Father's day will fall over the weekend.
I never celebrated or dream to wish my dad before.
The idea to call and wish him sound caustically to me.
It's just made me stifling when i was thinking about this last night.
I'll never get a swat at my back from him
I'll never be so virile for him to be proud of
He'll never be there when i'm in a drab and
He'll never fitful enough to say he proud of me.
But i want him as a dad to feel it. The relish of being appreciated as a dad
which he'll never get from anyone else.
This is my only vestige of appreciation chances to him.
A self-made card will be good i guess.
*****
Now for something else.Let me introduce to another music craves of mine.
This time is for Greg laswell. i've started listen to his song when i captured his tantalizing voice in one of Grey Anatomy episodes.
Had been released 3 studio album ( if i not mistaken) , he came up with an EP in 2009. Compare to the other albums i like the EP cover most. Only consist of 5 songs , i love them all. Try listen to Your Ghost , In spite of me and Killing Moon.
Mostly thrum on a guitar , the smooth and melodramatic kind of voice seem captured my attention to the fullest. As if the song help you recuperating over something.In spite of complicated meaning lyrics, his audacity is shown in the song. If you heart Ingrid Michealson's song , you'll heart him too. trust me. ( never trust me )
I just found out his latest album had been out last month, now i know what to download next.
Whenever listen to this song , I always dreamed as if i was stuck in the snow storm and look up at the sky with the coldness that give me a shudder. Stuck but happy at the balmy weather ( for me ) lol.
P/s : The girl that i hate who been MIA for 3 days had back. Loud and nonsensically cheerful. wtf!
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