So I have filled out all the paperwork I can possibly fill out for an apartment that, while not the epitome of perfection, is completely fine (it has only three problems: available March 1 instead of in February, farther from T than I would like in an ideal world, bathroom very very small; on the other hand the rooms are sized such that I think it is the only two-bedroom I've ever seen where we can shelve all our books because it is that roomy, and it's in one of those lovely old Victorians which, contrary to all human expectation, has actually been adequately maintained forever). Therefore we probably have an apartment, but it's not up to me anymore, it's up to other people to fill out paperwork and the landlord to approve stuff and whatnot, and so I am on a train back to B.'s.
Train boring. Too sleep-deprived to read, and man, if I am too tired for Clark Ashton Smith I am impressively tired. In quiet car, as I hoped I'd sleep, but train too jouncy to sleep. Internet veeeeeeeeeeeery sloooooooow. (Though extant.) Experiencing bizarre combination of fear of not getting apartment and fear of potential renter's remorse. (It's probably fine! I know this!)
So yeah have a music guessing meme, One of those first-line-of-song ones, the first twenty that come up at random on my tiny alien control device, and I'll leave out the foreign-language ones and elide any instances of the song title in the quoted lyrics. And doing this should get me through the rest of New Jersey, even if New Jersey seems infinite. My wife did this recently and it will probably be illustrative of the difference in our tastes, though I expect she'll still know all of them.
1) I was down in Georgia, and nothing was as real as the street beneath my feet descending into air.
2) It was a beautiful day, sun beat down, I had the radio on, I was driving. Trees went by, me and Del were singing, little 'Runaway', I was flying. OK, if 'Runaway' comes up I will laugh. (guessed by
boxofdelights,
kate_nepveu,
chomiji)
3) They put angels in the electric chair-- straight-up angels in the electric chair. And no one knew and no one cared but burning stars lit up their hair, and crawled to heaven on golden stairs.
4) Is it asking too much to be given time to know these songs and to sing them? Is it asking too much of my vacant smile and my laugh and lies that bring them? (guessed by
saunteringfiend,
tirerim)
5) That old one-trick pony sat down in the dust-- he pawed the air, gunshots blared away. The sun was red as rust.
6) I've got a friend in Jesus, he's got a friend in me. He's a bit hung up on God but we've agreed to disagree. Sometimes when I'm feeling frisky, call you up at home. One time when your boyfriend answered I pretended I was selling mobiles-- I will now with great difficulty prevent myself from quoting the rest of the song and most other things by the band (guessed by
lnhammer,
sovay)
7) [redacted], [unintelligible], O Mom and Dad... Hi. I'm not home right now, but if you wanna leave a message, just start talking at the sound of the tone. Hello? This is your mother. Are you there? Are you coming home? (guessed by
boxofdelights,
lnhammer)
8) If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. (guessed by
the_rck,
chomiji)
9) You walked into my house last night, I couldn't help but notice a light that was long gone still burning strong. You were sitting, your fingers like fuses, your eyes were cinnamon. You said you stand for every known abuse that was ever threatened to anyone but you. Why should I know better by now when I'm old enough not to? I have, and I am not joking, the plot of a novel based around this song. Well, this and three others. One of them was #1 on this list. (guessed by
saunteringfiend,
batwrangler)
10) A newborn child has no teeth. A goose has no teeth. A rose has no teeth. (partially guessed by
snarp, guessed by
sovay)
11) Last I saw mother she rose from her chair. When they caught me I'd just finished combing my hair.
12) You give me that look that's like laughing with liquid in your mouth. Like you're choosing between choking and spitting it all out. Like you're trying to fight gravity on a planet that insists that love is like falling... (guessed by
thegorgon,
saunteringfiend,
mobiuswolf)
13) Half past twelve and I'm watching the Late Show in my flat all alone. How I hate to spend the evening on my own. Autumn winds blowing outside the window as I look around the room, and it makes me so depressed to see the gloom. Full points given for original, but I am listening to the Kind Of Ironic Gay Cover Version and have no idea how obscure it is. (guessed by
snarp,
gwyneira (bonus points for correct cover))
14) Give it up for me, please. Put your hands in the air. If you know what's good for you, you want to shake it like you just don't care. Would you please clap your hands? (guessed by
juushika)
15) He has agreed to take me to the ice hotel from the magazine. What we will need is a gleaming key made of ice as well by the finest ice machine. It's there that no one will stare at your jaws and your long hair, the claws on your fingers. It's in the past when the passers-by laugh at your strange way of speaking, your batteries leaking. (guessed by
teenybuffalo)
16) We shall play: Raise hands! The sole purpose of our endeavor is the musical betterment of American youth! What we need is a music fix. (Practice makes perfect.)
