Doesn’t seem fair, does it?
I was also responsible for the creation of the slide shows. Normally, the song that accompanies grainy baby pictures is some kind of sappy song, such as any random Dashboard Confessional tune. I know that weddings are emotional events, but this is a pictorial of somebody’s life. Does the groom really want "Vindicated" to his theme song?
I, however, went in a different direction. I decided that I wanted a song that not only was upbeat, but was a little more self-descriptive. I chose “(What’s so Funny ‘Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding” by Elvis Costello and the Attractions.
It’s not what I would call a wedding song; it’s not even close. It has a very pessimistic point of view. Why in the name of all that’s good and holy would I want to use that song…to describe my life?
I’m sorry, have we not met?
Not to sound too corny or sappy, but that song pretty much summed up my attitude in the pre-D era. Sure, life kicks everyone every now and then, but I was pretty sick of it. It wasn’t just me, either. I watched my friends, some of the best people on the planet, get treated the same way a baby treats a diaper.
Since the photos (most of them) came from this era, the song made sense. This is who I was at that point. It took meeting someone on the stairs of my apartment to make the change, and make me believe again.
Plus, I just really like the song.
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I was also responsible for the creation of the slide shows. Normally, the song that accompanies grainy baby pictures is some kind of sappy song, such as any random Dashboard Confessional tune. I know that weddings are emotional events, but this is a pictorial of somebody’s life. Does the groom really want "Vindicated" to his theme song?
I, however, went in a different direction. I decided that I wanted a song that not only was upbeat, but was a little more self-descriptive. I chose “(What’s so Funny ‘Bout) Peace, Love and Understanding” by Elvis Costello and the Attractions.
It’s not what I would call a wedding song; it’s not even close. It has a very pessimistic point of view. Why in the name of all that’s good and holy would I want to use that song…to describe my life?
I’m sorry, have we not met?
Not to sound too corny or sappy, but that song pretty much summed up my attitude in the pre-D era. Sure, life kicks everyone every now and then, but I was pretty sick of it. It wasn’t just me, either. I watched my friends, some of the best people on the planet, get treated the same way a baby treats a diaper.
As I walk through
This wicked world
Searchin for light in the darkness of insanity.
I ask myself
Is all hope lost?
Is there only pain and hatred, and misery?
Since the photos (most of them) came from this era, the song made sense. This is who I was at that point. It took meeting someone on the stairs of my apartment to make the change, and make me believe again.
Plus, I just really like the song.
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