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10. Who You Talkin' To?
Heartache turns to suspicion. And then the strings come in.
JAY: "I was trying to make it sound like "There’s a Light that Never Goes Out" by the Smiths, that sort of feel, that sort of tempo, with the strings… I came up with the verses, Chris came up with a little bit toward the end of each verse, and he made up the bridge, and we just sort of stuck them together."
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Excuse me umm... whats a janxx??!!
Sorry, I am just really blunt. *very slow in understandin' );
wahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh
*double frown )):*
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| Seems as though all the comments we're getting here are female. So allow me to stand up for the guys. Excellent song, good melody. Go Bills. |
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| I'm really enjoying this song more and more. How different it is from the Sloan of every album before this one. Nice variety. But that doesn't mean you guys should give up the rockers. |
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| Sorry for the input I replied but, it just pops out of my mind in quick flashes. I suppose this is a Sloany chat for sloan talks. My madness should be emailed to some health issue association that can lay onto these sorts of problems. Sorry for that kind of talk.. bye byee....
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| Smokin' weed? icky! da word smokin' really starts to make me cough!
Everybody in my class except some other dude and myself don't. Makin' that 2/19 people. Besides, that only ends up to some sort of health risk. Like my dad has Ulcers by smokin' which can lead to death );. Mainly reason he stopped for me 'cause, second hand smoke is even have a worse effect on you than a original smoker. Which I think is unfair to those who don't. Second of all, I got bronchitis in which breathin' in that kind of smoke is a hazard to me. Grrrrr... I just wish this kins of stuff and other things bad in health would be banned! Grrr@Government!. Government just doesn't care 'cause makin' too much cash by it and knowin' its additive. Beein' not additive. enough for others, they start addin' more chemicals to it... makes me so.. mad!! I love to face the government that is keepin' this in biz and shove his chemical stuff in his face !!! It's just runin' people's lives!
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| BTW, I of course have no evidence to back up my claim that Andrew's songs were written while smokin' the weed - they just sound like the product of some serious doob-age. ;O) Having said that, I give Andrew full props for "500 Up", "People of the Sky", "The NS" & even "Sinking Ships."
In the end, the lesson of the day may be "to each his/her own." One person's "clunker" is another person's classic... |
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| Umm.. hmm.. ahh..yea? Only I can say is "rock on baby! kick a single Jay!" :)))
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| Yes, this song is a keeper - but in my opinion, Jay has always been more consistent about writing well-crafted songs than either Pat or Andrew. He doesn't get the singles, but Jay writes really strong album tracks. Now if you want to talk "awkward" & "clunky", there are no greater clunkers than the Andrew songs. God bless 'em, he's a cool guy & knows how to play them drums, but almost every song Andrew writes has me cringing & sprinting for the skip button -- it's like "yeah bro', I just smoked a really big doobie & came up with this brilliant tune called '400 Metres'. It's all about, uh, like running & shit...". ahem...cough...cough...;-) |
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| sometimes, jay produces the clunkiest awkwardest, least well-thought out stuff. sometimes he writes truely beautiful music. luckily, this is one of those scenario#2 moments (maybe chris' prensence helped, a la "the lines you amend"). this song is sinuous, sensuous, smooth, and smart. i kiss it. |
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dearest chiquitabanana,
i don't give a rat's ass what the sloan boys would think of me slagging a fellow fan. i just happen to think that she should grow up. and perhaps invest in a dictionary. how can any english speaking 17 year old not know how to spell the word 'being'?
