In praise of music.

Hey hey! So I never got to do the game where you write down the first 10 songs when you put your iPod on shuffle. I've got a lot of random crap on there so it should be interesting. A little commentary follows each song.

1.)The Heathery Hills of Yarrow --Bothy Band (Oh saaaaaaaad song! Sniffl.)

2.)Jazz Police -- Leonard Cohen (Oh god, that's rank! Blagh, horrible.)

3.) For Emily, Whenever I May Find Her -- Simon & Garfunkle (This is the song that indelibly fixed my idea of romance, somewhere around the age of 4.)

4.) Tear Stained Letter -- Johnny Cash (Bitter! Bitter! Bitter!)

5.) Loveless Motel -- Jill Sobule (Meh,not a bad song, not one of my huge favs. Try her track Mexican Wrestler for the good stuff.)

6.) The Loving Time -- Mary Black (Holy cow, I really ought to buy some happy music. Though my last purchase was Johnny Cash. That's not exactly happy but it's not very mopey either.)

7.) Where The Trees Have No Name -- U2. (No way! U2? Me too!)

8.) The Beauty of The Rain -- Dar Williams. (Man, I have listened to this song about 6000 times in the last few weeks and I just am never tired of it "she says you've known her deepest fears/cause she's shown you a box of stained glass tears" Oh yeah.)

9.)A Summer Wasting -- Belle & Sebastian. (Ooh, nice:

Seven weeks of reading papers
Seven weeks of river walkways
Seven weeks of feeling guilty
Seven weeks of staying up all night

Summer in winter
Winter is springtime
You heard the bird say
Everything will be fine)

10.) Little Sister -- Elvis. (Random...)

So, last night I had a mock gallery opening and a few friends came by, we looked at the stuff I've been making and I served limeade in tiny paper cups. It was nice. Two other friends swung in from Vermont the night before. and we got to have some really fun times together. I already have weekend plans! My room is clean, my laundry is done, and I have a working to-do list and a fetal budget. It's really shocking how much better life gets when you have the right medication. I kind of feel like a normal person. I'm bracing for the downswing while trying to enjoy what's here. It's a delicate balance.

I am beginning to be certain that Simon is actually Simone. Whoops. That explains the fussiness and non-tameness. I may have to get her a boyfriend because she's unlikely to bond to me. Only boys really do that. Gah.

My mom has a little widget on her blog that lets you listen to music. I wonder if I can figure it out so that you could go over to the sidebar and click on the songs I keep posting.

Also, loneliness is better with a soundtrack, cleaning is better with a soundtrack, exercise is better with a soundtrack, making art is better with a soundtrack. I may just have to marry my iPod.

PS: I just did it. It makes my blog ugly so you'll have to forgive me while I figure that out. In some cases I had to make do with an inferior version of a song, some songs I couldn't add at all, and so on, but click play and pick a song to enjoy some of the mopey and less mopey things I've been listening to!