Showing posts with label death cab for cutie. Show all posts
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Sunday, September 11, 2011

Don't leave me high. Don't leave me dry.

Tonight was one of those nights (yesterday for all of you reading this on Sunday). One of those nights where you just have a really good time with the people around you and feel incredibly blessed to have such amazing friends and acquaintances and the chance to be with those people. I also can't believe that I just used the word blessed, it's so Samantha of me. There's something about hanging out with girls though that is so different and fun than what I'm used to though. Maybe it's because I work with guys and my best friend is a guy, but there is still something fun about women and the reckless abandonment that you can have with them when there's no guys around (I'm not talking lesbian fun Take Out Boy, I know that's where your mind is right now). Whether it was skipping to MGMT in the alley or singing Radiohead's "High and Dry" in the middle of the bar, it didn't matter that people stared, that I can't sing in tune, or that we had goofy grins on the whole time. We were having fun and we were ourselves. Tonight I got yo play with girls who weren't concerned with silly things or about acting grown up. It was like finally being allowed into the tree house or indoctrinated into their club and after this working weekend I needed to feel like that.

On the way home I also heard my new favorite song of the night, "What you know" by Two Door Cinema Club. The lyrics themselves are a little irrelevant to me, but the melody is really catchy and it's easy to sing along to. One of my friends told me that I sing decently, though that comment was probably filled with ulterior meaning at the time, but now I sing out lout in my car all of the time and that's just watch I did tonight. I've posted the video below, the leader singer looks like a male Adele and the video is a little weird but the song is really great and really fun. At first I though it was Death Cab, but nope it's a new band.




Tuesday, September 6, 2011

"Don't say it, I know you're thinking." "No you don't, I was thinking about pantaloons."

The other day I dug out all of  my Guster music that I had and laid around listening to it and remembering all of those wonderful times in high school that I had with my friends. A long time ago I used to associate music with the events in my life, but I've had to stop because there were too many negative things attached with some of my favorite bands and I love music more than the negative things. Now I have gotten over the bad memories and have started listening to older music again, while remembering the good associations I have with it. Guster always brings me back to hockey and suicide sprints on the ice. When I was a sophomore Guster played a show at Higher Ground and a bunch of girls on the team decided to go. The concert was amazing. I remember my boyfriend at the time and I decided to wipe off the black X's that you get for being underage and then getting caught by the venue staff and being forced to go back and get new ones or get kicked out. I remember being in the front row and fall in love for the first time with a musician, Adam Gardner you'll always be my first. I remember when the band started playing Amsterdam that I almost peed my pants and I remember that all of the hockey girls that went to the concert had to spend half of the practice doing suicide sprints while everyone else took shots on goal.

Listen to Guster also made me remember the year I knew all of the words to all of the Coldplay songs that were out at the time. My friend Johnny Mac was obsessed with the band and spent every waking moment listening to them and when we would hang out at his house all we would do is listen to them. One time Johnny, Austin and I made a video of us playing cowboys and Indians (we were probably sixteen at the time) and we used Coldplay in the background. It was two minutes of us shooting Nerf guns at each other and then bouncing off the bed and out of the shot. It was supposed to be us falling off of a cliff, but each one of us looked like we were dancing at the end you could hear the oofs as we all landed on top of each other. I remember Lizzy and I would sing along to Yellow and Clocks and Green Eyes while we pined for our crushes and Katie had to choose between Johnny and Austin. Coldplay reminds me of old friendships and driving fast on dirt roads in purple jeeps.

Once I got through my Coldplay collection I found old Death Cab songs and Rooney. I miss Rooney, I wish they would put out some more music. Back when myspace was a thing I would put little Death Cab quotes all over my page and when everyone thought that Soul Meets Body was such an amazing and prolific song I was bopping around to The Sound of Settling. One day when I was at a friend's house her brother, who was home from prep school, asked if any of us had ever heard of the band Rooney. Being an avid follower of Robert Schwartzman and most of the other Coppolas I was the only one who had hear of Rooney and we started singing I'm Shakin'. It was really cool to know about something that other people hadn't even heard of because back then (and still today) I was always the last to know about anything.

I've been watching old episodes of The O.C. lately and almost all of the bands that I listened to in high school are featured in the series in some way or another. Hearing such amazing music has been making me nostalgic just the tiniest bit for when I younger and things seemed a lot simpler. Sure I still have some of the same issues and insecurities that I had back then, but I've learned a lot about not sweating the small stuff and that there are more important things in life than not getting invited to so and so's party. Of course I'm still in the infancy stages of my life and I have a long ways to go, but I have cultivated a strong group of friends and acquaintances who keep me on track and help me when I fall off of my high heels.