2010 A Song Odyssey

Welcome to the jungle, do not run

Today was not a good day

but tomorrow never knows

No need for a new drug, we have plenty

Don't stop disbelieving

Keep running up that hill and

Working for the next weekend

because money is hell, not a gas

Too bad there is no man in the mirror and Sharona left you

No, the boys aren't back in town

Jamie stopped crying years ago and she took the doves with her

and no one can hear London calling any more

There is machine to rage

or any purple haze so don't bother to kiss the sky

There is a "Do Not Disturb" sign on Heaven's door

The karma police quit

The dust has been bit

Video is dancing on radio star's grave

Major Tom's rocket never launched

Don't wake me up till October ends

Don't say what you need to say, keep it to yourself

I don't care where you have been, stay off the line

The immigrants lost their voice

Rikki ended up throwing away your number

Those stones gathered too much moss to keep rolling

The brothers gave up their doobies, Bob got singing lessons

and all of UB40 is in AA

California's hotel needs a reservation a year in advance

Two is now the loneliest number

Go ahead and jump off the ledge, my friend

but you won't fly like any eagle

My generation has no idea who they are

Turns out the Caucasian boy couldn't play any funky music

Ignore Mr. Cliff- doesn't matter how hard you try, you can't get it

God damn the queen and Billie Jean

but God save the pusher man

Johnny is now drugged after he was diagnosed with ADHD

The Wilburys don't get out much nowadays

Question answered: you should go now

Too bad all the streets around here have names

Analog Man in a Digital World

Hello blog, my old nemesis. All you do is stare back at me with an empty white page and scream that all my writings are meaningless. Well, I beg to differ. One thing I have realized is that if I don't write down my thoughts someplace, they will be lost forever. Our minds aren't meant to hold it all in.

BACK STORY

Recently, I've been busy writing album reviews for my new co-authored music blog (Yes, I've been cheating on you Google Blog). Also, been listening to a LOT of Radiohead. I literally started listening to Radiohead about three years ago and didn't find it appealing. Now, I find it to be the most provoking, quality music with incredible lyrical-depth and fantastic musicianship. I say all this to give you some back story before I begin spilling my heart's "lyrical" tears all over. Now you know why music and or lyrics are coming to me so easily as of late.

DOWN TO LYRICS

I never write down the lyrics I think of. Until now of course.

Here is a little rhyme that, who knows, could be in a song someday.

"What is the scariest thing in the world for a writer? Having nothing to say.

What is the scariest thing in the world for a musician? Having nothing to play."

Here is another little tidbit that just seems to make sense. In my subconscious, I think I've always believed it.

"I wish I was an analog man in this digital world."

Many days I do wish I had been born before CDs, mp3, the internet, anything digital. It's strange to think how my parents experienced this kind of life style and probably didn't think anything of it. Vinyl was scratchy, analog clocks weren't always easy to read, and they actually had to mail letters (with stamps, whatever those are). Nostalgia is a funny thing. Can you be nostalgic for something you've never known?

Maybe that "I wish I was an analog man in this digital world" line will be used in a chorus one day.

"You tripped my heart and I fell into love."

Just wanted to throw that out there. Even though my friend Nicholas Kole and I came up with it at exactly the same time (funny story, another blog) I would still like to believe its mine. And even though Nicholas' girlfriend is using it in her new song (her band is called "Partners in Rhyme") I would still like to use it in a song one day.

SUMMARY

I just realized I use the word "well" way too much in my writing. You have no idea how many times I tried to use it to start off a sentence while writing this.

Well (dammit!), its been too much fun.

Until next time.

-Ryan