Jayesslee

Just a brief post on Jayesslee – Janice and Sonia, Korean twins living in Australia. I first watched their cover on Gangnam Style and had to admit that whatever they sing sounds amazing. They are also very cute, reminding me of my twin cousins.

Now back to the music. Ever since I heard Safe and Sound, I always thought someone else would sing it better than Taylor Swift. With all due respect, I like Taylor, but her voice isn’t exactly right for the song. Listen to Jayesslee’s cover and you’ll know what I mean.

And also this one originally by The Script.

They even sang Thai song when they came to Thailand last year and beautifully too. Sonia wrote a blog entry about their visit here.

Well, I can go on and on so you’d better check their playlist. Their covers on worship songs are great as well.
Hope their own original music come out soon. 🙂

Six Degrees of Separation

This morning I woke up with this song in my head.

You’ve read the books,
You’ve watched the shows,
What’s the best way no one knows, yeah,
Meditate, get hypnotized.
Anything to take from your mind.
But it won’t go, ohhhh ohhh
You’re doing all these things out of desperation,
Ohhh ohhh,
You’re going through six degrees of separation.

…

First, you think the worst is a broken heart
What’s gonna kill you is the second part
And the third, is when your world splits down the middle
And fourth, you’re gonna think that you fixed yourself
Fifth, you see them out with someone else
And the sixth, is when you admit that you may have fucked up a little

As I went through The Script’s playlist, I found that I’ve heard many of their hits but never listen carefully to the lyrics. Starting from The Man Who Can’t Be Moved, Breakeven, Before the Worst, Talk You Down, Nothing, If You Ever Come Back, and the latest, Six Degrees of Separation… I almost cry listening to them.

Because they are so beautiful. And because I’m not that girl someone fights for.

Well, not the girl you fight for to be exact.
Again, I’m saying this like you never made me feel I wasn’t worth it, like I don’t know you.

But it’s been so long that I don’t care now.
And stop pretending you do because you really don’t.
You can go ahead and do whatever you want, date her, marry her for all I care. Because she’s just another version of me, and not even as pretty.  Maybe she could make you happy. But in the end, you would never know what we could have been.

Only the scar will stay, always.

And now I just wasted another night of work.