"I've Just Seen A Face" is probably my favorite song of the moment. I don't know what it is, but that little strumming part before he starts gets me all excited and it makes me want to dance. And I'm still so excited for Across The Universe, so that could be contributing. I'm also really digging Sam Cooke even more than usual. Mmmm.

I think we, as a world, should just make hand-holding a daily thing. Like Hands Across America in the 80s, only more successful. Not even romantically, just because and everyday-ish. I like holding hands, I guess it does somewhat matter who I'm holding hands with but I just like the action.

So, I'm off to find someone to hold hands with while singing "I've Just Seen A Face" or "What A Wonderful World" and that'll about do it.

I can't even write a mega-entry for ACL yet. My thoughts aren't all collected yet. I'm still amazed to be honest and happy and a tad bit still euphoric when I think about it.

Maybe I am just waaaaay too into psychology class lately, but I've made another unimportant discovery that when put into words will be most likely mocked back at me in a tone that is supposed to mimic my own Livejournal rambling voice, but lately I've noticed that sometimes all you get out of a whole conversation is one line. Sometimes it's rambling and it's funny at the time, but in five minutes you've moved on and will forget you ever used the oxygen around you to communicate a laugh or a point that seemed important. Sometimes there's a slip. It's a sentence said remorsefully or ending a story that the other person hopes you're not paying attention to or just lets out, and those stick with you. Maybe it's not even important to them, but it's what you take away. This makes no sense, I'm sorry. You talk to someone, maybe this conversation will "matter" ten years from now, maybe not (although I am inclined to believe most everything and detail matters whether I recall them 100% perfectly or not) but the point is, you take something small away. You mull this sentence they let slip over in your mind for weeks. It may be something incriminating or something surprising or something that when they said it, you could just feel the emotion of it all. Maybe I'm the only one that does this? I have a few of those sentences. Phrases you can remember verbatim. Excuse the metaphor, but they're like little movie quotes from your own life, that if you close your eyes, you can imagine the exact place and time and tone of voice and facial expression. I don't know what I'm trying to say with this. Maybe I should write those few sentences down.

I should really get an editor to revise my thoughts before I write them down. But that would take all the fun out of raw unedited ramblings. Yeah, something like that.

It was raining and I took a turn and someone nearly skid into me which caused me swerve out of the way and I skidded almost off the road today and it was all so fast and scary and I think I might have cried a little. I just remembered that. I hate how something big can happen and one can dismiss it. It's unnerving.

P.S.
I get a lump in my throat and my eyes water or I get goosebumps when I see the trailer. THE TRAILER. I have never been more excited for a movie in my entire life. I'm trying not to watch too much about it and spoil anything, although I do have ridiculously high expectations which could be a good thing and a bad thing.

I really really really hope it's every little thing I imagined and more.
Here's to Friday.

Stephen Marley. Damien Rice. The Arcade Fire. It may sound like name-dropping but it's really just me still being in awe that I saw it all in one day. Most amazing, dance-filled, sunny, happy, surrounded-by-those-i-love, sweaty, hydrated, tiring, comfortable, uncomfortable, emotionally-charged weekend of my life. I can't put it all into words yet, but live music moves me even more than recorded music. Best concert, hands down. I can't stop listening to any of it, and I can't stop thinking about the order of songs chosen and a certain cover Damien slipped in there at the end. What- I just- seriously- SERIOUSLY? Coincidence isn't the word. I'll write more on this later. I'm still excited about it and it's over. I'll post pictures and talk in detail about the sets but for right now, allow me to steal a shot that I sort of remember. My eyes were closed some of the time and it was like millions of different emotions at once. I wanted to dance and sing and scream and cry and just soak in every second, every instrument sound, every harmony and crescendo and riff and not let any of it go. if the children don't grow up, our bodies get bigger...but our hearts get torn up. Whoever said that attaching your own emotions to songs and making them mean something to you more than just a work of art is wrong should be hunt down. we're just a million little gods causin' rain storms, turnin' every good thing to rust oh and p.s. this is necessary.

I can't choose just one. All I'll ever need.