THING A DAY - A Threesome

WOW Thing a Day, it has been quite a while hasn't it? I have to admit I had missed a day or two (or three) in the last month but I had a strong comeback. I decided to post three of my TADs today because well...maybe it'll give me the kick in the ass I need to power through on those days I leave a TAD half finished. Regardless...I chose these three TADs because I noticed that I had begun writing alot about my friends. Every one of the TADs below is about a friend I have...actually one is about someone I've only spoken to once but hey, it was enough to inspire the text. Though they don't all hit the way they played in my head, I think they're not TOO horrible.


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BOLLYWOOD (lifted rhyme scheme from BNL, oops)
I didn't know what to expect
but we talked about bertolt brecht
i thought i was the only one
should've noticed this all before
building up a hindi rapport
dancing the blues has never been so fun

but she'll run off to bollywood, like I know she should
she'll chase her dream out there
i don't know much about sanskrit
but she'll be a big hit
dancing in the end credits somewhere

She poured my drink into a mason jar
said she didn't know what real cups are
it was charming to say the least
she almost slipped on some black ice so
i pulled her left, told her where to go
thought it'd be better if she were not deceased

but she'll run off to bollywood, like she knows she should
and cause she's pretty with long dark hair
I know she'll be a star there
she'll make it real far there
even though her height isn't fair

a goal is just a dream with a deadline
here's hoping I read a headline
in the A1 India Newspaper
I don't know much about the culture or the state of mind
but I'm cheering across the borderline
watching the star dust on my tv

cause she'll make it to bollywood, like she knows she should
with a ticket for first class airfare
though others may scoff
i'll just flip them off
it's not worth dreaming if you don't dare

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GO BUCKEYES (I challenged myself to write a Nickelback parody type song..this is what surfaced)
they'll never tell her she's beautiful
cause that's too tough to admit
and though she makes the grades with each passing day
they'll never award the honors
everyone says they're scared of her
but really they're jealous
the vultures injure her and eat their wounded
seems like everyone just wants to be be her everyday.

she's crawling in the mud looking for the answer
born with gifts she can't ignore, yet everybody hands her
a ticking bomb, a gilded knife, but I'll give her my hand
cause she's the most perfect girl I know.

i hear it through the grapevine
she's on the tip on everybody's lips
she'll never know cause they're don't dare ever tell
they watch her every move
mocking her clothes while making notes
they'll buy them next week
she'll cry in her room looking through her contacts
but everyone just wants to be her everyday

she's crawling in the mud looking for the answer
born with gifts she can't ignore, yet everybody hands her
a ticking bomb, a gilded knife, but I'll give her my hand
cause she's the most perfect girl I know.

They can't tell her about the things she's got
they can't tell her all the things they're not
Her friends back home can't believe the world out there can be so mean
Though she smiles through her tears
reassures them she's got no fears
She'll work harder than she ever has before.

she's crawling in the mud looking for the answer
born with gifts she can't ignore, yet everybody hands her
a ticking bomb, a gilded knife, but I'll give her my hand
cause she's the most perfect girl I know.

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COOLEST GUY IN TOWN (Maniacal Raffi)
Holy shit, he's the coolest guy in town.
Got his key-ring in tow, he's ready to go,
cause he's the bee's knees, when it comes to the 9 to 5.

He's chatting up the ladies talking about his punk rock band
Gonna get a new piercing, says its going just like he planned
holy shit...he's the coolest guy in town.

Drinking Red Bull, he says it gives him the edge
When we go putt-putting, he brings his pitching wedge
cause he's the cat's meow, at least they told him in the 80's

getting fast food every night for his buddies at the car park
When you buying dollar menu you know you're hitting the mark
holy shit, he's the coolest guy in town

And he won't you invite you places, it's good because you'll never want to go
Just let him live his biggest dream, he'll never ever know
But you do, he's the coolest guy in town.

Yeah yeah yeah, he's got his 87' metro chromed out, all 4 wheels
He doesn't buy the latest fads, he goes for dumpster deals
Righteous! He's the coolest guy you know.

He's making every beer run for all the singles under twenty
He says he's got a million friends but he hasn't got that many
You know him too, he's the coolest guy in town.

