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I find that music is very important to mood. It can make or break it so you better well bloody know what you’re doing with it. I find it weird that certain music can elicit one feeling one day and a completely different tone on another day. Perhaps it is just the Gemini in me coming through, who knows?

I can remember my teenage years just belting the crap out of my Braveheart Soundtrack cd whenever I was reading. Just hearing the opening bars reminds me of being on my bed destroying a book, especially the X-Wing Rogue Squadrons. Yes, I really was that nerd, and still am.

Lately music has been helping me immensely, in many aspects. Here’s a run down on the good stuff.

The Platters – Greatest Hits
This album just takes me back to my childhood, and my parents. Sometimes this can be melancholy, and sometimes really cool. Lately it has just been really cool. I used to only listen to the first half of the album, now, as I clearly mature and age, I am starting to appreciate the later tracks. It’s all gold! It’s been good for writing and just getting about.

ELO – Greatest Hits
Another blast from the past. This stuff just puts me in a good mood. Perfect background noise for some writing or just kicking back.

Rolfe Kent – Sideways Soundtrack
This album just makes me want to write. I hear the tunes and I see the two guys walking down the road getting ready to pound some red. I like Miles’ character, and that movie, whether it be the soundtrack, flick or book (which I love all) just makes me want to dust off every manuscript and give it a spit polish.

Icky Thump – White Stripes
This album is getting serious play in my room, and car, right now. My favourite song changes day to day, it’s like a harem of awesomely hot chicks to choose from. On my road trip down our lovely coast I was loving Effect and Cause, but by the time I came back I was nailing the shit out of A Martyr For My Love For You. How can you go past these lyrics:

She was sixteen and six feet tall
In a crowd of teenagers comin’ out of the zoo
She stumbled, started to slip and fall
Teeter-tottered on the top of patent leather shoes
I happened to catch her and said,
“Maybe these ruby shoes are a little cumbersome for you”

Maybe for you, now

But not as shaky as I must have seemed
Talkin’ junk through her giggle, little teenage dream
And on the phone I could not compete
My dumb-love fake competence was getting weak
For a sec’ I thought I sounded sweet
But sure ‘nough in a gruff, faint voice
I heard myself speak

I could stay a while
But sooner or later I’ll break your smile
And I can tell a joke
But one of these days I’m bound to choke
And we could share a kiss
But I feel like I can’t go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone

Leave you alone, now

I’m beginning to like you
So you probably won’t get what I’m going to do
I’m walkin’ away from you
It probably don’t make much sense to you
But I’m trying to save you
From all of the things that I’ll probably say or do

I’ll probably do

I could stay a while
But sooner or later I’ll break your smile
And I can tell a joke
But one of these days I’m bound to choke
And we might share a kiss
But I feel like a can’t go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone

Leave you alone, now

You’ll probably call me a fool
And say I’m doin’ exactly what a coward would do
And I’m beginning to like you
It’s a shame what a lame way to live
But what can I do?
I hope you appreciate what I do

I’m a martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you, now
A martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you

Now I’m off to get some of Willie Nelson’s Greatest Hits into me and try and finish the second issue of my Purloined Idea; only eight pages to go in it. I find I almost avoid it, but then when I sit down I am just totally immersed and loving the universe. Very cool feeling.

Posted on May 27th, 2008 by ryan
Filed under: Writing, music