"Unplayed Pianos" comes up in the shuffle and suddenly I have goosebumps.
What are they up to? I know they've broken up - I know I am instinctively on Lisa's side, I have both her solo albums and she's broken and charming and beautiful
there's one man so bright, he blocks the light/ and he'll always be so) (songs that meant so much at
some point
but has she put out any new songs? I google them both.
There's an interview by Damien Rice from October 2014. Last year, when I was spending days in bed telling myself I had headaches, I was exhausted, I didn't need to go to class today. At that same time he was saying he's released a new album, he says the split from Lisa was so hard on him that he wasn't able to make music again till she clearly told him no "beautifully... should do their own thing."
I know I'm not going to listen to the new album. My Favourite Frayed something. Stupid.
It's funny how I've moved on to Songhoy Blues and D'Angelo and the Vanguard and A Tribe Called Red, Hemanta and Kishore Kumar, Hari and Sukhmani and Amit Trivedi, but Damien Rice and Lisa Hannigan sit at the base of my skull where I can't see them at all but feel them so hard when they come into awareness.
There's a series of black and white images of the two of them.
Damien is frozen in place, facing the camera straight on, eyes open, eyes closed, face frozen mostly. Lisa is more mobile, she looks in different directions, black hair in braids.
I can feel that splintering inside, that brave face that Lisa wears all through "Sea Sew" didn't we all break down/ didn't we all fake/ isn't it all right now/ didn't we all break out Mostly because I can imagine a beautiful brooder like Damien reach in through the rip in my sleeve and squeeze my heart until there was nothing left.
In these pictures, they're a couple but not Couple, they're artistic partners first. They're Cool like that.
i love your depression/ and i love your double chin/ i love most everything you bring to this offering//
oh i know that i left you/ in places of despair/ oh i know that i love you/ so please throw down your hair/ at night i trip without you/ and hope i don't wake up/ cuz waking up without you/ is like drinking from an empty cup
Good for you, Lisa, I pump my fists in my head. Good for you for moving on, for simply and clearly saying no. Fuck him. Google says you're dating Gary Lightbody? You sound nice with him on "Some Surprise", but it's not a you-song. It's frothy, light, bubblegummy. It's made for some clear tenor, not a throaty whisper of a jazz voice you have. It's not goosebump material.
Fuck you Damien, fuck you fuck you how could you do it, how could you lash out at that lego castle and spray pieces around the room with nothing but spite on your breath. You'll never be as good, never never never, and you're cursed now to always be in orbit around her
What are they up to? I know they've broken up - I know I am instinctively on Lisa's side, I have both her solo albums and she's broken and charming and beautiful
there's one man so bright, he blocks the light/ and he'll always be so) (songs that meant so much at
some point
but has she put out any new songs? I google them both.
There's an interview by Damien Rice from October 2014. Last year, when I was spending days in bed telling myself I had headaches, I was exhausted, I didn't need to go to class today. At that same time he was saying he's released a new album, he says the split from Lisa was so hard on him that he wasn't able to make music again till she clearly told him no "beautifully... should do their own thing."
I know I'm not going to listen to the new album. My Favourite Frayed something. Stupid.
It's funny how I've moved on to Songhoy Blues and D'Angelo and the Vanguard and A Tribe Called Red, Hemanta and Kishore Kumar, Hari and Sukhmani and Amit Trivedi, but Damien Rice and Lisa Hannigan sit at the base of my skull where I can't see them at all but feel them so hard when they come into awareness.
Damien is frozen in place, facing the camera straight on, eyes open, eyes closed, face frozen mostly. Lisa is more mobile, she looks in different directions, black hair in braids.
I can feel that splintering inside, that brave face that Lisa wears all through "Sea Sew" didn't we all break down/ didn't we all fake/ isn't it all right now/ didn't we all break out Mostly because I can imagine a beautiful brooder like Damien reach in through the rip in my sleeve and squeeze my heart until there was nothing left.
In these pictures, they're a couple but not Couple, they're artistic partners first. They're Cool like that.
i love your depression/ and i love your double chin/ i love most everything you bring to this offering//
oh i know that i left you/ in places of despair/ oh i know that i love you/ so please throw down your hair/ at night i trip without you/ and hope i don't wake up/ cuz waking up without you/ is like drinking from an empty cup
Good for you, Lisa, I pump my fists in my head. Good for you for moving on, for simply and clearly saying no. Fuck him. Google says you're dating Gary Lightbody? You sound nice with him on "Some Surprise", but it's not a you-song. It's frothy, light, bubblegummy. It's made for some clear tenor, not a throaty whisper of a jazz voice you have. It's not goosebump material.
Fuck you Damien, fuck you fuck you how could you do it, how could you lash out at that lego castle and spray pieces around the room with nothing but spite on your breath. You'll never be as good, never never never, and you're cursed now to always be in orbit around her
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