First, let me publicly utter my thanks to the wonderful and talented Mr. Stephan Jenkins. It’s been just about a year since it suddenly occurred to me that “Semi-Charmed Life” is one of the greatest songs of all time as far as memorability (that a word?). I downloaded it and iTunes’ed for other 3EB songs and found out that “How’s It Going to Be,” “Never Let You Go,” and “Deep Inside of You” are all by 3EB too. Over the next month or so, I managed to get my hands on all their CDs, and I think I can honestly say that it’s affected me in a deeper way than any other song. Hell, I’ve been rockin’ out to “Motorcycle Driveby” everyday when I get out of the shower for the past 6 months at least, and every freaking time that line gets me. “I’ve never been so alone, and I’ve never been so alive.” Gah, have you ever heard anything so… profound and simple? It just makes so much sense. And there’s so much emotion behind his voice. You can hear some new little detail everytime you play the song. Geez. So before I turn this into the 3EB love-fest I’ve always wanted to host, I’ll carry on.

What’s sad is that little tribute to 3EB is probably going to be longer than the actual point of this post. This has been on my mind for a long time, and no matter how much I think about it, I can’t come up with an easy way to explain it in more than a sentence. Which is usually good, but in this case… I don’t know… Maybe I should just write a book or something. Once I can come up with a way to explain this…

So folks, what it boils down to is this: I want to know why, as humans, we associate things which other. Did it make sense?

It started off as The Sophistication Factor and basically evolved into that little “thesis” of sorts that you just read.

So I guess I should explain the roots of The Sophistication Factor. I suppose it started with someone asking me if I like coffee. If you know me, it’s easy to guess that I said no. I mean, honestly, my tongue agrees with you on sweet, sour, and salty, so if I think coffee is disgustingly bitter, shouldn’t you too?

Going on. Tea. I’m Persian. If anyone drinks tea, it’s supposed to be me. My parents are sitting downstairs right now drinking tea. Probably like the 5th cup of the day no less. But I can’t stand tea. And I don’t think anyone really does like tea or coffee. Maybe you learn to love it because you feel like you should. Because one fool decided to take some beans and pour water through them, couldn’t give up his idea when he found out it was disgusting, and now the whole world is full of crazy coffee addicts.

Maybe that’s not really a good example. What I’m asking is why is it “cool” to drink coffee? Sort of like that funky feeling you get when you’re in a bookstore. You know what I’m talking about. You feel snobbishy and intelligenty and you want to tell people about it. Sophistication anyone? And you want to read expensive design magazines, and sip your coffee, and wear those semi-cheesy plastic frame glasses. And pay some smart entrepreneur a boat-load of money while doing it.

Some more. Who came up with the idea that it was cool to smoke? Why do associate tattoos with being “bad”? Why do people feel the need to drink, when if you stop and think about it, almost everybody would agree that it’s one of the stupidest things to do? Why do some people find body piercings so attractive? Why do we want stainless steel appliances when it just makes your cleaning three times as hard? Why are we still buying huge SUVs? Why are we so greedy? Why do we drink coffee?

Does anybody know what the hell I’m talking about?

Somewhere there’s speaking
It’s already coming in
Oh and it’s rising at the back of your mind
You never could get it
Unless you were fed it
Now you’re here and you don’t know why

But under skinned knees and the skid marks
Past the places where you used to learn
You howl and listen
Listen and wait for the
Echoes of angels who won’t return

Chorus
He’s everything you want
He’s everything you need
He’s everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
He says all the right things
At exactly the right time
But he means nothing to you
And you don’t know why

You’re waiting for someone
To put you together
You’re waiting for someone to push you away
There’s always another wound to discover
There’s always something more you wish he’d say

Chorus

But you’ll just sit tight
And watch it unwind
It’s only what you’re asking for
And you’ll be just fine
With all of your time
It’s only what you’re waiting for

Out of the island
Into the highway
Past the places where you might have turned
You never did notice
But you still hide away
The anger of angels who won’t return

Chorus

I am everything you want
I am everything you need
I am everything inside of you
That you wish you could be
I say all the right things
At exactly the right time
But I mean nothing to you and I don’t know why
And I don’t know why
Why
I don’t know

:P

…so arminvosough.com/music/

And there’s still the pdf version at arminvosough.com/uploads/iTunes.pdf

After months of searching for it, I finally found Third Eye Blind’s most recent album Out of the Vein (iTunes link) on some obscure BitTorrent tracker. I finally have all their albums, and from the 3 songs I’ve heard so far, this one is just as outrageously outrageous as the first two.

Have a nice day, foo.

armeeeeen

edit:
3eb – “Blinded”

Just an old friend coming over
Now to visit you and
That’s what I’ve become
I let myself in
Though I know I’m not supposed to but
I never know when I’m done

And I see you fogging up the mirror
Vapor around your body glistens in the shower
And I wanna stay right here
And go down on you for an hour
Or stay and let the day just fade away
In a wild dedication
Take the moment of hope
And let it run

Never look back
At all the damage we have done now
To each other
To each other
To each other

Buchanan told me Shakespeare was poetry. Bull
Rest of the lyrics
ok bye

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