I was a Coug....at the Coug...and yes there was beer...

I can't think of how many nights I sat with the girls at the Coug and sang these songs. At the top of our lungs. The Juke Box there held some of my favorite songs...SERIOUSLY!!! I remember if it hadn't been for Erin, I would never have experienced Blues Traveler at RED ROCK!!!! Incidently, the same goes for knowing most of the words to a lot of Indigo Girls and Neil Diamond songs...ya...it happens.  I know that just this year Andy called me because he heard one of our songs on the radio...and we just sat over the phone for a few minutes and listened! I remember driving from Spokane to Pullman and back again so many times in Jen Mersh's Toyota listening to Sarah McLachlan.  Memories...and Music...I love them.  I love my friends...and the beautiful bands they have all shared with me.

Blues Traveler....Hook




Van Morrison...Moondance




George Baker Selection...Little Green Bag
(This is possibly the most hilarious thing I have seen in a long time...)

Learning to love Mondays...Time will tell...

My least favorite day of the week is Monday.  I wake up and think to myself, where did my weekend go, and why is it another 5 days until another one comes around.  Along these lines, I have also been thinking that I need a change, a major overhaul...life has somewhat stopped in my sector of this small little planet and I need it to get to moving.  I just can't live my life like this anymore.  So, I'm trying something new. I'm learning to love Mondays.  Why not? Only time will tell...


Incubus


WARNING

Bat your eyes girl, be otherworldly.
Count your blessings. Seduce a stranger.
What's so wrong with being happy?
Kudos to those who see through sickness. (yeah)
Over and over and over and over and ooh...


She woke in the morning.
She knew that her life had passed her by
And she called out a warning:
"Don't ever let life pass you by!"


I suggest we learn to love
ourselves before it's made illegal.
When will we learn? (When will we learn?)
When will we change? (When will we change?)
Just in time to see it all come down.
Those left standing will make millions
writing books on the way it should have been.


When she woke in the morning,
she knew that her life had passed her by
And she called out a warning (warning):
"Don't ever let life pass you by!"


Floating in this cosmic Jacuzzi,
we are like frogs oblivious
to the water starting to boil.
No one flinches. We all float face down.


She woke in the morning.
She knew that her life had passed her by
And she called out a warning,
"Don't ever let life pass you by...
pass you by..."
 
 
  

WISH YOU WERE HERE

I dig my toes into the sand
The ocean looks like
A thousand diamonds strewn
Across a blue blanket
I lean against the wind
Pretend I am weightless
And in this moment
I am happy happy


I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here


I lay my head onto the sand
The sky resembles
A backlit canopy
With holes punched in it
I'm counting UFOs
I signal them with my lighter
And in this moment
I am happy happy


I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here


The world's a roller coaster
And I am not strapped in
Maybe I should hold with care
My hands are busy in the air
Saying


I wish you were here
I wish you were here
I wish you were here

I wish you were here

Saturday is on my mind....I love weekends to remember...

There is nothing more precious than spending time with friends and reminiscing over old times....it is even better when there is plenty of laughter involved...mix in some alcohol, a few drunk elderly men, and a weird beat up guy named DAVE and face it...you just can't beat it with a stick. 

If I had to choose the sound track of the weekend it would have consisted of Dr. Dre, Ice Cube, and LL Cool J...no joke, that is what we heard at the Globe both nights...so instead, I'm including some Breaking Benjamin....1. because, YES, Benjamin Burnley is kinda hot...2. Halo! 3. I was in the mood!  : )

"Blow Me Away"

[Verse 1:]
They fall in line
One at a time
Ready to play
(I can't see them anyway)
No time to lose
We've got to move
Steady your helm
(I am losing sight again)


[Bridge:]
Fire your guns
It's time to run
Blow me away
(I will stay, in the mess I made)
After the fall
We'll shake it off
Show me the way


[Chorus:]
Only the strongest will survive
Lead me to heaven, when we die
I am the shadow on the wall
I'll be the one to save us all


[Verse 2:]
There's nothing left
So save your breath
Lying in wait
(Caught inside this tidal wave)
Your cover's blown
No where to go
Holding your fate
(Loaded I will walk alone)


[Bridge:]
Fire your guns
It's time to run
Blow me away
(I will stay, in the mess I made)
After the fall
We'll shake it off
Show me the way


[Chorus:]
Only the strongest will survive
Lead me to heaven, when we die
I am the shadow on the wall
I'll be the one to save us all
Wanted it back
(Don't fight me now)


[Chorus]






"Breath"

I see nothing in your eyes, and the more I see the less I like.
Is it over yet, in my head?
I know nothing of your kind, and I won't reveal your evil mind.
Is it over yet? I can't win.


