I'm going back to graveyard shift.  Zombie mode again.  good things never ever last.   

I am the crawling dead,
A phantom in a box, shadow in your head - say
Acid suicide - freedom of the blast,
Read the fucker lies - yeah
Scratch off the broken skin,
Tear into my heart,
Make me do it again

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah-
More human than human

- White Zombie

Hooked on glossy pictures and drugs I've never seen
We'll treat you with advice from a fashion magazine
One day she just walked into that magazine
I wonder if she'll ever come back
And they all said she would crack
They said her mind was one track,
Said she took it too far
You said you want to be want to be want to be want to be
Closer to the stars

- Soul Asylum

I love the drama of this song.  The phrasing, delivery and melody are perfectly intertwined with each other.  The rhythm of the guitar catches you like a wave, and you ride the wave with a smirk on your face like you were experiencing something that you know only a few can ever understand.  And when the ride is over, you come back for more.

You were working as a waitress in a cocktail bar
When I met you
I picked you out, I shook you up and turned you around
Turned you into someone new
Now five years later on you've got the world at your feet
Success has been so easy for you
But don't forget it's me who put you where you are now
And I can put you back down too

Don't, don't you want me
You know I can't believe it when I hear that you won't see me
Don't, don't you want me
You know I don't believe you when you say that you don't need me
It's much too late to find
You think you've changed your mind
You'd better change it back or we will both be sorry

Don't you want me baby, Don't you want me oh!

I was working as a waitress in a cocktail bar
That much is true
But even then I knew I'd find a much better place
Either with or without you
The five years we have had have been such good times
I still love you
But now I think it's time I lived my life on my own
I guess it's just what I must do

-Human League

Heard this song played by a new wave band (The Ronnies) last Friday. Ultra cool.  I love twisted new wave/pop songs where alienation and rejection are the themes but still don't come out as a wuss.   Haven't heard it for years but the lyrics just came out of my mouth when I heard it.  Must be the long term memory working.  Yes, there were disco clubs then playing new wave songs. ok?  It was a fun period of my life, came in, drank our own poison, hunted, danced and left wasted or lucky.  The last time I was at a club with friends was around 2 months ago and frankly, something was amiss.  Haven't been in one for years.  It just didn't feel right hanging out there.  Maybe it was the music (bleeps and monotonous beats).  Maybe it was the crowd (too young, too rich, too spoiled or social parasites). Maybe we were the ones too old (blah).  It was supposed to be one of the best clubs in the Metro but I wasn't impressed.  Yes, I am jaded already.  Something like the been here and done that type of feeling.  What still rocks me off my feet though are watching indie bands play live.  Young bands bearing the torch now and seasoned bands and musicians still soldiering on.  DIY.  Something from the left of the center.  Kung may topak, I like it.  I don't  even care if the venue is packed, hot and you come out of the place like you just went out of a sauna.  What matters is the music.  The feeling of awe, wonder and elation that despite the odds, someone is rocking on to entertain.