Mrs Potter’s Lullaby by Counting Crows

Well I woke up in mid afternoon cause that’s when it all hurts the most
I dream I never know anyone at the party and I’m always the host
If dreams are like movies then memories are films about ghosts
You can never escape, you can only move south down the coast

Well I am an idiot walking a tightrope of fortune and fame
I am an acrobat swinging trapezes through circles of flame
If you’ve never stared off into the distance then your life is a shame
And though I’ll never forget your face sometimes I can’t remember my name

Hey, Mrs. Potter, don’t cry
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I know why
But, hey, Mrs. Potter, won’t you talk to me

Well there’s a piece of Maria in every song that I sing
And the price of a memory is the memory of the sorrow it brings
And there is always one last light to turn out and one last bell to ring
And the last one out of the circus has to lock up everything

Or the elephants will get out and forget to remember what you said
Oh and the ghosts of the tilt-o-whirl will linger inside of your head
Oh and the Ferris wheel junkies will spin there forever instead
When I see you, a blanket of stars covers me in my bed

Hey, Mrs. Potter, don’t go, I said
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I don’t know, but
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won’t you talk to me

Well all the blue light reflections that color my mind when I sleep
And the lovesick rejections that accompany the company I keep
All the razor perceptions that cut just a little too deep
Hey, I can bleed as well as anyone but I need someone to help me sleep

So I throw my hand into the air and it swims in the beams
It’s just a brief interruption of the swirling dust sparkle jet stream
Well I know I don’t know you and you’re probably not what you seem
Aw, but I’d sure like to find out
So why don’t you climb down off that movie screen

Hey, Mrs. Potter, don’t turn
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I burn for you
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won’t you talk to me

When the last king of Hollywood shatters his glass on the floor
And orders another
Well, I wonder what he did that for
That’s when I know that I have to get out cause I have been there before
So I gave up my seat at the bar and I head for the door. Yeah.

We drove out to the desert just to lie down beneath this bowl of stars
We stand up in the Palace, like it’s the last of the great pioneer town bars
Aw, we shout out these songs against the clang of electric guitars

Well, you can see a million miles tonight
But you can’t get very far
Aw, you can see a million miles tonight
But you can’t get very far
Hey, Mrs. Potter, I won’t touch and
Hey, Mrs. Potter, it’s not much but
Hey, Mrs. Potter, won’t you talk to me

This is how I feel sometimes.

You see, when you’re middle class, you have to live with the fact that history will ignore you. You have to live with the fact that history can never champion your causes and that history will never feel sorry for you. It is the price that is paid for day-to-day comfort and silence. And because of this price, all happinesses are sterile; all sadnesses go unpitied.

  • Generation X

Your mind is the scene of the crime.

If you haven’t watched the movie, you may want to avoid reading below. I try to keep it non-spoilery, but some people may still not want to read about it.

Part of the reason why I love Inception is that it’s a heist movie featuring an ensemble cast. The attention isn’t solely on Leonardo DiCaprio alone, but on the other members of the team too.

I love how the story unfolded; how you slowly discovered Dom’s past bit by tiny bit, and then the shocking fact he revealed near the end.

I love how his team members aided him and were so fucking reliable and capable in their abilities. Especially Arthur, the Point Man.

I love how all of them were dressed so damn sharply like they just stepped off the pages of GQ.

Meet Arthur, my favourite character in the whole of the movie. He’s so fucking reliable!

Okay, reliable sounds boring. But not Arthur. Arthur is not boring in his reliability. Maybe it’s because he is so sleek in his GQ clothes and slicked back hair. But the gist of how Arthur works in the movie could be summarised thus:

Dom (Leonardo DiCaprio): My faithful sidekick, my man, please protect my body from any assassins out to maul my soul while I am sleeping.

Arthur(Joseph Gordon-Levitt): Dude, you can count on it.

Dom: *goes to sleep*

Arthur: *kills an entire army of assassins single-handledly while never disturbing Dom at all* *reinvents theory of gravity* *arms an entire lift with explosives*

Dom: *wakes up* Ahh… that was a good sleep.

Arthur: Nice to have you back;  I was getting bored.


And they say he’s a boring old fudge in the movie. ūüė¶ Reliability is underrated.

Even cowgirls get the blues

Sometimes you discover a song that is so absolutely amazing you can’t help raving about it.

This is Gaslight Anthem. This is ‘Even Cowgirls Get the Blues’.¬† It’s a beautiful blues/rock song with an awesome opening riff that still gives me chills when I hear it.

But all I want is for you to be alright and satisfied
Brothers and sisters know that anytime or late at night,
If you call I will answer, I’m open ears though tired eyes
But the world closed it’s arms on us now

Eternal Sunshine

Eternal Sunshine is one of the best movies ever made. Every time I read the quotes from the movie, I get sad.

Clementine: You know me, I’m impulsive.
Joel: That’s what I love about you.


Joel: [narration as Clementine acknowledges him by raising her coffee mug] Why do I fall in love with every woman I see who shows me the least bit of attention?


Clementine: Too many guys think I’m a concept, or I complete them, or I’m gonna make them alive. But I’m just a fucked-up girl who’s lookin’ for my own peace of mind; don’t assign me yours.
Joel: I remember that speech really well.
Clementine: I had you pegged, didn’t I?
Joel: You had the whole human race pegged.
Clementine: Hmm. Probably.
Joel: I still thought you were gonna save my life… even after that.


[as Joel and Clementine eat out, he thinks about the other glum-looking couples in the restaurant]
Joel: Are we like couples you see in restaurants? Are we the dining dead?


Joel: I don’t see anything I don’t like about you.
Clementine: But you will! But you will, and I’ll get bored with you and feel trapped, because that’s what happens with me.
Joel: Okay.

Half Nelson

What is history? Dan Dunne (Ryan Gosling) asks.

Change moves in spirals, not circles. For example, the sun goes up and then it goes down. But everytime that happens, what do you get? You get a new day. You get a new one. When you breathe, you inhale and you exhale, but every single time that you do that you’re a little bit different then the one before. We’re always changing. And its important to know that there are some changes you can’t control and that there are others you can. – Dan

I don’t know why but this film has been on my mind these few days.

Half Nelson is a 2006 film starring Ryan Gosling. It’s kind of indie, it’s kind of slow, and I only picked it up because I heard Gosling was fantastic in it.

Ryan Gosling stars as this inner-city teacher, Dan, teaching in a high school. Inside the classroom, he uses unconventional teaching methods to inspire his students to look at history in a new way.

He’s charismatic and brilliant in the classroom. But outside of it, Ryan is a junkie. He started taking drugs as a way to escape the pain of life, and now he’s a drug addict spending most of his time either¬†on a high or seeking it.

Ironic, then, that a teacher who inspires his students to challenge conventional thinking is one who need drugs to escape reality. That while he teaches his students to defy society, he’s someone who has already been defeated by it.


Can it be possible to compartmentise two sections of your life to a point where your bad habits doesn’t destroy the rest of your life?

In the movie Dan couldn’t do it. His student caught him during his drug high and eventually his behaviour caused him his job.

There’s a monologue he had in the movie that I really felt deeply for. He related how he used to be worse; that drug rehabilitation didn’t work for him, but now he’s in better control of his habit because the kids, the students he taught, kept him going.

I guess I’ve always believed that¬†for all the vices I’ve, I am always in control of them.¬†By that I mean that if push comes to shove, I would be able to stop, and though it may be disconcerting and a hard habit to break, I won’t die from the lack of it.

I don’t know whether it’s true or not. You don’t know your limits until it has been tested. And better yet… whether you feel the urge to stop.