Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 30, 2010

show me some skin I might bite it

I just want to take you out and get you drunk so I can have my wicked way with you....

I absolutely adore Benjamin Taylor and his new album "The Legend of Kung Folk Part 1 (The Killing Bite)." I stumbled upon it this past weekend and was instantly in HEART with the song "Wicked Way." It's so catchy and unique. It's THAT song that instantly puts a smile on my face and a little pep in my step. I want the entire world to listen to it and just relax. My other absolute favorite from Mr. Taylor is his acoustic cover of Macy Gray's "I Try." This was my original encounter with Mr. Taylor and it was a smash! After some research I came upon a factoid that has consumed my heart and mind... BENJAMIN TAYLOR is the SON of JAMES TAYLOR! Hello!!!!! No wonder I adore this boy so much! JT is like my idol, I cannot get enough of him and his mellow, feel good music. Handyman, oh baby!

"I just want to take you out and get you drunk so I can have my wicked way with you
I’m just being honest cause I know the other guys are thinking just the same way too
And I’m not gonna lie and say that I will take you out to dance there’s just no chance ‘cause I don’t even like the same music you do
I just wanna have my wicked way with you
So don’t you fight it Cause I know you’re gonna like it
Show me some skin I might bite it
I wanna have my wicked with you.
So I’m not gonna come over and meet your mom and dad
They know that I was bad"

p.s. Could you honestly imagine a guy saying this to you? It might be kind of nice to know their intentions up front rather than be another victim of the game.... or maybe we all just like the game? I think my pants would automatically just drop if Benjamin Taylor sang that to me.. quirky hair, goofy smile and all..... yep, I'm THAT girl!

Friday, October 23, 2009

Lesson Learned...


Well the truth it fell so heavy
Like a hammer through the room
That I could choose another over her
You always said I was an actor, baby
Guess in truth you thought me just amateur

That you never saw the signs
That you never lost your grip

Oh, come on now
That's such a childish claim
Now I wear the brand of traitor
Don't it seem a bit absurd
When it's clear I was so obviously framed
When it's clear I was so obviously framed

Now you act so surprised
To hear what you already know
And all you really had to do was ask
I'd have told you straight away
All those lies were truth
And all that was false was fact

Now you hold me close and hard
But I was like a statue at most
Refusing to acknowledge you'd been hurt
Now you're clawing at my throat
And you're crying all is lost

But your tears they felt so hot upon my shirt
But your tears they felt so hot upon my shirt

Well the truth it fell so heavy
Like a hammer through the room
That I could choose another over her
You always said I was an actor, baby
Guess in truth you thought me just amateur

Was it you who told me once
Now looking back it seems surreal
That all our mistakes are merely grist for the mill
So why is it now after I had my fill
Would you steal from me the sorrow that I've earned
Shall we call this a lesson learned?
Shall we call this a lesson learned?


I hate that the most powerful lessons we learn are those that are forced upon us. I just wish things would be easy for once. That a heart could love another without that devastating pain of reality kicking in.

Friday, March 27, 2009

Eyes wide shut unopened...

My Friday song of the day is Sara Bareilles - Between the lines
I've loved it for quite some time and regardless of what I have going on in my life this song always seems to apply. I think her entire album "Little voice" is the most remarkable thing ever. If you don't own it.. you're nuts.



If you dig this check out Gravity or City

Wednesday, March 25, 2009

Lucky Old Sun

I'm addicted to this song, everything and anything about it makes my heart smile. The lyrics alone don't do the song justice, it's one that has to be heard.

Up in the morning
Out on the job
Work like the devil for my pay
Lucky old sun
Aint got nothing to do
Roll around heaven all day

Fuss with my woman
Toil for my kids
Sweat til I am wrinkled and grey
But that lucky old sun
Aint got nothin to do
Roll around heaven all day

Dear lord above
Can't you see I'm cryin
Tears are in my eyes
Send down a cloud with a silver lining
Take me to paradise

Show me that river
Lead me across
And take all my troubles away
Like the lucky old sun
I'll have nothin to do
Roll around heaven all day

Dear lord above
Can't you see I'm cryin
Tears are in my eyes
Send down a cloud with a silver lining
Take me to paradise

Show me that river
Lead me across
And take all my troubles away
Like the lucky old sun
I'll have nothin to do
Roll around heaven all day

But roll around heaven all day...