3.31.2006

This post is dedicated to Ben Franke.

My friend Ben Franke likes music an awful lot. I got to see him rock out on his trumpet tonight, and it was really cool. It was amusing to watch him going nuts with Colby during certain songs, just feeling the groove and the music and being completely animated as usual. I remember glancing over there at one point to see what kind of ridiculous dancing he was doing, and he wasn't -- he was completely submerged in the music. It was cool to see him serenely captivated by the music. I really liked that five seconds.

So, in honor of Ben Franke (and at his not-so-subtle insinuation that he is never mentioned on anniemosity.com), I have decided to post the song that mesmorizes me time after time after time after time.

"anne, you can't hide, you know we'll find you.
it's a matter where pride flies out the window.
i never got the weight off the ground - i just forgot what's up and what's down.
how many get the way i feel now?
there's no regret, there's just the sense that nothing is going my way.
there's so much that happened today.
the gods of the city have called my name; it means more to them than it means to me somehow.
i left my body, i left my fate, but is so hard to keep away now.
nothing is final because it seems all the while, there wasn't anything for me.
i always faked my smile.
there's so many careless angels responsible for me.
they give me disease; they give me a pain in my neck to feed off me, saying pay us the cost and we'll be gone.
they shut my eyes and i can't see now.
these are the times i was scared of.
these are the fates i pushed out of the way.
now they come back here and haunt me.
it's plain to see who the winner and loser will be."
-John Anthony Frusciante

visual // audio


In the comments, you can either talk about the wonder and beauty that you've just discovered via Mr. Frusciante, the songs that put you into a trance, or you can talk about how great Ben Franke is. Your call.

Comments:
Ben Franke is great.
it is safe to say i adore Ben Franke
 
your god damn right.

oh and, what did 50 cent say to his grandma when she made him a sweater?




Gee, you knit!


god im soooo lonely.....
 
hahahahaha.

the african rain making sound things were great. GREAT, great...so were the musicians! OH man. Ben Franke you are a wonder.
 
we spent hours perfecting that song. and making fun of it....
 
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