Archive for the 'Love Songs' Category

09
Feb
11

dear damien rice,

The other night I got into a conversation at the bar with a couple of female friends of mine about wedding songs. As in, what do you want to be played (preferably by the sweet-ass band, and not a DJ) when you have your first dance with your new spouse. The conversation didn’t last long, as we were in a small, local bar, that all of a sudden was taken over by a group called the Gay Sports Alliance, or something along those lines. Trust me, I don’t have any issue with it at all, but it got extremely loud extremely quickly and normal conversation just wasn’t going to happen. I was actually psyched the GSA showed up, because I figured if any eligible females showed up, I had a waaay better chance than normal. Yet, I digress. And no, I didn’t take anyone home.

Long story short, I couldn’t really come up with a good answer. Naturally, I ran through some of my favorite bands/musicians, and most of that stuff just doesn’t cut it. “Black” by Pearl Jam? Radiohead’s “Fake Plastic Trees?” “Burn” by Ray Lamontagne or pretty much anything you wrote, Damien? All of these songs are absolutely unreal feats of song-writing…however they are far more fitting for a breakup, not an effing marriage. I just realized why I like all this depressing music, I get rejected lots, the music is mood-fitting. Cue the sympathy comments!

Anyway, on my way home I was listening to a show of yours I downloaded (legally, I think…) from about 5 years ago, and you rocked an unreleased track, heard here…

I’m sure you remember all the lyrics, after all it is your own song, but for all those who um, might randomly stumble upon this incredibly private letter to you, this link might prove helpful. You can listen, and read at your own discretion, but it’s this line that really hit me…

I’ve got so much beauty around me I can’t move
I’ve got so much beauty around me I can’t lose

That’s what I want to be played during my first dance. Not only a shout out to the love between me and my (crossing fingers) future intelligent, funny, witty, smoking hot, honest, caring wife (I bet you didn’t even notice how I snuck in ‘smoking hot,’ did you?), but I feel like it also pays homage to my family and friends, right? I feel like it also might work in lieu of a thank you speech from me, because while I can ramble with a keyboard like Dickens, I don’t like public speaking. I can picture it now….’Franks Dad is here, that’s awesome, I haven’t seen him in like 8 years.

Sorry, I’m not a talker, I’m not a talker…’

 

 

13
Jan
11

dear elvis,

I know you are the man, or, and I hope this doesn’t sound harsh, you were the man…but so is Eddie Vedder and hence I’ve decided to include Pearl Jam’s cover in this quick letter to you.  But I’m addressing this to you because you penned the lyrics that are so simple, and oh so effective. It’s the lesson we all learn from the time we start becoming romantically interested (in my case) members of the opposite sex – don’t rush to fall in love with a chick, she’ll probably just break your heart.  Yes, even in the 3rd grade (I’m thinking of you, Jennifer B!).  But most of us aren’t wired that way, are we? We see what we want to see – a bright future with a nice house and kids (or in the 3rd grade, crushing the swingset together) We feel how we feel, and we fall in love all too easily.  Anotherwords, we ‘can’t help’ it, falling in love that is…you see what I did there?  I’m so effing clever sometimes it hurts.

Anyway, that’s what your song means, in a few brief words, to me.  Now I need to go continue to sunburn myself, so it will turn into a tan by the time I get back to snowy New England and chicks will be all to quick to fall in love with me!

Sunburnt in Cayman,

Val (personally I think he played you best in ‘True Romance’)

15
Dec
10

dear mumford & sons,

This is kind of a difficult letter to write, at least in terms of the concept of this blog, mainly because for the life of me I really can’t decipher what the eff this song means.  A quick recap of the comments on songmeanings.net (a tremendous website, by the way), has people telling tales of religion, philosophy, and drug addiction.  Well, I’m not smart enough to understand philosophy and religion, and the only thing I’m addicted to is French Pressed coffee…So I’m going to go out on a limb and interpret the song my own way.  I’ll keep it short and simple, I think the primary character in the song is addressing him/herself.  As you can see, if that is how I interpret the song, this letter really has no place in a blog dedicated to relationships.

Only, it sort of does.  I think part of the reason I’ve been so unlucky in love is because for the first quarter-plus century of my life I’ve been a pretty selfish human being.  I don’t necessarily think that is a bad thing though…I’m not going to go on that whole ‘before you love someone else you need to love yourself rant,’ but at the same time I was just never in a place where I could fully devote myself to someone else enough to maintain a romantic relationship.  Whether it was a job that required lots of travel, living briefly in strange places, grad school, or just the desire not to be held accountable to anyone but myself, I was not ready to fully commit.  In Rocky IV, Drago said (in Russian, mind you) “I fight for me! I FIGHT FOR ME!” Wow, I can’t believe I just referenced Rocky IV.  Whatever, the Rocky-Drago fight did effectively end the cold war, yet I digress.  Anyway, I was living for me, I WAS LIVING FOR ME!  As Mumford said,

‘Cause I need freedom now
And I need to know how
To live my life as it’s meant to be’

And yes, I’m sticking to that rationalization because if I don’t it means I must be just generally undesirable.  But I’m pretty sure I’m in a different place now, a place where I know how to live my life as I should, a place where I’m ready…to love someone else, or fight a Russian mammoth, or maybe even both.

Sincerely,

Apollo Creed (RIP my friend)

ps – I realize I effectively did not pay attention to any other part of the song, but I didn’t want to turn this into a thesis.

 

 

08
Dec
10

dear john lennon,

I was born after Mark David Chapman shot you outside your hotel 30 years ago today, so I am not here to mourn your death, and discuss where I was at the time.  Though, I could tell you…I was about the size of a fingernail inside my mother’s womb.  I’d rather take a few sentences to celebrate your music, as after all that is all I know about you.  I am not a die hard, passionate Beatles fan.  I did not rejoice last month when iTunes finally released your collection.  But I do listen, quite often.  And I do enjoy almost all of your music.  I was forced to google which songs you wrote, as I am a bit ignorant when it comes to who wrote what.  I will take the time to say those who think Paul is the better writer should take a good hard look at what you wrote as well.  I wanted to pick one of your songs that was A. uplifting and B. spoke somewhat to the theme of my blog.  Suffice it to  say, songs like ‘I Am the Walrus’ and ‘Strawberry Fields Forever’ did not make the cut.  In the interest of keeping this short and concise, and to let the music do the talking, I will leave you with the words from a song titled “Love Boat Captain,” written by Eddie Vedder/Pearl Jam, “It’s already been sung, but it can’t be said enough. All you need is love.”

In fact, I’ll sign this brief letter with another Pearl Jam quote from the song ‘Light Years.’
“Your light’s reflected now, reflected from afar
We were but stones, your light made us stars”



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