Friday, 19 September 2008

The city she loves me/Lonely as I am/Together we cry...

thinking about home. usually i just dont let my mind go there. for to avoid the missage. but now's a good time for it. i am positive and upbeat about my life. no danger of the belljar descending...anyhoo was thinking about songs about home, not home as in my home - madras. but home as in home for the band or whatever. but all those songs make me think of madras. it's not so much a city song to me. just a home music. like under the bridge - rhcp [ has always always been my madras song...even when i was in madras :)], and west coast - coconut records [altho madras is on the east coast], los angeles, i'm yours - the decemberists...i think the first and last ones r both about LA...
i was talking about home in passing and i meant madras...and zivya's cousin was all but ur parents are here, so home isnt where ur parents are? and i was like i think i explained badly in that me 'home' has never really been my house in madras either...home is an idea...a composite of all the comfort places in madras [pli's, labbu's, dee's, zivya's...loads of others...krithika's terrace..of course i am including my house as well! mm...the mango tree outside my room-when the rain comes :)...many roadsides...]. the safety nets. possibly extended to include safetly nets elsewhere. niv's plc in leeds...
im sure they [the music ppl] feel muchly connected to their cities too... and of course beatles songs which just ooze liverpoolness...

los angeles, i'm yours - the decemberists:

There is a city by the sea
A gentle company
I don't suppose you want to
And as it tells its sorry tale
In harrowing detail
Its hollowness will haunt you

Its streets and boulevards
Orphans and oligarchs are here
A plaintive melody
Truncated symphony
An ocean's garbled vomit on the shore
Los Angeles, I'm yours ...'s not a fully positive song. but oh the love is there. love that you have no control over. love that exists. wil exist.


prnd andrd said...

I think most people have some sort of love-hate relationship with their hometown. Like, I hate my hometown, but under the hate there's a deeper layer - love. But then, of course, under that layer there's an even deeper layer that's exactly the same as the first one. Like a pie.


Divya said...

hehe i like the coloured youtube thingies :D fun!