hi there.
i totally forgot this 'blog' existed, up until 5 minutes ago.
i went and looked back at how i ran it and how much i SUCKED at it.
so, this is a new beginning.
this blog is called "Musical Hope," but i don't feel like just talking about my favorite songs from certain bands/artists is gonna help anyone find their own musical hope. so i want to re-purpose this blog. i originally only wanted to talk about, like i said, my favorite songs, without even explaining why they're all my favorites. but now, i would like to continue with this blog, just with more meaning.
until (or if) i ever get a good audience, i won't have a posting schedule. i'm sure none of you expected that anyways. if there even is any of you.
i'm gonna dive in deep with my demons, my struggles, and my insecurities so the whole internet can see, and maybe learn a thing or two from what i've experience and learned.
but, all of my demons, my struggles, and my insecurities are linked to a song or two. every time i doubt myself or something goes wrong in life, i always find one song that i can relate to.
that song or two that links me with all the bad stuff is exactly what i want to make this blog about.
i don't know what i'm expecting to come out of this. maybe i'll change the world or something. i don't know.
until next time, ciao
Friday, August 3, 2018
Tuesday, March 22, 2016
Troye Sivan
I GOT GROUNDED. AGAIN. Super sorry, it's not my fault my dad has to take stuff away from me all the time. Anyways, this post I'll recommend some songs by Troye Sivan. He's great, I'd definitely recommend him for any day, any mood.
Troye Sivan- TOO GOOD
Troye Sivan- LOST BOY
Troye Sivan- for him.
Troye Sivan- TALK ME DOWN
Troye Sivan- BLUE (ft. Alex Hope)
Troye Sivan- SUBURBIA
Troye Sivan- She's 22
Troye Sivan- Make You Love Me
Well I think this is it, unfortunately. I can't find anything else to post about!
Troye Sivan- TOO GOOD
Troye Sivan- LOST BOY
Troye Sivan- for him.
Troye Sivan- TALK ME DOWN
Troye Sivan- BLUE (ft. Alex Hope)
Troye Sivan- SUBURBIA
Troye Sivan- She's 22
Troye Sivan- Make You Love Me
Well I think this is it, unfortunately. I can't find anything else to post about!
Monday, February 29, 2016
Nicki Minaj
Hi! I haven't posted in a long time, but that's because I've had WiFi problems. So I'm super sorry, I'm gonna post more. Or at least try. My schedule is SUPER packed recently.
So, I'm not really into rap or pop. But Nicki Minaj kinda speaks to me. Like, a lot of her songs aren't about sex and stuff. They're about life problems that normal people have. Problems I have. Anyways, lets get on with the song recomendations.
Nicki Minaj- Bed of Lies
Nicki Minaj- Grand Piano
Nicki Minaj- The Night is Still Young
Nicki Minaj- The Crying Game
Nicki Minaj- Get On Your Knees
Nicki Minaj- I Lied
Nicki Minaj- All Things Go
I think next time I post, I'll post an update on my favorite Troye Sivan songs. If you would, maybe leave a recomendation of what I should do with this blog? Thanks!
So, I'm not really into rap or pop. But Nicki Minaj kinda speaks to me. Like, a lot of her songs aren't about sex and stuff. They're about life problems that normal people have. Problems I have. Anyways, lets get on with the song recomendations.
Nicki Minaj- Bed of Lies
Nicki Minaj- Grand Piano
Nicki Minaj- The Night is Still Young
Nicki Minaj- The Crying Game
Nicki Minaj- Get On Your Knees
Nicki Minaj- I Lied
Nicki Minaj- All Things Go
I think next time I post, I'll post an update on my favorite Troye Sivan songs. If you would, maybe leave a recomendation of what I should do with this blog? Thanks!
Sunday, January 4, 2015
The A Team- Song Meaning
Hi, so changing things up a bit. I've been through almost all the bands I like, so until I discover more music, I'll do song meanings.
Breathing in snowflakes - Smoking cocaine.
Burnt lungs, sour taste - Your still breaking it in, and when it hits your lungs it burns. Leaving a sour taste in your mouth that you can never quite get rid of.
Lights gone, days end - You often sleep all day after a long night only to wake up and repete the process.
Struggling to pay rent - Due to the strugle with addiction you can't hold a steady job, so you do what you can to make the money you need for a place to stay and to feed your every growing addiction.
Long nights, strange men - You spend your nights on the streets selling your body to make the money you need.
And they say - They, the people she is around.
She's in the class A team - The "A Team" a referance to people who are to far gone in their addiction to be saved.
Stuck in her daydream - Her daydream is the world she wants to live in but knows she can't so instead she spend her life high on cocaine so she can imagine it, because truthfully a high is thrilling at first but after so long it all just wears off, and you wish you could go back.
Been this way since eighteen - The first time she ever tried it she was 18 and she has been addicted ever since.
But lately her face seems - Lately shes not the same person she used to be.
