We are finally back around to post! Rahee and I pushed our way through finals (THANK GOD). Look below for a visual of my personal struggles with finals.
Point is, I probably would not have survived finals if it wasn't for some music therapy. So, here is a band that got me through the weeks--The Middle East!
The Middle East first piqued my interest after watching the movie Crazy, Stupid, Love. As expected from anyone who knows me, I cannot handle the ridiculousness of this movie (in a good way); plus, not to be a huge fan-girl or anything, but Ryan Gosling? Seriously?? The perfect specimen. These factors, among others, guarantees Crazy, Stupid, Love as one of my top 5 movies.
But I digress.
Hailing from Australia beginning 2009, The Middle East's first album immediately garnered attention with their personal, ruminating lyrics, folksy melodies, and soulful vocals. Despite this attention, The Middle East struggled to find their identity, even claiming in an interview from The Line of Best Fit that their music was not up to their standards regarding their uniqueness. In various interviews, this band elaborates on their dissatisfaction with their music--they feel like they are unable to perfect their music. In the end, these beliefs have resulted in the band breaking up. Obviously, I am totally in love with them--to be melodramatic, their music was the company of collective misery during finals. This may be a stretch, but bear with me (aka: I literally have no idea what I am talking about I haven't found the right words to articulate my feelings on this well enough...so I guess this will have to do for now) : sometimes I feel like I work better with negative reinforcement, which is why I think I convinced myself that The Middle East's songs spurred me to power through my finals, along with conquering myself--they evoke a sense of melancholic nostalgia that I really took to strive to perfect myself, as the band has done with their music, and try and conquer my future. Their "failure" was my failure--and though the band took no as an answer, I wouldn't do the same. So, The Middle East inspired me to reach for the stars and to be the best I can be. Am I making sense? Was this too much? Is this too personal?
Anyways, yeah. That is my finals story, music edition. Sneak peek into Lori's mind.
Now on to the music!
"Blood"
Wow. Just, wow. Such a powerful song. I don't even know what to say about this. No matter how much I try to analyze this, the only thing I can ultimately do is just experience all the feels. And let me tell you, so many feels; too many feels. Honestly, at this point, I don't even WANT to know what the song is about. I feel like it will just transform fluidly into what I need it to be. That is what makes it so beautiful to me. The power it holds over me. I can't explain it. I don't ever want to explain it.
Listen to it. Feel it. Enjoy it. Love it. Hate it. Whatever, whenever. Just let it move you.
"The Darkest Side"
I suppose this song is lyrically the most in touch with my finals' feelings. I felt so...dead, so done...but also, so, so alive. I couldn't explain it, though it perhaps returns to my "negative reinforcement" hypothesis. Basically, the worse I feel, the more I feel. The worse I feel, the more I strive to overcome myself.
Meh. Actually not sure what I am talking about anymore...oh well. Just listen to song! Stop reading my crazy-babble.
Disclaimer: I didn't actually watch the videos entirely... I hope they are good!
As promised, a finals haiku:
(I'm really scurred of putting profanities on here...eek!)
Anyways, yay for being DONE with my last fall finals of my college career!!
EXUBERATION!
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