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RSJ’s First Sunday Without Football Playlist

Music is said to capture the feelings which words alone cannot describe; welcome to the abyss more commonly known as the first Sunday without football. In this dark, frigid moment, realizing we have 28 more Sundays to power through until 2017’s kickoff (September 7th), I find the only way to reproduce my emotions in this hollow, empty, football-less world is though song.

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Below marks the ideal playlist for anyone drifting through this barren wasteland known as Sunday Without Football:

5. Torn – Natalie Imbruglia

“That’s what’s going on
Nothing’s fine, I’m torn
I’m all out of faith
This is how I feel, I’m cold and I am shamed
Lying naked on the floor
Illusion never changed
Into something real
Wide awake and I can see the perfect sky is torn
You’re a little late
I’m already torn”
With soft, acoustic strumming and some brilliant vocals, Torn eases us into the Football-less Sunday feels.  Faithless, cold, shamed…naked on the floor. A perfect portrait of myself and every football addict out there, curled up in a limp fetal, sucking our thumbs for a comfort that never arrives.

4. Mad World – Gary Jules & Michael Andrews 

All around me are familiar faces
Worn out places, worn out faces
Bright and early for their daily races
Going nowhere, going nowhere
Their tears are filling up their glasses
No expression, no expression
Hide my head I want to drown my sorrow
No tomorrow, no tomorrow

And I find it kinda funny, I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I’m dying are the best I’ve ever had
I find it hard to tell you, I find it hard to take
When people run in circles it’s a very very
mad world mad world

Still easing into this pitch-black chasm, we enter Gary Jules’ “Mad World.” Endless cycles and loops, with no real purpose or direction… expressionless gazes hiding a pool of sorrow… this song is very Westworld-esque, and the perfect background noise for Sunday grocery shopping and weekly meal prep feels. Is this what people actually do when football isn’t on?

3.  Last Resort – Papa Roach

‘Cause I’m losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Losing my sight
Losing my mind
Wish somebody would tell me I’m fine
Nothing’s alright
Nothing is fine
I’m running and I’m crying
I’m crying
I’m crying
I’m crying
I’m crying

I can’t go on living this way

After two slower tunes on the softer side, this playlist needs an injection of some suicidal death metal to really turn the energy levels around. Enter Papa Roach.  No band sparks the life in a self-loathing party quite like The Papa, who accurately depicts the “The Last Resort,” “Life cut into pieces” feel of this lightless day.

2. The Sound of Silence – Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel

Hello darkness, my old friend
I’ve come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone
‘Neath the halo of a street lamp
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence

Time to slow things back down in here after that real head banger. Though the pace might be turned down, the depression levels will stay real high as Paul Simon and Art Garfunkel teach us what silence sounds like. And after being unable to find anyone at the bar who’s interested in discussing Hunter Henry’s enormous 2017 breakout appeal, there’s only one friend left willing to chat: the darkness.

1. Limp Bizkit – Break Stuff

Its just one of those days
Where you don’t want to wake up
Everything is fucked
Everybody sucks
You don’t really know why
But you want to justify
Rippin’ someone’s head off
No human contact
And if you interact
Your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker
It’s just one of those days

This one, fittingly opening with “It’s just one of those days,” doesn’t need much explaining; still, with roaring and relentless guitars and pounding cymbals throughout, “Break Stuff” is perfect if you’re dealing with a hangover in addition to the Football-less Sunday Blues.  I’ve already verbally ripped a biker limb for limb because he unnecessarily activated a super long walk signal button when no traffic was present. Everyone’s best bet is indeed staying away on this dark day.

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