the Microphones :: I Felt Your Shape
Recently a complete stranger said to me “When are you going to start living your life for yourself,” or something to that effect. He was a chiropractor, and I was in his office to talk about the knots in my upper back. It was quite inappropriate really; I started weeping.
I go to this song when I need to feel stronger, and I even get to do that identifying with the object, rather than the subject. (I think about objects and subjects a lot reading and writing this blog—where do we place ourselves in these songs we love?) Phil reminds me of my monumental/elemental nature. My hair is a stampede of horses, my hips are thunderheads, my breastbone is steel girders.* When you know you are tall as mountains, it feels good to take your tree size hand and brush those shoulders off.
*For further reference, please see Ego Trip by Nikki Giovanni (performed by Blackalicious). Can anyone point me to more stuff like this? Because I think I need to up my megalomaniacal affirmation intake.
I Felt Your Shape (2.2MB MP3)
the Microphones
Nice Poppy. But, I think I’m gonna use my tree sized hands to sock your jerk chiropractor!