Yielly's Alphabet is a blog based on the alphabet. Each month a letter will be chosen at random and our posts will be based on that letter. Suggestions for future letters or posts as well as questions are welcome, just drop us note.
Some of my favourite memories include driving with my dad down the Saskatchewan back roads, with a bag of Spitz between us and John Mellencamp blaring from the stereos. Literally blaring. And my dad singing, which doesn't really happen that often. Out of any of the songs that we listened to, Jack & Diane was the one that we hit repeat on the most often. Well, that and Little Pink Houses.
Today was our day off for Family Day, and my roommate and I have been bumming around all day, sleeping in, watching TV, and I made English Toffee Bars. I've also been searching for hostels in Ottawa for next week. I think I've found one, and am hoping to book a spot as soon as I find out whether or not my friend is coming with. Definitely excited for this trip, and hoping it'll end up alright, with pieces falling into place. :)
This is a post about a week in the making, shame on me. School's been keeping me running a lot more this past week (might have to do with me slacking off a bit last week...oops!). But! This week is almost done, I've caught up on (the majority of) my work, and I figured I could spare a few minutes putting a post together.
Last Saturday I went with my roommates to Ottawa for the day. Every winter (so I've been told/read), they have a whole list of events and fun things planned. So, my roommates and I went and ventured and walked (a lot!), and, generally, just had fun.
The sculptures we went to go see.
Out listening to DJ Vito.
My roommates as we wandered around the city, trying on dollar store crowns. :)
It was a lot of fun, and I'm definitely glad we went. Now, time to get on to organizing all those pictures! Hope you all have a wonderful weekend. :)
Randomly heard about Dala through my friend Topher, quite randomly, actually. But, because the two of us (and by that I mean: he) are is always talking music, it never really registered and got tossed to the back of my mind.
That is until oh, a month ago, and I was scrolling through Indie_Exchange and saw that someone had uploaded all of their albums for my listening pleasure. Of course, as soon as I saw that they were a.) Canadian and b.) from Toronto, I was all over that like peanut butter on jelly. And since then, it's been a lovely relationship of me hitting repeat on a good portion of their songs. However, none of them as many as this one:
"Why?" some of you may be asking. Well, for one: the harmony is absolutely stunning on this song. The first time I heard it, I just sat back and gaped. (Which is kind of a big deal for me, to be honest. I'm not a huge gaper. Not a really attractive look for me.) And then I hit the repeat button. Again. And again. And again. Then I realized why: because, not only was it beautiful, but the story behind it was something that I could (partially) relate to. At least the beginning part:
"He's got life/that comes and goes/calls me up when he's down/what he'll be no one knows."
It reminds me so much (wow, not even funny how much) of one of my best friends, Travis. A guy with so much potential it almost literally blows my mind away, but, he's a little slow in realizing how much he could do, if only he tried.
"She might love/but she'll never meet/try to catch her in the eye/but she's staring at her feet."
And then that line, that line, I think, describes me. Very well, or at least, very closely.
I think that's what most of our favourite songs have: small bits that remind us of ourselves, or the people that are important to us, and that's what keeps us going back and re: listening: the human element within each of those favourite songs of ours.
