this always happens. whenever i start something, i always find it hard to keep up with it. it's been a while, but i've been away. i've been living on the road for about 3 weeks with my best friend. from dallas, to LA and the rest of California, life was so good. we had our lives ahead of us, freedom was our middle name and nothing could stop us. that was what it felt like. we cruised the freeways with muse, death cab for cutie, aqualung and goldfrapp, of course, we had good ol' hiphop to party and rock out to. it was the defining adventure of my life. i could live like that forever. no make up, tank tops and flip flops, sun, sand and a whole life ahead of me, life couldnt have gotten better than this.
in Dallas, i got to see one of my favourite bands performing live. Death Cab for Cutie has been with me through every phase of my life. and i definitely cried when "Transatlanticism" and "I will Follow you into the dark" came on. So many memories, so many heartaches but so beautiful. and i have to say that i agree with their latest album alot.
my favourite track of "Narrow Stairs" is "Grapevine Fires". My best friend and I came up with a theory that it is almost inevitable that a good song, a great song, at that, is always a sad one. And this song carries a melancholic tune so intoxicating, you can't help but to be affected but it. And the lyrics are so well-written. Damn all these talented musicians, for putting what we fear is truth down, and so honest, it is almost too painful to listen to it out loud.
"Bixby Canyon Bridge", "No Sunlight" and "You Can Do Better Than Me" are some of my other favourite tracks. I think the best part of this band is for the fact that even though their lyrics are god-damn depressing, it is carried off by a tune that makes you almost forget the real meaning of the songs, until you start to think about it. and it just seems that they've got great music all figured out. watching them, brought alot of emotions into me. it was a mix of awe, amazement, sadness, and happiness. but it was a great night. and we put them on over and over again on our stereo for the next 2 and a half weeks, over defining conversations of life, love and laughter.
we were 21 and 22, we had our lives ahead of us, we were fearless. and all we needed was love.
"And we watched the plumes paint the sky gray,
And she laughed and danced through the field of graves.
There I knew it would be alright.
That everything would be alright."--Grapevine Fires, Death Cab for Cutie
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