fifty-four. [THEME: away]

[cabaretlights.livejournal.com]

Another White Dash
Artist: Butterfly Boucher
Album: Flutterby
Year: 2003
♥: This song is --------

- spring in March. Or February. Sunshine as the snow maybe-thinks-about-melting; that inimitable crisp smell of sun hitting ice (it smells best in Rigaud, like trees maybe-thinking-about-waking-up).

- 2005, the last stretch of living in Rigaud -- the last gasp of cegep -- beginnings and endings and a paper about Lolita.

- unabashedly pop, and I love it. I love how it jingles, but roughly; the chugging guitar line; the bouncy melody; the repetition (another white dash, another white dash, another white dash) pushing on, forwards, up and out.

- a bit of an autobiography. maybe just in one line:
"I got a heart full of rubber bands / that keep getting caught on things." 
(I made an art to that line, last spring. It's called Next.)

- a lyrical gem, but not really; just in that way I talked about in my comment for 'Writer's Block', ages ago: simple.
"There is something deep and pulling, leaving everything behind
Something about having everything you think you'll ever need
Sitting in the seat next to you."
(a little confession: in cegep, "everything i think i'll ever need" was not a person; it was a laptop. thaaaat might still be true, a little bit.) 

- possibility & movement. freedom, concretized.

- hard for me to articulate, I guess, in terms of how I respond to it. But I picked it for the theme after rejecting dozens of others, and when I remembered it, there was no other. I swear swear swear that I didn't even realize she cries "away away!" until listening to it, after deciding.




Away, away. I have to remember the road is endless. ♥

Comments

[amethysting.livejournal.com]

I love the jangle of this too...there is a sense of movement to the music and I like that.

This song came on yesterday when I was in that hot, little room in the high school basement, trying to drown out the sound of the server beeping and it completely transported me.

There is something exciting
About leaving everything behind
There is something deep and pulling
Leaving everything behind

I wanted to follow those words and flee.

I agree that it is a bit of a lyrical gem...the description of sitting in a fast-moving car is different and beautiful...I love the idea of the world going by in a blur, like a "really old movie". Her voice is lovely...I wish I remembered more about seeing her open for Tori.