by the way, a longtime sloan fan uses this 'moronic "nom de plume?"'. my name comes from something that one mr. chris murphy said, so if you have a problem with my name, tell him about it. thanks so much. |
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| Someone previously labelled this song a Disco tune (this being a negative to them) and while I believe that there is a certain Disco-ish swagger to the rhythm (not to mention the sampled strings) I think at its core the rock n roll heart is still beating in this baby. I gotta admit that the references to "cruising" past "harbour lights" while the strings swell up in dramatic flourish pull up somewhat frightening disco deja-vu, but I'm willing to look past this minor blip. As a whole the song is solid and Murphy's contribution adds a lot to the dynamic of the tune. This "Disco" influence (if indeed it is an influence)is not a new occurence in the Sloan sonic landscape as "Between the Bridges" gave us "Don't You Believe a Word", which comes complete with a funky discofied guitar-line and a very groovable rhythm. Personally I'd get a big kick outta seeing the 4 white boys throw a little more funky grooves into their sound. Howzabout a new hybrid of funky powerpop? Could be the next big thing to all the kiddies. |
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Dearest "hotdogskier",
I don't believe the Sloan boys would be all that impressed with your assaults on a fellow fan. Why don't you just loosen up and NOT READ the goddamn comments you so despise as clearly they are beneath you? It's clear Ms.McMaster is simply a devoted fan expressing her love for Jay and the boys in her own unique idiosyncratic way. Live and let live, buddy! By the way, what kind of Sloan fan would utilise such a moronic "nom de plume?" "Hotdogskier" indeed! |
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| Is this name-calling really necessary? If you don't like what someone has to say, why don't you just disregard their postings? It seems gratuitously nasty to slam someone simply because they don't express themselves in a way that you "approve" of... |
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| i want you to stop speaking, because you are a moron. could you please tell us a little more about how you're not allowed to do anything, and how you do everything your father tells you to? can you learn to think for yourself? and would you mind telling me what exactly a 'spirt' is? ah well, "it's not the band i hate, it's their fans"... my sentiments exactly. |
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Hotdog, that ain't my name. And, I why do I have to stop talking? Don't you mean stop typing? :))
Well, I say I don't have to, I could hmm.. type all day well, I would get pretty sore by that but, whats your reason to get me to stop typing? :)) Is it 'cause I express my true thoughts and feelings for Jay which is partically normal for a girl my age, which is seventeen. I think you shouldn't talk like that to me when Jay is looking at all of this, he would boot your buttlocks off! hehehe just kiddin', I would do the honour instead of Jay doing that, *Laughs! I love beeing silly alot of times. Hotdog be in the Sloany spirt chum bring that thinking light bulb out of your head and brighten your spirt :)))
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| mary katherine gallagher, please stop talking. |
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| The Wedge? whats that?. Was it some kind of production of some sort on MuchMusic? If it was.. ): I ain't aloud to watch that kind of stuff.. Every thing I hear that Jay is on, I miss or I ain't aloud to see it. I doubt it now of meeting him in person, my believing of it happening is lossing hope. If they do come to Halifax I still couldn't go there. Shortage of money, no one to go with, gas money to drive Antigonish to there, couldn't get the ticket and afford them..OhHH.. something I really want to come true won't let it come true for me ):. I'm drowning in sadness....someone help me...
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| Jay may also be the world's greatest rock'n'roll figure skater! Did anyone else catch him hosting The Wedge last Friday? He was adorable - all fidgety on the merry-go-round, all suave with the kiddies on the ice rink, and then chowing down on hot cocoa & cookies... Plus he played the Smiths & Jesus & Mary Chain! Jay rules! Hurray for Jay! |
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| Listening to this song, it becomes apparent that Jay is clearly the world's greatest lover. I'm seriously afraid he's going to steal mine. |
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| JAY IS MY PUPPY WUPPY!!!!!!!! thats my little nick for him, HIS MY PUPPY WUPPY, woof woof! Strange how it is that my dad when he was little, actually said puppy wuppy too! cool oh what?! hehehe. Puppy wuppy where did my puppy wuppy go? woof woof as jay barks behind the sofa.. *LAUGHS!! okay, I am a bit silly :)) bedy time for me now, nighty all :))) *Don't be scared, no need for bewares, his the puppy wuppy with his little guitar. Blasting away with song after song. His wagging tail kicks the beat into groove as the day passes on. There he goes.. singing a woof woof song as he goes to the rest to express his very best.. his voice crowds the towns with happy faces and animals dancing... his the puppy wuppy you can't get any better than that.. :)) okay now I am going to bed.. byeee *laughs..
