I missed posting this week’s song over the weekend, so I am putting one up tonight.  My blogging during the whole month of March was seriously lacking.  I have been swamped with work and struggling to find the time to write here.  It is not for lack of inspiration, just lack of energy right now, which seems kind of ironic.  Anyway, I will try to do a better job this month and catch up on the backlog of posts that I have accumulated.

My good friend Scott runs a live music venue in Asbury Park called The Saint.  So last night he booked a band from Ireland, Guggenheim Grotto.  I have heard a few of their songs on the radio, watched a couple of videos on YouTube and like their sound.  Well they greatly exceeded my expectations with a brilliant live performance.

You see, I typically work on this blog at night, once my kids go to sleep.  It can take me a few hours to catch up on my news feeds and find a story that I want to write about.  Next thing I know it is after one in the morning and I need to sleep or I will never get up in the morning.  So the line in the chorus of this song, “I just can’t seem to get out of bed anymore”, seems very appropriate.

Well, I hope you enjoy this video by my favorite new band.  I picked up their cd at the show last night and it has been on heavy rotation all day.  Thanks again Scott for bringing great original music to the Jersey shore.

she used to say about love,
that it should come from above
and it should come from below
she used to say my love
wear the lips of a saint
and the hips of a whore
and when we’d walk along the street she’d say
if it rains now, I hope to God it pours
and with her beautiful ideas,
she’d cut me in half, clean this broad sword.

and now I~
I just cant seem to get out of bed anymore..
yeah and now my~
my heart hangs worn and weak like an old wire door
and now I~
I just cant seem to get out of bed anymore~