What follows is my response to two things: 1) my godmother/semi-aunt/person-who-bought-me-my-first-GIJOE Baba Balce's poll question #1 of the year about my top five love songs ever, and 2) my good friend-for-almost-a-decade-now Vlad Gonzales' book A-Side/B-Side (in stores now).
In no order whatsoever:
"Hey That's No Way to Say Goodbye" by Leonard Cohen
A love letter written post-breakup, with enough distance between the two that "I" remembers "you" fondly, the memories' details, ie, your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm, rendered with enough sweetness that it almost sounds like "I" is still in love with "you," despite the past tense of the first line. Maybe "I" still is. Is the title talking about "I?" Is the title talking about "you?" Who broke up with whom? That is not the important thing, the song declares. Instead: what is important is "I" loved "you." And: this has happened before; this will happen again.
"Seeing Other People" by Belle & Sebastian
About a Love that started out as light and carefree and took a turn towards being far more serious than what the two bargained for, and now it feels like it has run its course, or at least, that's how it feels like for the two, and now they're both trying to convince themselves and each other that their decision to "cool off" is good for their relationship when it really very rarely is. "Is it puppy love? Do I even love you love you? Maybe I need to sleep with guys/girls other than you to see if I really do. But they don't kiss me like you do." This is the transcript of their dialogue.
"Baka Naman" by Stonefree
The strange phenomenon of Love at First Sight as processed through Zeno's Arrow Paradox, ie, the more you think about it, the farther it'll get. I fell in love with this song as I was halfway up a mountain in my late teens, back when I was in love with being in love and not being loved back. The less articulate version is Teeth's "Prinsesa," it's more articulate the Eraserheads' "Torpedo." You know what I'm talking about.
"Lakas Tama" by Siakol
When Love is as its messiest and most inarticulate and all you wanna do is just smoke some prime grass and fuck each other's brains out in the living room floor, or rather "My cock is a fake black Strat from Raon. The feedback is a shower of cunts. Fuck. You." Such is love.
"Love is the Drug" by Roxy Music
The reason why Sex on Drugs is so great is that both simulate/stimulate the production of oxytocin that stimulate/simulate feelings of Love. "What is Love?" The song answers the question with a smirk and a steady bassline beat thrumming in your tummy making you bob your head up and down tap your feet on the floor if not dance an outrightly shamelessly shameful series of spastic spasms as the lights all over go red and green and yellow and the chorus is gloriously raining shimmering golden confetti as you sing at the top of your lungs. You'll feel like a million bucks. You'll feel like you don't give a fuck. My name is Adam and I'm an addict. It's cool. I feel alive. I'm an addict. Love and Drugs and Roxy Music. I love you. I love you. T'ain't no big t'ing. Love is / Love is.
In no order whatsoever:
"Hey That's No Way to Say Goodbye" by Leonard Cohen
A love letter written post-breakup, with enough distance between the two that "I" remembers "you" fondly, the memories' details, ie, your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm, rendered with enough sweetness that it almost sounds like "I" is still in love with "you," despite the past tense of the first line. Maybe "I" still is. Is the title talking about "I?" Is the title talking about "you?" Who broke up with whom? That is not the important thing, the song declares. Instead: what is important is "I" loved "you." And: this has happened before; this will happen again.
"Seeing Other People" by Belle & Sebastian
About a Love that started out as light and carefree and took a turn towards being far more serious than what the two bargained for, and now it feels like it has run its course, or at least, that's how it feels like for the two, and now they're both trying to convince themselves and each other that their decision to "cool off" is good for their relationship when it really very rarely is. "Is it puppy love? Do I even love you love you? Maybe I need to sleep with guys/girls other than you to see if I really do. But they don't kiss me like you do." This is the transcript of their dialogue.
"Baka Naman" by Stonefree
The strange phenomenon of Love at First Sight as processed through Zeno's Arrow Paradox, ie, the more you think about it, the farther it'll get. I fell in love with this song as I was halfway up a mountain in my late teens, back when I was in love with being in love and not being loved back. The less articulate version is Teeth's "Prinsesa," it's more articulate the Eraserheads' "Torpedo." You know what I'm talking about.
"Lakas Tama" by Siakol
When Love is as its messiest and most inarticulate and all you wanna do is just smoke some prime grass and fuck each other's brains out in the living room floor, or rather "My cock is a fake black Strat from Raon. The feedback is a shower of cunts. Fuck. You." Such is love.
"Love is the Drug" by Roxy Music
The reason why Sex on Drugs is so great is that both simulate/stimulate the production of oxytocin that stimulate/simulate feelings of Love. "What is Love?" The song answers the question with a smirk and a steady bassline beat thrumming in your tummy making you bob your head up and down tap your feet on the floor if not dance an outrightly shamelessly shameful series of spastic spasms as the lights all over go red and green and yellow and the chorus is gloriously raining shimmering golden confetti as you sing at the top of your lungs. You'll feel like a million bucks. You'll feel like you don't give a fuck. My name is Adam and I'm an addict. It's cool. I feel alive. I'm an addict. Love and Drugs and Roxy Music. I love you. I love you. T'ain't no big t'ing. Love is / Love is.
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