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| OoH Powerpuff Girl.. you are really getting me into wanting to meet him in person! You can call me Kathleen, Mary is my first name, I go by Kathleen :)). Eventhough I like the name Mary better. :)) hehe, anyways, have you met Sloan in concert? person? If you had, it must've been a beautiful, breath taking experience. Especially if it was Jay alone.. I would just.. well.. I don't know what I would do if I met him. I suppose I would just makes a long term stares and run away.. laughs* no, I probably be a bit shy, as I am and make my complete attention only on him. I would ask for a autograph if I had something with me, of course. If not, I would ask totaly shyly for a teddy bear *HUG* and maybe just chat for awhile.. no wait.. I wouldn't know what to say, I just go blank like a sheet of paper. Oh I just have to wait if the time comes for me. When it does, it would be the best dream come true. My wish I hope for is to meet him.. just to meet him... to look in those eyes... I want something like this to come true for me! nothing is good happening to me.. I want this to come TRUE :))
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| Yes, in ye olde days I was all about Andrew & Patrick. Now I'm a Chris & Jay girl. Not only are they the coolest, they're also the most consistent songwriters (nothing against Andrew & Pat though)... |
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| Jay writes the songs that make grown men weep & make women want to take him home & feed him hot chocolate & marshmallows. ;-) All hail the foxy genius known as Jay "Cute & Cuddly" Ferguson! |
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| You can't go wrong with "There's A Light That Never Goes Out" as your inspiration. This song is Jay doing what he does best, those bittersweet songs that make you sad & strangely happy at the same time...
P.S. Yes, Mary Kathleen, Jay is all sweetness & light. I won't take up space w/ my tale of my "Jay encounter", but he's all you imagine him to be (I think)- he's one of those rare examples of a "rock star" that doesn't disappoint you when you meet them. |
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HeyOoOOoooOooOOOoOOoOoooOOoooOoOooOooOoOOOoooOOoOooOoOOOoo Pop Tart. :)))
I love the song "Pretty Voice" too.
Yes, Jay has a sweet voice. :))
And he has a sweet smile too. every picture I see on the internet of him he is usually smiling. :))Hey! why wouldn't you if you got such charming pair of kissable lips that are so nice & broad. :)) Besides that, he is a happy lad.. I adore guys who are allways laughing and beeing such a nice guy! Whenever the time comes of meeting Jay in person it would be like the first rainbow to cross the entire Atlantic ocean to hit my place with a pot of gold at the end of it .:)). The beam of the sun to only surround the mid section of where I am standing or at when I meet Jay at that direct spot. Feel like me and him are the only ones on this planet, to separate itself from all planets from beyond and travel to the unknown. Inhale the goodness of the world and too, exhale the badness of it.. Slowly, the one blink of any eye would make a difference..
*laughs, Okay I am rambling romance stuff again, sorry folks..
I can't help my oval emotions lord!:))
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| I think Jay's songs are instantly recognizable not just because of his sweet voice, but also because of their sound -- less "rockerly" than a Pat song, less meandering than an Andrew song. To me, Chris & Jay have always seemed to have the most similar songwriting styles -- but on this CD in particular, I think the Chris & Jay songs complement each other really well. I like Chris'contributions to this song too.
On an unrelated note, I'd just like to say that I finally replaced my tape version of the "Peppermint EP" & bought the CD - I felt happy making my little contribution to the Sloan/Murderrecords coffers! ;-) Love the green disc & the sparkly silver stars! Love Jay's "Pretty Voice" even more! |
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Laughs!. Yea, it would be pretty neat-O if this was my web page to run for. :))
I love colour... lots & lots of colour ! just like the lucky charm cereal.. hehe :))
Umm.. the comment about Jay sounding like a girl well he has a cute, adoreable! little voice. It's very unique compared to other voices you hear singing now in days. :)) The voice I go by, not the music when Jay is singing :))
*This is all my little opinion's, mine mine mine! :)) *laughs!
ignore me, I am pretty silly now in days.. :))
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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Ladies and Gentlemen...Welcome to the Mary Kathleen MacMaster Homepage!!!
Jokes, my friends, jokes.
"Who You Talkin' To?" is absolutely one of the best tracks on this damn fine album. My wife Carrie thinks Jay sounds like a girl, so she can always tell when he's the singer, but she can never tell the others apart. Hell, even I was fooled this time--I thought "Life of a Working Girl" was Patrick singing, but I guess it's actually Chris.
Anyway, my original point was that this is one of the best Sloan tunes. |
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| Ryan, how did I allmost ruin the song for you.? I try to get people to love Sloan more, not get them to hate them. )_: I am sorry for what ever I done... Please email me at macmasma@hotmail.com and tell me.
