Whoops, I Didn't Again

That would be, updating. I had a pretty rough week workwise last week (and "rough" is a good thing, because it means I am actually getting work again), and I am just now coming back into some sort of light of inspiration. After J. critiqued one of my humorous essays last night (which made its way onto this blog last year), I have been feeling like I need to return to writing some sassy movie reviews and warming up my chops again to write something big. I could just go in and hack away at novels, but I think I need to be realistic and at least warm up my muscle on some reading and lighter writing first.

We'll see.

In other news, things are sort of frustrating me right now. I'm trying to exercise some extreme-sport patience. 

lyrics

It's funny how sometimes what you thought were simple, throwaway lyrics when you were writing them become some of the ones that stick with you. My favorite verse/chorus combo of my latest song "Make Up Your Mind." (And I didn't even realize I was writing these for someone really, really specific until I revisited this particular section of the song on Monday night in rehearsal):

You keep me bedside

Guilty midnight reading

Waiting for the landslide

Of unbound feeling

When love speaks deep between your sheets

I’m already far away and fast asleep

(I'm incredibly glad he's back.)

(I'm also glad my songwriting abilities are starting to return. Oh, sweet, cliched love inspiration.)

Xanadu

I hadn't even seen the video for this song, and my first thought when this song (which I hadn't heard in a while) came up on Spotify was that someone needs to tell Goldfrapp that Xanadu wasn't really very cute (at best, it was laughable and drinking-game worthy):



If you have nothing new to say about the '80s, you probably shouldn't say it at all.