Wednesday, November 23, 2005
we all need a pantomine to remind us what is real
James Blunt deserves to die, even when im happy he manages to get me all introspective and blah. It’s odd, he says what you think, the ups and downs of his voice speak your story, he utters those things you’ll never say, your deepest darkest fears are reflected in his words.
This line, from a song named ‘out of my mind’ is one of his few upbeat numbers. This line made me playback the song on repeat. I wonder what he means by it.
Music is like literature, the words that make melody might be static, but the interpretations are infinite. You could think Macbeth was about hijrahs and heera mandi, and no matter how twisted that might be, it’s ok.
Why?
Because that’s the way you think, and really, the way you think is all the matters.
It would be nice if such free thought was so openly accepted in every sphere of life, not just in choruses and sonnets.
And I see no bravery in your eyes anymore,
Just sadness.
(see he did it again)
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Music is like literature, the words that make melody might be static, but the interpretations are infinite. You could think Macbeth was about hijrahs and heera mandi, and no matter how twisted that might be, it’s ok.
I second you.
I read somewhere on your blog that you liked being quoted. Everytime I come to your blog, I really don't know what to say since your answers lie somewhere within your own posts. So im gonna quote you from now on..that's when I can't find anything to say otherwise. :)
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