“Etch a postcard: “How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here”

Everyday Is Like Sunday – Morrissey

As my mom has always said “there’s a Morrissey lyric for how you’re feeling”.  This post is dedicated to Morrissey, and my mom of course.

One thing is clear when it comes to Morrissey, you either love him or you absolutely hate him.  I happen to love Morrissey.  My mom grew up in the 80’s.  She adored The Smiths, and Morrissey.  Her obsession trickled into my ears one day, and I too was hooked.

There’s something unforgettable about Morrissey’s voice.  Once you’ve heard him, he’s immediately recognizable.  I have never been able to put my finger on it, but something has always drawn me towards Morrissey’s voice.  It’s a bit haunting, a bit gloomy, a bit sexy, sometimes whiny, and addictive.

The first album I was introduced to was his 1990 album, Bona Drag.  Nearly 50 minutes of singles and B sides.  For those of you who don’t know what a B side is; it’s the reverse side of a record.  That is where I discovered Everyday Is Like Sunday; which was originally released on the 1988 album, Viva Hate.

There’s an incredibly special place in my heart for this song.  My hometown is a sleepy town.  There isn’t much to see, there certainly isn’t much to do  Everyday feels like a boring Sunday.

For me, one of the many themes of this song is the “silent and grey”, boring Sunday dread we all feel.  That feeling of wishing you were able to cast yourself somewhere else.

“Hide on the promenade
Etch a postcard :
“How I Dearly Wish I Was Not Here”

That existential dread, that feeling of mind numbing boredom, all yucky feelings come to mind.  On long drives home, this song plays through my speakers to remind me that one day I won’t be driving to a sleepy town.  I’ll be driving to somewhere where I can say “wish you were here”.  Until then, Everyday Is Like Sunday will continue to describe my unrelenting boredom.

“And today was a day just like any other”. 

I’m Ready by Jack’s Mannequin

I reached the point in the week where every day is starting to blend together. The faces, the routines, and the wake up calls are all the same.

I’m a firm believer that there is simply more to life than working, procreating and death. As Ferris Bueller stated “Life moves pretty fast. If you don’t stop and look around once in a while, you could miss it”. As of late, I have been feeling like I’ve missed a whole lot.  Between two jobs, two YouTube channels, winter time blues, exhaustion, trying to find sleep somewhere and a social life; it’s been a long month.

When the days blur together, I turn to Jack’s Mannequin. Since the angsty high school days, I’ve been listening to Jack’s Mannequin regularly.

I’m Ready has always been the soundtrack for a long day.  The song starts with spoken word saying “and today was a day just like any other”. Something we can all relate too.

If I’m honest, the bridge is my absolute favorite piece to any song. You be the judge.

“I wake up to find it’s another, four aspirin morning, and I dive in.
I put on the same clothes I wore yesterday.
When did society decide that we had to change and wash a tee shirt after every individual use? If it’s not dirty, I’m gonna wear it.
I take the stairs to the car, and there’s fog on the windows.
I need caffeine in my blood stream, I take caffeine in the blood stream.
I grip the wheel and all at once I realize:
My life has become a boring pop song, and everyone’s singing along”.

Just remember, there’s more to life than meets the eye.