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Very Loud 

- Shout Out Louds

I found out about this song, when I was high, and desperately needed the sound track to my favorite high movie-watching film, Nick and Norah’s Infinite Playlist (don’t even pretend like you don’t have your go to stoner flick). Ok, so Nick and Norah may not be the typical, actually it’s not typical at all, of the  “late-night comedy” genre, but, hey, I’m not exactly the most typical human to walk the face of the earth, either: My hair was pink, then blue, then lighter blue-ish purple, than undeniably solid purple, all within a week. Anyways, I’m pretty sure, I cried the first time I heard this song from start to finish. I don’t like to cry, so no, this is not a normal, girl thing of me to do. Why then, would some, far from complex, let alone original song do such a thing, especially to me, of all people? The lyrics. It’s always the lyrics. I fucking hate poetry, so music and lyricism is about as far as I go, poetically speaking. My brain just can’t go that metaphoric to appreciate all those oddly composed, and boringly concise pieces of writing Dickinson and Plath are celebrated for mastering (I do applaud there ability to warrant recognition in so many, however…to each their own).  So, yah, this song has some great lyrics, it’s one of the greatest love songs, in my world, at least, ever. I guess tears, at this point, came, when I realized, that the guy I end up with forever, will have to express these same feelings, this song expresses. Love isn’t just a word, it’s a feeling, it’s I’d imagine close to what nirvana is supposed to be, but infinite. People don’t respect the gravity of the word. Over time, Love and its meaning has been tarnished, cheapened, and lightened. It’s upsetting. It’s possible, however, to find in another those feelings: the real ones. People settle now, because society allows it, out of desperation. Every once in a while, however, you see it: it’s a look, you can always tell, when a couple is really in love with each other, be it in their 20’s or 80’s:  it’s all in the way they look at each other, like they just met or something, it’s instantaneous, and well, it ’s beautiful.  I think this song articulates this “look” very well. So, typical, cliché, unoriginal, whatever you think this song is, I think its genius: There was Keats with Bright Star, and then there was Shout Out Louds, with Very Loud. Listen, decide, but do not settle.

Naive and idealistic,

- Madi  

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“I wanna build, buildings high for you…

But the costs
Like other costs
I can’t afford you
I always take the wrong way
This is why this love can stay
And I want to change
Change the way we always have
And to make different plans
And try not to make this sad
But I always screw it up some way
This is why this love can stay

Little by little
You’re gonna hear me cry
Hear me cry why?

I wanna smell
Smell the way you do
And wear the clothes
The clothes your friends do
But I always choose another way
This is why this love can stay

Little by little
You’re gonna hear me cry
Hear me cry why?
Well I know that it started somewhere
But I really like it now
Yeah I really like it now
Like it now
Yeah I really like it now

But I’ve got a plan
A plan to get us out of here
If we only can use your money
Then we can definitley get out of here
I always screw it up someway
This is why this beautiful love can stay

Little by little
You’re gonna hear me cry
Hear me cry why?
I know that it started somewhere
And I really like it now
Yeah I really like it now
(Like it now)
And when we started, we started from there
And you were very loud
And you were very loud
I really like that
Yeah I really like that
I really like that…”


Source: SoundCloud / Flabbn

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Hi. My name is Madi.

This is my little contribution to music…no, no, no: this is my contribution to the world: this is a small window (or large, depending, I guess, on how you choose to look at it…) into the bands, shows, and adventures, one girl (aka me, Madi), has, will, and lives to encounter, for, I hope, forever, and ever, and well, ever. This is what I want to be remembered for. This insatiable thirst to write, I hope will lead me on the greatest road to self-discovery: mixing in, appropriately one paramount element, and by this, the fact that I, along with a large majority of the human population, like music, a lot. I, honestly, like it all. I, even, like my routine doses of Portuguese rap, Oh MY GOSH country music, and I even dabble in polka. I think the fact that someone out there likes whatever, the sound/band/genre in question may be, makes it worthy of everyone’s respect, at the least. My mind is open: my tastes are expansive.

I do, however, have a particular special kind of nostalgic, LOVE for the heroes and heroines of punk, rockabilly, ska, and their various offspring, in the whole genre gene pool, within the music industry. Aside from those fine sects of the industry, I was recently told, and am consequently proud to admit that I’m a sucker for “dad rock”. Yes, “Dad rock”, is I guess, a thing, and it made me laugh, and I’m kind of giggling at the term, and my association to it, as I write this. It’s the truth though. It was the beginning to the end for me. The Stones, The Doors, Crosby, Stills and Nash, Dylan, Janis Joplin (I could go on forever), were the sounds that hooked me. I stand by them, proudly now, infinitely. Deborah Harry will always be one of the timeless figures, within the industry, along with Marianne Faithful, that I’ll always, aspire, somewhat, to live life, freely, but gracefully, amidst the bad, even, just like they did. So, yes, be it punk rock, dad rock, garage rock, and/or surf rock…etc, I like it all, old, and of course new.

From my California roots, to my current, Boston dwellings, you, I hope, whoever you are out there reading this, if anyone at all, will find local, and not-so local, old, and not-so old group’s and the first-hand accounts via yours truly of the experiences that come with these groups, here, on this page. So, I invite you; yes you, to join me on my adventures, with but one stipulation, which is, of course, the growth of a mustache (and/or facial hair of any kind), or the development…of a similar, kind of love for the mentioned, to my own. For, there are two things I will always love, and these two things will always make this life worth living, personally: le mustache, and le music. Welcome to The Musicstache, and in the words of the late and great Stevie Ray Vaughn, “If the house is a rockin’, don’t bother knockin’…come on in”.

Your favorite pink-haired and petit lover of all things releasing sound waves into our atmosphere: music,
~Madi

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