i'm glad that rozi brought up the goo goo dolls yesterday, because, well... i have a confession to make. see last week the new coldplay cd was scheduled to come out, so the day it was supposed to hit the shelves i made the trip over to best buy with the full intention of buying it because coldplay rocks my face off. so i walk in and what do i see? gutterflower. what a stupid name for a record. i mean really, there are so many more competent titles that could have been used, but they chose gutterflower. well ok. so i try to pass the rack and freak my way on over to coldplay, but the forcefield around gutterflower was too strong. "here is gone" is my song and i haven't had my fix for quite awhile since all the radio stations are looking to play the new goo single. so yes, i did the unthinkable. i bought a goo goo dolls cd instead of the new coldplay. i'm going to hell.

it's hard for me to admit that i really actually like the goo goo dolls. i'm not sure why... maybe just because they get so much pop radio play that i just don't want to be associated with them for that reason. kinda like john mayer... one of my good friends introduced me to john mayer over a year ago, before anyone ever knew who he was. i thought mayer was the stuff, and then he got some recognition and now i feel like i jumped on some sort of bandwagon. but i really like the goo goo dolls. i'm not made of stone; johnny reznik is hot and has the sexiest voice ever, even for being old. and for some odd reason their lyrical content seems to embody some of the most dramatic moments of my life. like if you made a movie of my life, the soundtrack would have a lot of goo goo dolls songs on it. which is funny because if you carefully examine the lyrics in many of their songs, you'll find that they don't make a lot of sense. i think johnny is just good at throwing poetic phrases together and making them sound like something important. once i saw them on VH-1 behind the music, and someone asked why the song "iris" was titled so. let me see if i can remember johnny's touching words in reply to the question... what were they? oh yes, "i don't know." how retarded is that? if you're going to write a song about nothing that people think is about something, at least be smart enough to fabricate a story for the song and for the title. for crying eye. someday soon... maybe even tomorrow, we are going to sit down with the lyrics to one of my favorite songs on the new cd and pick them apart. for now i'm going to bed. see you later. same bat time, same bat place.