Y’know, I have to admit I’m a little baffled by the people saying Flicker is not “daring enough”, too “easy”, that they’d hoped Niall would “go out of his comfort zone.”
Like… I’m expecting artists to sing the music that they like? And for a first album, I’m really really not expecting them to be “daring”, whatever that means. Flicker is so very clearly Niall through and through, you can tell he wrote songs he can stand behind, he sounds so comfortable and sure of himself on all of them, he’s open and vulnerable and fun….. how could anyone be disappointed?
He might not be your thing, and that’s more than fine by me, but I’m really puzzled by the people saying they expected “more” from him.
the fact that jimin picked serendipity as his favorite track on the album makes me so emotional……i love that he’s gotten so much more confident in himself, to the extent that he picked his song (only him singing!!!!!!) as his favorite song off the whole album. it makes my heart swell because you can tell how happy he is with himself and how proud he is of the song
I’ve noticed that since I became a Hoot Owl, I am more into music. I mean I did listen to songs, hummed along and was like “this song is OK”. But now when I hear a song I am like “this sound is awesome”, “I like what they do with the guitar”, “those three tones in the background are real good”, “I can’t believe that the old song I’ve already heard billion times is this good, it is better than many current songs, why haven’t I heard this cool clicking sound in there before?” and even “oh, Mom, can you hear the beautiful melody? I mean the chimes? No, you don’t? Oh, ok.” Well, really, others think I’m a bit weird. But I enjoy songs more than before, I imagine the musicians who created them, how much effort they put in the song, searched for the right chord or instrument, how excited they were if they found it… I guess that’s Adam’s influence, who keeps posting and sharing many details, experiences and joys for the world where music is being born. My ears are now wide open searching for the slightest sounds interwoven in a song, my heart then is swelling with joy that the God equipped some people with unusual and extraordinary gifts to fill our hearts with such tremendous feeling using “just” music, a few sounds. Well, what I wanted to say was: music is real good…
If anyone knows me personally they know that 2016-2017 have been the hardest two years of my life. (it’s also not easy writing this but i feel like i need to), I lost my hero, my dad. He meant everything to me and i had to say goodbye to him. That has been the hardest thing i have ever had to do. But throughout these two years the only thing that has put me somewhat in a better place is Taylor and her music. I don’t mean this in a cheezy or “wow you’re a loser” way. I’m being completely honest and serious. Music is the only thing that helps me sometimes and Taylor’s music has always played such a huge role in my life. It didn’t matter if it was a breakup song or a love song, it took me to a different place. For those three minutes listening to her music for once i felt something that wasn’t hopeless. I felt heartache when i listened to All Too Well, i danced until it hurt to Shake It Off, my heart swelled when i would sing Mary’s Song. All these emotions i felt help me feel something besides sadness from my loss. It took me to a different place where i fell something different everytime i listened to a song. I can’t describe to you how much i adore and how much i want to meet Taylor to tell her in person how much a blessing she has been. She and my dad also inspire me to follow my dreams and work hard (which is why i hopefully can attend college for music media and move to nashville). I just want to thank Taylor for what she has done for me and tell her how mucb her and her music has brought me through some pretty dark places. @taylorswift
A/n: Hey so I do know the request!! I was actually in love with the idea, but deleted it by accident and then I could never remember the guy you wanted requested it for!! So with that being said I can do it with Ki as well if that is something you would like!! I am so sorry!!!! Also, side note, we really need more gifs of Robbie that isn’t of him as Peter. I mean I love Peter, but I would love a plain old Robbie gif.
I was riding shotgun, with my hair undone. In the front seat of his car. He’s got a one-hand feel on the steering wheel the other on my heart. I look around turn the radio down, he says “baby is something wrong.” I say “nothing I was just thinking how we don’t have a song.”
“I am lost boy, from Neverland usually hanging out with Peter Pan!” I sang, giggling when Robbie sent me an amused glance. “When we’re bored we play in the woods always on the run from Captain Hook.” I sang, twirling the hand that wasn’t wrapped tightly in Robbie’s out the open window.
“I don’t know why you sing that song. You would never run from Colin.” He laughed, his green eyes sparkling as he glanced at me quickly.
“Maybe but I still love the song. I mean, I am usually hanging out with Peter Pan.” Robbie chuckled, his thumb brushing against the top of my hand.
“You love the fact I play Peter Pan, don’t you.” He chuckled.
“Oh very much so. Peter Pan is hot.” I replied, giggling as wiggled his eyebrows at me. “Like really hot.”
“I am so glad you think I’m hot.”
“I would have to be crazy if I didn’t think so.” I answered, shrugging softly as I smiled at him. He thanked me, his voice barely audible over the sound of the radio. We quickly fell into silence, both of us enjoying the sweet sounds of Ed Sheeran’s Picture. Every time I heard the song, my thoughts drifted towards my best friend Jessie. She and her husband Cory had gotten married to it, as well as used it as their first dance. It was their song.
The thought had me frown, the frown deepening when I realized that Robbie and I didn’t have a song. Sighing I reached over to turn the radio down, my actions causing Robbie to turn his attention towards me.
“Baby is something wrong?” He asked, his green eyes darkening with concern.
“Nothing. I was just thinking, we don’t have a song.” I said slowly, frowning again when Robbie chuckled.
“We do have a song though baby girl.” He answered, his eyes twinkling as he sent me a wink. “Our song is the slamming screen door, sneaking out late and tapping on your window. Our song is when we are on the phone and you talk real slow, cause it’s late and your mama doesn’t know. Our song is the you laugh every time I tell you about how after our first date, I kicked myself because I didn’t kiss you when I should have. That is our song. It may not be on the radio, or a hit single, but it’s our song.”
I smiled at him, my heart swelling with joy as I took in his words. I nodded slowly, pulling his hand towards me so I could press a kiss to his knuckles. I let it go, reaching forward to turn the radio back up, grabbing a pen and old napkin as I did.
“What are you doing?” He asked, his voice full of amusement.
“I’m writing down our song.” I replied, grinning widely when Robbie chuckled.
“Alright, but if you try and make it a hit single, I want my fair share of the profit.”