SONG OF THE DAY- “Bizarre Love Triangle”

I don’t know about y’all but i can groove to this classic! One of the best songs to ever come out by alternative legends New Order.

“I feel fine and I feel good
I’m feeling like I never should
Whenever I get this way
I just don’t know what to say
Why can’t we be ourselves like we were yesterday
I’m not sure what this could mean
I don’t think you’re what you seem
I do admit to myself
That if I hurt someone else
Then I’ll never see just what we’re meant to be”

I just love everything about this song. Dancing to this song is cool, i hope to write a scene in a movie or in a book where this song is playing and some cool stuff goes down. “Bizarre Love Triangle” is taking from 1986 album Brotherhood, a album equally divided between post punk and electronic style.
As a whole i’m becoming a bigger fan of New Order each day!

SONG OF THE DAY- “Don’t Swallow the Cap”

For The National, alternative rock heroes formed in Cincinnati, life is good! They have just come off of a Grammy Nomination for their newest album Trouble Will Find Me. Now i’m partial to Nine Inch Nails so i can’t say that they should have won over the gents at Vampire Weekend, but if NIN (My favorite Band) wasn’t nominated i definitely would have gone for them. Crisp choruses, beautiful melodies, Post-Punk Glory, Lead Vocalist Matt croons like the scruffy American offspring of Ian Curtis.
“Don’t Swallow the Cap” and “Sea of Love” are my favorites from the album and they will both get you into the band pretty quick. Some say this is rock for dads and I say those would be some pretty cool dads…
-Anthony Day Grandin
@authordaygrand

“There is a tas…

“There is a taste in my mouth as desperation takes hold, Is it something so good you can’t just function no more”

One of the best song lyrics ever. Its a verse from Post Punk Masterpiece “Love will tear us Apart” by Joy Division. Just imagine how amazing Joy Division would have been if they had made a bunch of albums. Post Punk would have become a major genre rather then an alt rock subgenre. Yeah Yeah Yeahs fell off, Bloc Party are still cool but they aren’t really Post Punk, Interpol, Editors and White Lies still sound good. I love the genre of music, everything from old U2, to Cut City, The Cure’s first album and The Horrors quickly have become one of my favorite bands. They have really made some albums Ian Curtis would be pleased with!

Song of the Day “Remember” by IceAge

They called it Punky Joy Division From a band that has exploded on the scene with a real Jakobinarina vibe. I think they are from Denmark, and they produced arguably the Album of the Year in the Alternative world. All the influences come together so beautiful on this jam, called “Remember” from 2011’s New Brigade
Today’s SONG OF THE DAY!

Song of the Day 9/3/2013 “Digital” by Joy Divison

Woah, check out this song right here. It doesn’t get much darker then this, Joy Division has always been the godfathers of controlled rage in music. I think one can argue that when it comes to depressing, emotionally charged and dark albums, Unknown Pleasures might be the top. Ian Curtis’s charged lyrics captivate the listener, as the icy guitars in the background build up to the euphoric “Day In! Day Out!”
Digital isn’t Joy Divisions best song, but its a song that is POST PUNK. It’s a song that defines the genre along with the various other songs that Joy Division released. Overshadowed by the brilliant Transmission and the all time classic Love Will Tear us Apart, Digital gets play from hardcore Joy Division, Post Punk and Alternative Rock 80s Children.
It’s a song that details depression, a battle that Ian Curtis lost. I’ve always tried to describe what depression is in creative ways. But when you hear Ian Curtis howling “Day In! Day Out!” you know that you can never out do it. In four words, depression is laid out on a plate for everyone to see and hear. Each day is the same, the same bullshit. You feel like the same stain on existence, you feel embarassment, confusion and anger every day.
It’s devastating when depression takes a turn for the worse, in Ian Curtis’s case he took his own life. I’ve been greatly affected by SUicide in my immediate family. Nearly destroyed me, and it’s so sad when someone with so much talent, that so many people love and look up to decides to take their own life. Ian Curtis was the epitome of talented, and he had a young daughter and such an amazing career ahead of him. But none of that matters when every day, Day in Day out you feel the he did and how i have felt at times
Now my mood is controlled by prescription drugs, which have saved my life but i fear and wonder about those days and what would have happened if i didn’t get help. The tragic end of Ian Curtis’s life makes the music so much more intense as well. Listening to Joy Division tells a tragic story and “Digital” is a very important chapter, and thats why its Tuesdays song of the day!

