I know you've all seen House of Rock by now; I am positive. Soundtracks make, and break movies: no matter how brilliant the screenplay, how superb the direction, or how raunchy the lead actors off-screen adultery is, watching a movie with a terrible score is possibly the most excruciating experience in the world.
Life can be like that, too. Without the right mix of riff, lyric or emotion, you are unable to truly live. Music defines your soul; it floods your brain with pungent memory. You got the crap phucked out of you by Jimmy Johnson in the back of his 82 Bronco to that one. You and your friends got drunk in Cancun and ended up on Girls Gone Wild Volume, Sixty-Four. You don't remember that day.
Everyone should have a LifeTrack. I know you are all waiting like heroin addicts at the methadone clinic for mine...I'll administer this one slowly.
Sia, "Breathe Me"
Help, I have done it again, I have been here many times before. Hurt myself again today, and, the worst part is there's no one else to blame...Be my friend. Hold me, wrap me up. Unfold me. I am small. I'm needy. Warm me up. And breathe me...
Iron and Wine, "Such Great Heights"
They will see us waving from such great heights, "Come down now," they'll say. But everything looks perfect from far away, "Come down now," but we'll stay.
Jet, "Cold Hard Bitch" AKA "Annie's Watch Me Strip Then Phuck Your Brains Out Song"
Cold hard bitch, Just a kiss on the lips, and I was on my knees. I'm waiting, give me...Cold hard bitch, She was shakin' her hips, that's all that I need...
The Bangles, "Eternal Flame"
Close your eyes and give me your hand; do you feel my heart beating, do you understand? Do you feel the same, am I only dreaming...Or is this burning an eternal flame?
Avril Lavigne, "He Wasn't"
Uh, uh, Hey, hey; Uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hey, hey; Uh, uh, hey, hey; uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, uh, hey, hey
Fiona Apple, "Criminal"
I’ve been a bad bad girl, I’ve been careless with a delicate man. And it’s a sad sad world, When a girl can break a boy...just because she can. Don’t you tell me to deny it, I’ve done wrong and I want to
Suffer for my sins. I’ve come to you ’cause I need guidance to be true...and I just don’t know where I can begin.
Coldplay, "Yellow"
Your skin...Oh yeah your skin and bones...turn into something beautiful. D'you know for you i bleed myself dry? For you i bleed myself dry.
Nine Days, "Story of A Girl"
Your clothes never wear as well the next day, and your hair never falls in quite the same way...but you never seem to run out of things to say...
Enya, "Orinoco Flow (Sail Away)"
We can reach, we can beach far beyond the Yellow Sea...we can sail, we can sail,(sail away, sail away, sail away)...from Peru to Cebu feel the power of Babylon...we can sail, we can sail, (sail away, sail away, sail away) we can sail, we can sail...
Ben Folds Five, "Song For The Dumped"
So you wanted to take a break...slow it down some and have some space? Well phuck you too! Give me my money back...give me my money back, you bitch. I want my money back! (And don't forget to give
me back my black T-Shirt)
Crash Test Dummies, "Mmm-mmm-mmm-mmm"
She couldn't quite explain it, they'd always just been there. Mmm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm...Mmm, Mmm, Mmm, Mmm...
Madonna, "Take A Bow"
Make them laugh, it comes so easy, when you get to the part where you're breaking my heart. Hide behind your smile, all the world loves a clown. Wish you well, I cannot stay...you deserve an award for the role that you played. No more masquerade, you're one lonely star...
I could go on forever.
What you got?
What about "Bitch" by Meredith Brooks?
Yesterday I cried
Must have been relieved to see
The softer side
I can understand how you'd be so confused
I don't envy you
I'm a little bit of everything
All rolled into one
I'm a bitch, I'm a lover
I'm a child, I'm a mother
I'm a sinner, I'm a saint
I do not feel ashamed
I'm your hell, I'm your dream
I'm nothing in between
You know you wouldn't want it any other way
Posted by: lefty_grrrl | September 01, 2005 at 11:41 PM
forgot the "i'm a bitch, i'm a tease, i'm a goddess on my knees" part.
