[WARNING: Music should be played very loud.]
“we heard you missed us. we’re back!!”
long forgotten and seldom heard, the debut album from chump. (the ‘h’ is backward)
side one. track one.
monday song #66: (pump up the) valium
i’m going to let this one speak for itself.
monday song #65: another perfect day
this started as an attempt at an original song for the kids to sing for new year’s, as is our tradition. but the further i went, the heavier it got, and in the end, it was just too much fun to resist going all the way with it. this one definitely sounds good loud!
monday video #1: ghost story
as you may have noticed, monday songs has been silent for much of the year. up till the last post, the prime reason has been an overabundance of non-musical work.
monday song #64: her beautiful balloon
he was holding her hand when the world changed.
one moment she was laughing and he was admiring her generous spirit. her freedom.
and then it hit him.
monday song #63: the garlic eater
it’s the first time he’s been alone with her.
he scheduled a six-top conference room to prep a powerpoint deck explaining third quarter dividends. it’s his presentation, but her boss asked her to contribute a pair of slides, 3-d pie charts breaking out revenue by market.
she grabs the monitor plug and connects it to her laptop, ‘i’ll drive.’
monday song #62: newark state of mind
once he was in love.
once.
but not anymore. far from it.
it was all the touching.
monday song #61: 12-yr-old
he’s twenty-seven.
he sits in his apartment, a movie on the dish.
he pours himself another drink. he likes to get just the right amount of wasted before calling it a night.
monday song #60: bend
at the end of the longest day she can remember, mrs. kelly pulls into the parking lot of the children’s hospital. it’s been years since she’s been here. thirteen to be exact.
she’s tired of being exact.
she starts to climb out before she’s turned off the engine. the car bucks forward and hits the low cement bumper. she couldn’t be any more frazzled than she already was, so she takes it more or less in stride.
monday song #59: rachel rides the short bus
“don’t move. i’ve almost got your left eye.”
kevin does as he’s told, watching rachel scribble and erase, scribble and erase.
“are you almost done?”
she focuses on the sheet of paper in front of her, “every time you move, you make it take longer.”
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