Slowly sinking, wasting - Her face, her body, her life, its all going downhinll. She may want it to end, and it will, just not the way she wants.
Crumbling like pastries - Her life is falling apart at the seams, and her whole world is just crashing down around her.
And they scream - They, the people she is around.
The worst things in life come free to us - They all know that the high they feel is not really what they want to feel, and they want something better. But they feel this is the closest they can come to reality now, which is why they consider it free, even though its costly addiction; and not just in money, it ruins everything, so easily.
'Cause we're just under the upper hand - When you try to get out, and you can its like you're trying to climb up a hill and everytime you get close to the top, you start to slide back down.
And go mad for a couple grams - You do anything and everything just to get that next high.
And she don't want to go outside, tonight - She wants it all to end, she wishes she didn't have to go out and sell her body just to achive this feeling.
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland - When she smokes it she feels like she is on top of the world and nothing can go wrong. She goes to the same place every time, and she is there so much, it feels like home.
Or sells love to another man - When shes not getting high, she does what she can to get that next high.
It's too cold outside - Getting high is like taking those shots of vodka. They may make you feel all warm and good on the inside. But who you are is still who you are on the outside.
For angels to fly, for angels to fly - "They" the people she is around, they are like lost souls all looking for the same thing; that next high.
Ripped gloves, raincoat - Your live is the same day in and day out. You try everything you can but your still in a rut.
Tried to swim and stay afloat - It's like you cry so much because you dont know who are any more. You do the best you can to stay on top, but you still feel like your drwnding in your own terrors.
Dry house, wet clothes - It's not the world around you that shit, its your life.
Loose change, bank notes - You try to make the money you need to, sometimes you make just enough to get by, but most of the time you don't quite make enough.
Weary-eyed, dry throat - You're not healthy, and it shows. Your eyes are products long nights of no sleep.
Call girl, no phone - Your "men" they try to get you like a booty call, but your not that easy to find. You always seem to have the need to keep moving.
And they say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
'Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
But she don't want to go outside, tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland
Or sells love to another man
Its too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye - Slowly, they are all killing themselves.
And hoping for a better life - Everyone wants something better, but they know it won't happen
This time, we'll fade out tonight - So tonight as like any other they just kill themselves a little bit more.
Straight down the line - They kill themselves not by just smoking it but also by snorting it from the line.
And they say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside, tonight
And in the pipe fly to the motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly, angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Angels to die - In the they are all part of deadly addiction. It all kills slowly but surely. after time not only will you kill your soul with the addiction, but you will kill your body as well.
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Bye
Breathing in snowflakes - Smoking cocaine.
Burnt lungs, sour taste - Your still breaking it in, and when it hits your lungs it burns. Leaving a sour taste in your mouth that you can never quite get rid of.
Lights gone, days end - You often sleep all day after a long night only to wake up and repete the process.
Struggling to pay rent - Due to the strugle with addiction you can't hold a steady job, so you do what you can to make the money you need for a place to stay and to feed your every growing addiction.
Long nights, strange men - You spend your nights on the streets selling your body to make the money you need.
And they say - They, the people she is around.
She's in the class A team - The "A Team" a referance to people who are to far gone in their addiction to be saved.
Stuck in her daydream - Her daydream is the world she wants to live in but knows she can't so instead she spend her life high on cocaine so she can imagine it, because truthfully a high is thrilling at first but after so long it all just wears off, and you wish you could go back.
Been this way since eighteen - The first time she ever tried it she was 18 and she has been addicted ever since.
But lately her face seems - Lately shes not the same person she used to be.
Slowly sinking, wasting - Her face, her body, her life, its all going downhinll. She may want it to end, and it will, just not the way she wants.
Crumbling like pastries - Her life is falling apart at the seams, and her whole world is just crashing down around her.
And they scream - They, the people she is around.
The worst things in life come free to us - They all know that the high they feel is not really what they want to feel, and they want something better. But they feel this is the closest they can come to reality now, which is why they consider it free, even though its costly addiction; and not just in money, it ruins everything, so easily.
'Cause we're just under the upper hand - When you try to get out, and you can its like you're trying to climb up a hill and everytime you get close to the top, you start to slide back down.
And go mad for a couple grams - You do anything and everything just to get that next high.
And she don't want to go outside, tonight - She wants it all to end, she wishes she didn't have to go out and sell her body just to achive this feeling.
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland - When she smokes it she feels like she is on top of the world and nothing can go wrong. She goes to the same place every time, and she is there so much, it feels like home.
Or sells love to another man - When shes not getting high, she does what she can to get that next high.
It's too cold outside - Getting high is like taking those shots of vodka. They may make you feel all warm and good on the inside. But who you are is still who you are on the outside.
For angels to fly, for angels to fly - "They" the people she is around, they are like lost souls all looking for the same thing; that next high.
Ripped gloves, raincoat - Your live is the same day in and day out. You try everything you can but your still in a rut.
