orangecurious
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I thought about this, for very obvious reasons... then went through the other r.e,m. coloured titles and went for something completely different!
🎵 Monthly Song Challenge 🎵
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I thought about this, for very obvious reasons... then went through the other r.e,m. coloured titles and went for something completely different!
PassionatePanther
HRH, Lady Boner
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Day 15: A song with a color in the title
This was the first Neko Case song I ever heard and it made me fall deeply in love with her immediately.
Deep Red Bells - Neko Case
This was the first Neko Case song I ever heard and it made me fall deeply in love with her immediately.
Deep Red Bells - Neko Case
PassionatePanther
HRH, Lady Boner
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Now that’s a religion I would follow
Broken_paladin
magic in her grace
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day 15
UnquietDreams
Bad at Lit
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Day 15: A song with a colour in the title
I am not suicidal. I just want that part as the lead --this isn't that story. I may have thought about it, but I think everyone does. If you never have, I envy you. But never seriously. Never. I may cop to being self-destructive at times, but that is a different set of goblins. My depression manifests differently.
My first year of college went to Hell rapidly. To everyone's surprise, mostly my own, I made the college football team as a walk on. They weren't very good then, and I was on the practice squad, but hell, I made it. Then, four weeks later, I got cut. It shouldn't have surprised me, but it hit harder than I thought it would. Right about the same time, my girlfriend, the first woman I loved, decided we should see other people. Found out later she had been already (see yesterday's song, heh.) I cratered hard. Stopped going to classes. Stopped...everything. Other things happened as well, and I left school. Had to pay back my loans as I was past withdrawal date. I had to sell my car to pay off some things. I ended up on my mother's couch.
My depression manifests in total lack of any energy or drive. All my energy goes into just doing the very basics, if I have enough for that. I stayed on the couch. I slept there. When I woke up, I just lay there, watching TV. I didn't have the energy to go into the garage where I set up a hammock. (My mom had donated my bed when I left for college.) All my friends were gone to college or the military. I had no support. My family just all thought I was terminally lazy. My sister, to this day, refers to it as my "lazy ass year." This was the late 80s. We didn't talk about mental illness. That was something for crazy people, and I wasn't crazy, I said to myself. I must have just been lazy. Worthless. Useless. No one wanted me. No one cared. And no one I knew understood. I was no longer me.
I tried to get out of it. Writing was always something I could do. I wrote a novel. I finished it. It was horrible. Utterly fucking terrible. Couldn't even do that. Failure. I sat on a beach and burned it page by page in a bonfire.
I wasn't going to kill myself. But fading into nothing? Yeah, I could do that. If this was life, I wanted nothing to do with it.
Someone very smart and wise once said they listened to music at this age like it was going to save their life, and maybe it did. I get that. I had heard this song when it came out, but hadn't paid a huge amount of attention to it. It was a ballad on a thrash metal album. Acoustic guitars! And about suicide. I wasn't suicidal, and I didn't care. And the rest of the album was just that good. But then I did. Holy fuck. "Growing darkness, taking dawn/I was me, but now he's gone."
"I was me, but now he's gone."
Somebody understood. Somebody could see the same thing. This was pre-Internet, no social support, you spoke to those you knew, and you didn't talk about this shit. But James, singing for the first time rather than growling, laid out this beautiful, raw, vulnerable song about him at his lowest. And I felt understood. (It was and is accused of being pro-suicide. It isn't pro or anti, it just explains how he felt). It didn't turn me around, but it was a step. An important step, that changed if not saved my life. I didn't get diagnosed as clinically depressed until my thirties. Some people in my life still see it as a crutch for being lazy. But I knew, then, that I wasn't alone, and that made all the difference.
Sorry this was long. It just kept coming. If you need to talk to someone, talk to someone. You aren't alone, and I love you all.
"Fade to Black," Metallica.
I am not suicidal. I just want that part as the lead --this isn't that story. I may have thought about it, but I think everyone does. If you never have, I envy you. But never seriously. Never. I may cop to being self-destructive at times, but that is a different set of goblins. My depression manifests differently.
My first year of college went to Hell rapidly. To everyone's surprise, mostly my own, I made the college football team as a walk on. They weren't very good then, and I was on the practice squad, but hell, I made it. Then, four weeks later, I got cut. It shouldn't have surprised me, but it hit harder than I thought it would. Right about the same time, my girlfriend, the first woman I loved, decided we should see other people. Found out later she had been already (see yesterday's song, heh.) I cratered hard. Stopped going to classes. Stopped...everything. Other things happened as well, and I left school. Had to pay back my loans as I was past withdrawal date. I had to sell my car to pay off some things. I ended up on my mother's couch.
