Trapped In Time is the tumblelog of Matt Simpson. Matt is the co-owner of Maven Web Solutions. His business partner is Eugene. They also blog live music with Todd at The Butter Room, whose latest project is Jamwich.

Matt has two min pins, Forbin & Floyd. He often blogs about music and is a Phishhead who went on 2009 summer tour. In addition to traveling, Matt takes photos. Proud Hoosier and Chicagoan.

Matt Suggests: Annicka, Autumn, Brian, Chris, Christina, Drew, Elle, Jim, Josh, Irick, Katrina, Kaylie, Kelly, Megan, Michael and Michael, Mills, Nikki, Shannon, Sharon, Stacey and Terz, amongst others.

25
Aug
2009
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Modest Mouse - “Perpetual Motion Machine”

With your teeth to your lips
And your hair to the ground
Well, you hear the fish and they’re making this sound
Saying, “We just want to go on walking around
And feel what it’s like to fall down”

07
Jul
2009
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Modest Mouse - “Baby Blue Sedan”

A nice heart and a white suit and a baby blue sedan
And I am doing the best that I can
All the eunuchs, they were standing in rows
singing, “Please stud us out just as fast as you possibly can.”
Sad song, last dance and no one knows who the band was
And Henry, you danced like a wooden Indian
Except this one mattered and I felt it had a spirit
And I shot the story because I didn’t hear it that way
And it’s hard to be a human being
And it’s harder as anything else
And I’m lonesome when you’re around
And I’m never lonesome when I’m by myself
And I miss you when you’re around

18
May
2009
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Modest Mouse - Trailer Trash

Eating snow flakes with plastic forks
And a paper plate of course, you think of everything
Short love with a long divorce
And a couple of kids of course
They don’t mean anything
Live in trailers with no class
goddamn I hope I can pass high school means nothing
Taking heartache with hard work
Goddamn I am such a jerk, I can’t do anything
And I shout that you’re all fakes
And you should have seen the look on your face
And I guess that’s what it takes
When comparing your bellyaches
And it’s been a long time
Which agrees with this watch of mine
And I know that I miss you, and I’m sorry
if I dissed you