don’t know what it means, but i like it.
February 23, 2008
Last night was fun. I know that reads like such a basic statement, but while bathing in green water from a bath bomb this morning (also fun – thanks, H), I had the thought that fun, the older you get can sometimes be illusive. There’s a lot less playing as an adult and even all the best intentions of our endless entertainment opportunities can let you down.
It started with beer and pizza and good conversation which led to a suggestion, “Are there any shows to see?”
“St.Vincent’s at the Cedar…”
“Sure.”
I knew only a smattering about her, maybe a song or two, a rumor about her, or maybe I received a recommendation about her. But this much I can tell you from last night, I’ve never witnessed a more rockinin’ female musician in my life. Her and her talented band were something to behold. What was almost an afterthought suggestion that led to one of the best concerts I’ve seen in years. Maybe fun has more to do with expectations, who knows, but I have to think that even if I had any they might’ve blown away.
Here are the lyrics from one of St. Vincent’s songs. Can’t tell you what it means, but I like it:
Jesus Saves, I Spend lyrics
While Jesus is saving I’m spending all my days
in backgrounds and landscapes with the languages of saints
While people are spinning like toys on Christmas day
I’m inside a still life with the other absentee
While Jesus is saving, I’m spending all my days
in the garden-grey pallor of lines across your face
While people will cheer on the spectacle we’ve made
I’m sitting and sculpting menageries of saints
Oh, my man my absentee
I’d do anything to please you
Come my love the stage is waiting
Be the one to save my saving grace
While Jesus is saving I’m spending all my grace
on rosy-red pallor of lights on center stage
While people have cheered on the awful mess we’ve made
through storms of red roses we’ve exited the stage
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