Posted by: lefty_grrrl | September 02, 2005 at 12:14 AM
Two songs are just incredible personal experiences for me, and have helped me through some traumatic episodes in my life:
"The Search Is Over" by Survivor
Now the miles stretch out behind me
Loves that I have lost
Broken hearts lie victims of the game
Then good luck it finally struck
Like lightning from the blue
Every highway leading me back to you
"Wannagirl" by Jeremy Jordan
I wanna girl,
I wanna girl as smart as
she is fine,
Someone that I can say is mine.
(You BET this should be played in high volume in a residential area!)
One song is about discovering my dream Ducky who was always their beside me. The other is like a surgical view of the inside of a man's mind. And a girl should always know what her man wants. Otherwise, how will she know what to withhold?
Posted by: Alexandra DuPont | September 02, 2005 at 12:48 AM
Oh Anne Beth, dear sweet Anne Beth, it often seems to me that "your feelings have gone and you can't go on", so I choose Tragedy by the Bee Gees as the soundtrack to your posts. But be brave dear, be brave, and remember: "there's no fight you can't fight," so in no time at all this song will be replaced by You Win Again.
Posted by: Lee | September 02, 2005 at 01:51 AM
tragedy is a good choice lee, but i suggest by S Club 7 (http://www.sclub7.co.uk/) as I don't agree with cover versions, especially by such fly by night chancers as the beegees- its essentially a parody of the original, and we all know how DREADFUL that is.
Posted by: piupiu | September 02, 2005 at 03:57 AM
I want to know when YOUR book is coming out, because I'll be the first in line to buy it. You girls are fabulous!! Your minds are young, fresh and fantastic. Boy, I love reading you!
Posted by: The Daily Ranter | September 02, 2005 at 05:58 AM
The soundtrack of ´Cruel Intentions´is great. It describes my moody personality.
Posted by: lonesome | September 02, 2005 at 07:08 AM
I keep waiting for you to run out of material but you don't and that is the most surprising thing in this run of yours.
Posted by: Christopher London | September 02, 2005 at 08:18 AM
Your so sexy and real. I only own one tape, and it's the only one I'll ever need: Tori Amos' Little Earthquakes. I listen to it over and over. But this is the best writing I have ever read other than Tori. Also I live in a truck. Im reading this in a Kinkos. Where do you live?
Posted by: Frank Lemonbrows | September 02, 2005 at 08:44 AM
Phuck you I don't do what you tell me
Phuck you I don't do what you tell me
MILSM. Summer of 99. Vaycay In Hamps. Fisting and Tasti-Delite, with Heath bar topping. Licking and dripping. I wore my Jimmy Choos and left one in the back of his dumpster truck. Never saw him again. But then I don't often stay up until the garbage men come. Mmmm.
Posted by: mimi | September 02, 2005 at 08:51 AM
Phuck I'm beginning to write like you too. You are my heroines.
Posted by: mimi | September 02, 2005 at 08:52 AM
Uh, hmmm. The Meredith Brooks Bitch song is good. You ladies are hilarious.
3T
Posted by: 3rd Times a Charm ( 3T ) | September 02, 2005 at 09:16 AM
The Avril Lavigne and Enya selections are choice. Well done.
Can I add another? A little "knockin' me out with those American thighs" by ACDC?
I have American thighs. I wish I had smooth silky Euro-thighs like the Goldstein girls.
Posted by: Noisette | September 02, 2005 at 09:40 AM
Why not parody helping hurricane victims? or better yet, why not just do it because it is the right thing to do?
Posted by: tom tuttle | September 02, 2005 at 12:42 PM
Hey Tuttle, instead of chastising bloggers, why don't you send a check to the Red Cross instead?
Your time would be much better spent.
I think the media's doing a good enough job covering what's happening down South.
Let's take a moment to have a laugh, mmmkay?
Posted by: Itsy | September 02, 2005 at 01:02 PM
The soundtrack to my life includes:
1. "Linus and Lucy" - Vince Guaraldi Trio, tho' I'm also fond of the version done by Jackal using a chainsaw.
2. "Machine Gun" - Jimi Hendrix. A tender, meaty love song.
