The Motorcyle Diaries

I gotta hand it to the Manic Street Preachers, they damn sure know how to write songs. And there's a part of lyrics from the song "Motorcycle Emptiness" that I really like. It somehow represents and speak out most of the stuffs inside every time you ride behind the wheels of a motor bike.

Speaking of motor bikes, I always have a "thing" for motor bikes. And this always reminds me of another lyric from another song by another band. The lyrics from the song "Brothers on a Hotel Bed" by Ben Gibbard's Death Cab For Cutie has a part in it that have always managed to speak for me. Although the song doesn't focus on bikes or riding in particular, but the lyrics combined with the melody of the music and Gibbard's soothing voice is just, awesome.


So I guess if you just listen to the songs I just mentioned, I think you'll be able to understand of what I'm trying to say. And to that, I'm happy to say, that is all I can say for now. This goes out to everyone that feels the same way we feel and for everybody out there who are used to riding, alone. Peace, and have a nice life

  

"On the back of a motor bike,

with your arms outstretched trying to take flight.

Leaving everything behind."

(Death Cab For Cutie)

 

"Under neon loneliness,

motorcycle emptiness."

(Manic Street Preachers) 

 

Buayasumur.