Holden, Jersey and Home

I am sick and tired of those people (and I pray that you are not one of them) who use large words and spend years trying to craft (supposedly) masterful sentences so that you, the ordinary human, think that they are intellectuals. Those who produce art that doesn't mean anything, write words that don't mean anything and sit around with other people exactly like them and make subtle jabs at all those other poor schulbs in the room who (they think) aren't as smart as them. I hate the pseudo-intellects of the world (and there are so many). As I think of them I think of Holden Caulfield who hated them too. A character that those people like to quote and whose author they say is a genius, but the words they never seem to take to heart. True Holden was a little bit crazy, but he was right about the phonies. I severely dislike them. But I'll save the bulk of that rant for another post.

Moving on, I just finished watching "Garden State" (a gorgeous film, by the way-- a friend of mine is laughing right now as she reads this statement). The film was particularly lovely especially one scene in which the main character speaks of home. Basically, that once you leave the home you grew up in for a sustained period of time it stops being your home. And you are essentially homeless until you create one of your own to share with your kids.

I've been feeling homeless myself lately. When I left home to go to college, my college and the city in which it resides in became my new home. I lived there for five years. But when I was shoved out of the second city I called home and forced to return to the first place I called home, I was left without any home. Now it just feels like I am aimlessly traveling detached between both places. Which is needless to say kind of depressing.

And how have I chosen to deal with having no home? By listening to the same songs over and over and over again (especially now that I finished watching that new Homicide box set two days ago).

So, since everyone else seems to be doing it and I'm no better than a lemming, here's my homeless, but hopeful list of songs to get me through the days and nights until I find the place I belong and a person to belong with (sorry that bit was so cheesy):

1. Daisy Jane - America
2. Cry on Demand - Ryan Adams
3. You're Everywhere - Polaris
4. St. Patrick’s Day - John Mayer
5. Pay for What You Get - Dave Matthews Band
6. Long May You Run - Neil Young
7. Secret Garden - Bruce Springstein
8. Wonderwall - Ryan Adams
9. Only Love Can Break Your Heart - Neil Young
10. I Do - Edie Brickell and the New Bohemians
11. Reflecting Light - Sam Phillips
12. Question - Old '57s
13. No Poetry - Gary Jules
14. Sweet Thing - Van Morrison
15. Collide - Howie Day
16. High and Dry - Radiohead
17. Songs of Love - Ben Folds
18. Real Love - The Beatles
19. Let Me Down Easy - Chris Isaak
20. I Wish I Knew Now - The Faces
21. Bruised - The Bens
22. On Love, In Sadness - Jason Mraz
23. Wonderwall - Oasis
24. If You Fall - Azure Ray
25. My Coco - Stellastarr*
26. The End of the World - The Cure
27. Everyone - Van Morrison