farewell Summer

Farewell Summer... not the best live version of Faith (see: Wembley '89), but goddamn! if it isn't heartbreaking listening to Robert share a short snippet of Ray Bradbury's short story 'Farewell Summer'. It always hits me right in the heart to hear that man cry...

"...past the blue market brass band down near the end of the pier.
onto the ship and it had no name.
he said: "Did anyone see it's got no name?"
and I go: "It's your ship, you go on first and name it."
And he walked on and suddlenly the gangplank was pulled away
and all his friends and family were left there.
and he knew the name of the ship, it was called 'Farewell Summer'.

When he woke up, he walked up to his grandfather and said:
"When you die, is it like being on a ship that pulls away
from everything you love and it's called 'Farewell Summer'?"
and his grandfather didn't say anything..."

blah blah blah

I'm probably going to delete this thing and make a travel blog for my upcoming journey in Europe for a year starting at the end of August 2013. Provided my working holiday visa gets approved and all... Until then, a song that is so random that, after the video for it was removed from youtube, I was going to buy an .mp3 for the first time in my life before discovering that it's only available in the US! What the hell kind of marketing is that?! Anyway, Grooveshark to the rescue.

See you on a dark night

Life sure can be funny sometimes. Highest highs and lowest lows. It gets hard to take sometimes. I need to get my next Cure tattoo soon; use all this elation and sorrow and frustration for something indelible.

In other news, Montreal-based artist Grimes wrote a song that really resonated with me. It's already my go-to 4am stumbling home drunk soundtrack. Nothing better than belting this out while trudging through the dark, empty Pointe-St-Charles streets.



Another walkabout
After dark
It's my point of view
That someone could break your neck
Coming up behind you always coming and you never have a clue
And now I look behind all the time
I will wait forever
Always looking straight
Thinking counting all the hours you wait

See you on a dark night

And now another play I would act
If you could help me out
It's hard to understand
Because when you're running by yourself
It's hard to find someone to hold your hand

And now the empathy empowers me
But I will wait forever
I need someone now
To look into my eyes and tell me
Girl you know you've got to watch your health

See you on a dark night

Probably the most beautiful love song ever...

The Cure - 2 Late (WIP Mix) - YouTube

so i'll wait for you
where i always wait
behind the signs that sell the news
i'll watch for you like yesterday
and hope for you
one day that once
spent out on me
and up 'til late
i search for you
your hat pushed straight
away from me
your measured step
heads up you win
always too late

oh if i could just once catch your eye
invisible against the words
that hold you down in solitude
and never let you go
the way that every time
my eyes just close
like lids of wooden men in file
i put you under rainy day
your hat's all off
and i'm gone away...

so i'll wait for you
where i always wait
behind the signs that sell the news
and i'll watch for you like yesterday
and hope for you
one day that once
spent out on me
and up 'til late
i search for you
your hat pushed straight
away from me
your measured step
heads up you win
always too late

STUPID!

stupid!

Shake the Disease

things aren't getting much better... my body seems to be rebelling after all these years. Can't say that I blame it...


You know how hard it is for me
To shake the disease
That takes ahold of my tongue
In situations like these...

bite my lip and count to three...

I remember listening to this in my bedroom fifteen years ago. My second year of high school, which ended up being the most... 'formative' of life. It's fucking scary that fifteen years feel like yesterday.



p.s.: Wild Mood Swings is a great fucking album and don't let any jaded Cure fans tell you otherwise. It's what got me into The Cure way back in '96.

Sure, this isn't their best song by a mile, but who else writes lines like this?


All the tears you cry
They're not tears for me
Regrets about your life
They're not regrets for me
It never turns out how you want
Why can't you see?
It all just slips away
It always slips away...
eventually

...but there are long, long nights when I lay awake
and I think of what I've done
and how I've thrown my sweetest dreams away
and what I've really become
and however hard I try
I will always feel regret
However hard I try
I will never forget

probably one of the most bleak Cure songs ever. This coming from 20+ years of bleak material. and happy material. and everything in between. and that's what makes The Cure so special.