Time again for the song of the week from my iPod.

SugarcultSugarcult is a rock band from Santa Barbara, California. The group was formed in 1998. The current members of the group are Tim Pagnotta (guitar and vocals), Airin Older (bass), Marko “Marko 72″ DeSantis (guitar), and Kenny Livingston (drums). The original drummer, Ben Davis, was forced to leave the group because of alcohol problems.

The group has been fairly successful with their last two albums reaching #64 and #46 on the Billboard charts. Three of their singles have reached the top 50. The group has performed on Warped Tour and backed up “Green Day” on their American Idiot tour.

The album Palm Trees and Power Lines is the most successful album released by the band. The title from the album comes from the scenery of southern California. Tim Pagnotta desribes how he wrote the song:

The idea of this song is based more around a lyrical perspective than melody. The subject is about a person I met while I was on tour in Boston. At the time I was fresh out of a relationship and very careful about not starting a new one. I sat on my couch one evening and day-dreamed about all the reasons why a relationship with this person wouldn’t work out. Before I knew it I had played out this fictitious relationship in my head to its entirety and assumed we would fail at handling our differences. (It pays to think things through, but maybe not to this extent!!!). I grabbed my acoustic guitar and started strumming chords. The song was hatched.

Memory
This may never start.
We could fall apart.
And I’d be your memory.
Lost your sense of fear.
Feelings insincere.
Can I be your memory?

So get back, back, back to where we lasted.
Just like I imagine.
I could never feel this way.
So get back, back, back to the disaster.
My heart’s beating faster.
Holding on to feel the same.

This may never start.
I’ll tear us apart.
Can I be your enemy.
Losing half a year.
Waiting for you here
I’d be your anything.

So get back, back, back to where we lasted.
Just like I imagine.
I could never feel this way.
So get back, back, back to the disaster.

My heart’s beating faster.
Holding on to feel the same.

This may never start.
Tearing out my heart.
I’d be your memory.
Lost your sense of fear.
(I’d be your memory)
Feelings disappear.
Can I be your memory?

So get back, back, back to where we lasted.
Just like I imagine.
I could never feel this way.
So get back, back, back to the disaster.
My heart’s beating faster.
Holding on to feel the same.

This may never start.
We could fall apart
And I’d be your memory.
Lost your sense of fear.
Feelings insincere.
Can I be your memory?