I think it's time for a mumeme--a musical meme! (Well, there isn't actual music that you can hear, but there are song titles and some lyrics mentioned; you can add the music yourself. :D )

Ganked from woldy .

Here's how it works:
1. Open your music library (iTunes, Winamp, Media Player, iPod, etc).
2. Put it on shuffle.
3. Press play.
4. For every question, type the song that's playing.
5. When you go to a new question, press the next button.
6. Don't lie and try to pretend you're cool....

OPENING CREDITS
Joyful Girl - Ani DiFranco

Everything I do is judged, and they mostly get it wrong but oh well. ‘Cause the bathroom mirror has not budged and the woman who lives there can tell the truth from the stuff they say; and she looks me in the eye and says, “Would you prefer the easy way? No, well okay then – don’t cry.”

Works for me, even if it’s not too happy. (:

WAKING UP
Forgive Me - Missy Higgins

And I was on shaky land; lost and unsure, I opened my hand and she held it like sinking sand.

Not so much. :Þ I’m sure my ‘waking up’ song is more like a song I used to listen to as a pre-teen and occasionally as a teen: Motivation by Sum41.

FIRST DAY OF SCHOOL
Diamond in the Rough - Shawn Colvin

As a little girl I came down to the water with a little stone in my hand; it would shimmer and sing and we knew everything. As a little girl I came down. But in a little while I got steeped in authority; heaven only knows what went wrong. There is nothing so cruel than to bury that jewel, when it was mine all along. I’m gonna find it.

Actually, this song is pretty perfect for school and my relation to all of my experience with the educational system(s).

FALLING IN LOVE
Imagine That - Melissa Etheridge

A scientist and his machine, the smallest of life he has seen inside matter, inside atoms, as far as you can go. He saw the strings of life that vibrate with the universal flow. He said, “I have seen the spirit and all its creation; it’s in each and every thought and all our intentions.” Imagine that.

So, I’m either going to fall for a soldier, an activist or a scientist who knows where it’s at. Or some combination. Not the happiest of love songs, really, but I like it. (:

FIGHT SONG
Homeless Happiness – Madeleine Peyroux

I sit here content – my thoughts and my feelings, remembering who I used to be. The life I have now is much more appealing: no hurries, no worries for me.

A bench by the shore, a coat for my pillow, a future with no guarantee. The world was a rat race and I had my fill, oh, no hurries, no worries for me.

Homeless Happiness: my castle’s the stars and the sea. Homeless Happiness – if this door is freedom, then I’ve found the key.

Looks as though there will be no fighting for me. (; That pleases me more, I think. Unless someone decides to come beat me up on my seaside bench…but then I have to wonder how much turmoil they’re in inside.

BREAKING UP
Mrs. O. - The Dresden Dolls

The truth won’t save you now, oh oh oh; the sky is falling down, oh oh oh. Watch the vultures count the hours, April trains may bring strange showers.

Well then. Dresden Dolls are good breakup music…but Good Day would have been better. :Þ

PROM
Company - Ani DiFranco

What’s the point of all this pointless proximity? If you want talk, take me for a walk through a little story.

A bit odd, but then I am as well, so this pleases me fine.

LIFE
Not Too Late - Norah Jones

Tell me how you’ve been; tell me what you’ve seen; tell me that you’d like to see me too. ‘cause my heart is full of no blood; my cup is full of no love, couldn’t take another sip even if I wanted. But it’s not too late, not too late for love.

Awwr, iTunes, are you feeling a bit glum today? But I like the little taste of optimism – things aren’t doing so well, in that they’re the way they’ve always been, but that doesn’t mean it can’t change with some hard work. I like that; I think a lot of my life has been like that. Wouldn’t be surprised to find it continue.

MENTAL BREAKDOWN
Talk in Tongues - Natalie Imbruglia

When you beat on that drum, talk in that tongue, you’re just scratching on the surface—so tell me what it means. A whisper to a scream slowly fades away. Then you wake up and tomorrow is today, and you’re crying—crying like a baby caught between the tides. (Did you lose your way?) You lost your way. (Did you lose your way?) You lost your way.

Seems appropriate to me.

DRIVING
Tree Hugger - Antsy Pants

The flower said, “I wish I was a tree.” The tree said, “I wish I could be a different kind of tree.” The cat wished that it was a bee; the turtle wished that it could fly really high into the sky, over rooftops and then dive deep into the sea.

