Tuesday, November 16, 2010

Tuesday Tunes (4)

Today's Tuesday Tunes features a song that I just recently added to my WIP playlist. I was just listening to my general shuffle of music when it popped up and I realized it was perfect for a tense fight scene between my MC and her best friends.

I like this song as a fight song because it talks about the art of holding your tongue when all you want to do is yell at someone. Understanding that you might say or do something you'll regret, so you're choosing to just walk away. My MC doesn't exactly do that, but she does recognize that she's in a bad situation and she gets the heck out of there. (While yelling a few choice phrases on the way out, of course...)

Is anyone out there as big a fan of Incubus as I am? Hands down, this is my very favorite band. I know I call other bands my favorite, but for me, all roads lead to Incubus. I've seen them live at least 12 times (I'm trying to list all of their shows and I'm only coming up with 12, even though I swear I've been to more. But maybe not. I should have kept better track of this stuff) and I will drop everything to see them whenever and wherever they play (except when they played at the Smokeout recently. Smokeout isn't exactly my scene.)

It's hard for me to find a favorite thing about Incubus, but I do think that Brandon Boyd has magical lyrics. There's something about the way he puts a line together, his turn of phrase, that I just love. Some of their songs are downright poetic, which isn't really a surprise when you find out what a reader and artist and poet Brandon is. This song is an excellent example of his lyricism (is that a word? It is, right?)...I just love the images he's able to create with this song.

I couldn't pick just one video. They are all the same song, but they all capture different awesome things about it.

Here's the album version with no video...


Here's an amazing live performance (if you like Incubus even a little bit, you have to see them live. They will amaze you)...


And here's a clip from the Morning View sessions of a hot, shirtless Brandon Boyd and an adorable Mike Einziger listening to a recording of the song...


Yeah, can you tell I love me some Brandon? So you can imagine how much it made my life when this happened:
The Hard Rock Hotel, Las Vegas at about 3am on a Sunday/Monday in 2002

Yeah, I was pretty happy. In fact, that's what sheer joy looks like. (And I know I look different...omg, that's almost 10 years ago. Yikes.) (And look how gigantor I look...I swear, I'm such a monster.)

Blood on the Ground - Incubus

I don't want to talk to you anymore;
I'm afraid of what I might say.
I bite my tongue everytime you come around,
cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.

Hand over my heart; I swear I've tried everything I could within all my power.
Two weeks and one hour I slaved, and now I've got nothing to show.
Oh, if only you'd grow taller than a brick wall.

From now on I'm gonna start holding my breath when you come around
and you flex that fake grin, cause something inside me has said more than twice
that breathing less air beats breathing you in!

I don't want to talk to you anymore;
I'm afraid of what I might say.
I bite my tongue everytime you come around,
cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.

Hand over my mouth; I'm earning the right to my silence.
In quiet, discerning between ego and timing.
Good judgement is once again proving to me
that it's still worth it's weight in gold.

So from now on I'm gonna be so much more wary when you start to speak
and my warm blood starts to boil,
that seeing you is like pulling teeth and hearing your voice is like
chewing tin foil.

I don't want to talk to you anymore;
I'm afraid of what I might say.
I bite my tongue everytime you come around,
cause blood in my mouth beats blood on the ground.

High fives to better judgement. By saying less, I will gain more.
Low twos to you my fickle friend, who brought the art of silent war.

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