Song of the Day: Friday

Yesterday was one of those days that just got away from me. I had the late shift at work yesterday and I took my time getting home. And, as I began my night routine, I forgot that I still needed a song of the day.
Since I am in a holding pattern, here is Friday's song.

Song of the Day: Friday

I guess this has been a long week. I don't actually recall. I just remember coming to work today and feeling unproductive. Like I couldn't find my stride. I tried to focus and did get some things done, but in the late afternoon it occurred to me that I was not being productive. So I decided to go home.

Today's mood reminded me of this song by the Smiths. It's where he says, "Oh, I wanna go home/Don't make me stay." I had thought I was the only strange one who got happy listening to the Smiths, despite their depressing lyrics, but there are others out there. Is it the confluence of the music and lyrics in a sort of perfection that create joy?

Song of the Day: Tuesday

It seems like lots of little things that cold go wrong are attempting to do so. For the past few days my tummy has been queasy. The kind of queasy where it likes me better if I don't actually put food in it. I had a stressful day at work yesterday and came home not wanting to do anything except read and sleep. Sleep was elusive.  I woke up with the hint of a headache and knot in my shoulder, both of which have gotten progressively worse as the day has gone one. I put in my contacts and began to rub my eyes. Freaking allergies!

I could do maudlin depression; I am good at that! But I look at all the little things and don't lament my sad life. Instead I think of the possibilities that await me around the corner. This song, though sung in traditional Moz fashion, is actually a bit of a hopeful song for me. Actually a lot of The Smiths' songs are happy or funny to me. Guess I'm weird.

Okay, maybe this isn't such a happy song....

Song of the Day: Saturday

Apparently when I was in high school I was emo before there was emo. One of my favorite emo bands was the Smiths.  I gobbled up as much of their stuff as I could get.

This was one of my many favorites. It was sort of twisted lullaby for me when I was tired or really, really moody. I choose it today because I am wicked exhausted and it's the first song that comes to mind when I thing of sleep.

The video is not the Smiths, which is great because it's about as morbid as the song itself.