Take a Minute, the Poem

The solemn aggression and pain of lonely nights, the darkness and disputes shine upon city lights

 

I sway in the wind as the feeling of doom creeps in despite all the advantages of a perpetuating preconceived desires and barren roads that seem to never end

 

They say I’m kidding but it’s a fact, it’s a stereotype of the prejudice that’s built to react

 

My past influences the way I act

 

The messages from society shield wondrous dreams, and I’m beginning to waste away it seems, and if you don’t help me now ill fade away in the misery Day in Day out

 

 

 

Misery finds a home it always does, a problem evolves from me to us, and if looks could kill I’d bury your trust

 

I’d always had my heart in hand, I always said if the tide rose I’d stand, maybe I’m just not god’s man

 

As times passes so quick, in motion my life makes me sick, and you remind me of all the things that were ever said by knowing me when my face was plastered red

 

Controlling each impulse and feeling with empty meds, and the tribulation of being hungry and having yet to be fed no, because sometimes I feel like I’m going to just drop dead

 

It’s the nights I loathe and the daylight I dread, I’m wasting away in bed, the feeling is beginning to spread and I’m fading, I’m fading Day In, Day Out, Day In, Day Out

 

 

 

Smash the window resulting in bloody knees, disgusting fiends waiting for the itch to cease

 

The moments of day when I struggle to breath, delaying celebrations because I’m trying to prove to myself that I still even believe

 

And, I remember so clearly the days I slit my wrist, I remember so clearly all the risks I took to exist

 

To abort an idea and watch it wheeze, set fire to the world, hopes and bars

 

My mind is becoming an exhibition that transcends dimensions for tradition, just so I can have faster cars, sometimes I think there is a moon man and I’m living on mars

 

And no I’m not gonna shot for the stars again, fall from the sky and die breathing in air I used to rely in

 

Day in, Day Out, the reality never speaks it shouts, Day in, Day Out, Day In Out, but I don’t want to fade away, I don’t want to leave this world today

 

There is a memory so stand still, Take a Minute prior to pulling the trigger because now I’ve got a view to a kill

 

I was promised good things that end, and I always knew they would

 

I tried to conquer this world, and even as I falter I know I still could

 

So many perfect shapes, how do I compete? Truth is what you perceive but depending on how much you believe will raise the limits on all that you receive.

 

I’m looking at the quiet sky again, and I’m looking at a close up of the past on New Year’s Eve, the silence holds aggression that builds belief, like blasphemy and grace creating a new me yeah

 

Day creeps and night tends, I’ve got the devil inside yet I ascend, and I blend animosity like it’s a trend, nutrition for a theory fueling hypocrisy, with hate so far the eye can’t see

 

And it’s the times of the night that remind, that if it wasn’t for the hate I couldn’t be me, the evil entity

 

 

 

Have you been able to pontificate about dark days and bright nights that we’ve got, making magic out of the illusions of the people in which we are not

 

I can’t think straight, the pain must stop, because if I stay to off balance I’ll drop These are the days when a father is needed by his son

 

I need someone to pick up the pieces instead of turning around to run, I need a clearer vision of the sun, because some days I feel like a big mistake, and then others like the chosen one, these are the days when I’m reminded how I was born by the knife and will live by a gun

 

This teenage minacity is less innocent then a stroll on the city, or the brutality of the town without pity, revenge and repent, tragedy of the years of doves and mud, and the present terror of the past blood

 

Stuck in my mind, its Day in Day out, stuck in design, the fear, the terror I can’t speak much clearer

 

Because the chills become sincerer, its Day in Day Out, the place more lights to shine on my drought

 

I don’t want to drown or burn away, I want to rise above and howl what I’ve got to say, without delay I want all of hell to pay before I fade away. It’s the glimpse of hope, misery of gleams, Day In Day Out its not what it seems

 

 

Isolation

Isolation, Isolation, Isolation

Oh, I wish you see all this beauty, i wish this tear painted a picture of light, I wish i knew who i am, I wish i was alright

Haunted by Self-Reservation, Curious beyond all the lies, someone go help that poor baby, i cant take listening to him cry, without love he surely will die

I grew plants in Isolation, I taught it everything it knows, confused by its transformation, its hideous beyond its wildest imagination, it regains power quicker then I

I picked skin in Isolation, to balance my sick mind. I dreamed of blue lakes and the sky, but i loathed all of mankind

If I prayed to loud they would beat me, so it was hard to remember my lines

These walls were made out of memories, so many i couldnt recall. So I began to rewrite the bible, Revelations didnt match an inevitable fal

I thought about all my friends all throughout the world, to balance my lonely thoughts

I wanted to go and see them, but if I did id surely be caught

Isolation was the uglist cell, but view wasnt really to bad. They teased me with laughter and games, to keep us so damn sad

The walls whispered of a riot, i believed on true, If I met my maker, i’d beat him until he was blue, but the chaos in isolation, came when the moon was blue

The spirits howled and screamed, as my sentence came to an end. My body was so weak that i could barely stand

I hugged the walls like my mother, i wanted to conquer the land

They hit me until i moved, but i stood where i would stand…Image