-Mary Kathleen MacMaster |
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| Kathleen Mac Master almost ruined this song for me, but it's just so damn good I can't help but love it. Jay-will you do a duet with the guy from Beachwood Sparks? My friend and I were talking one day about the certain types of harmonies rock groups use and how they should be classified. There's Lennon/McCartney harmony, Beach Boy harmony, Queen harmony, Richards/Jagger harmony, N'Sync harmony(that's any and all harmony that sucks!!!) and Sloan harmony. Everything falls into one of those categories. sadly most fall into N'Sync. I love Sloan harmony. |
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| Had I heard this song when I was 16 I would have thought it bites. Now more musically mature I can appreciately its brilliance. It's so '79. It reminds me of what Sweet were doing at that time, but also the base line makes me think of The Alan Parsons Project. |
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As the album continues to grow on me, I'm thinking it might be their best work yet, out of so much incredible stuff. And this song is definitely one of my favorites.
B |
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| Jay! He just never stops with the crisp hip mellow sweet sounds! I honestly can't get enough...everyone here just seems to be killing this song with their critiques. You can't honestly listen to this song and not feel good. You're killing music with your thoughts just let it go. What's a cliché anyways? Cliché is cliché in my opinion... |
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| Seems like the lyrics are in sort of cruise control, doesn't it? Phrases like "say it won't work out right" are a little too omnipresent in rock and roll, sort of reminds me of Oasis and their constant use of "maybe" and "know" and other jargon. Still, it's a good track, although Chris' part, unlike "The Lines You Amend," is by far the weakest. |
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again, Jay! I luv your songs! They make me feel better, I don't know why. but my whole life is turning out to be a lot like a sloan song.
take it easy,
sarah/ash
Toronto, Canada |
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| I must admit, In the past Jay's stuff is either hit or miss with me. Once in a while Jay's songs will blow me away (The Lines You Amend -- that was Jay, right? -- was one of my fav's off One Chord to Another). This song is really, really good. I'm digging it more every time I hear it. |
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| This album i really starting 2 grow on me |
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| i was just about to say that... this is supposed to be for song comments, not fantasy stories. but anyway... although i like most of jay's work, i can't say i'm a fan of this song. it's well written, but it's just a bit too "adult contemporary" for me. |
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| what's with all the short novels at the bottom of this page?? i'm one of the biggest sloan fans out there, but COME ON... i think you should find something a little more productive to do with your time, mary katherine gallagher |
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| yaa! realy nice toon! IF YOU LIKE DICO!!! BOOOOOOOOO! were is the rock, for the love of gravey!!!! |
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| Too syrupy for my tastes. |
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Ouch! I wouldn't want to see the whole four Sloan members to get after you.. watch out bro
:)
-Mary Kathleen Mac Master |
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| i think it's a good song but most of the album doesn't have that sloan sound like they're other albums.I like the other albums more then this 1.i guess i just expected it 2 b more of a rocker.Even tho it's not 1 of my favs i would still rather listen 2 it rather then the other shit( other bands) thats out right now |
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| No, )_: I will never give up on what I enjoy to do. I will stop if you want me to, stop writing poems etc.. on here. But, I will keep writing in my bedroom, on my spare time and for pleasure. I am only sixteen turning seventeen and, my thing I can do best won't fade away. I love expressing my love for Jay, I don't feel ashamed and no one shouldn't be. Love comes and goes and love is part of humanity. Let it come into love, don't push it away, embrace it, try to warm it up more and maybe, you will be greatful for it. Greatful a certain love came your way and will stay.. for YOU. |
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| I'm sorry *crys*. I'm just trying to make myself feel a little bit better. I just love writing poems and songs.. I'm truly sorry ):. Maybe I shouldn't bother.. |
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| Kathleen, you silly, salty, slinky little bag of sexual sleaziness!
Come home to your REAL boy-toy, and let loverdoll show you his new, melon-green, glow-in-the-dark vibrating love baton.I
I promise one night with your "GlowJoe", and you'll forget ALLLLLLLL about Sloan! |
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| Lord only knows why some people express their love the way they do, I ball my eyes out, Kathleen get nuts. It isn't her fault, adorable Jay makes us all a little mad! |
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| I do agree- it is an excellent song. Now Kathleen- do u think all of those posts were really necessary? Don't freak jay ouT! |
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| I absolutely love this song (or what I've heard of it). Jay's songs have consistently been favorites of mine. The whole album is really different but still carries a good feel. It's amazing to see that Sloan still continue to press forward stylistically through uncharted territory, always re-inventing themselves, and everytime, through the songs they write and their collaborations with one another, setting new standards for top-quality music. It's an extraordinary feat they have been able to create such innovative and cohesive albums 6 six times in a row. I'm just wondering if this album will be so good that they can't top it next time around. Well, if history is any indication, of course they will. |
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| Whispering winds scream your name at night and I cannot help but feel lost. Your bright eyes shine like stars since burned out. There's nothing else around you other than me, because there's a whole lot of me since I eat ho-hos like they're the cure for cancer. But I am your cancer, twice removed from you. You are mine, and i am yours. Come to me, I promise I won't still be a weirdo once you do. The world will be perfect. MLS |
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My love is never shown. Allways sealed in a jar. Wanting to open it to my love to him or at him but, I never get the chance to even feel him so, how could I recieve love back without showing love.?
