And sometimes when you’re on you’re really fucking on
And your friends they sing along and they love you
But the lows are so extreme that the good seems fucking cheap
And it teases you for weeks in its absense
But you’ll fight and you’ll make it through
You’ll fake it if you have to
And you’ll show up for work with a smile
And you’ll be be better you’ll be smarter
More grown up and a better daughter
Or son and a real good friend
And you’ll be awake and you’ll be alert
You’ll be positive though it hurts
And you’ll laugh and embrace all your friends
And you’ll be a real good listener
You’ll be honest you’ll be brave
You’ll be handsome you’ll be beautiful
You’ll be happy
rilo kiley, “a better son/daughter”
Le home sweet home de Jenny Lewis à L.A.
When I sit down to write a song I’m not like, okay, I’m going to start out kind of dark and then let it evolve into a bit of hope. But I think that’s indicative of my personality a little bit. There’s just this underlying darkness, but somewhere there’s hope. When I think about my favorite songwriters or even my favorite movies, there’s always a bit of hope. Even in the darkest of stories you sort of see the light at the end of the tunnel.
Jenny Lewis | 36 | Singer
Jenny Lewis - Rilo Kiley
My cousin found this photo, which I took, apparently…
It’s from a 2001 show at a tiny venue called Backstreet Blues in Long Island, NY.
Also on the bill: Ozma, Nada Surf and The Pistol Wips!