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Fav Five

"What's your top five?"

This question is one I ask on a regular basis. I expect people to have opinions on the music they listen to. I expect people to have passion, to some degree, to one of the greatest driving forces of our existence.

Yet, I have a hard time answering that question. I have a hard time Narrowing it down to simply five artists that I love. But, while having this conversation with a gentleman at work, I realized, I have 5 very distinct categories, with very specific artist under each. So, to my faithful readers, here it is.

My TOP FIVE.Each category is stated, explained, then the artists are listed in order of favorite within the group.

NUMB#R 1

THE GREATS:

These are the most influential artists of the 20th century. They "did it first." And quite frankly, did it best. These are the ones who understood who they were enough, to appeal to everyone, in every situation, in any mood, at least through one song. They are the writers of easily the greatest pieces of work during their rein. They are the owners of most of my "all time favorite songs."

They are:

Led Zeppelin.

The Beatles.

NUMB#R 2

THE CLASSICS:

These are the men that ignite the day dreams. That inspire the colorful wishes of "better." That make you disregard what is wrong, and change everything for good. These are they that your shaped your in-curable-ly-optimistic-grandmother. Even their saddest song can brighten your clouded skies.

They are:

Nat King Cole.

Tony Bennett

Ludwig Van Beethoven.

NUMB#R 3

THE BEARDS:

These are the Shakespeare's with guitars. They are the men who are consumed with doubts, fears, and regrets. And at times, unspeakable joy. They miss "how it was supposed to be" and the "one that got away." They are realistically lost, and relate-ibly confused. They experienced their lives head on, not hiding from a single painful lesson, and reflected on it. They grown beards, write music, and touch hearts.

They are:

William Fitzsimmons

Damien Rice

Joe Purdy

Ray Lamontange

NUMB#R 4

THE PUNK ROCKERS:

These are the guys that you blast in your car alone. They're who you turn to when your heart is racing, and your voice is aching to scream out. They remind you what your middle finger is for, that you're better off, and how to ask a question. They can write the perfect song for when your blood is boiling, or the sweetest song for when you're in love. They make you take a double look at your surroundings, while simultaneously helping you improve your sweet air guitar or dashboard drumming. They sing the saddest songs that make you rock, and cry the tender ones acoustically.

They are:

Motion City Soundtrack

Brand New

Fall Out Boy

Anberlin

A Thorn for Every Heart

NUMB#R 5

THE CURIOUS OBSESSION:

They are the ones you admit to owning all of their albums, only after present company has confessed to liking them. They are the ones you can't let go of, even when you know they have absolutely no true musical talent (that statement does not apply to all). You can't change the station while they're playing, yet change it as fast as you can as soon as the song is over. You can't get enough of them, when you can't stand most of their genre. You find yourself looking up, not just their music, but the latest blurbs about them on the Internet. They're the ones to put on your ipod while running, but won't turn it up loud enough for others to hear. They inspire the hair-brush-booty-shaking-lip-syncing-dancing-around-the-house moments of inexplicable joy. They are those that you can't explain the love, but just know you can't leave.

They are:

Britney Spears

Ace of Base

Garth Brooks

Journey

P. Diddy

Kelly Clarkson

So there you have it. Those are the artists I love. Some easy to understand, and some, not. Even for me. But, they're all great, and I love all of them.

Old Man, Piano, Bow Tie

I bought a new album off itunes. it's like 120 piano solos.

I'm absolutely in love with the piano. and this is my newest favorite song.

Will

Have you ever just inexplicably connected with someone?

I have a lot to say about this man. I'll write about him later. Right now... just enjoy my latest song purchase of his.

Alice-ish

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....Now what???...

It's Where Your Heart Is...

i wanna go home

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Drum Roll Please....

I need you to meet someone.

His name is Paul. (Paul Busk if you wanna facebook stalk him) He isn't much short of my "knight in shinning armour" right now.

I'm gonna tell you a little bit about him now.

-He went to Bountiful High (I know, I know, it's still hard for me when I really think about it). -He served a full time two year mission in Bolivia. -He's Ringo in a Beatles cover band with his Father. -He's graduating with honors this December with a bachelors degree from Weber State University in Family Studies. -He doesn't like advice on school, unless he asks for it. -~WEBER IS A GREAT SCHOOL~- -He's going to be a Marriage and Family Therapist. -He is easily the most well liked person in his position at his job. -He loves J. Crew, the Gap, and Urban Outfitters (only the pants there though). -He likes candy. Mostly chocolate. -His favorite sport is Basketball. He "retires" about once a month. But... usually plays again. (Usually means always right here) -He has two sisters, who he adores. -He has a mother that he loves more than I think he has words for. -He has a father that is as quirky as they come, but has been the absolute perfect match for him. -He has an incredible knowledge and understanding of the Gospel of Jesus Christ.

Sounds great right? Yeah... but you still don't even know why I'm so crazy about him.

So. I'm now going to introduce you to the man I'm dating.

-He's the guy who remembers to grab a blanket before sitting down, because he knows I like to cuddle.

- He's the guy who picks up my favorite fruit to have with our dinner.

-He's the guy who has bought multiple soups and boxes of crackers to take care of a sick girlfriend.

- He's the guy who has never lied to me, even when he knows how hard the truth will be to hear.

-He's the guy who's held me while I've cried next to my mother's grave.

-He's the one I watch Seinfeld, The Daily Show, and The Simpsons with.

-He's the one who notices my freckle under my left eye.

- He's the one who laughs because my jokes are so stupid he is shocked I even said them.

-He's the guy who doesn't just tell me I'm beautiful, but makes me feel it

-He's the one who knows finishes what he starts.

-He's the guy who knows (most the time) how to make decisions

-He's the one who reminds me of all that I want to be.

-He's the one that inspires me to be better.

-He's the guy who cries during Schindler's List.

-He's the guy who won't settle for less than the best.

-He's an incredible worker.

-He's the greatest thing to ever happen to the sinner.

-He's the one I've shared the most painful details of my life.

-He's the guy who listens to me complain, then makes me come with a plan to improve the situation.

-He's the guy who's going to be incredible at his career.

-He's the future Bishop of a Singles Ward.

-He's the guy I giggle with, cry with, argue with, and day dream with.

-He's the reason I own skinny jeans.

-He's my Best Friend.

-He's the guy who thinks kissing pictures are trashy (which they are a bit).

-This is the guy that gives me butterflies.

-This is the man I'm in love with.

This.... is Paul Busk.