Thing A Day - Your Algorithm

Alright, well, I STARTED writing this awhile ago. It eventually got to the point where I hit a wall with it and just decided to let sleeping dogs lie. I began writing this for a short song cycle I had in mind titled "Legends of the Underdog" and this fit in nicely with a character I had in mind. Though it really isn't finished I don't totally hate what I wrote, in fact I think it's not half bad.

It just isn't finished. I'm posting it anyway because maybe if I throw it out there for a while then I can come back to it later. Who knows?

Your Algorithm - by Aaron J. Amendola

there's no formula stated
or a pattern devised,
that can add my thoughts together when I look into her eyes
she's my math lab partner.
the product of a perfect pairing,
and my nose always starts to bleed
when its her book that we're sharing.

i tend to sweat.
alot.
even when the weather isn't
all
that
hot
but

i'll write an algorithm for her
and an algorithm for me,
maybe an algorithm for us?
to sum it up, we'll be together.
a simple method for love
a chance i've only dream of.
a word problem i cannot solve,
its our algorithm for love.

i won't accept subtraction
from the equation at hand.
get me to the blackboard
so i can make my stand.
when she's thinking versace,
i'm studying fibonacci
but i'd treat her like a queen
or a well kept tamagotchi.

she's the apple of my eye
the perfect answer for x equals pie

i'll write an algorithm for her
and an algorithm for me,
maybe an algorithm for us
to sum it up we'll be together
a simple method for love
a chance i've only dreamed of
don't slam the textbook shut on us
write down our algorithm for love

my factoral'd excitement
can't be divided.
these newfound angles
would be subsided.
i'm clickin' in my pen
for the day when
i gather the words
and form a phrase
to group us together
for the rest of our days.

i'll write an algorithm for you
no, an algorithm for us
i'll sum it up: we'll be together.
a simple method for love
a chance i've only dreamed of
a word problem i'll solve someday
an algorithm for love.

THING A DAY - I'm Gonna Be O.K. (LAN'ded)

--- this was written for Christian in LAN'ded. I've been toying with the idea of doing a flashback of Christian back in New Hampshire. Packing up today I was able to throw this together whilst getting my luggage together. It plays like Mark-Cohen-does-"Lost-In-The-Wilderness" in my head. When I get together with Derek to go over music we'll see what happens. Anyway, here you go: A New TAD.

CHRISTIAN:
Walking through this empty dorm nothing seems to stick.
The past 4 years gone down in flames, the smell still makes me sick.
I don't know these people, what they're about. Who are they?
They laugh me off without a care cause I don't know what to say...

I've made it this far.

So I've gotta get out.
I've gotta fly.
Away from these fratboys or else I may die.
Gotta disconnect and re-apply myself to a place where I know.
I'm picking up, I'm letting go.
Just like Link, a sword and a bow.
I could fail, but I gotta try.
It's no use living a lie.

Way out there where the wild things are,
where you wish on a star,
somewhere far, far away.
I'm going out there far across the beyond
to the only place where I go to say
"I'm gonna be O.K."
I'm gonna be O.K.
I think I might be O.K...

MY LIFE EVERYDAY - 8/25/09

--- this was written as a sort of testimonial for christian, one of the lead characters in LAN'ded. i went into it feeling a very david yazbek vibe. for a first draft, i'm pretty happy with it. after putting some music to the words, i think it has a bit too much "twang" to it but hey, that's what second drafts are for. anyway, enjoy. :)

"MY LIFE EVERYDAY"
Christian
A SECTION
Any distance can be a journey
if you're not accustomed to the trail,
and I'd waltz right down that hallway
if I was sure I wouldn't fail.

So I'll stay inside and press continue
Just the same as yesterday.
Don't look at me with your pity
This is my life everyday.

I wake up and check my mail here
Look, everyone's my friend
And with all the work I've piled up
I'm afraid there's no room for pretend

And while I'd love to get fired up in a musical soiree
I'm more content with my comics
This is my life everyday.

B SECTION
Don't think that I'm sullen,
don't think that I'm sad.
This way of life isn't just passing through
and I don't see it as a fad.

A SECTION
50 feet can seem like miles
if inside is all you know.
It doesn't bother me cause
I don't think that I have to grow.

So I'll chill inside with a red bull and all my superfriends.
Even if I have thoughts of breaking away,
this is my life everyday.
This is my life everyday.
This is my life everyday.