I have this song from the Counting Crows band in my head. Here are the lyrics:
A long December and there’s reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can’t remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving
Now the days go by so fast
And its one more day up in the canyons
And its one more night in Hollywood
If you think that I could be forgiven…I wish you would
The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that its all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl
And its one more day up in the canyons
And its one more night in Hollywood
If you think you might come to California…I think you should
Drove up to hillside manor sometime after two a.m.
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower,
Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her
And its been a long December and there’s reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can’t remember all the times I tried to tell my myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass
And its one more day up in the canyon
And its one more night in Hollywood
Its been so long since I’ve seen the ocean…I guess I should.
A lot has happened recently and I haven’t posted much, been trying to learn to play the guitar which has taken up a lot of my free time. With the election over, and a new administration taking over in January, “there’s reason to believe this year will be better than the last.”
PC Magazine will stop printing soon and will be available online only. I hate to see this as I learned much about computing from their magazine. I fondly recall learning about expanded memory, extended memory, micro channel architecture, and so on and so on. In truth, since the dot com bust, the magazine went from a multi pound thick info packed warehouse of knowledge to a thinly disguised advertisement and buying guide for their advertisers.
Part of this is due to Intel copyrighting the Pentium name and keeping more of the lid on the inner workings of these chips, or perhaps people just are not as geekily interested in how these chips work like some of us before were. The information is available sooner online anyway. My Kim Kommando newsletter I receive from her is timely and informative about technology and tech issues. People like Jim Seymour, who died prematurely a few years ago, aren’t around to enliven the mysteries of computing either. He was great to read in PC Magazine. I like John Dvorak’s writing but the magazine has definitely moved from being an information tool to being a sales tool. John is not afraid to challenge the makers of software and hardware products. Still, I hate to see it go. It was a good run.
When you’re Democrat or Republican, isn’t it refreshing to be treated by the new hires as adults, rather than some ignorant people who don’t deserve any information at all?
Enough said. December has only just begun, but it will soon be over.
Happy holidays!
December 10, 2008 at 2:43 pm
Great song, off of their CD, “Recovering the Satellites”, which is one of their better ones. I think you just got it stuck in my head!
December 10, 2008 at 3:21 pm
I like the line ..”a lot of oysters and no pearls…” perhaps a bit depressing sort of a song in a way but appropriate for December, at least the sun was out today.
December 15, 2008 at 4:23 pm
Happy Holidays, hyakutake.
December 15, 2008 at 5:46 pm
Happy Holidays!
December 22, 2008 at 1:11 am
Yeah, “August and Everything After”, “Recovering the Satellites”, and “This Desert Life” were kinda depressing. I was pretty shocked when I heard they made a pop song, “Accidentally in Love” for one of the Shrek films. Their past couple albums have been good, but their older stuff is my favorite.
January 2, 2009 at 10:05 pm
Yeah, great song and very well sung by Adam Duritz. Reminds me of “Please Come to Boston” by Dave Loggins from 1974.
Please come to Boston for the springtime
I’m stayin’ here with some friends and they’ve got lotsa room
You can sell your paintings on the sidewalk
By a cafĂ© here I hope to be workin’ soon
Please come to Boston
She said “No, would you come home to me”
And she said, “Hey ramblin’ boy now won’t cha settle down
Boston ain’t your kinda town
There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me
I’m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee”
Please come to Denver with the snowfall
We’ll move up into the mountains so far that we can’t be found
And throw “I love you” echoes down the canyon
And then lie awake at night till they come back around
Please come to Denver
She said “no, Boy, would you come home to me”
And she said, “Hey ramblin’ boy why don’t cha settle down
Denver ain’t your kinda town
There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me
‘Cause I’m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee”
Now this drifter’s world goes ’round and ’round
And I doubt that it’s ever gonna stop
But of all the dreams I’ve lost or found
And all that I ain’t got
I still need to lean to
Somebody I can sing to
Please come to LA to live forever
California life alone is just too hard to build
I live in a house that looks out over the ocean
And there’s some stars that fell from the sky
Livin’ up on the hill
Please come to LA
She just said “no, Boy, won’t you come home to me”
And she said, “hey ramblin’ boy why don’t cha settle down
LA can’t be your kinda town
There ain’t no gold and there ain’t nobody like me
No, no, I’m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee”
“I’m the number one fan of the man from Tennessee”