🎡 Monthly Song Challenge 🎡

Day 11: A song with angst

I just love how this melody takes me on an emotional journey. I don't usually pay too much attention to lyrics right away. The music is what grabs me first in a song. This features an instrument I had never heard of before, a charango. I had to look it up because that was what drew me to this song initially. I had to know what that sound was.

There are two other versions of this song, but I went with the original because it is my favorite. Check out the wiki for more info.

I want you to want me
Why don't we rely on chemistry?
Why don't we collide the spaces that divide us?
I want you to want me


Superposition - Young the Giant

 
Day 7: A song that deserves more credit
Made the decision to go with Bright Eyes for this one because I think, in general, the band deserves more credit. Picking a specific song was not easy.
Sorry if I’ve told this story before…
in college I frequented a bar and had a really lovely friendship/flirtationship with the bartender. He had such a good taste in music. When the bar was slow, specifically Tuesday evenings, we’d listen to and discuss music that the townies wouldn’t like. He wasn’t familiar with Bright Eyes and wanted me to introduce him. I said I couldn’t just recommend one song or album. He told me to make him a mixtape. It was near impossible to pick. I ended up making 3 mixes. The final one I named β€œThird Stringers Are Still Pros”

I don’t remember which mix this song was on. It’s good though.

Bright Eyes - Shell Games

 
Day 10: A song that makes a statement

I had a specific song in mind that I was going to post for this prompt, but I decided against going in a political direction today.
Instead, I’ll throw it back to my high school years. Driving around town with my bestie, smoking a blunt, and emphatically singing along to every word.

Say Anything - Admit It!!!

 
Day 11: A song that is angsty

I don't think there's any band that even comes close to the Smiths when talking about angst.

Morrissey is draped in it, it coats his skin and drips on the floor like tar.
It starts as a puddle around him, but it grows and grows until he's drowning;
his cries for help make the most beautiful music.

The Smiths - Please, please, please, let me get what I want

Get out of my head on this one (goes to look for back up Smiths songs)
 
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