Imagine Your Whole Love

Typing to Tunes: Wilco's new album, The Whole Love

A lovely day in 2004 a lovely friend of mine took a chance and lent me an album entitled Yankee Hotel Foxtrot. It struck me as a peculiar name for an album, however it quickly became one of those CDs that was on constant repeat in my Jeep (R.I.P).  Since 2004 the band that has chosen to name their albums after civil war meets ballroom dance terms, Wilco has become a topper of my all time favorite bands list. A few things, beside Yankee Hotel Foxtrot have contributed to this. 

1. They are amazing musicians (don't get me started on Nels)

2. In my perspective they are a band that consistently redevelops themselves. You know it is them, but with every album something seems to change, but their vibe is still there.  Never stale and somehow mastering to always keep their trademark sound.

3. Those, what seem to be, moments of clarity at a concert.  Seeing any music is something that I will geek out on...for a while, and boy have I geeked out at Wilco show.

So thank you friend for introducing me to a band that I truly enjoy.  I hope that I have at least perked some sort of interest with some of you, below you can find the title track to Wilco's latest album, The Whole Love.

I thought I would share this song, b/c ... its just kind of adorable...and great.

Listening to this light-hearted love song I can't help but tap my toes and pop my shoulders to the vibe of the song.  Entitled Whole Love, I find it fitting that Mr. Tweedy's perfectly unique earnest vocals sing:

 I will call on the the telephone

I will call when you get mad
I'll still love you to death
And I will never forget how

It's such a happy and hopeful song about how someone would devote their "Whole Love".  The type of song that makes you want to dance with that someone special - in the cute way. Enjoy, Polly. 

My cold marigolds attack
My back a bed of roses
I'm gonna break my back
With you bounces high

And I know that I won't be
The easiest to set free
And I know that I won't be the last
Cold captain tied to the mast

I will call on the the telephone
I will call when you get mad
I'll still love you to death
And I will never forget how

And I know that I won't be
The easiest to set free
And I know that I won't be the last Cold captain tied to the mast

I'm on the other side
When I'm satisfied
Oh I'm a spirit dove
I'm looking for your love

I'm simple as a matter of fact
Punch you in the nose 
Don't over-react
I'll still love you to death
And I won't ever forget how

And I know that I won't be
The easiest to set free
And I know that I won't be the last Cold captain tied to the mast
And I know that I won't be the one
To secure they'll know what it's from
But I hope I'll know when it's past
And I hope I'll know when I show you my

Whole Love
Whole Love
Whole Love
Whole Love
Whole Love
Whole Love
Whole Love
Whole Love

And I won't ever forget how 

Mr. Cherry

As promised I will be regaling you all of my dating doozies from Match.com - here it goes.

The Cherry

I will refer to this suitor as my “Cherry”. My first Match.com date went off with a bang with Mr. Cherry – pun intended. An afternoon meet up in the Mission ended in me rushing to catch the last BART train home to the East Bay at midnight. A Sunday beer enjoying a nice patio with bashful first date conversation and questions concluded in late night cocktails and spicy Brazilian dancing. An exciting success that reminded me of how it felt once upon a time when I was young and just talking with boys made me get the butterflies.

This Cherry was of the nice, gentlemanly Midwest breed with a splash of spunk, a whole lot of mystery and topped it off with a great taste in music. I’ve learned that if I connect with someone on a music beat, it enhances the – for lack of a better word – chemistry. Our adventures were a sweet combination of “gchat” messages that relentlessly kept me blushing and an easy drinking partner. Getting emails of zipped music files from him were in essence the new age flower delivery service. Instead of a bouquet, I would get the new aromas of Arcade Fire and the Black Keys, which to me is better than roses.

And…this sweetness believe it or not carried on for about 3 months…not “long”, I know, but not bad for my first shot on this site.

In the end, after a burlesque show and one dramatic greyhound infused phone call (don’t ask), my Cherry Boy, wasn’t ready for me and instead his heart was with someone else. A bit of an ego bruiser, but nonetheless a good guy with some more than great skills and of course … a great taste in music.

Positive Play - My Positive Play is going to be where I showcase my take away and my learning from this experience/individual. No how big/small or short/long the situation is, the Positive Play section is where I will, find the silver lining.

I learned a few things from My Cherry. A new love of a few bands that I hadn’t heard of before, how to use my DropBox, Bernal Heights is beautiful, I actually do like eggs Benedict … and a few more serious notes.

To not fall victim to the trap of “playing it cool”.

There were a few instances where I sensed something was not quite right with the boy. Instead of just confronting the issue, I held back and tried to “play it cool,” not come off like the needy girl or look vulnerable or god forbid, actually come off like I Liked Him.

I learned from this to be honest with him … and more importantly be honest with myself. I did like him, I really liked the idea of him, but I knew he was somewhere else. Which is/was fine/acceptable/okay.

But the fact that I/we both tried to play it cool, prolonged the inevitable. Hence I have learned (still learning this is a hard one) that aside from the awesome music, silly chemical banter and lovely snuggles and hand holding – I have to be honest with myself and look at this person and see if they really want me. Wow I just said that. Thanks boy.

Another one bites the dust. Stay tuned next time, there are more boys where this came from.