My soundtrack
This NaBloPoMo thing is hard. Having to think of something to write each day is challenging enough, but trying to come up with something people might want to read? That causes me serious brain farts. But after yesterday’s brunch with Schnozz and Moose, I realized I was trying too hard. See, they make it look easy. Now I realize I should just write what I want to write. If people want to read it? Bonus! If they hate it and leave mean comments? Well, I have the power to delete those comments, and I will, so go ahead and try. And what if I write something that pisses someone off? Well, great! Because this guest list of mine for the wedding is too long anyway.
And, if all else fails, and I can’t think of anything to post about? I’m not above stealing an idea from someone else.
I found this meme on weakervessel.com. I am creating the soundtrack to my life right here, right now. No portion of this post was pre-recorded. (It was, however, edited, and spell-checked because I am a perfectionist.)
1. open your library (iTunes, winamp, media player, iPod)
2. put it on shuffle
3. press play
4. for every question, type the song that’s playing
5. new question– press the next button
6. don’t lie and try to pretend you’re cool
Opening credits:
“Nowhere with Love” — Harry Connick, Jr.
Waking up:
“Hoodoo Voodoo” — Billy Bragg and Wilco
First day at school:
“Sweet Dreams (Are Made of This)” — Marilyn Manson
Falling in love:
“Cocoon” — Jack Johnson
Breaking up:
“Sullivan Street” — Counting Crows
Prom:
“Between Us” — Brendon Benson
Life’s okay:
“Love is a Battlefield” — Pat Benetar
Mental breakdown:
“Theme from Northern Exposure” — David Schwartz
Driving:
“Pockets of Peace” — Xavier Rudd
Flashback:
“Pump up the Jam ’96” — Techtnoronic
Getting back together:
“I Hope I Never” — Split Enz
Wedding:
“Cold Hands, Warm Heart” — Brendan Benson
Birth of child:
“Morning Yearning” — Ben Harper
Final battle:
“Tommy the Canexican” — Eddie From Ohio
Death scene:
“A Bend in the River” — Mark Erelli
Funeral song:
“Respect Yourself” — The Staple Singers
End credits:
“If These Walls Could Speak” — Shawn Colvin
If there are any NaBloPoMo participants out there, I feel your pain. Get out your MP3 player thing, and do this meme. Time’s running out!
I’m not above stealing an idea either, as you may have noted from yesterday’s post. 🙂 As for the whole NaBloPoMo thing, I feel for you. I could post every day, but would probably lose half of my 10 readers in the process!
Yes! Brava!
P.S. loving the new Shawn Colvin album.