Frou-Frou – It’s Good To Be In Love – Details

Australia so far is defining itself by a lack of emotional extremity and I’m not feeling anything special music-wise. Unless I can find a song about credit card debt, which I am throwing myself into with delight, life is pretty easy.

This has been one of my favourite songs ever since I first heard it, and it gets regular playback. I was just about to write on my regular blog about how strange it feels to not be in love, when the irony of the fact that I just put “It’s good to be in love” to play on iTunes hit me. Being in love sucks. And this song confirms that.

My whole body is currently rejecting drama. I tried to puke the chocolate cake I ate for breakfast (why the fuck I thought that cake would be a good idea I don’t know) but my body is hardened and won’t vomit. I could feel my stomach clamp down on it, wrestling with me, determined to keep its food, unhealthy or not. And I suppose it has a point. What’s most unhealthy, a piece of chocolate cake, or throwing up cake?

And my heart is the same. It’s pointing out that boys are a waste of space. I was on a road trip with two lovely, cute, funny, clever boys, for a whole day, and yet I couldn’t get myself to flirt and charm. I couldn’t do it. Just like when I was bent over the toilet earlier, poking away at my tonsils, trying to coax the food back up, and yet it would not come. I tried desperately to coax my charms out, to put myself out, but there was no self to put out. I was happy just sitting in the back of the car snoozing and embroidering.

I like it. It’s weird but I like it. I’m finally a whole, just me. Complete.

I don’t know where to start
Say I’m tired or throw a party
These cucumber eyes are lying the more that I smile about it
And all of my clothes feel like somebody’s old throwaways
I don’t like it

It’s good to be in love
It really does suit you
Just like everything
I’m happy you’re in love
‘Cause every colour goes where you do

I’m adoring you
It’s all good
You’re so beautiful
I’m black and blue all over
You’re breaking my flow
How could you know what I’m saying all about it
When all of my clothes feel like somebody’s old throwaways
I don’t like it

It’s good to be in love
It really does suit you
Just like everything
I’m happy you’re in love
‘Cause every colour goes where you do

I feel so powerless
I’ve got to stop it somehow
Oh come on what can I do?
Why’s it happening
How’s it happening without me
Why’s it happening
How’s it happening that he feels it without me

It’s good to be in love
It really does suit you
Just like everything
I’m happy you’re in love
‘Cause every colour goes where you do

~ by orange on September 1, 2007.