The Two Liner Invitational

Two friends and I have had this tradition for years now—we often shared music as a matter of course—and the mix tapes, ripped CD’s and enthusiastic voicemails stacked up over time– but at some point after the advent of email we began reaching out from LA and NYC and San Francisco to share two lines of a song that perfectly described our day, our mood, or the vibe around us.

It’s a succinct way of being in touch, and it amused us to try to stump one another, by not including the song name or artist. Inevitably, we’d end up pulling that music from our own collection, just to hear it all the way through. What I‘ve loved about two-lining is the chronicle of our lives and the music we were affected by. For example, here’s one from back in 2000:

“Its a curse like a black thumb.
Everything I touch runs wild with the pressure of it.
or becomes a pile of dust, then the wind gets it.
Everything I touch runs wild.
I never meant to cause you anything but happiness.”

Obviously a downer day, right? No prob. You get to be cheesy, grumpy, goofy, showtune-y, existential, or what have you. Here’s one from June 2008 with a higher YUM factor.

“Let’s do it in the mornin’, sweet breeze in the summertime.
Feeling your sweet face all laid up next to mine.”

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How’d you do? Did you correctly identify the downer tune as “Black Thumb” by Lori Carson from the “Niagra, Niagra” movie soundtrack? How about the one from June? See the end of this post for the answer.

You try it!  Post your two-liner of a song that describes your mood, your day, your outlook, or your life. Obviously, a few more than two lines is permissible, but two perfect lines is ideal. Make sure to send the link to your posting around to your pals, and come back to see what kind of day we’re having around here.
The two liner from June 08 is The Staple Singers, “Let’s Do It Again.”

Mine for today goes like this—dedicated to my original Two-Liners Amy and Sioux, of course:

“All romantics meet the same fate someday,
Cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark café.
You laugh, he said–you think you’re immune,
Go look at your eyes, they’re full of Moon.”

~ by dawniedee on August 12, 2008.