Daily Soundtrack: Extraordinary Machine – Fiona Apple
Like Ally McBeal, I believe in the power of having a theme song. Mine plays in the background of my day, sticks in my head, lyrically and musically speaking to the particular circumstances of my life at the time. The songs always seem to serendipitously find me (or I rediscover them through the magic of the shuffle setting on my iPod) just when I need them the most. Sometimes I stick with the same tune for a little while and let it work it’s magic, some songs I come back to over and over again, sometimes they change daily…
Today my iPod found it’s way to this song and it immediately moved to the top space in today’s soundtrack.
She’s a wise woman, that Fiona – and oooh, I love her voice.
“If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me, or treat me mean
I’ll make the most of it, I’m an extraordinary machine”
For me, these words are partly an echo of deeply held beliefs, and partly (okay, maybe mostly right now) working on me in a ‘fake it till ya make it’ kind of way.
“Do I so worry you, you need to hurry to my side?
It’s very kind
But it’s to no avail; I don’t want the bail
I promise you, everything will be just fine”
Standing on my own two feet, believing that it will all turn out as it was meant to, not taking the easy way out. Yes – an important message for me right now.
I AM an extraordinary machine, and I’m glad of the reminder.
Thanks Fiona.
In an effort to kick start this poor ignored blog I’m gonna try and just post whatever the heck comes to me in the moment - ergo, readers of this blog (should there be any remaining stragglers out there who have not already moved on to greener, more prolifically written, pastures) should prepare themselves for all sorts of randomness*.
There never seems to be time anymore to create those long, deep, formal ramblings that used to fill up the white space around here – and alas, it seems that my written voice has grown a tad rusty from disuse. So, I figure (ever optimistic) perhaps a line here, a quote there and a song or two from time to time might just breathe some life into this tired joint.
Oh – and nagging, pestering, nosy questions and strident demands help too…sometimes.**
*Or nothing at all, which might be the more likely option – given my track record. Do I get points for good intentions, or is it put up or shut up time?
**Seeing as this is my blog and I can totally ignore any and all of the above, there is no real risk of me saying this. Works quite nicely.
