Addendum To A Future Post

Because the post this is addending (?) is still on my handheld, in a nifty little program called WebIS Mail...a sort of beefed up Inbox for the Pocket PC. I also have Blogs In Hand, but that has some issues with subject tags and I wanted to not have to go back and re-edit.

At the time of that future post, I was insanely anxious. Also stressed. And not a little depressed. Now I'm not. Such is the nature of medication regulation. I'd like to think that my current pharmeceutical of choice is working, but it's probably due to the fact that a) it's Saturday and b) I'm not working nor do I c) have group to go to.

Also d) I'm trying yet another means to level out my moods slash stress...that being music therapy. I'm not busting out the ScentSounds...or whatever that horrid contraption is called...I'm putting together songs that, for whatever reason, sort of yank at my ears a little...tunes that have odd little twists in the melody, or are punctuated on the off beat. Hard to explain, easier to throw out a few examples:

Oh, and sorry, but these are iTunes URLs...I don't think they'll resolve in anything but an iTunes wrapper.

Drop It Like It's Hot, by Snoop Dogg
serious props, by the way, for putting tounge clicks front and center as a major part of the song.

Gravel Pit, by Wu-Tang Clan

My Name Is, by Eminem
bonus because the numerous asides in the song are funny as hell

Yep, all of the e.g's are raps...but for some reason the more lyrical of the songs that are odd enough to distract me from my funk are the ones that make it worse. Case in point:

Yes, Anastasia, by Tori Amos

Let Go, by Frou Frou

Stupid, by Sarah McLachlan.

Beautiful, emotional, melodious songs...but depressing as hell. I save them for when I can handle them, or when I'm so out of it that I just don't care.

But since I'm off to nap now, it's Frou Frou...cause as much as I love me some Wu-Tang, I can't doze off to them.