After my showtunes phase, I fell into music...hard. Music became an outlet for me to express my anger, hurt, frustration, happiness, excitement, lethargy, whatever. So, these days, I feel like I have a song for everything.
I've got an at-bat song: "Time Bomb," Dismemberment Plan (Yes, this is the song they used for me in college.)
I've got a fight song: "Tech Triumph," Wilfred P. Maddux (class of 1920) ... Hokie Hokie Hokie Hi!
I've got a party song: "LGFAD," Motion City Soundtrack (had to omit the language)
I've got a frustration song: "Epoch Coda," Emarosa
I've got a betrayal song: "Seventy Times 7," Brand New
I've got a "don't mess with me" song: "I Am Hollywood," He Is Legend
I've got a hopeless song: "Does He Love You?," Rilo Kiley
I've got a calm-down song: "(This is) The Dream of Evan and Chan," Dntel ft. Ben Gibbard (AKA The Postal Service)
I've got a contentment song: "Passenger Seat," Death Cab for Cutie
I've got a conviction song: "Here's to Life," Streetlight Manifesto
I've got an epiphany song: "Redy Sky," Thrice
...Well, the list just goes on and on...not including the slew of songs I've written myself.
But when I think about everything I have to achieve, before I'm in a place to actually achieve it, I think of the reprise at the end of RENT:
There is no future, no is no past....I guess this version is really a song of looking back at one's actions and deciding to take a better path from that moment on, but it just reminds me that I never want to sing that song in retrospect. So, I sing it as a precaution.
There's only us, there's only this.
Forget regret,
Or life is yours to miss.
No other road,
No other way.
No day but today.
Tomorrow begins my first tournament season as a (head) coach and all I can hope for now is that "I wake up in the morning feeling like P. Diddy." ...And that I remember to live as if there's "no day but today."

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