Press Play again..

I had to post another one (or a few) for tonight. I just found this song that I absolutely love!

Backstory: One of my favorite movies is A Love Song For Bobby Long, its filled with great references to timeless books, and captures a life that I wish I could live. So relaxed and free, it shows the dingy, raw side of romanticism.. and has a great story about finding who you are in the oddest of places.



Grayson Capps sings in New Orleans, where the film takes place, he wrote and performed six songs for the sountrack. His voice is rugged and honest, it brings out the deep igneous passion that real blues are supposed to make you feel. Some might not understand the feeling Grayson's songs give you until you see the movie. His music and the film blend so well together, they compliment each other's rawness of the bare, concrete, margin between the life we live, and the life that these people live. It strips you down, and leaves you naked and cold with only your deepest emotions to blanket you. There is nothing more real than his words, and his voice.

TAG! I'm it!

its been a while since I've posted anyways, so thanks Ambie for tagging me.. I needed a kick in the butt!

I'm pretty good at talking about myself, and fortunately I was blessed with some extreme randamity... so here goes.

Here are the rules:
1. Link to the person who tagged you
2. Post the rules to your blog
3. Write 6 random things about yourself
4. Tag 6 people at the end of your post and link to them
5. Let each person you have tagged know by leaving a comment on their blog.
6. Let the tagger know when your entry is posted

• I used to wear my socks inside out because the stitching on the toe made me cry obsessively.
• I have a dictionary with every word I've looked up highlighted (since 7th grade), including the words snot, sex, and masturbate. I like words :)
• When I tweeze my left eyebrow it makes me sneeze.
• I cringe when people continually misspell the same word, but have learned to refrain from educating them of the correct way to spell because I'm trying to be less bitchy.
• My dream is to live alone on a piece of land on the side of the Interstate 10 near Kerrville, TX and do nothing but walk through the fields along the highway and listen to music everyday, and never work another day of my life.
• I wish I was a character in a book instead of having to live my own life, my choices being made for me, my every move carfeully planned out by a sarcastic, abstemious homo living in a cabin in Manchester. Honestly...

Okay now that I've told you about myself... its time to tag someone else!

Wait! Everyone's been tagged already :( How about anyone that reads this has to start it up with their friends... yeah that sounds good!

Good night.