i'm not saying you HAVE to be gay to be romantic...i'm just saying it helps.

i was overjoyed to see that the singer/songwriter from savage garden got married in a civil ceremony in london to his longtime boyfriend because it makes such utter sense that someone who wrote such beautiful and passionate and romatic songs was writing and singing to someone of the same sex. yes, like "i want you" which is the most sexual song EVER (try to listen to it and NOT want to have sex, i dare you)and um...i wanna lay with you on a mountain...what is that song called? truly, madly, deeply. just the title is like, uhhhhhhhhh! anyway, yes i have this thing that the best love songs are homosexual at their core. for instance, the entire "pretty hate machine" album was written after trent had ended his relationship with the guy from filter. yes, that's right. and what better pent-up-lust/love songs are there? "i still recall the taste of your tears...echoing your voice, just like the ringing in my ears...my favorite dreams of you still wash ashore, scraping through my head til i don't want to sleep anymore...you always were the one to show me how, back then i couldn't do the things i can do now. this thing is slowly tearing me apart. grey would be the color if i had a heart...you make this all go away. i'm down to just one thing and i'm starting to scare myself..." oh god, the most wonderful of brokenhearted love songs ever. "everywhere i look you're all i see...just a fading fucking reminder of who i used to be..." and of course, more trent is god proof: "just when everything was making sense you just took away all my selfconfidence. now all that i've been hearing must be true...i guess i'm not the only boy for you...that's what i get...why's it come as a surprise to think that i was so naive? maybe it didn't mean that much but it meant everything to me..."

i mean, you might be an avid NIN hater and read these lyrics and be like, "dude, these lyrics certainly suck. and they are certainly not filled with love." but i disagree, as will those who have lain on their floor in the dark listening to these songs on repeat and feeling their life drip out of their heart because of some bullshit highschool romance that befelled them once upon a dream.

anyway, to stop my babbling and incessent trent reznor giddiness, i'll just say that i've found it true that such a forbidden love constitutes better poetry and music because of that romeo + juliet starcrossed love aspect...but really, i think i thought it better in my head and i apologize. i do that sometimes.

also, if you were confused by the cKy post a few back, deron miller, genius leadsinger/guitarist/co-founder/songwriter of the band freaked out the day after we saw them...apparently he has been batteling the alchohol monster, and it kind of caught up with him. my friend ashley was actually at the show in Vermont where he said "fuck cKy" and stormed off the stage (i am so glad we were not.) so anyway, he spent july in rehab trying to kind of fix himself, and now they're on tour. we're hoping that he is okay, and that this mini-rehab session will suffice. but the best pat is that cKy is not over. they haven't broken up as we had one feared. hurray.