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Here's another girl who reigns. [15 Sep 2006|06:32am]
[ music | Regina Spektor - Samson ]

I discovered Regina Spektor through perchance's lj. I downloaded On the Radio, and it was immediately on my Winamp's autoplay. And then I listened to the entire Begin to Dream album, and it was just amazing. Rarely would you find an artist who plays the piano and writes her own songs, and Regina does so beautifully. Her lyrics are both poetic and poignant and sometimes vague. It isn't any wonder why she's being compared to Tori Amos, which kinds of irks her, I heard. She even looks like Tori (and Fiona Apple and Chloe Sevigny) sometimes. Well I say just be flattered, Regina. Fret all you want, but bear in mind that Tori paved the road for artists of your genre to penetrate the commercial music industry.

But really, Regina makes her own beautiful music. Although comparison is inevitable because she sounds like Bjork or Kate Bush when she coos. I love that her style is raw and most of her songs sound happy and her lyrics are free flowing but the storytelling is intact.

My favorite tracks are:

1. Fidelity
2. Better
3. Samson (nakakapangilabot!!!)
4. On the Radio (so bouncy)
5. Field Below
6. Hotel Song
9. That Time
11. Lady
12. Summer in the City

Tracks 7. Apres Moi, 8. 20 Years of Snow and 10. Edit all sound different at first and a few playbacks are needed to fully appreciate the melody, but these just show Regina's eccentricity as a songwriter.

Her lyrics are byutifuuuuul!!! Some of my favorite parts in her songs:

And suppose I never ever met you
Suppose we never fell in love
Suppose I never ever let you kiss me so sweet and so soft
Suppose I never ever saw you
Suppose we never ever called
Suppose I kept on singing love songs just to break my own fall
Just to break my fall
Just to break my fall
Break my fall
Break my fall

Fidelity

Well this is how it works
you peer inside yourself
you take the things you like
and try to love the things you took
and then you take that love you make
and stick it into some, someone else's heart
pumping someone else's blood
and walk in arm in arm
you hope it don't get harmed
but even if if does you'd just do it all again
On the radio we heard November rain
that solo's awful long
but it's a good refrain
you'll listened to it twice
'cause the DJ is asleep
on the radio

On the Radio

Come in, come in
Come into my world I've got to show
Show show you
Come into my bed
I've got to know
Know know you
I have dreams of orca whales and owls
But I wake up in fear
You will never be my
You will never be my fool
Will never be my fool

Hotel Song

Lady sings the blues so well
As if she mean it
As if it's hell down here
In the smoke-filled world
Where the jokes are cold
They don't laugh at jokes
They laugh at tragedies

Lady (This song could actually be a tribute to Billie Holiday.)

Summer in the city means cleavage cleavage cleavage
And I start to miss you, baby, sometimes
I've been staying up and drinking in a late night establishment
Telling strangers personal things

Summer in the City

Hey remember that time when I would only read Shakespeare
Hey remember that other time when I would only read the backs of cereal boxes
Hey remember that time I tried to save a pigeon with a broken wing
A street cat got him by morning and I had to bury pieces of his body in my building's playground
I thought I was going to be sick, I thought I was going to be sick

That Time

Samson went back to bed
Not much hair left on his head
He ate a slice of wonder bread and went right back to bed
And history books forgot about us and the bible didn't mention us
And the bible didn't mention us, not even once

Samson

I wish I'd see your face below
I wish I'd hear you whispering low
But you don't live downtown no more
And everything must come and go

Field Below



Try and enjoy Regina!! She's immediately become one of my favorite musicians.
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Time to update the blurty! [15 Sep 2006|07:28am]
[ music | William Shatner Feat. Joe Jackson - Common People ]

The One Liner:

You know that place between sleep and awake, the place where you can still remember dreaming? That's where I'll always love you, Peter Pan. That's where I'll be waiting.

Tinkerbell, Hook


The Last Song Syndrome:

Where to go I had no idea about it
Most of the people do, there're only doing just fine
I don't wanna stay in place no more, see
Ain't doing well well well, I am only doing just fine.
Long Distance Call, Phoenix

The rain fell hard on the roofs that day
You telephone from far away
I see the ocean from my room
All I could say was "are you coming home soon?"
The static whisper in my ear
But in a moment your voice was clear
"I need some time," you said to me
That's when I knew you were gonna make me lonely.
On Peak Hill, Stars

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Urgent [15 Sep 2006|09:05am]
[ music | Regina Spektor - Us ]

I request that you please take a few moments of your time to read this and any form of help would be truly appreicated. Jowin is a very good friend of mine and knowing him, he isn't really the kind who asks for help unless it's very important and urgent. You can also message me if you have donations, and I can forward it to him. Any amount is welcome. Please help. Thank you.

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