So, I've been reading over all of these Top 10 song lists and have seen some great choices ... Hilarie with her Ben Kweller, James with his Ray LaMontagne, Kelly bringing SexyBack, Nick rockin' the Pink Floyd (one of my favorite bands of all times) and Megs with her (our) Ryan Adams. I figured I'd throw in my 2 cents and see what ya'll think.
1- Ani DiFranco ~ Untouchable Face (this song is raw and real and effective - this chick is so talented that it scares me a little)
2- Screeching Weasel ~ Cool Kids (all time favorite fun, get happy song of mine)
3- Mazzy Star ~ Blue Light (completely mellow and heart-felt - Hope Sandoval, the lead singer, is incredible ... and I love tambourines)
4- dada ~ Dizz Knee Land (ok, for those of you who have never heard this song ... please do ... it reminds me of being a rebellious little imp ~ rebelling against THE MAN)
5- NoFx ~ Soul Doubt (this song has gotten me through a lot of ups and downs in my life -> and many long road trips)
6- Dierks Bentley ~ Long Trip Alone (what can I say, his voice is sexy as hell ... I mean wow ... )
7- Juliana Hatfield ~ Live On Tomorrow (she has the voice of an angel. It's funny too because a long time ago, there was a tv show called My So-Called Life ... and Juliana played an angel in one episode ... and it made me cry because her voice has so much feeling and so much passion ... I can't even imagine a person not being affected by it)
8- Dead Milkmen ~ (it's a toss-up between Bitchin' Camero and Punk Rock Girl -> need I say more?)
9- Johnny Clegg & Savuka ~ Woman Be My Country (This band is very interesting. The lead singer is English and the rest of the band is South African ... which makes for an eclectic mix, that's for sure. This song is flat-out Beautiful!)
For #10, I couldn't decide between 3 different songs (and they are extremely different from each other ... which furthered my indecisiveness). They are:
The Ramones ~ I Wanna Be Sedated (classic, happy, get-up-and-do-something)
CKY ~ Escape From Hellview (hard-hitting, raw, love it)
Marilyn Monroe ~ Two Little Girls From LittleRock (what can I say ... it's Ms. Monroe!)
You can see my dilema (if you know all three songs) :P
I would be very curious to see what you may think ... if you've heard them ... if you like them ... if you hate them.
Smiles,
Angie
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
Friday, February 20, 2009
Remember
Remember the day I borrowed your brand new car and dented it?
I thought you'd kill me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I dragged you to the beach and you said it would rain and it did?
I thought you'd say "I told you so.", but you didn't.
Do you remember the time I flirted with all those guys just to make you jealous and you were?
I thought you'd leave me, but you didn't.
Do you remember the time I spilled strawberry pie all over your car rug?
I thought you'd hit me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance was formal and you showed up in jeans?
I thought you'd drop me, but you didn't.
Yes, there were lots of things you didn't do - but you put up with me and you loved me and you protected me.
There were lots of things I wanted to make up to you when you returned home from Iraq,
But you didn't.
My friend shared this poem with me several years ago and I think about it from time to time. It's one of those pieces of art that touched me in a part of my heart that doesn't get touched very often, but when it does ... oh my goodness ... it's either laughter or tears or both ... in this case, tears. Like the song Hey There Delilah ... it was the song that I was listening to when I found out one of my best friends died in a motorcycle accident ... I cry every time.
Sorry that I'm being a downer right now ... I've been having an "off" day all day long. Just one of those days I guess. I promise that I'll be a lot happier in my next post. In fact, I'll end with a joke (because laughter and music are soul-menders):
Spent Paycheck
Wife: Okay, today's Friday. Where's your pay envelope?
Man: I already spent all my pay. I bought something for the house.
Wife: What? What could you buy for the house that cost $480?
Man: Eight rounds of drinks.
Ok, not that funny ...
Smiles,
Angie
I thought you'd kill me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I dragged you to the beach and you said it would rain and it did?
I thought you'd say "I told you so.", but you didn't.
Do you remember the time I flirted with all those guys just to make you jealous and you were?
