in an empty state

here i go again, feeling in a state of complete vacuum and emptiness. i hate it when i get like that. there's a bunch of interesting and fun things i could do, but no, the only thing i seem to be able to do right now is to listen to an israeli student radio station which plays nice, well-chosen tracks, and has girl hosts who whisper with sexy voices between every few songs in an incomprehensible to me, but nevertheless pretty language.

and to think that i could listen to the radio while:

-writing a letter to accompany the cinnamon basil seeds i need to send my friend
-completing my scribblings in a certain journal and finally sending it to another friend
-studying kanji (it's nice exercise, and a fun thing to do)
-studying hebrew (which i seem to have neglected the past few years, but it's still something i want to do)
-washing the three mugs and 2 plates in the sink
-finishing the article on cirque du soleil and thinking up questions to ask my acquaintance Esa in december
-doing some more research on iceland (regardless of when i will actually need it)

and on and on. and still, here i am, spinning around slowly in the vacuum i've created around me. on days like this, i try to kick myself into living the colorful life i want to live.

and so, i will. i'm going on a trip to japan sea this weekend. alone, with my discman and my camera. i'll post about it when i get back, and hopefully i'll have a few good photos to show.

now shower, bed, and colorful dreams.


cat power -- fool

what's on?

sara, you know i like this stuff. thanks.

THE RULES: List five songs that you are currently loving. It doesn't matter what genre they are from, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, but they must be songs you're really enjoying right now.

Post these instructions, the artists, and the songs in your blog. Then tag five other friends to see what they're listening to.

my top 5:

1. emiliana torrini -- sunny road
2. emiliana torrini -- lifesaver
3. emiliana torrini -- fisherman's woman
4. emiliana torrini -- at least it was
5. madeleine peyroux -- i'll look around

p.s. i won't tag anyone, but please do share in a comment.

sunny road

Emiliana Torrini -- Sunny Road

Wrote you this
I hope you got it safe
It's been so long
I don't know what to say
I've travelled 'round
Through deserts on my horse
But jokes aside
I wanna come back home
You know that night
I said i had to go
You said you'd meet me
On the sunny road

It's time, meet me on the sunny road
it's time, meet me on the sunny road

I never married
Never had those kids
I loved too many
Now heaven's closed its gates.
I know I'm bad
To jump on you like this
Some things don't change
My middle name's still 'Risk'
I know that night
So long long time ago
Will you still meet me
On the sunny road

It's time, meet me on the sunny road
It's time, meet me on the sunny road

Well, this is it
I'm running out of space
Here is my address
And number just in case.
This time as one
We'll find which way to go
Now come and meet me
On the sunny road

god is a dj

so maybe god is a dj, after all, and faithless were right. his job sure isn't easy.

"i just found a new aim in life..."

i know this is an inane post, but i am so happy i could scream! i can't wait for this to come out!

release date: 25. 10. 2005

excerpt from the naked music site (where there is some ear candy available): "..."cherry" is probably the most highly anticipated naked music release ever." sure, i for one am enough to count on.

p.s. news kindly provided by cut, на която почвам да строя паметник утре рано сутринта! ура!

on staying up

do you remember those times when we were little and wanted to stay up desperately, for one reason or another (a movie we thought was fascinating but we were too young to watch, to play, but mostly to just hang out with the grown-ups which seemed such an interesting thing to do at the time) but we weren't allowed to? or were too sleepy to stay up?

i remember an evening, i must have been 5 or 6 and i was reading a book in the kitchen, listening to my parents have an ordinary conversation. nothing special, but i found it riveting at the time. but my body was giving up -- my eyes were closing, i was half asleep. my mom saw me and said "alright, let's get you to bed". then i opened my eyes wide and said i was wide awake. alas, my protests didn't get me anywhere but to my bed where i fell asleep as soon as my mom kissed me goodnight. it was so interesting, though. i really wanted to stay up.

why am i writing all this?

i'm supposed to wake up early tomorrow, and it's already 3.14 am. way past the desirable bedtime if you're getting up at 8am.
tonight there's no interesting conversation going on, nor a book to keep my attention (i finished a book last night and i have nothing on my list to read. any suggestions are welcome, by the way). interestingly, i am in the kitchen again. this time, my own. seems like it's my favorite room.
what's keeping me up this time is a song.

today i dug up a song i hadn't heard before. it's by my favorite band of all times -- Moloko. i thought i'd heard everything but gladly, i was wrong. Moloko's "Take My Hand" turned out to be a hidden gem that i'd overlooked among all the different stuff i listen to in my insatiable thirst for music.
i'm not sure i can find the right words to describe the beauty of this song -- the bass walking along elegantly, the pianos dripping like raindrops down the window, the trumpets and the ghostly backvocals lighting sparkles everywhere, the words making me dream and dream, and most of all roisin's voice...so powerful, and self-confident, yet so fragile, warm and feminine...this is liquid poetry. i don't know how else to describe it.

i've been listening to this song for probably five hours straight. and i don't care one bit about how my back aches, how my eyes are closing, and how nasty waking up in a few hours will be. i can stay up now and i'm not gonna miss the fun.