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domingo, 2 de abril de 2017

Musical Post 3: We don't talk anymore

This is a song I hear all the time.

Coincidentally, when i discovered this song on VH1, I was writing my Princess #6 and her story has a lot in common with this song. 




But frankly, I don't know if what makes me like 'We don't talk anymore' so much is Charlie's Puth' voice, or Selena's (ha!) or the tunes... Maybe a mix of it all with the lyrics that in my opinion make a perfect fit.

I particular like this verse: Should've known your love was a game, now I can't get you out of my brain, oh, it's such a shame

It's another loooong lyric, but I can't edit it. So, let us just sing along. Shall we?


We don't talk anymore, we don't talk anymore
We don't talk anymore, like we used to do
We don't love anymore
What was all of it for?
Oh, we don't talk anymore, like we used to do

I just heard you found the one you've been looking
You've been looking for
I wish I would have known that wasn't me
Cause even after all this time I still wonder
Why I can't move on
Just the way you did so easily

Don't wanna know
What kind of dress you're wearing tonight
If he's holding onto you so tight
The way I did before
I overdosed
Should've known your love was a game
Now I can't get you out of my brain
Oh, it's such a shame

That we don't talk anymore, we don't talk anymore
We don't talk anymore, like we used to do
We don't love anymore
What was all of it for?
Oh, we don't talk anymore, like we used to do

I just hope you're lying next to somebody
Who knows how to love you like me
There must be a good reason that you're gone
Every now and then I think you
Might want me to come show up at your door
But I'm just too afraid that I'll be wrong

Don't wanna know
If you're looking into her eyes
If she's holding onto you so tight the way I did before
I overdosed
Should've known your love was a game
Now I can't get you out of my brain
Oh, it's such a shame

That we don't talk anymore (We don't, we don't)
We don't talk anymore (We don't, we don't)
We don't talk anymore, like we used to do
We don't love anymore (We don't, we don't)
What was all of it for? (We don't, we don't)
Oh, we don't talk anymore, like we used to do

Like we used to do


here goes my Muse...

sexta-feira, 31 de março de 2017

Musical Post 1: Cups

Hi,
as you know, I'm highly inspired by music, specially when running/jogging. So, there are some new tunes on mu Ipod that get me plotting a story before I even realize I'm tripping.

One of those songs is Cups by Anna Kendrick.


Several things here string in my mind when the tunes start:
- the cup rhythm... Cool but slightly annoying
- her voice is soft and thin... it's pleasurable but not quite
- the lyrics... does she want the other to follow her or not?

I got my  ticket for the long way 'round
Two bottless of whiskey for the way
And I sure would like some sweet company
And I'm leaving tomorrow, what-do-ya-say?

When I'm gone
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone
You're gonna miss me by my hair
You're gonna miss me everywhere
You're gonna miss me when I'm gone

I got my  ticket for the long way 'round
The one with the prettiest of views
It's got mountains, it's got rivers, it's got sights to give you shivers
But it sure would be prettier with you


Of course, here I go imagining all this: a pretty girl with a nice voice arranging a long trip somewhere far and making it clear to the guy left behind he1s gonna regret his attitude. Oh, dear: there's a plot there!...

Here I go...

BTW: haven't watched the movie Pitch Perfect 1 or 2 yet and I swear I JUST DISCOVERED this song!!