17) Well, I said, [redacted], I don't feel safe. I feel like life has blown a great big hole through me. And she said child, you must protect yourself, you can protect yourself, I'll show you how with fire. (guessed by
sovay)
18) On from here, walking, dreams awake, I think not, mmm, I think not. The sky comes king, blown in every direction and of no country. I am strong. It is no mystery; I know my way from here. Iron sharpens iron, crooked, wooden, peacock, black, I have your feathers slung across my back. I'm not the only one to help you down the hill. If anyone has a credible exegesis of this song I would love to know about it, because I love it to pieces and I have no idea. (guessed by
tirerim,
sovay)
19) I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind. I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time. (partially guessed by
snarp, guessed by
sovay)
20) This girl is a stencil of a brushstroke in the rain. She's a ghost of the city, she's a body through the windscreen. (guessed by
thegorgon,
saunteringfiend,
ckd)
Yay, this is now Delaware. Also my iPod appears to be in an artsy and depressed mood. I considered doing a bonus round of 'the most obscure thing on my player' but I suspect it is one of the above, honestly, unless it's Liliput's 'Split' which is unquotable because it speaks in tongues. My iPod, now that it is no longer showing off, has settled into bouncy happy stuff. Okay then.
Train boring. Too sleep-deprived to read, and man, if I am too tired for Clark Ashton Smith I am impressively tired. In quiet car, as I hoped I'd sleep, but train too jouncy to sleep. Internet veeeeeeeeeeeery sloooooooow. (Though extant.) Experiencing bizarre combination of fear of not getting apartment and fear of potential renter's remorse. (It's probably fine! I know this!)
So yeah have a music guessing meme, One of those first-line-of-song ones, the first twenty that come up at random on my tiny alien control device, and I'll leave out the foreign-language ones and elide any instances of the song title in the quoted lyrics. And doing this should get me through the rest of New Jersey, even if New Jersey seems infinite. My wife did this recently and it will probably be illustrative of the difference in our tastes, though I expect she'll still know all of them.
1) I was down in Georgia, and nothing was as real as the street beneath my feet descending into air.
2) It was a beautiful day, sun beat down, I had the radio on, I was driving. Trees went by, me and Del were singing, little 'Runaway', I was flying. OK, if 'Runaway' comes up I will laugh. (guessed by
3) They put angels in the electric chair-- straight-up angels in the electric chair. And no one knew and no one cared but burning stars lit up their hair, and crawled to heaven on golden stairs.
4) Is it asking too much to be given time to know these songs and to sing them? Is it asking too much of my vacant smile and my laugh and lies that bring them? (guessed by
5) That old one-trick pony sat down in the dust-- he pawed the air, gunshots blared away. The sun was red as rust.
6) I've got a friend in Jesus, he's got a friend in me. He's a bit hung up on God but we've agreed to disagree. Sometimes when I'm feeling frisky, call you up at home. One time when your boyfriend answered I pretended I was selling mobiles-- I will now with great difficulty prevent myself from quoting the rest of the song and most other things by the band (guessed by
7) [redacted], [unintelligible], O Mom and Dad... Hi. I'm not home right now, but if you wanna leave a message, just start talking at the sound of the tone. Hello? This is your mother. Are you there? Are you coming home? (guessed by
8) If you miss the train I'm on, you will know that I am gone. You can hear the whistle blow a hundred miles. (guessed by
9) You walked into my house last night, I couldn't help but notice a light that was long gone still burning strong. You were sitting, your fingers like fuses, your eyes were cinnamon. You said you stand for every known abuse that was ever threatened to anyone but you. Why should I know better by now when I'm old enough not to? I have, and I am not joking, the plot of a novel based around this song. Well, this and three others. One of them was #1 on this list. (guessed by
10) A newborn child has no teeth. A goose has no teeth. A rose has no teeth. (partially guessed by
11) Last I saw mother she rose from her chair. When they caught me I'd just finished combing my hair.
12) You give me that look that's like laughing with liquid in your mouth. Like you're choosing between choking and spitting it all out. Like you're trying to fight gravity on a planet that insists that love is like falling... (guessed by
13) Half past twelve and I'm watching the Late Show in my flat all alone. How I hate to spend the evening on my own. Autumn winds blowing outside the window as I look around the room, and it makes me so depressed to see the gloom. Full points given for original, but I am listening to the Kind Of Ironic Gay Cover Version and have no idea how obscure it is. (guessed by
14) Give it up for me, please. Put your hands in the air. If you know what's good for you, you want to shake it like you just don't care. Would you please clap your hands? (guessed by
15) He has agreed to take me to the ice hotel from the magazine. What we will need is a gleaming key made of ice as well by the finest ice machine. It's there that no one will stare at your jaws and your long hair, the claws on your fingers. It's in the past when the passers-by laugh at your strange way of speaking, your batteries leaking. (guessed by
16) We shall play: Raise hands! The sole purpose of our endeavor is the musical betterment of American youth! What we need is a music fix. (Practice makes perfect.)