Love to me is like in a jigsaw puzzle. Hard to follow,hard to figure out. The lid of love didn't open yet and, I never think it will. Shape of hearts in all sizes and patterns. Showing you the true feelings of someone. The bigger it is the more you expressed it, the more you want it. Wanting it can be hard to get but expressing it can be hard to follow to. All the directions you lead to end up to a dead end road, a road that never takes you to where you want to go.
Happines is the way to courage, courage that leads to a freeway highway, lots to go to and someone to take a pick up for. "I want you cause I need you" No, "I want you cause I love you". L-O-V-E may be a easy word to say or a short form word but, it isn't easy when you get into the real meaning of it.
Your heart is fading to a light rose red, not letting out your love enough. Your heart is a nice bright red, your expressing what you want to say. My heart is drowning deep down untill it caves it's self over by the loniness and hiden feelings i've been keeping in me so long in that never touched closet. I want compaionship or steady love, I want to be touched, I want to be kissed, I want all of this from the one and only Jay Ferguson! If you hear me, please understand me. I can't get enough of your smile and the friendliness I hear about you. I want to see you, the chance I can get, the chance to get to know you. Make me a happy girl, instead I am now. My life will turn into a new and happy life just the sight of you. Make me who I really am.. " I want to see you because I love you " I scream in my dreams every night to get the hold of you but, I losse you. I once want a wish to come true for me, the only wish I need to turn my whole life now to happiness...
Come to me !! Jay, please I am lossing myslef, I ain't me no more, I need to see you only to spruce it up forever.But I don't like pressuring you but, please for me.
P.s I live in Antigonish Harbour. Come here for me, soon.
-Mary Kathleen Mac Master |
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Standing up high to each word you had said. But feel you had hidden yourself in the closet as the warmth pressure of a man's hands folds onto yours. You feel very tensed up. His body slowly relaxes onto yours. The pressure was making her feel highly desireable for him by every moment, every touch you were given. The shallow blue of his eyes had glared deeply into yours but dare not give him no contact. Smoothly, he casually settles the palm of his hand below your chin to slowly lift it up. You had to level your eyes to his but, it made you easily uncomfortable. He forms a warm and wide smile that makes her weak in the limbs, unable to speak. She felt her entire body was about to claspe into his arms but he steadily embraces his arms all along her waist with soft pressure of his chest onto hers. She became to shiver from his touch, wasn't warm to her, she wanted to be released from it all.. everything.
It all was to overwhelming. Slowly she backed away from him. It felt like the world was dieing by each minute. The body was fading into no where, it was happening all too quick. Her body was standing in a still motive way. Her mind became blank as the dark was laying in. Taking each step on the sidewalk as the street lights shone on her blue dress and the clicking of her high heels shoes knocked out the silence. Blue was the mood she was she was in, but why? she asked to herself. She thought it be a bright yellow that showed what she was really feeling. Deeply it was that dark blue that no one had no attendence to occupy onto. Her feelings landed her into a alley with oval emotions that had no directions to go to or end for. Laid herself calmly on the dampness of the ground, fully feeling alone. The hours went by in a depressiing way and the sky became more glommy without the stars to brighten up her little spirt. There.. stood a dark figure standing at the front of the creepy alley. It came closer and closer as it stopped a piece away from her. Walked in more and realizing the figure of who It was..,the man that faded from her, from the last touch she had recieved. She shivered as he came closer. But it never lasted long when the warmth of a kiss was relaxing the coldness of her lips. He craddled her side by side still with the soft pressure of his sweet mouth warming her entire body inch by inch. She felt secured, she felt that is all she needed, she needed his taste and his love and the covering body of his. She never shivered ever since the next morning he was gone. The lost of him had just made her shiver constantly... slowly each day.. no kiss, no nothing.
