I Thought I Sounded Sweet, But Sure 'Nough In A Gruff Faint Voice, I Heard Myself Speak, I Could Stay Awhile, But Sooner Or Later I Would Break Your Smile...
Postcards for Hula 70's Postcard Swap
I had to will myself to put these in the mail this morning. I selfishly wanted to keep them all- but alas I put them in the mail slot and now starts the fun game of seeing what postcards I get in return. How nice is it to get fun mail- so much better than the plethora of bills and advertisements that I get. My postcards are loosely inspired by the song Hot Child In The City. I am not sure why that popped into my head when I was painting- but I think you can see the influence. You can see the Flickr group here.
What I am excited about: I am going to see The Police on Thurs. and then Yosemite, baby, I think I am most excited about the trip up there, my sister and I have the best times on road trips.
What I obsessed with: The White Stripes's new album especially the song "A Martyr for My Love For You" (I've posted the lyrics below- listen to it!); my Flickr page, and thoughts of a new tattoo this summer (more on that later)...
What I am also listening to: Queens of the Stone Age, an old school hip hop mix that I made- complete with Tony, Toni, Tone, Digital Underground, Chubb Rock, Afrika Bambataa and more. Let me know if anyone wants this mix- its glorious!
A Martyr For My Love For You
She was sixteen and six feet tall
In a crowd of teenagers comin' out of the zoo
She stumbled started to slip and fall
Teeter-tottered on the top of patent leather shoes
I happened to catch her and said,
"maybe these ruby shoes are a little cumbersome for you"
Maybe for you, now
But not as shaky as I must have seemed
Talkin' junk through her giggle, little teenage dream
And on the phone I could not compete
My dumb-love fake competence was getting weak
For a sec' I thought I sounded sweet
But sure 'nough in a gruff, faint voice
I heard myself speak
(Chorus:)
I could stay a while
But sooner or later I'll break your smile
And I can tell a joke
But one of these days I'm bound to choke
And we could share a kiss
But I feel like I can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone
Leave you alone, now
I'm beginning to like you
So you probably won't get what I'm going to do
I'm walkin' away from you
It probably don't make much sense to you
But I'm trying to save you
From all of the things that I'll probably say or do
I'll probably do
(Chorus:)
I could stay a while
But sooner or later I'll break your smile
And I can tell a joke
But one of these days I'm bound to choke
And we might share a kiss
But I feel like a can't go through with this
And I bet we could build a home
But I know the right thing for me to do
Is to leave you alone
Leave you alone, now
You'll probably call me a fool
And say I'm doin' exactly what a coward would do
And I'm beginning to like you
What a shame it's a lame way to live
But what can I do?
I hope you appreciate what I do
I'm a martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you, now
A martyr for my love for you
A martyr for my love for you
yosemite sounds fun...................... give me your sushi, now!
hi Jackie--
I wish I was in your postcard group--those are stunning! You should be very proud of your work, keep it up.
Cheers!
Cathy
www.homestretching.blogspot.com
I just wanted to thank you for the gorgeous postcard! I love it and am going to frame it. Thank you, thank you! :)