When not angsting over my job situation (AIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEEEEEEE!), I’ve been listening to music and exploring the burgeoning Supernatural fandom. Specifically, I’ve been playing the Brock Mumford song “Sign Me Up” (requires Real Audio) and wishing I had the wherewithal to make a vid:
The succotash is bubblin’ And the tide is risin’ fast Got a fat and lazy junebug on the line Still nothin’ feels like livin’ Let’s go visiting the past We’ll go crawling through the wreckage Won’t that be sublime? (Gonna have ourselves a time)
The flapjacks are a flappin’ To the daisy’s dreary din The butterflies are buzzing in the breeze But time is runnin’ out And the tide is rollin’ in All nature’s fair and square in four Our love’s in crooked threes (Now you’ve got me on my knees)
So, sign me up If you’re offering another dance Sign me up I’m a little broken down I’m blind enough To waltz out upon that killing floor Oh that’s the ache I adore So sign me up
Swaddle me in sackcloth Fill my head with stones Buckshot for my eyeballs Scatter prairies with my bones Swell my heart with lava Sink it sickened in the harbor Tell my mother and my father That she left me all alone
Gut me like a porgy Stick me like a pig Pluck my limbs like petals Bundle them like twigs Bleed me like an ulcer Call the kittens to their saucer Make the mangy dogs an offer Might they even give a fig?
Then sign me up If you’re offering a broken dance Sign me up Please don’t let the music end Cause I’m blind enough To step out upon love’s killing floor Oh it’s the ache that I adore So sign me up Yes that’s the ache I adore So sign me up