-Mary Kathleen Mac Master
This is my message board here! mine mine mine, hehe, just kiddin' It's mine and Jay's.. laughs* sorry.. I was tempted to say that :)) |
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Standing up high to each word you had said. But feel you had hidden yourself in the closet as the warmth pressure of a man's hands folds onto yours. You feel very tensed up. His body slowly relaxes onto yours. The pressure was making her feel highly desireable for him by every moment, every touch you were given. The shallow blue of his eyes had glared deeply into yours but dare not give him no contact. Smoothly, he casually settles the palm of his hand below your chin to slowly lift it up. You had to level your eyes to his but, it made you easily uncomfortable. He forms a warm and wide smile that makes her weak in the limbs, unable to speak. She felt her entire body was about to claspe into his arms but he steadily embraces his arms all along her waist with soft pressure of his chest onto hers. She became to shiver from his touch, wasn't warm to her, she wanted to be released from it all.. everything.
It all was to overwhelming. Slowly she backed away from him. It felt like the world was dieing by each minute. The body was fading into no where, it was happening all too quick. Her body was standing in a still motive way. Her mind became blank as the dark was laying in. Taking each step on the sidewalk as the street lights shone on her blue dress and the clicking of her high heels shoes knocked out the silence. Blue was the mood she was she was in, but why? she asked to herself. She thought it be a bright yellow that showed what she was really feeling. Deeply it was that dark blue that no one had no attendence to occupy onto. Her feelings landed her into a alley with oval emotions that had no directions to go to or end for. Laid herself calmly on the dampness of the ground, fully feeling alone. The hours went by in a depressiing way and the sky became more glommy without the stars to brighten up her little spirt. There.. stood a dark figure standing at the front of the creepy alley. It came closer and closer as it stopped a piece away from her. Walked in more and realizing the figure of who It was..,the man that faded from her, from the last touch she had recieved. She shivered as he came closer. But it never lasted long when the warmth of a kiss was relaxing the coldness of her lips. He craddled her side by side still with the soft pressure of his sweet mouth warming her entire body inch by inch. She felt secured, she felt that is all she needed, she needed his taste and his love and the covering body of his. She never shivered ever since the next morning he was gone. The lost of him had just made her shiver constantly... slowly each day.. no kiss, no nothing.
-Mary Kathleen Mac Master
This is my message board here! mine mine mine, hehe, just kiddin' It's mine and Jay's.. laughs* sorry.. I was tempted to say that :)) |
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| The darkness of the skys,the silver light from the moon touching the navy blue of the seas. Upon it all, the little girl laying near the streches of the silky beach enjoying it all. Disturbance has been flown away from her mind. Sweet seas, the bitter coldness smooth her toes, as she shivers. The ripples of the water crashing slowly along the seaboard. Grass waving side by side as if it is waving to you. Brightly the stars hover over you as the world turns, never have the second thought or clue how. Her liquid blue eyes stare all whats around her, realizing that there is only one sweet piece that is missing the puzzle. The soothe tender touch of a kiss that would make all ends hopeless. The melody lingers in her head from the passionate breathless kiss that would turn her heart in all directions. Her heart beating faster and faster as it is still in steady motion. Her own little world is lossing energy, lossing it's strength to let go. Her patiences are unbalanced as it goes along to the end of silence. Silence.. was the only thing left to her. Her little heart was frozen with loneliness and it broke into pieces like glass. Her feelings were empty, she lost it all. That ever lasting kiss she wanted was faded into no where, before her eyes. Was it all a dream? as she asked herself in the darkness. Only she knew that she was giving everything except love. That is the only thing that could clear her mind. But,it sank into the deep blue seas. She was loney.. once again...
-This really reminded me in a dream I had. *Jay was the ever lasting kisser :) |
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| Jay you silly man,I bet you made the whole song yourself ;) Your very clever and you make your songs so fascinating and outstanding;marvellous to listen to. I love it when the songs are so soft in tone and lovely to slow dance to =). You are doing a wonderful job in your work and keep it up you sweet lad. I am dieing to wait to see you in company or in concert sometime, hopefully.Oh yea, and, ravishing photos got going on this site. Opps.. I should go to bed now.. bye sloany fans. |
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