My depression manifests in total lack of any energy or drive. All my energy goes into just doing the very basics, if I have enough for that. I stayed on the couch. I slept there. When I woke up, I just lay there, watching TV. I didn't have the energy to go into the garage where I set up a hammock. (My mom had donated my bed when I left for college.) All my friends were gone to college or the military. I had no support. My family just all thought I was terminally lazy. My sister, to this day, refers to it as my "lazy ass year." This was the late 80s. We didn't talk about mental illness. That was something for crazy people, and I wasn't crazy, I said to myself. I must have just been lazy. Worthless. Useless. No one wanted me. No one cared. And no one I knew understood. I was no longer me.
I tried to get out of it. Writing was always something I could do. I wrote a novel. I finished it. It was horrible. Utterly fucking terrible. Couldn't even do that. Failure. I sat on a beach and burned it page by page in a bonfire.
I wasn't going to kill myself. But fading into nothing? Yeah, I could do that. If this was life, I wanted nothing to do with it.
Someone very smart and wise once said they listened to music at this age like it was going to save their life, and maybe it did. I get that. I had heard this song when it came out, but hadn't paid a huge amount of attention to it. It was a ballad on a thrash metal album. Acoustic guitars! And about suicide. I wasn't suicidal, and I didn't care. And the rest of the album was just that good. But then I did. Holy fuck. "Growing darkness, taking dawn/I was me, but now he's gone."
"I was me, but now he's gone."
Somebody understood. Somebody could see the same thing. This was pre-Internet, no social support, you spoke to those you knew, and you didn't talk about this shit. But James, singing for the first time rather than growling, laid out this beautiful, raw, vulnerable song about him at his lowest. And I felt understood. (It was and is accused of being pro-suicide. It isn't pro or anti, it just explains how he felt). It didn't turn me around, but it was a step. An important step, that changed if not saved my life. I didn't get diagnosed as clinically depressed until my thirties. Some people in my life still see it as a crutch for being lazy. But I knew, then, that I wasn't alone, and that made all the difference.
Sorry this was long. It just kept coming. If you need to talk to someone, talk to someone. You aren't alone, and I love you all.
"Fade to Black," Metallica.
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MindYaBitness
🤓Dork w/Nice Boobs
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Day 14: A song for someone you miss
The Highwayman-Highwayman
Day 15 - Song with color in the title
Here's the MTV Unplugged version of this song. It's still very upbeat, but I think it showcases the amazing guitar skills he possesses as well.
La Camisa Negra-Juanes
The Highwayman-Highwayman
Day 15 - Song with color in the title
Here's the MTV Unplugged version of this song. It's still very upbeat, but I think it showcases the amazing guitar skills he possesses as well.
La Camisa Negra-Juanes
OttawaGuy50s
Literotica Guru
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The band that changed it all...
OttawaGuy50s
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I have that vinyl!!!
vagrantx
Femdom in hiding
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I just want to say, thank you for sharing, and thank you for normalizing vulnerability.
CarlyAnn
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Ditto….I’ve collected vinyl since I was a wee child. I think at about 1,200 albums.
UnquietDreams
Bad at Lit
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This song has the most terrifyingly catchy hook ever. I hate it, but I can't not sing it. Damn you, damn you to...da ba dee da ba di, Da ba dee da ba di! Da ba dee da ba di, Da ba dee da ba di Da ba dee da ba di!I think this is the first time you posted a prompt with a correct answer!!
You know this band - You know this song
UnquietDreams
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You don't have to. It is a perfect meme (by the original definition). It should be a war crime...
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SluttyShannon
Really Experienced
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Day 14: A song for someone you miss
Day 15: A song with a colour in the title
Day 15: A song with a colour in the title
The_spirit_of_oz
Really Really Experienced
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Day 15: A song with a colour in the title
The Cramps. - Green fuzz
The Cramps. - Green fuzz
The_spirit_of_oz
Really Really Experienced
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Great song! Oh...and the new avatar looks hot!
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aussiegeekygal
Thoroughbred Mongrel
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morelikeasong
Fairy Princess
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Day 15: A song with a color in the title
This one is so fucking good. Great bluegrass band.
Balsam Range - Blue Collar Dreams
This one is so fucking good. Great bluegrass band.
Balsam Range - Blue Collar Dreams
onanismaddict
Virgin
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Day 15: A song with a color in the title
"Envy is the bond between the hopeful and the damned"
Pink Floyd - Green Is the Colour
"Envy is the bond between the hopeful and the damned"
Pink Floyd - Green Is the Colour
lingus60
Her proper one
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Nice one... an obscure oldie
morelikeasong
Fairy Princess
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Day 16: A cover song that’s by the opposite gender of the original artist
MindYaBitness
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Day 16: A cover song that’s by the opposite gender of the original artist
Respect-Aretha Franklin
(originally written/performed by Otis Redding)
Respect-Aretha Franklin
