Like yesterday I was sitting here typing out my invoices for the month listening to Pandora when a Tyronne Wells song called All I Can Do came on. It was as if he reached through my computer screen and slapped me in the face. Actually, lets think of a better metaphor since I think he is far from the type of guy who will slap a female. It was as if he materialized in my apartment and sang the song so loudly that I had no choice but to stop what I was doing and listen to every word in a moment so grand that I thought, "wow I really gotta tell someone about this."
On Thursday I was driving home right after sunset and took the route closest to the water while listening to She and Him's I Can Hear Music and ohhh..... it was brilliant.
And tonight it was Ben Gibbard. I was feeling somewhat rattled all day today, like something was missing but I didn't know what. It's like that feeling of being homesick, when in fact you are actually at home. I had a few things throw me off balance today but I was able to attend a nice Halloween Eve party in Sherman Oaks. As I was driving home on the 405 and enjoying the Los Angeles city lights passing by (i love driving at night), I started fiending for some Death Cab. I mean really, it was like this craving coming from a full blown addiction. And an addiction it may be because as soon as Bixby Canyon Bridge started playing my whole being just felt so satisfied.
I also had a moment this week where I was driving around listening to my demos, and it's like I woke up and realized, "this is me!"
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