3. "Everlong" - Foo Fighters. Just the whispered stuff in the middle that I can't understand. The rest is absolute crap.
4. "Who Will Save Your Soul" - Jewel. I can't remember the lyrics, tune or even what she looks like from the neck up, but I love the sound her boobies make mooshing against the back of her guitar.
5. "Treasure of the Sierra Madre" - Everything Walter Huston says is like a crystalline waterfall tinkling over my tiny brain.
Posted by: Lex Jenkins | September 02, 2005 at 02:50 PM
I love Barry Manilow's "Weekend in New England" since it reminds me of how I made fish soup from SCRATCH for all of my admirers.
You know, I *own* some high-quality kitchen equipment, and I know how to use it. And I'm not just talking about nonstick cooking spray, either.
Posted by: He's Dead, Jim! | September 02, 2005 at 07:27 PM
has anyone else noticed the clumsy amendment to sk's latest post to make her seem less of a selfish cunt?
Posted by: piupiu | September 03, 2005 at 12:12 PM
congratulations on an appalling selection of songs!
plus: there should have been more songs with "ME" in the title. maybe john lennon's "look at me", but with a total irony bypass
"i love the way he is sooo honest about wanting the whole world to look at him..."
Posted by: extreme unction | September 03, 2005 at 03:52 PM
i liked both "breakstuff" by limp bizkit or "(i hate) everything about you" by ugly kid joe.. until therapy made me better. hahaha ! funny blog!
Posted by: baddie | September 03, 2005 at 04:37 PM
Ms Goldstein, I don't know if you realize what a role model you are to our young women out there, trying to make it in this male-dominated world, but you are. You are like a mentor to me.
I am sixteen tears old, and my mom is a total bitch. She never lets me do anything, and she buys me all the wrong clothes - I mean, things that thirty year olds would wear! She doesn't let my boyfriend stay over, and she tells my stepdad not to buy me more expensive things than she can.
Basically, she is the devil.
The other day, I told her I wanted to wear a really stunnung outfit for the first day of school (since I didn't get a coming out party), so she went to some old people's store like Sacks or something. She bought me a banana yellow pantsuit with thigh high boots and a purse to match. I was so scared to wear it, but she called me an ungrateful brat and made me wear it anyway. So I did.
All the girls made fun of me. I wondered what you would do in a situation like that. I figured you would make it look great, so I pulled the Zipper in the front down to my belly button and took off my bra.
It worked! all the girls still made fun of me, but the boys couldn't keep their hands off of me! Some girl said something like,"You look like an idiot<' so I just said loudly, "I take it in the ass, what do you do?"
I am still the most popular girl with the boys, and some of the other girls have started to wear yellow pantsuits and brag about anal.
I would be a lonely, ignored girl without your inspiration. Thank you.Oh, and my boyfrind loves it in my ass, too! It was weird to get used to, but we don't have to worry about condoms anymore, and I just think of how someday I'll be where you are in life. Maybe sooner, since I didn't start off fat.
I LOVE you!
Posted by: Courtney Ashlee | September 03, 2005 at 06:06 PM
hey tuttle, why dont you go fuck yourself. i would bet my bottom dollar that there is no entry in your checkbook for hurricane relief, and, as they say, charity begins at home, so reach into your skirt and pony up. and if you are worried about people blogging about unimportant topics in the face of human tragedy, why dont you start with greek tragedy or this fish. fish is too busy blogging about her ass being shown on 42nd street, and greek is busy writing about anal sex with faux butter spray (although she does always seem to make note of her charitable efforts at the local soup kitchen, when not posting heinous photos of her and her JAP friends in ridiculous poses).
Posted by: the yankee clipper | September 03, 2005 at 09:54 PM
I had to pass along this "blog" as well. I think she was inspired by Stephanie Klein. It came out last summer. She created some website and publicity campaign about finding a man and getting engaged in 6 months. She was 25 or 26 at the time. And, not surprisingly, she's still single.
She? Is my Stephanie Klein.
http://www.marryblaire.com/blogmarry.html
Posted by: Moxie | September 04, 2005 at 06:49 PM