Bitterness hurts. Rejection hurts. Jealousy hurts. Love doesn’t know hurt. Love is the best thing we have to stave off bitterness, rejection and jealousy.
The cynics among us like to repeat platitudes like “love hurts” when something goes awry. Those same cynics are the ones too scared to love someone more than they love themselves.
I hear it often on the social mediums and in face-to-face conversations. I hear about how difficult relationships are. Relationships ARE difficult. They’re supposed to be. It’s about building something greater than the individual, greater than the sum of the parts. That’s the idea. Building something great is not in the province of cowards. They gave up years ago. They didn’t have the strength, presence and peace of mind to be a part and that’s fine with me. I don’t want them in my arena.
I hear the other recycled cliche “I don’t want to get hurt” so often it makes my balls hurt. Here’s the deal: in this life, if you’re not getting hurt from time to time, you’re not really living. You’re sitting home on the couch. You’re comfortable. You’re not taking a stand. You’re not making important choices. You’re stagnant and bored and frustrated with yourself but you don’t have the courage to change. This is okay…for a little while. Sometimes we need to lick our wounds. Sometimes we take a serious gamble and take a huge loss for our effort. That doesn’t mean it’s time to quit. If you throw in the towel there is no getting back up.
Go take a risk. Go fall in love. Go dare yourself to venture beyond that area in which you only love yourself and dedicate something to someone. You’ll be better for it and consequently, we’ll all be better for it.
Whoa there, Valentine’s Day haters. Yeah, yeah, yeah, we know, we know… We’ve heard all the complaints about manufactured holidays, but what is not manufactured are these remarkable feelings, these thoughts of love, in love, about love. There’s nothing on these cuts that is any different, ANY different, than the classic love songs from the likes of The Righteous Brothers, the Ronettes and so on, except the delivery.
The subject matter is the same as is the depth of emotion. These cuts are here because they are the same prism viewed from a different point of view. Just as our love and changes and evolves, these songs mean something different each time we hear them. In that regard, they more closely reflect love itself than many other classics. Now go grab someone you love and have a dance.
If you have any suggestions, bitches, gripes, complaints or praise, email the Duke right here: Dukewilbury@gmail.com
I Am Trying to Break Your Heart - Wilco
The Night - Morphine
Last Kiss - J. Frank Wilson & The Cavaliers
My Funny Valentine - Chet Baker
Needles and Pins - The Searchers
Not Fade Away - Buddy Holly & The Crickets
I’ll Be There For You/You’re All I Need - Method Man & Mary J. Blige
Georgia On My Mind - Ray Charles
Dark End of the Street - Cat Power
Jolene - Ray LaMontagne
Nineteen - Tegan and Sara
Sign Your Name - Terence Trent D’Arby
That’s Where It’s At - Sam Cooke
The Whole Wide World - Wreckless Eric
Overjoyed - Stevie Wonder
Wild Horses - The Rolling Stones
A Man Needs a Maid - Neil Young
The Ship Song - Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds
You’re All I Need to Get By - Marvin Gaye & Tammi Terrell
In My Life - Johnny Cash
Giving Him Something He Can Feel - En Vogue
Love Vigilantes - Iron & Wine
Oh, It Is Love - Hellogoodbye
I Guess That’s Why They Call It the Blues - Elton John
A Song For You - Donny Hathaway
By Your Side - CocoRosie
Romeo & Juliet - Dire Straits
Romeo Had Juliette - Lou Reed
Closer - Nine Inch Nails
I Found a Reason - Cat Power
I Will Follow You Into the Dark - Death Cab for Cutie
Bonnie and Clyde ‘03 - Beyonce feat. Jay-Z
I’m On Fire - Bruce Springsteen
Sexual Healing - Ben Harper & The Innocent Criminals
“I have built my entire life around loving music, and I surround myself with it. I’m always racing to catch up on my new favorite song. But I never stop playing my mixes. Every fan makes them. The times you lived through, the people you shared those times with - nothing brings it all to life like an old mix tape. It does a better job of storing up memories than actual brain tissue can do. Every mix tape tells a story. Put them together, and they add up to the story of a life.”
Some burn couches, others loot from store windows. But, when hockey-induced havoc fills the streets of Vancouver, some people take that opportunity to just flat-out make-out. Seriously, this is real:
"I’m not sure what exactly was going on," photographer Rich Lam confesses on the phone. "I just saw these two people and I thought they were hurt … I didn’t really know what I got until the editor pointed it out."
Hopefully the people in the photo will come forth and explain what, exactly, was going through their heads. Is this the V-J day in Times Square of our generation?