Dän in NY?

List seven songs you are into right now. No matter what the genre, whether they have words, or even if they're any good, they must be songs you're really enjoying now. Post these instructions in your LiveJournal along with your seven songs. Then tag seven other people to see what they're listening to.

1. Siberian Kiss - Glassjaw
A hiccup in paradise
I keep you jealously to myself,
In a photo the size of a kiss,
A kiss in the shape of a bullet.

2. 18er Stock - Hansen Band
Ein Glauben an alles. Ein Schuss in die Luft
Und Einer der schreit: Immer gewusst
Und was man verdient, ist nicht was man bekommt
Willkommen an der Front
Und irgendwas klingelt. Jeder ist wichtig
Alle beisammen. Alle, nur ich nicht
Ein Händedruck
Ich will, dass du weißt
Ich weiß, wie du heißt

3. Kaputt - Wir Sind Helden
So viel kaputt aber so vieles nicht
Jede der Scherben spiegelt das Licht
So viel kaputt aber zwischen der Glut
zwischen Asche und Trümmern
war irgendwas gut

4. The Nurse Who Loved Me - A Perfect Circle
I'm taking her home with me all dressed in white
She's got everything I need some pills in a little cup
She's falling hard for me I can see it in her eyes
She acts just like a nurse with all the other guys

5. With a Good Criminal Heart - World/Inferno Friendship Society
He without sin, leave home
Licking my lips, running stoned
Wherever you spit, cops, we run
Endless streets, we run

6. Knee 1 - Einstein On the Beach - Philip Glass
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, eight

7. Flicks - Frou Frou
And I'm motioning still they stand inside me
And moments until the one i leave 


Anyone...

I remember when I tried salvia for the first time I felt like half of my body was moving forwards, the other half backwards and I twisted myself into oblivion.

I wonder if its symbolic for how I feel about just about everything important in life.

Well. Id estimate that its been well over a year since Ive written anything in this baby. All the old entries are gone because thats what Ive been trying to do in life. Pick up hints of whatever identity Ive created for myself and start over again. Ive done it successfully one and a half times so far. The half is currently in progress, so who knows if it will be completely successfull, but I think things are underway, it sure as hell already beats Westhampton.

It does however make me wonder, was Westhampton really as bad as I thought it was, or was I just armed with the wrong perpsective? I can say that I was miserable, that I know. I do also know that there were good moments within those 3 trying years, well really only 2 of them were "trying" so to say. I quite thouroughly enjoyed freshman year because it seemed to be so much better than EMO, which it was. But I suppose thats comparing apples to oranges. Either way, I blame a lot of my misery on Long Island. I hate that place with an undying passion. May I never go back for more than a week. I cant stand suburban life. I need to live in a city. Be it New York, Erfurt, Berlin or Boston, I dont care.

Speaking of Erfurt. I really want to move back to Germany, I just wish the Euro wasnt so damned expensive. I mean life is good here, but I miss the pace of life back home.
I miss the deep intelectual conversations.
Being able to drink a few beers, play tag, then talk about the world economy, all with the same group of people.
Going to clubs and not hearing just hip-hop.
Actually enjoying going to clubs.
Going to get Döner or Pizza with Marie after school, waiting to get our free one.
Defending America with all my might, yet still wishing to dissolve the federal government.
I miss all the punks sitting along Bahnhofstraße, communists protesting capitalism, and the occasional drunken nazi encounter.
Buying my Vodka in the supermarket.
Wine on the Petersberg, (Fortress on a hill in the middle of the ciy) or just in the park.
I miss the cultural exchanges.
Bullshitting in Englisch class.
Trying to understand Kafka in his native tongue.... ouch.
Taking the train anywhere and everywhere to go see the people you love.
I flat out miss the people I love.

Oh man I got some strong nostalgia going on right now.
Though I do know if I went back it wouldnt be the same. Still, I miss it.

I suppose this brings me to the more or less present.
I know the present dominates the past, but the present is so uncertain, most likely because its still happening.
Maybe Ill get to the present after I get the past a little out of mind...

I was looking through various old entries from everybodys journals trying to find something, and I came across this, and it made me very happy:

I figured it out. While in one of my periods of daydreaming, I drifted off to a Perfect World. I was thinking what it'd be like I had the perfect house, with the perfect family. I'd live in a townhouse in Sutton Gardens (the city) with my mother, Patti Lupone, my brother Dan, and our seven dogs. I'd go to the LaGuardia school of the performing arts, then the rest of the time I'd be doing some small revue shows. During the summer, if I wasn't touring with Rent as Joanne, I'd be up at our London flat doing Noises Off! at the Royal Albert Theatre....with our(WHB) cast. Every Christmas Patti and I would gather some of our friends (mine being from the WHB Music Dept., hers Broadway legends) and we'd put on a huge charity show at the Met. Half the money would go to AIDS research, and the other half would go to starting a performing arts school on Long Island (where all of my friends would teach things like "Kazoos. Only kazoos. Not the french horn, just kazoos.-101" and "How to be Jill Flynn"). We wouldn't embarress each other because we are both nuts. And since she was my mother, I'd inherit her talent. She'd get my love of football. Life would be frabjous (haha, you thought I was gonna say perfect, didn't you?) Dan and I would have two different fathers, but we'd all live as one big family. His father would be Norbert Leo Butz and mine would be Tim Curry. Poppa Norb would teach Dan that G note and Daddy Tim would be the one to teach me how to run around in rhinestone studded platforms and fishnets. We'd come together to perform in a show that becomes a smash broadway hit and we'd all win Tonys.

I really miss those days.