feels like:
feverishI saw Blonde Redhead at the Paradise last Sunday with my friend. It was one of the best shows I'd seen in a long time. It was one of those shows where the bass crept deep into your chest and echoed around in as if you were hollow. I'd close my eyes and feel as if I was the only one in the room, engulfed in vibrations and decebals. Beautiful.
Blonde Redhead "23"
My Favorite Blonde Redhead Lyrics:
Silently
Silently, I wish to sail into your port, I am your sailor
Quietly, I drop my weight into your sea, I drop my anchor
I sway in your waves, I sing in your sleep
I stay till I'm in your life
I realize now you're not to be blamed my love
You didn't choose your name my love
You never crossed the seven seas
I realize now you're not to be blamed my love
You didn't choose your name my love
You never crossed the seven seas
Oh, sweet creature
I know exactly how you feel
Your clock is ticking, tick tack tick tack
Your heart is beating tum tum tum tum tum
Silently, I wish to sail into your port, I am your sailor
Quietly, I drop my weight into your sea, I drop my anchor
I realize now you're not to be blamed at all
You didn't choose your name my love
You die a little in my arm
I realize now you're not to be blamed at all
You didn't choose your name my love
We never crossed the seven seas
I realize now you die a little in my arm
Before you even taste my love
We never crossed the seven seas
I realize now you re not to be blamed at all
You didn't choose your name my love
You die a little in my arm
I realize now
In particular
Lying on my back. I heard music.
Felt unsure & catastrophic.
Had to tell myself it's only music.
It blows my mind, but it's like that.
Is anyone there? What could you tell me?
Afraid of what? Would you ever know?
Everyone else is really boring.
Anyone else wouldn't be good enough.
Some place safe i would imagine.
Someone new would be so cruel.
Incurable paranoiac. Hysterical depression.
Alex i'm your only friend.
Alex your love will sing for you
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