Friday, December 23, 2011

Tis the Season Vol. 2 Song 9 - The Walkmen - Juveniles (Live on KEXP)



Haha remember when people used to read this shit Kono? fuck no, well we're in a fine mood this morning and as i wait to down the first of many black pints (and yes i'll start before noon) i wanted to post one my favorite songs by one of my favorite bands, the National and Arcade Fire may get all the attention but these guys are the fucking business and this song in particular was like a my personal theme song for a bit, in a way it represented my long and contentious relationship with the fairer sex, which someday i may get around to writing a full post about, but for now you can hear me roar and smile in this one, see that first line, "you're with someone else/ tomorrow night/ it doesn't matter to me", it's perfect, it sums up what it took me the first 32 years of my life to learn, i don't own you and you don't own me and i don't give a fuck what you do tomorrow as long as while you're here you're here dig, kiss me, bat your eyelashes, rub my thigh, just stay off your phone and pretend like your in love, doesn't matter if you are just make me feel better about the time i'm spending and then the song winds it's way through a verse or two until it hits the line, "i'm a good man/ by any count/ and i see better things to come", which after years of thinking i wasn't i finally figured out i wasn't that bad, i mean i've been told i'm damn good with the boyos by a number of people, that i go above and beyond what most men do, i know what fucking fork to eat with first when staring at table setting with 3 or so, hell dare i say i might have one, two or maybe even a few redeeming qualities, believe me i counter those with the devil in me, the side that drinks to many black pints and has a taste for good Irish Whisky and a weakness for drugs, i like to gamble on the horses, with my life, with my sanity, i'm a notorious skirt chaser, a flirt with an eloquent tongue and an easy smile, i'm all the things daddie's have warned their daughters about yet they still find me and in the end i've learned that none can break me, cuz at the end of the day when they walk out the door another one will look across that smoky bar and smile and the cycle starts itself all over again, doesn't mean it might not hurt for a while but the sun will rise and the boyos will jump on their daddy and their daddy will smile and laugh and know that it all works itself out in the end, you know... so sing along, "you're one of us/ or one of them/ you're one of us/ or one of them...

4 comments:

sybil law said...

I haven't even met you in person, but I can say you're a good man by my standards. Maybe too smart for your own good - haha - but definitely a good man.
I hope you and the boyos have a wonderful holiday season.
I'm totally getting into some pints after I finish cleaning. Fucking cleaning... grumble grumble...

Kono said...

Sybil- you know how to make a chronic fuck-up smile... and since it's lunch and a slow day here at the job i'm heading off to the pub. cheers.

Diary of Why said...

I love the Walkmen. I think you're my musical kindred spirit.

Kono said...

DofW- great minds think alike now don't they?