Monday, June 25, 2012

The Song

Get the lighting right 
and set the mood
Characters standing on their marks
waiting for their cues
Director of photography
framing the scene and filtering hues
It won't be long
I love this scene for the song

I love how some scenes are a thousand times better because of the song that is chosen to underpin it... whether there are lyrics or not.  Yesterday I wrote about favourite scenes.  I've always said that I felt like the Before Sunrise and Before Sunset movies are all just build up for the 5 minute taxi scene in the second movie.  I love that scene.

In the same way, I feel that some movies are worth watching just to hear a song in the movie... and sure, you can go and find it online and listen to it, but I like to watch the whole movie up to the scene with the song.  It's so much more wonderful in context.  It's that feeling of discovering something beautiful.  It's exciting and fun to try to learn it on guitar so that you can recreate the scene all over again.  Peace out.

Sunday, June 24, 2012

Favourite Scenes

What are your favourite scenes?
What do they tell you about yourself?
The movies you watch time and again
The lines you play in our heads on repeat?

Who are we when we sleep?
When our inhibitions fall away?
How many nights do you regret that you took the leap?
and will you still be here when the night becomes day?

I think it's interesting when people talk about their favourite things. Growing up, I never really thought that I had favourite things. And whenever I was asked, "what's your favourite colour?" or "what's your favourite food?", I would just make up something. I think I still feel that way although now I have some canned answers so that my made up answers are at least consistent. I won't give any examples... firstly because I don't want people to think that what they think is my favourite movie may not be or that my favourite food is a lie. And secondly I don't want anybody hacking into my online accounts by knowing the answers to my secret questions.

I'm thinking about these things because even though I don't really have a clear favourite movie, I know that there are scenes in movies that I like that are my favourite scenes in those movies. And then I started thinking about my favourite scenes... and then I started watching clips on youtube. I'm chasing rabbits down rabbit holes. Peace out.

Thursday, June 14, 2012

Choices

You chose this
You decided that our lives would be a mess
We stand face to face
You in grey and me in a white dress
I love you more
and you love me less
We danced this night
and failed the test

I just watched The Romantics on netflix. Seeing Katie Holmes again brings me back 10 years to the days when I would watch Dawsons Creek and think that the show runners were from the future and knew what was going to happen in my life a few weeks in advance. Perhaps a lot of people felt that way. Perhaps seeing Katie again backed by the sounds of Armistice just puts me in the mood to play guitar at inappropriate hours... forcing me to find quieter activities like writing into the abyss. Peace out.

Saturday, June 9, 2012

No Words

Would you love me if I had no words?
the inability to verbalize things you deserved
Could you love me if I couldn't say
things to make you better when you weren't ok?

Could I sway you with my posture
the subtleties in how I hold my shoulders?
Could I win your heart with my actions
and convince you to stay as we both grow older?

I watched Love Actually yesterday.  It was a bit too optimistic for my liking... too many happy endings.  There was one relationship that caught my attention.  The guy spoke english and the girl was portuguese and they spent a lot of time together but didn't understand each other when they spoke... and some how they fell in love.

I'm always a bit confused by relationships where they don't share the same native tongue.  I think as people, we really long to be understood... to feel this sense of one-ness... and I don't really understand how that works when communication is such a potential area for mishaps.  What if you choose the wrong word?  Or unintentionally put your foot in your mouth by choosing the wrong cultural-based saying?

Or maybe words are entirely over rated.  Maybe tone and body language is king.  Maybe you can fall in love with no words.  I dunno.  Peace out.

I Hate You

I love you but I hate you
Is there really a difference?
Are they not really just the same thing
with hating being one degree easier?
A task well suited for lesser men

I think this is an interesting idea and a slippery slope.  The idea that love and hate are so closely related and that one could easily cross this very narrow line many times a day - between love and hate.  It's so easy and comes so natural.  It's very scary indeed.  Peace out.

Tuesday, June 5, 2012

Headphones

The sound of the rain bleeds through my headphones
drowning my mind
and soaking my thoughts
It washes my memories of you that I've kept high on a shelf
safe from the high waters
I think of all the "should've"s and the "oughta"s

Mistakes we made lying to ourselves
and living life in the short term

Watched Midnight in Paris last night and all it did was make me want to watch Before Sunrise so I watched that tonight. I love that movie. It's funny because watching Before Sunrise is all really just a build up for watching Before Sunset and that scene in the taxi. I love that scene. I love it and I hate it.

It's storming here in Calgary. It doesn't usually do that here. It's not like Winnipeg with the summer lightning storms. I'm feeling nostalgic. Perhaps I should open up a nostalgia store and sell misery... or is that a song? Peace out.