i stumbled across a fantastic song that i hadn't heard before on the radio earlier today when i was driving..i always seem to listen to songs more when i'm driving or just lying around being a bit actively minimalistic.
i guess that's mostly just due to the fact that in those situations my brain is seemingly empty..or emptier
(also, i really like the way that when its raining and i'm driving with music on, it seems as if those songs are a soundtrack to my life..at that point in time. it's like i'm in a movie and at that point all noise is silent other than that song. it's hard to describe, but for some reason the outside world only ever seems to be muted to me when the weather is grey.)
and so the words to the song..:
have you ever had a day that you wanted to erase ? tear the page out of the history books and try again..but you knew that you couldn’t so you put on a brave face and waited until you could make your mistake. and when you finally got away from people and their gossip and their judgement and their gaze, you let your guard down and so you just gave.
all of a sudden, tears are falling til theyre running down your face, whatever it was; you fought with your friend, or your boss, or maybe you got a heart that won't mend..or you're struggling with the rent or missing someone you lost, or maybe you're just tired of pretending.
you feel the weight like a pain in your chest, you're straining, you're breaking, you're aching, you sob. and its great til it stops, til it fades, til its gone, like the tears sort of washed it all away.
sometimes i like to think it’s the same with drops of rain. each one is just a tear falling off of God’s face; sitting all alone in the clouds, looking down on us all, watching every mistake that was ever made. every bit of pain, every murder, every rape, every person that’s having a shitty day..taking it all in til he breaks down and cries, til his eyes dry up and he gets on with it again.
i had this very faith tested on an ordinary day, i was walking down a busy street around my way. i saw a face in the crowd, my heart skipped a beat, a man who looked exactly like an older version of me.
so i moved through the hustle and the bustle of the day-to-day until me and this man stood face to face. we locked eyes and for a moment of time moving slow-motion as the crowd around continued on their paper chase. i stood frozen in disbelief and opened my mouth to speak. to my surprise the words wouldn't come.
then he looked into the clear blue sky up above, and said, ‘it's gonna rain’..and then it does.
and as the rain came down like missiles from the sky set on a collision course from the heavens to the ground, he’s just standing in the middle of it all, unconcerned by the panic and the people running round. so i stepped to this man with my hand outstretched just to offer him some help to get this storm up off his head.
he took my hand down and we stood getting drenched. he looked me in the eyes with a smile, this is what he said;
'hush child, from the joy to the pain, it’ll all wash away in the rain.'
so play this song on the days when the rain keeps on and you wait and you pray it’ll stop, and if youre stuck in a storm this very second from the thought that we’re all at the mercy of the gods.
so instead of looking for somewhere to place the blame, aceept it as a part of that big lazy 8. go outside and stand under the clouds and embrace it as the rain keeps plummeting down, and say;
'hush child, from the joy to the pain, it’ll all wash away in the rain.'
from the million dollar brands to the tags on the train, it’ll all wash away in the rain. from the birth to the dirt-man; the training to the grave, it'll all wash away in the rain. what’s been and gone will come again, it’ll all wash away in the rain. so, hush child, from the joy to the pain, it’ll all wash away in the rain.
- i really love the reference to 'lazy 8'..which i'm assuming is speaking about the infinity sign, which is an 8 on its side..so as far as i can gather, i think it's talking about the way that no matter what happens at any point in time, things are just going to keep on going and going and going..to embrace what happens and really take a step back to see if all of the stress is reaaally worth it.
(taken from Ashley + MK's fashion line, The Row - image via)
i've been reading Breath by Tim Winton lately, and it's not a terrible book..but not my favourite. i feel, like most books, that the way it's written..the wording and technical, structural, side of things..doesn't stretch my brain at all. but i do like, from what i've read so far, the idea of the story behind it. i've learnt a lot about surfing..not just the physical but mental challenges that are involved in the sport(?).
that idea reminds me of Bryce Courtenay's The Power of One.
what i found the most interesting about that novel was the way that a first-hand depiction of boxing was illustrated on a really in-depth level. like Breath with surfing, The Power of One broke down all societal-ly perceived barriers that had, to me, previously existed in terms of boxing and the somewhat stigma that is attached to it. simply because of these two texts, surfing and boxing now appear to me as artforms..there is an entirely mental and psychological preparation behind those two acts that i had never stepped back to consider.
in The Power of One, for example, the main character is always being told to act, when boxing, first with his head and then with his heart. it speaks of boxing as this great art that doesn't just involve theory and thought processes, but something much much deeper.
i again find books and movies and people's stories and new experiences so so important in our lives, brains need to be stretched, eyes opened, perceived ideas extended.
i respect and am so intrigued by that.