So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I'm going all the way, get away, please.


[Chorus:]
You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.


This will be all over soon.
Pour salt into the open wound.
Is it over yet? Let me in.


So sacrifice yourself, and let me have what's left.
I know that I can find the fire in your eyes.
I'm going all the way, get away, please.


[Chorus:]
You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.


I'm waiting, I'm praying, realize, start hating.


[Chorus:]
You take the breath right out of me.
You left a hole where my heart should be.
You got to fight just to make it through,
'cause I will be the death of you.

The One that got away.

I watched her grow up from the age of three.  Amazing how time flies. I was just her step-mother. Not that we got along much, not in the beginning, but as time went by, she was mine.  I loved her more than I could tell her, and I hope she knows and remembers. She cared about Buzz for the time she was around, and he called her Sissy...this was her band, and these songs remind me of her whenever I hear them, and Buzz knows all the words...fortunately or unfortunately, however I want to look at it. I miss her, but I'll never say that out loud.  Here is Panic At The Disco....

NINE IN THE AFTERNOON

Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as lovers can you know
Yeah we're feeling so good
Pickin' up things we shouldn't read
Looks like the end of history as we know
It's just the end of the world
Back to the street where we began
Feeling as good as love you could you can


Into a place where thoughts can bloom
Into a room where it's nine in the afternoon
And we know that it could be
And we know that it should
And you know that you feel it too


Cause it's nine in the afternoon
And your eyes are the size of the moon
You could cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good


Back to the street
Down to our feet
Losing the feeling of feeling unique
Do you know what I mean?
Back to the place
Where we used to say
Man it feels good to feel this way
Now I know what I mean


Back to the street
Back to the place
Back to the room where it all began hey
Back to the room where it all began


Cause it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon
Your eyes are the size of the moon
You could cause you can so you do
We're feeling so good
Just the way that we do
When it's nine in the afternoon






I WRITE SINS NOT TRAGEDIES


Oh well imagine

As I'm pacing the pews in a church corridor
And I can't help but to hear
No I can't help but to hear an exchanging of words

"What a beautiful wedding
What a beautiful wedding" says a bridesmaid to a waiter
"And yes but what a shame
What a shame the poor groom's bride is a whore."


I chime in with a
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a damn door?"
No it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality

I chime in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a damn door?"
No it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of


Oh well in fact
Well I'll look at it this way
I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast
So pour the champagne

Oh well in fact
Well I'll look at it this way
I mean technically our marriage is saved
Well this calls for a toast
So pour the champagne pour the champagne


I chime in with a
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a damn door?"
No it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality


I chime in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a damn door?"
No it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality


Again


I chime in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a damn door?"
No it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality


I chime in
"Haven't you people ever heard of closing a damn door?"
No it's much better to face these kinds of things with a sense of poise and rationality


Again

30 Seconds To Mars

Although, not my first love...we will get to them in time....I can't start my blog without a first look at my somewhat 'theme song' for the year 2009.

30 Seconds To Mars ~ The KILL
What if I wanted to break
Laugh it all off in your face
What would you do?


What if I fell to the floor
Couldn't take all this anymore
What would you do, do, do?


Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you


What if I wanted to fight
Beg for the rest of my life
What would you do?


You say you wanted more
What are you waiting for?
I'm not running from you


Come break me down
Marry me, bury me
I am finished with you


Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you

I tried to be someone else
But nothing seemed to change
I know now, this is who I really am inside


Finally found myself
Fighting for a chance
I know now, this is who I really am


Come break me down
Bury me, bury me
I am finished with you, you, you


Look in my eyes
You're killing me, killing me
All I wanted was you


Come, break me down
Break me down
Break me down


What if I wanted to break?
(You say you wanted more)
(What are you waiting for?)
(I'm not running from you)
What if I, what if I, bury me, bury me

In The Beginning....

I have thought about doing this for quite some time...It started with Amy C. She has her Music Monday Blog that I read and it occurred to me...Why can't I do that. I'm not an eloquent or verbose person. I certainly can't do a regular blog...I am not a memory person. But I do find that music is a HUGE part of my day, and it does jump start just about every part of the little things that I do...like taking Buzz to school, walking to work, talking to friends, standing outside Riverpark Square, driving home, and having some down time...each portion of my day is usually accompanied by a song or two or six....

Sometimes I might post a line from a song on my Facebook, with no explanation. What most people won't know, but might assume, is that is a song I might have stuck in my head all day, it might even be my emotion at the time. Music is like a scratch-n-sniff sticker to me...not only can you hear it, you can feel it. I can breathe it in!!! Sometimes it makes me want to dance. It may make me want to laugh, or cry...or shout just a little bit. I LOVE Music...This is Music 4 My Minions...