I'm down here by the bay, with my arm around the moon.

The day started as if I was trying to capture something I could only see once. Something I knew I would only remember for a month or two.Have you ever noticed at certain points in time just how hard you are trying to capture that moment. Even more so if you can keep it quiet while the recorder lights up red. I caught my Dad's laughter a couple of times, a huge semi passing, scenery, massive structures of steal. quiet moments. It seems so akward when I try to include myself in the shot. The only recording of me was me with my tounge stuck out on purose to the camera. I'm five year old again and I don't even know it.


"Light me with your candle, and watch the flames grow high, no it doesn't have to try"

man....I feel like i've been marching in a straight line all day today, just to find myself pausing at a dead end street. what am I gonna do with you Scott? You're a combination of old songs I keep secret, but only listen to when the moment is right. You're running down such a long road with a transparent map, and I'm getting further away. ohh my....o well.. but as Elliott says "someone's gonna get to you, and fuck up everything you do." you should listen my friend, to these songs.

SO WHOSE HAPPY!!!!!!!???????? I AM..................................(la la la lies) jk, I am. But now Elliott is kinda making me nostalgic about the idea of me playing my acoustic in my room late at night. That's when all the good stuff in life happens to me. I miss my acoustic, okay as you can tell, I'm ready to leave Florida. Did you know I even once tucked my acoustic in to bed with me. I wrote a really cool song, so I figured it didn't need another night in my cold dark closet. I'll be back in a couple of days so really, I kinda just want to get a move on with everything. The time has been calling, I know this why? Because I've found new inspirations through music and very very late night conversations.

you know....this is a different kind of blog right now, a reconciliation of the self. This kind of stuff should be private...but i'm no pirate so I'll share it all with you's guys.

Okay I know lyrics are lame on a website, cause you can basically just go here: http://www.sweetadeline.net/?page_id=214 to see the real deal, but o well. It's one of my favorite songs by Elliott Smith, and it's not on any album I know of except some Japan import. yeah.....you could say i'm an international music listener. The song is called "Pretty Mary K" and although the album sucks donkeyballs, this one packs a mean punch with completely different lyrics and music. I think the sailor prostitute song kinda was looked down upon between whatever huge board members signed Elliott. Did you know this kid can play Rachmaninoff!!! Visit YouTube and check it out for yourselves. Here's the lyrics.

Elliott Smith: Pretty Mary K (Japan Import)

pretty mary k
walks along the dock
with some sailor’s pay
shoved down in her sock.
pretty mary k
with some little boy in blue
who can’t stay away from you.
pretty mary k
took him back to town.
i’m down here by the bay
where the water pounds
up against the wall,
cryin’ black and blue—keeps me away from you
pretty words that you whisper,
maybe i misunderstood.
somebody’s not paying attention what they promise and their word isn’t good.
oh mary k,
i can see your face
down there in the waves,
painted and erased.
but I know it’s just the reflection of the moon,
a big fake resembling you.
i’m gonna go down in the water,
fill my mouth up full of sand.
i’ll be waiting, still impatient with my dead imagination while you’re with some other man.
pretty mary k’s
off in somebody’s room.
i’m down here by the bay
with my arm around the moon.
but i’ll be with you soon,
just as soon as I’ve paid.
i’ll walk across the water
with pretty mary k.
walk on the water, pretty mary k.

.......................sigh...........well it's late and I need to get some sleep cause I'm off for attempt NUMBER TWO at the everglades. yeah today was a bust I'll write about it tomorrow after I actually see a MANATEE, A DOLPHIN, A BLOODY ALLIGATOR!!! AND A ENORMOUS TURTLE NAME SUE.

Who could ask for anything else. Maybe a rich man in a poor mans clothes.
Goodnight, sweet dreams kids.

Anferknee