Back in Black

Hey people... sorry I haven't been around... I can't legally say what I've been doing, but trust me - Zack Morris knows how to have fun.  So, to give you a little hint... 

Back in black 
I hit the sack 
It's been too long I'm glad to be back 
Yes, I'm let loose 
From the noose 
That's kept me hanging around 
I've been looking at the sky 
and it's gettin' me high 
Forget the hearse 'cause I never die 
I got nine lives 
Cats eyes 
Cruisin' every woman, never wonderin' why 

CHORUS: 
'Cause I'm back 
Yes, I'm back 
Well, I'm back 
Yes, I'm back 
Well, I'm back, back 
Well I'm back in black 
Yes, I'm back in black 

Back in the back 
Of a Cadillac 
Number one with a bullet, I'm a power pack 
Yes, I'm in a bang 
With a gang 
They've got to catch me if they want me to hang 
Cause I'm back on the track 
And I'm beatin' the flack 
Nobody's gonna get me on another rap 
So look at me now 
I'm just makin' my play 
Don't try to push your luck, just get out of my way 

CHORUS 

Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back 
Well, I'm back, Yes I'm back 
Well, I'm back, back 
Well I'm back in black 
Yes I'm back in black 

hooo yeah 
Ohh yeah 
Yes I am 
Oooh yeah, yeah Oh yeah 
Back in now 
Well I'm back, I'm back 
Back, I'm back 
Back, I'm back 
Back, I'm back 
Back, I'm back 
Back 
Back in black 
Yes I'm back in black 
Out of the sack

Song: Back in Black
Artist: AC/DC
Album: Back in Black
Year: 1980
Mood: Zippy

The Silence Between Us...

Man, it's been a day. Long day, but less stressful than previous days... which is a good (and long-needed) situation. Everyone's been walking on eggshells since the layoffs, so I needed a good day, and I got one... how about them apples? I really feel blessed... most of the time.

So yeah, I'm packing up at the day job and headed up the road to do a few errands, stop by to see a friend or two, and then meet one of my oldest friends and my brother up at 3Monkeys, where we will drink excessively and flirt with college girls, whom - if you don't know this, listen up, dudes - are actually quite interested in talking to older guys.

I'm totally serious. These little hotties don't get the clueless frat-boy ridiculous come-ons from the boys from 32A. No, sir - we're good-looking, unique, intelligent guys with a lot of life experience... they are both caught off guard, surprised and intrigued by this. Really! No joke!

All I have to say is... it's good to be a thirty-something single guy, at this particular time in my life.

Hells, yeah.

Psyching up to get on the road: I just spun up Bob Mould's District Line ... I subscribe to Paste Magazine - which by the way, is absolutely AMAZING - sign up immediately if you care about great new indie music... and check it out, every issue comes with a free sampler CD containing tracks off new (and very cool) releases.

Anyway, I got off track there (surprise). The best song on District Line is definitely, imho, The Silence Between Us. You might want to click on this link - you can download the song for FREE!

I can't wait to turn that one up LOUD and drive down the road feeling like I'm 22 again, screaming the lyrics and remembering how much I love, love, LOVE Sugar's Copper Blue.

(That was only one year ago, of course. ;)

There were trails of fallen trees
Deciduous and weeding marsh
The lowland birds and crickets roared
The final sound of fall
Along the banks of the river
We approached the footbridge
Entering the wilderness
Following my footstep

The silence between us is the time
When I can't hear the thoughts
That's on your mind, yeah

Beyond the panic and worried that
Seems to consume most every thought
There lies a calm and steady hand
That someday you might see
Perhaps it isn't what you wanted
Or even what you're looking for
But once you see the symmetry
Once you see the you and me

The silence between us is the time
When I can't hear the thoughts
That's on your mind, yeah
Winter lovers, we're so nervous
The words will disappear
What thoughts are on your mind, yeah

You park the car outside the Holiday Inn
We cross the highway single-file
And you were walking in a hurry
And there was me without water with a smile
Yeah!

The silence between us is the time
When I can't hear the thoughts
That's on your mind, yeah

Winter lovers, we're so nervous
The words will disappear
What thoughts are on your mind, yeah
On your mind, yeah
On your mind, yeah
On your mind, yeah

Album: District Line
Artist: Bob Mould
Genre: Bob Mould (seriously... this guy does everything well. Amazing mus

Head like a Hole

I woke up today with a headache, it being allergy season, I am not surprised.

I was also feeling kind of in a dark mood.

So some old school Nine Inch Nails came flooding in. "Head like a hole" from Pretty Hate Machine.

Advil and a big glass of water fixed the headache and Trent fixed my mood.

God money Ill do anything for you.
God money just tell me what you want me to.
God money nail me up against the wall.
God money dont want everything he wants it all.

No you cant take it
No you cant take it
No you cant take that away from me
No you cant take it
No you cant take it
No you cant take that away from me

Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
Id rather die than give you control.
Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
Id rather die than give you control.

Bow down before the one you serve.
Youre going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
Youre going to get what you deserve.

God moneys not looking for the cure.
God moneys not concerned with the sick among the pure.
God money lets go dancing on the backs of the bruised.
God moneys not one to choose
No you cant take it
No you cant take it
No you cant take that away from me
No you cant take it
No you cant take it
No you cant take that away from me

Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
Id rather die than give you control.
Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
Id rather die than give you control.

Bow down before the one you serve.
Youre going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
Youre going to get what you deserve.

Bow down before the one you serve.
Youre going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
Youre going to get what you deserve.

Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
Id rather die than give you control.
Head like a hole.
Black as your soul.
Id rather die than give you control.

Bow down before the one you serve.
Youre going to get what you deserve.
Bow down before the one you serve.
Youre going to get what you deserve.

You know who you are.

Song: Head Like a Hole
Artist: Trent Reznor/Nine Inch Nails
Album: Pretty Hate Machine
Year: 1989
Genre: Industrial