17) Well, I said, [redacted], I don't feel safe. I feel like life has blown a great big hole through me. And she said child, you must protect yourself, you can protect yourself, I'll show you how with fire. (guessed by
18) On from here, walking, dreams awake, I think not, mmm, I think not. The sky comes king, blown in every direction and of no country. I am strong. It is no mystery; I know my way from here. Iron sharpens iron, crooked, wooden, peacock, black, I have your feathers slung across my back. I'm not the only one to help you down the hill. If anyone has a credible exegesis of this song I would love to know about it, because I love it to pieces and I have no idea. (guessed by
19) I took a walk around the world to ease my troubled mind. I left my body lying somewhere in the sands of time. (partially guessed by
20) This girl is a stencil of a brushstroke in the rain. She's a ghost of the city, she's a body through the windscreen. (guessed by
Yay, this is now Delaware. Also my iPod appears to be in an artsy and depressed mood. I considered doing a bonus round of 'the most obscure thing on my player' but I suspect it is one of the above, honestly, unless it's Liliput's 'Split' which is unquotable because it speaks in tongues. My iPod, now that it is no longer showing off, has settled into bouncy happy stuff. Okay then.
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Date: 2012-01-28 02:53 am (UTC)12. Falling is Like This, Ani DiFranco
20 This Girl is Taking Bets, Thea Gilmore
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Date: 2012-01-28 03:53 am (UTC)7)Laurie Anderson, O Superman
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Date: 2012-01-28 05:33 am (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-01-29 12:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-28 04:15 am (UTC)13 - A Man After Midnight, by either Abba or somebody who sounds a lot like Abba.
19 - Kryptonite, by... band from early 2000s with a number in their name.
The problem with the surreal nature of band names is that it is difficult to form long-term memories of them.
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Date: 2012-01-28 11:05 am (UTC)4) Dubstar - Stars. Lacuna Coil do a fantastic cover of this.
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Date: 2012-01-28 11:08 am (UTC)and 20) is Thea Gilmore, This Girl Is Taking Bets
(this girl's a silhouette can't you see....)
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Date: 2012-01-28 03:09 pm (UTC)18) Hutterite Mile - Sixteen Horsepower. I have no idea either I'm afraid.
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Date: 2012-01-29 12:28 am (UTC)There may not be an explanation of Hutterite Mile. It has that air.
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Date: 2012-01-30 01:48 pm (UTC)8. Five Hundred Miles, Peter, Paul and Mary.
19. Kryptonite, by... uh. 3 Doors Down? Maybe?
20. This Girl Is Taking Bets, Thea Gilmore, and also I love that song enormously.
Possibly I shouldn't be trying to remember artists at 8:30 in the morning, but oh well. And by the way, I may only know a handful of these but every one is one I deeply enjoy, so full marks to you for taste, say I.
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Date: 2012-01-28 02:40 am (UTC)Love,
Nine
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Date: 2012-01-29 12:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-28 02:43 am (UTC)Apartment sounds very promising!
And your songs are almost totally foxing me. Here, have the only two that I knew:
2) Running Down a Dream - Tom Petty
8) 500 Miles - I know this as a folk song, recorded by Peter Paul & Mary, among others
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Date: 2012-01-29 12:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-28 02:45 am (UTC)*vibe*vibe*vibe*
Everything will be well with the apartment. You're good apartment-hunters and have done everything you can. Yeah, the Boston rental market is a zoo, but if by some mischance everything isn't best with this apartment, you'll pass it up only to find an even better option.
I'm currently studying to be a real estate agent. If I was qualified and operating in greater Boston, I would find you the best deal possible. (Also, I don't mean to be callous here, because it's crappy to have to deal with place-hunting from your end of things, but on a side note: you've reassured me that there's an actual living still to be made in real estate, at least in rentals.)
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Date: 2012-01-28 03:28 am (UTC)http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=CGkwKHtz0FU
(Oh noes, I was wrong, it's called "New Zero" and not "Ice Hotel." A rose by any other word is still creepifying and beautiful.)
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Date: 2012-01-28 02:47 am (UTC)#19 is Kryptonite, a.k.a. the song in the first fanvid I ever saw, which was Heero/Relena. I really don't know how to feel about that being the only song I can pick out.
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Date: 2012-01-28 02:41 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-01-28 02:48 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-29 12:42 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-28 02:52 am (UTC)I think the recording I have of #8 is sung by Carol King, but I'm not going to hunt down my mom's old mix cassette to find out ;)
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Date: 2012-01-29 12:44 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-28 03:29 am (UTC)#7 is "O Superman," Laurie Anderson.
---L.
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Date: 2012-01-28 03:38 am (UTC)10) Matmos, "Roses and Teeth for Ludwig Wittgenstein."
16) It's totally not fair of me to guess this one.
17) Kate Bush, "Lily."
18) 16 Horsepower, "Hutterite Mile."
19) 3 Doors Down, "Kryptonite."
Love you.
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Date: 2012-01-29 12:47 am (UTC)Love you so.
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Date: 2012-01-28 11:51 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-29 12:49 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-01-28 02:45 pm (UTC)*Googles*
...oh.
Well, that makes sense, then. Re: the rest of the songs-- your iPod has really excellent taste. (Okay, yes, that one is good, too, it just scares me.)
I am having almost precisely the same combination of fears. But I have given the nice realtor a zillion paperworks, and will give her even more as soon as the UPS store opens, and she will meet with the guy at 4pm today and then we will know.
And, um, everything will be fine?
Love.
--R
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Date: 2012-01-28 06:29 pm (UTC)Nine
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