I’ve been thinking of Thorin a lot lately, what with The Thorin Project and the final Hobbit movieapproaching. I thought this song by Pilot Speed was perfect for a little Hobbit trilogy lyrical pic spam.
While it’s true that I do love a sharp dressed man, it’s the realness found in a bit of disheveledness that is most irresistible to me. I claim to have no fashion sense, which is true to a certain extent, but I generally do know what is socially acceptable; I just ignore it 😉
It’s understandable then, why the Robert Herrick poem Delight in Disorder, is a favorite:
A sweet disorder in the dress kindles in clothes a wantonness;
say it with me: w-a-n-t-o-n-n-e-s-s
A lawn about the shoulders thrown into a fine distraction;
blue is always a fine distraction, IMO
An erring lace, which here and there enthralls the crimson stomacher;
the tie laces through the collar & the eye is drawn to the stomach area *pats self on back for finding a connection*
A cuff neglectful, and thereby ribbons to flow confusedly;
a too-long cuff confuses the outfit. don’t dismiss the shoes, there’s a whimsical kind of anarchy about them.
A winning wave, deserving note in the tempestuous petticoat;
raised arms could possibly show the midriff; work w/me people, this poem is about a woman!
A careless shoe-string, in whose tie I see a wild civility;
loosely tied boots. finally, an easy one!
Do more bewitch me, than when art is too precise in every part.
I love these trousers and I won’t apologize for it.
–yes, I know disheveledness is not a word but if Richard can weigh himself down with multiple strappy bags, I can use made up words 😀
**this isn’t the best recording but I love the Ukelele 🙂
Sometimes everything seems awkward and large
imagine a Wednesday evening in March
Future and past, at the same time
I make use of the night, start drinking a lot
although not ideal, for now it’s all that I’ve got
It’s nice to know your name
You don’t know
you don’t know
You don’t know anything ’bout me
An ocean, a lake, I need a place to drown
let’s freeze the moment because we’re going down
Tomorrow you’ll be gone
You’re laughing too hard, this all seems surreal
I feel peculiar, now what do you feel?
Do you think there’s a chance that we can fall?
You don’t know, you don’t know
you don’t know anything ’bout me
What do I know? I know your name
You don’t know, you don’t know
you don’t know anything ’bout me
Anymore
I gave up dreaming for awhile
I gave up dreaming for awhile
I’ve noticed these are mysterious days
I look at it like a jigsaw-puzzle and gaze
With wide open mouth and burning eyes
If only I could start to care
my dreams and my Wednesdays aren’t going nowhere
Baby, baby, baby you don’t know
You don’t know, you don’t know
you don’t know anything ’bout me
What do I know? I know your name
You don’t know
you don’t know
You don’t know anything ’bout me
You don’t know, you don’t know
you don’t know anything ’bout me
What do I know? I know your name
You don’t know, you don’t know
you don’t know anything ’bout me
Anymore.
Fun facts: the official video for this song takes place at a Circus and there is a concert version on an album called From North to South; it all comes back to Richard 😉
Nowhere in Particular RA 