damn but there's a lot of songs on thsi topic. Almost as many (and almost as good) as the breaking up songs. Unsurprisingly, though, the artists that I like the most tend to write more when things are going wrong. The artists I tend to hate the most write about hooking up more, or so it seems.

So here are some artists who I don't hate who came up with some good shit. Or at least I like singing it in the shower. PJ Harvey's last album, Stories from the City, Stories from the Sea came out in October 2000, but I didn't know that until last spring (because KROQ is a bunch of wankers and I have little patience for Morning become Eclectic, though I listened when Nic Harcourt hosted PJ after her U2 concert). I got it in the spring but didn't really listen to it until the following fall and it provided a frighteningly accurate soundtrack to my life right then.

A Perfect Circle is Maynard James Keenan's side-project when he just wants to write a pop song rather than a complex introspective piece for his other band, Tool. It is still extremely good (light years ahead of any typical pop/rock band) and Mer de Noms is a wonderful album to rock out to and just...enjoy.

This is Love
PJ Harvery

I can't believe life's so complex
When I just wanna' sit here and watch you undress

This is love
This is love
This is love that I'm feeling

Does it have to be a life full of dread?
I wanna' chase you round the table, I wanna' touch your head

This is love
This if love
This is love that I'm feeling

I can't believe that the axis turns on suffering
When you taste so good
I can't believe that the axis turns on suffering
While my head burns

This is love
This is love
This is love that I'm feeling

Even in the summer, even in the spring
You can never get too much of a wonderful thing

You're the only story that I never told
You're my dirty little secret, wanna' keep you so
Come on out, come on over, help me forget
Keep the walls from falling on me, tumbling in
Keep the walls from falling as their tumbling in

This is love
This is love
This is love that I'm feeling

Magdalena
A Perfect Circle

Overcome by your
Moving temple
Overcome by this
Holiest of altars

So pure
So rare
To witness such an earthly goddess
That I've lost my self control
Beyond compelled to throw this dollar down before your
Holiest of altars

I'd sell
My soul
My self-esteem a dollar at a time

One chance
One kiss
One taste of you my magdalena

I bear witness
To this place, this prayer, so long forgotten
So pure
So rare
To witness such an earthly goddess

That I'd sell
My soul
My self-esteem a dollar at a time
For one chance
One kiss
One taste of you my black madonna

I'd sell
My soul
My self-esteem a dollar at a time

One taste
One taste
One taste of you my Magdalena

Obvious Answers
Tori Amos: Suede
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