(8): Jackson Jackson - The Devil in Me
Thom Yorke- Hearing Damage
god, Editors. i think they're going to be my loved group til i'm grey and old.
i guess that's mostly just due to the fact that in those situations my brain is seemingly empty..or emptier
(also, i really like the way that when its raining and i'm driving with music on, it seems as if those songs are a soundtrack to my life..at that point in time. it's like i'm in a movie and at that point all noise is silent other than that song. it's hard to describe, but for some reason the outside world only ever seems to be muted to me when the weather is grey.)
and so the words to the song..:
have you ever had a day that you wanted to erase ? tear the page out of the history books and try again..but you knew that you couldn’t so you put on a brave face and waited until you could make your mistake. and when you finally got away from people and their gossip and their judgement and their gaze, you let your guard down and so you just gave.
all of a sudden, tears are falling til theyre running down your face, whatever it was; you fought with your friend, or your boss, or maybe you got a heart that won't mend..or you're struggling with the rent or missing someone you lost, or maybe you're just tired of pretending.
you feel the weight like a pain in your chest, you're straining, you're breaking, you're aching, you sob. and its great til it stops, til it fades, til its gone, like the tears sort of washed it all away.
sometimes i like to think it’s the same with drops of rain. each one is just a tear falling off of God’s face; sitting all alone in the clouds, looking down on us all, watching every mistake that was ever made. every bit of pain, every murder, every rape, every person that’s having a shitty day..taking it all in til he breaks down and cries, til his eyes dry up and he gets on with it again.
i had this very faith tested on an ordinary day, i was walking down a busy street around my way. i saw a face in the crowd, my heart skipped a beat, a man who looked exactly like an older version of me.
so i moved through the hustle and the bustle of the day-to-day until me and this man stood face to face. we locked eyes and for a moment of time moving slow-motion as the crowd around continued on their paper chase. i stood frozen in disbelief and opened my mouth to speak. to my surprise the words wouldn't come.
then he looked into the clear blue sky up above, and said, ‘it's gonna rain’..and then it does.
and as the rain came down like missiles from the sky set on a collision course from the heavens to the ground, he’s just standing in the middle of it all, unconcerned by the panic and the people running round. so i stepped to this man with my hand outstretched just to offer him some help to get this storm up off his head.
he took my hand down and we stood getting drenched. he looked me in the eyes with a smile, this is what he said;
'hush child, from the joy to the pain, it’ll all wash away in the rain.'
so play this song on the days when the rain keeps on and you wait and you pray it’ll stop, and if youre stuck in a storm this very second from the thought that we’re all at the mercy of the gods.
so instead of looking for somewhere to place the blame, aceept it as a part of that big lazy 8. go outside and stand under the clouds and embrace it as the rain keeps plummeting down, and say;
'hush child, from the joy to the pain, it’ll all wash away in the rain.'
from the million dollar brands to the tags on the train, it’ll all wash away in the rain. from the birth to the dirt-man; the training to the grave, it'll all wash away in the rain. what’s been and gone will come again, it’ll all wash away in the rain. so, hush child, from the joy to the pain, it’ll all wash away in the rain.
- i really love the reference to 'lazy 8'..which i'm assuming is speaking about the infinity sign, which is an 8 on its side..so as far as i can gather, i think it's talking about the way that no matter what happens at any point in time, things are just going to keep on going and going and going..to embrace what happens and really take a step back to see if all of the stress is reaaally worth it.
(taken from Ashley + MK's fashion line, The Row - image via)
i've been reading Breath by Tim Winton lately, and it's not a terrible book..but not my favourite. i feel, like most books, that the way it's written..the wording and technical, structural, side of things..doesn't stretch my brain at all. but i do like, from what i've read so far, the idea of the story behind it. i've learnt a lot about surfing..not just the physical but mental challenges that are involved in the sport(?).
that idea reminds me of Bryce Courtenay's The Power of One.
what i found the most interesting about that novel was the way that a first-hand depiction of boxing was illustrated on a really in-depth level. like Breath with surfing, The Power of One broke down all societal-ly perceived barriers that had, to me, previously existed in terms of boxing and the somewhat stigma that is attached to it. simply because of these two texts, surfing and boxing now appear to me as artforms..there is an entirely mental and psychological preparation behind those two acts that i had never stepped back to consider.
in The Power of One, for example, the main character is always being told to act, when boxing, first with his head and then with his heart. it speaks of boxing as this great art that doesn't just involve theory and thought processes, but something much much deeper.
i again find books and movies and people's stories and new experiences so so important in our lives, brains need to be stretched, eyes opened, perceived ideas extended.
i respect and am so intrigued by that.
(8): Jackson Jackson - The Devil in Me
Thom Yorke- Hearing Damage
god, Editors. i think they're going to be my loved group til i'm grey and old.
Hi i heard that song the other day to and have had no luck finding a title or artist did you find out what the song was called?
ReplyDeletethe song in the video ? it says at the start..its No Sound But the Wind by Editors. except not the normal version, its a sort of acoustic, stripped back version recorded for the latest Twilight film.
ReplyDeleteno wait, did you mean the lyrics in italics at the start ? its by Horrorshow..cant remember exactly, something to do with Rain. its on youtube, have a scout around and you'll find it in no time.
its called
ReplyDeletethe rain-horrorshow
the rain is such a clever song..i actually like horrorshow.
ReplyDeletesame friend who gave me the mumford album gave me the horrorshow album if you'd like it.
it's suprisingly catchy/good.