Tried to swim and stay afloat - It's like you cry so much because you dont know who are any more. You do the best you can to stay on top, but you still feel like your drwnding in your own terrors.
Dry house, wet clothes - It's not the world around you that shit, its your life.
Loose change, bank notes - You try to make the money you need to, sometimes you make just enough to get by, but most of the time you don't quite make enough.
Weary-eyed, dry throat - You're not healthy, and it shows. Your eyes are products long nights of no sleep.
Call girl, no phone - Your "men" they try to get you like a booty call, but your not that easy to find. You always seem to have the need to keep moving.
And they say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
And they scream
The worst things in life come free to us
'Cause we're just under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
But she don't want to go outside, tonight
And in a pipe she flies to the motherland
Or sells love to another man
Its too cold outside
For angels to fly
An angel will die
Covered in white
Closed eye - Slowly, they are all killing themselves.
And hoping for a better life - Everyone wants something better, but they know it won't happen
This time, we'll fade out tonight - So tonight as like any other they just kill themselves a little bit more.
Straight down the line - They kill themselves not by just smoking it but also by snorting it from the line.
And they say
She's in the class A team
Stuck in her daydream
Been this way since eighteen
But lately her face seems
Slowly sinking, wasting
Crumbling like pastries
They scream
The worst things in life come free to us
And we're under the upper hand
And go mad for a couple grams
And we don't want to go outside, tonight
And in the pipe fly to the motherland
Or sell love to another man
It's too cold outside
For angels to fly, angels to fly
To fly, fly
For angels to fly, to fly, to fly
Angels to die - In the they are all part of deadly addiction. It all kills slowly but surely. after time not only will you kill your soul with the addiction, but you will kill your body as well.
Yeaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. Bye
Saturday, January 3, 2015
Panic! At the Disco
Hiiiiiiiiii. I think my Instgram plan is working, I've gotten lots of pageveiws and its cooooollll and aweeeessssoooommmeee. Here's some Panic! At the Disco songs, and a picture of the singer because he's hot kay?
Panic! At the Disco- Nine in the Afternoon
Panic! At the Disco- Miss Jackson
Panic! At the Disco- Let's Kill Tonight
Panic! At the Disco- This is Gospel
Panic! At the Disco- The Ballad of Mona Lisa
Panic! At the Disco- I write Sins Not Tragedies
Panic! At the Disco- Girls/Girls/Boys
Go list because ahhhhhhh so awesommmememememeofgjdfjgawort0wroiugtjwrpogj
Sorry fangirled too hard.
Byeeeeeeeee
Friday, January 2, 2015
5 Seconds of Summer
I'm back, and over a few days my blog has gotten 33 page veiws, to me, that's pretty good. Anyways, here are some 5SOS songs that you should listen to and look them up because 3 out of 4 of them are hotties.
5SOS- American Idiot (cover)
5SOS- VooDoo Doll
5SOS- Don't Stop
5SOS- Good Girls
5SOS- Amnesia (live)
5SOS- What I Like About You
I think Panic! At the Disco sounds good for tomorrow. Also I'm thinking about starting song meanings every other day.
Bye for nowwww.
5SOS- American Idiot (cover)
5SOS- VooDoo Doll
5SOS- Don't Stop
5SOS- Good Girls
5SOS- Amnesia (live)
5SOS- What I Like About You
I think Panic! At the Disco sounds good for tomorrow. Also I'm thinking about starting song meanings every other day.
Bye for nowwww.
Thursday, January 1, 2015
Sleeping with Sirens
So like I said yesterday, I'm gonna tell you awesome Sleeping with Sirens songs that you should totally check out. The lead singer, Kellin Quinn, IS PERF.
Here's a picture to prove it.
Seeeeeeee?
Sleeping with Sirens- Kick Me
Sleeping with Sirens- If You Can't Hang
Sleeping with Sirens- Satellites
Sleeping with Sirens- A Trophy Father's Trophy Son
Sleeping with Sirens- If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn
Sleeping with Sirens- With Ears to See and Eyes to Hear
Sleeping with Sirens- Alone ft. Machine Gun Kelly (MGK)
I feel like that was a longer list than I intended it to be. Ohhhh well. I think 5 Seconds of Summer will be good for my next post, I've become obsessed with them recently.
Bai.
Here's a picture to prove it.
Sleeping with Sirens- Kick Me
Sleeping with Sirens- If You Can't Hang
Sleeping with Sirens- Satellites
Sleeping with Sirens- A Trophy Father's Trophy Son
Sleeping with Sirens- If I'm James Dean, You're Audrey Hepburn
Sleeping with Sirens- With Ears to See and Eyes to Hear
Sleeping with Sirens- Alone ft. Machine Gun Kelly (MGK)
I feel like that was a longer list than I intended it to be. Ohhhh well. I think 5 Seconds of Summer will be good for my next post, I've become obsessed with them recently.
Bai.
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