there's a thunder in our hearts, baby.

[intertribal]

For some reason I am extremely attached to this song that I only hear at iceskating competitions, because it's this Canadian team's free dance music - the soundtrack to The Umbrellas of Cherbourg, a depressing musical movie about figurative town mice and country mice, composed by Michel Legrand.  Well, really, I'm only attached to the last thirty seconds of the song - when the girl says, "Je t'aime, je t'aime, je t'aime!" - it reminds me of the feeling I get listening to Vive La Fete's Els Pynoo screaming "c'est la manie" in "Noir Desir".  It feels real, and to be honest I don't know a lot of songs like that.  I like it when music gives me raw emotion and for some reason these French songs do. 

I don't actually like Virtue & Moir (the skaters).  I am biased against Canadian skaters.  Ever since that boo-hoo at the 2002 Olympics.  Canadians and their boring costumes and sentimental modern elegance, blah.  It's like Gilmore Girls overdose.  I have a favorite Russian ice dancing pair (Oksana Domnina and Maxim Shabalin) who were out of the ISU championships because of an injury. 

Other songs I feel "raw emotion" from:
- "Wild Horses": the Sundays [no sweeping exits, or offstage lines, could make me feel bitter or treat you unkind]
- "This is Everything": Tegan and Sara [maybe this is the last honest love that I'll ever give]
- "Exit": U2 [beating, beating, beating, beating, oh my love, oh my love, oh my love, oh my love]
- "Alexander the Burn Victim": Scarling [and when he drinks he hits on you]
- "Running Up That Hill": Placebo [and if I only could make a deal with God, and get him to swap our places, be running up that road, be running up that hill, be running up that building]
- "Is This Desire": PJ Harvey [is this desire enough, enough]
- "Hyper Chondriac Music": Muse [you wanted more than I was worth, you think I was scared yeah, and you needed proof]
- "Leif Erikson": Interpol [you come here to me]
- "Rock Star": Hole [well what do you do with a revolution?]
- "Pretty on the Inside": Hole [is she pretty from the back?]
- "Jennifer's Body": Hole [he said I'm your lover, I'm your friend, I'm purity, hit me again]

I'm reading about what happened to student protesters and other political activists in Indonesia during the '90s.  It's eerie, because it's what my father was trying to avoid when he stopped criticizing the government, and while student leaders were being electrocuted and iced and beaten in early 1998, he was dying regardless.  The irony is that they ended up surviving.  In the past two days I've had to tell my life story to two complete strangers.  The taxi driver gave me advice: don't move to Indonesia, baby, it would break your mother's heart, and don't marry an Indonesian guy, sweetie, marry an American guy.  The woman from the State Department said she didn't know if anyone can ever move on from the death of a loved one, then she put her sunglasses back on. 

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[royinpink.livejournal.com]

I didn't see this one either.

Baby? Sweetie? Again, wtf?

I'm very sorry i still can't much respond to anything. i mean, in general, because i have no time. i have negative time. augh.