I am going to take this a song telling me I wish I could shapeshift and not have to drive at all. Imagine it: better carbon footprint (less guilt for my inner Green Dragon) and I’d get to travel as the crow flies, possibly as a crow! :D

FLASHBACK
Seasons of Love - RENT

Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes, five hundred twenty-five thousand moments so dear. Five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes: how do you measure, measure a year?

In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights, in cups of coffee. In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife. In five hundred twenty-five thousand six hundred minutes: how do you measure a year in the life?

How about love? How about love? How about love? Measure in love. Seasons of love. Seasons of love.

Yes. So much yes - because it is a bit of a flashback song, but also because it works as a flashback song for my life.

WEDDING
Kindly Unspoken - Kate Voegele

As high as the moon, so high were my spirits when you sang out my name. And coming from you, it was enough just to hear it; oh, it rang like the bells did today. But even the sturdiest ground can shift and can tremble and let us fall down. Kindly unspoken, you show your emotion; the silence speaks louder than words. It’s lucky I’m clever: if I didn’t know better I’d believe only that which I’d heard.

Well. This isn’t a very happy marriage.

BIRTH OF CHILD
Every Road - Brandi Carlile

I don’t care if dreams are out, so keep them buried under ground. So maybe while you count your cost, it sat around and everything is lost and low. I know you’re okay; I do believe I’m saving you. Well I don’t want to be, I do believe that it will be okay—okay.

Hmm. This marriage has not produced children I’m too pleased with having, either, apparently. iTunes, why so serious?! I have enough Raffi songs in my library to end up with a Raffi child, surely!

FINAL BATTLE
Alright - Brandi Carlile

I’m not looking; I don’t need anymore friends. You don’t know me; there’s no seeing me again. Come on, sweetheart—you’re killing me this way. Think I’m finally getting through to what I want, oh yeah.

‘Cause I don’t want to be the sober one and I don’t want to be your only one. I don’t want to be alone tonight, is that alright? And I don’t want to be the sorry one, and I don’t want to be the guilty one here. I don’t want to leave alone tonight, is this alright with you?

That’s quite the final battle going on…oh, one night stands. Amused, since woldy has Alright from another artist.

DEATH SCENE
Ammunition - Switchfoot

Blame it on what you’ve been through; blame it on what you’re into; blame it on your religions; blame it on politicians.

We’ve been blowing up; we’re the issue. It’s our condition. We’ve been blowing up; we’re the issue. Our detonation. We’ve been blowing up; we’re the issue. We’re ammunition, we’re ammunition, we’re ammunition. We are the fuse and ammunition.

I wasn’t aware I had this song. Apparently, though, I’m going to blow myself up.

FUNERAL SONG
A Mistake - Fiona Apple

I’m gonna make a mistake—I’m gonna do it on purpose. I’m gonna waste my time, ‘cause I’m full as a tick and I’m scratching at the surface; and what I find is mine and when the day is done, and I look back, and the fact is I had fun, fumbling around. All the advice I shunned, and I ran where they told me not to run; but I sure had fun, so I’m gonna fuck it up again. I’m gonna do another detour, unpaved my path. And if you wanna make sense, whatchya looking at me for? I’m no good at math. And when I find my way back, the fact is I may just stay, or I may not. I’ve acquired quite a taste for a well-made mistake; I wanna make a mistake, why can’t I make a mistake? I’m always doing what I think I should, almost always doing everybody good. Why—do I wanna do right? Of course I do but do I really wanna feel forced to answer you? Hell no.

Apparently I’m not too sorry for blowing myself up. (“I found the source of the mysterious ticking! It’s a pipe bomb!” BOOOOM.)

END CREDITS
Fishing in the Morning - Dar Williams

And you’ll say “I hear something,” and I’ll say, “Never you mind. It’s just our two poles knocking in the backseat and your truck is running fine today. And everything is fine.”

And your truck will climb up slowly, and we’ll see how far we’ve gone. And the hills will stretch before us; they are rolling on and on. They are rolling on and on.

And the fish will watch our boat with envy and with fear because we will live forever, and our days are slow and dear. And our days slow and dear.

That one sounds perfect to me.

I tag you all! (*Runs around wildly tagging people like a mad tagging thing.*) Bwuahhah. But no, really, I would love to see this mumeme go around! I love seeing others' tastes in music and exploring a few new bands/musicians out of it!

I have just realised how dykey my music library is. Now time for some beans on toast! C:

♥
Kiwi