I thought you'd leave me, but you didn't.
Do you remember the time I spilled strawberry pie all over your car rug?
I thought you'd hit me, but you didn't.
And remember the time I forgot to tell you the dance was formal and you showed up in jeans?
I thought you'd drop me, but you didn't.
Yes, there were lots of things you didn't do - but you put up with me and you loved me and you protected me.
There were lots of things I wanted to make up to you when you returned home from Iraq,
But you didn't.
My friend shared this poem with me several years ago and I think about it from time to time. It's one of those pieces of art that touched me in a part of my heart that doesn't get touched very often, but when it does ... oh my goodness ... it's either laughter or tears or both ... in this case, tears. Like the song Hey There Delilah ... it was the song that I was listening to when I found out one of my best friends died in a motorcycle accident ... I cry every time.
Sorry that I'm being a downer right now ... I've been having an "off" day all day long. Just one of those days I guess. I promise that I'll be a lot happier in my next post. In fact, I'll end with a joke (because laughter and music are soul-menders):
Spent Paycheck
Wife: Okay, today's Friday. Where's your pay envelope?
Man: I already spent all my pay. I bought something for the house.
Wife: What? What could you buy for the house that cost $480?
Man: Eight rounds of drinks.
Ok, not that funny ...
Smiles,
Angie
Wednesday, February 18, 2009
Why Cannonball?
So ... hey everybody! This is my first blog and I don't really know what I'm doing. I will tell you that I chose the title Cannonball because I feel like I'm taking a giant leap into shallow waters ... and if I'm gonna leap, why not cannonball right?
I suppose I should also tell you some grand piece of information about myself, but there is nothing too grand. I love music with all of my soul. I love fashion. I love my large-and-in-charge big ole' black cat Pinkus. I love finding the perfect pair of jeans on the first try. I love poetry, quotes and sayings. I love the art of Mark Ryden. I love the tv show One Tree Hill. I love to think that my life has its own soundtrack and every day presents a new set of songs to jive to. I love the rain ~ small tiny misty rain, big fat plops of rain, heavy down-pours with so many drops of rain that you're completely soaked in 10 seconds! Crazy? A definate maybe :)
I don't like liars. I don't like people that breathe right in my face ~ even if they have wonderfully minty breath. I don't like eating chicken on the bone ... or shrimp that still have the shell on ... those little legs and those eyes ... it makes me so sad! I don't like sitting still for very long. I don't like headaches, but I get them frequently. I don't like 90 degree whether, unless I'm in Arizona, where it's dry ~ it's much too humid in Washington to like that kind of heat!
There's plenty more ... I'm sure that I could go on and on and on ... but I'll stop for now. I hope anyone that reads this gets at least a little chuckle, because laughter every day is a necessity! Where would we be without it?
Smiles,
Angie
I suppose I should also tell you some grand piece of information about myself, but there is nothing too grand. I love music with all of my soul. I love fashion. I love my large-and-in-charge big ole' black cat Pinkus. I love finding the perfect pair of jeans on the first try. I love poetry, quotes and sayings. I love the art of Mark Ryden. I love the tv show One Tree Hill. I love to think that my life has its own soundtrack and every day presents a new set of songs to jive to. I love the rain ~ small tiny misty rain, big fat plops of rain, heavy down-pours with so many drops of rain that you're completely soaked in 10 seconds! Crazy? A definate maybe :)
I don't like liars. I don't like people that breathe right in my face ~ even if they have wonderfully minty breath. I don't like eating chicken on the bone ... or shrimp that still have the shell on ... those little legs and those eyes ... it makes me so sad! I don't like sitting still for very long. I don't like headaches, but I get them frequently. I don't like 90 degree whether, unless I'm in Arizona, where it's dry ~ it's much too humid in Washington to like that kind of heat!
There's plenty more ... I'm sure that I could go on and on and on ... but I'll stop for now. I hope anyone that reads this gets at least a little chuckle, because laughter every day is a necessity! Where would we be without it?
Smiles,
Angie
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