My Theme Tune

Black Rain

2012-02-09T20:58:00.000-08:00

I think many are confused when they hear of how off the wall Ozzy is but, for the most part he's a pretty peace loving guy. While no doubt he's gone over the top time and again, most of his music would paint an alternative picture.

Heard a comment yesterday that war never determines who was right or wrong, simply who is left. Ultimately nobody ever wins a war, when you start adding the costs how can anyone call anything a victory?

While I think "Black Rain", this particular track is more about the more recent conflict in the middle east, ultimately this covers just about any battle I can think of.

The black rain is falling
Contaminating the ground
The human race is dying
The dead are scattered around
What is the price of a bullet?
Another hole in the head
A flag draped over a coffin
Another soldier is dead

How many victims have fallen
How many more have to die
People dying in masses
Angel of death standing by

We've got our marching orders
Defenders of our home and our pride
We've crossed too many borders
Military suicide

War killing sons and daughters
Another failed attack
There is no turning back
Blood running down like water
You'll think you got away
Until the judgment day comes

Politicians confuse me
I watch the body count rise
Why are the children all marching
Into the desert to die?
The human psyche is twisted
The madness rising again
Another empire falling
I watch them dying in vain

We've got our marching orders
Defenders of our home and our pride
We've crossed too many borders
Military suicide

war sends our sons to slaughter
Another failed attack
There is no turning back
Blood running down like water
You'll think you got away
Until the judgment day comes

Are you ready?

Black rain, black rain
Black rain, black rain

War killing sons and daughters
Another failed attack
There is no turning back
Blood running down like water
You'll think you got away
Until the judgment day
You'll think you got away
Until your judgment day comes

I just hope that should the time come I can be like this guy mostly because I'm afraid of what may be left should those that want their way actually get it.

Ice Ice Baby

2012-02-08T20:37:00.000-08:00

Well, had a few deeper and more meaningful posts of late so have to mix it up and lighten the tone.

Today's song is "Ice Ice Baby" by Vanilla Ice. Sure he kinda stole the beat from Queen, but lets face it, he's never going to really make it as a rapper, he's simply too white and too nerdy (refer to Weird Al on that one). That said, don't think many have heard the "Too Cold" version of this song a kind of Rap meets Rock cross over, kinda like Limp Bizkit.

I think everyone enjoyed Vanilla Ice for the week he was famous, heck he even got a movie of his own. More recently he's taken to social media and done a few local ads without taking himself so seriously. Anyone see the movie, "The New Guy"? He's a cameo in there too. Ultimately I don't do rap but somehow this doesn't really qualify as rap, but surely more a parody? I can't help but sing along when ever I hear this one, because, well it makes me laugh.

Yo,Vanilla,kick it one time Boy

Yo, VIP, Let's kick it!

Ice Ice Baby, Ice Ice Baby
All right stop, Collaborate and listen
Ice is back with my brand new invention
Something, grabs a hold of me tightly
Flow like a harpoon daily and nightly
Will it ever stop? Yo; I don't know
Turn off the lights, and i'll glow
To the extreme I rock a mic like a vandal
Light up a stage and wax a chump like a candle.

Dance, go rush the speaker that booms
I'm killing your brain like a poisonous mushroom
deadly, when I play a dope melody
Anything less than the best is a felony
Love it or leave it, You better gain way
You better hit bull's eye, The kid don't play
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice Ice Baby
Vanilla Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice Ice Baby,
Vanilla

Now that the party is jumping
With the bass kicked in and the Vegas are pumpin'
Quick to the point, to the point no faking
Cooking MCs like a pound of bacon
Burnin’ ‘em, if you aint quick and nimble
I go crazy when I hear a cymbal
And a hi hat, with a souped up tempo
I'm on a roll, it's time to go solo

Rollin' in my 5.0
With my ragtop down so my hair can blow
The girlies on standby, waving just to say Hi
Did you stop? No -- I just drove by
Kept on, pursuing to the next stop
I bust a left and I'm heading to the next block
That block was dead, yo, so I continued to A1A
Beachfront Avenue

Girls were hot wearing less than bikinis
Rockman lovers driving Lamborghinis
Jealous, 'cause I'm out getting mine
Shay with a gauge, and Vanilla with a nine
Ready, for the chumps on the wall
The chumps acting ill because they're full of “Eight Ball”
Gunshots, ranged out like a bell
I grabbed my nine -- All I heard were shells

Falling, on the concrete real fast
Jumped in my car, slammed on the gas
Bumper to bumper, the avenue's packed
I'm trying to get away before the jackers jack
Police on the scene, you know what I mean
They passed me up, confronted all the dope fiends
If there was a problem, Yo, I'll solve it
Check out the hook while my DJ revolves it

Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice Ice Baby
Vanilla Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice Ice Baby
Vanilla

Take heed, 'cause I'm a lyrical poet
Miami's on the scene just in case you didn't know it
My town, that created all the bass sound
Enough to shake and kick holes in the ground
'Cause my style's like a chemical spill
Feasible rhymes you can vision and feel
Conducted and formed, this is a hell of a concept
We make it hype, and you want to step with this
Shay plays on the fade, slice like a ninja
Cut like a razor blade so fast, Other DJs say, "damn"
If my rhyme was a drug, I'd sell it by the gram
Keep my composure when it's time to get loose
Magnetized by the mic while I kick my juice
If there was a problem, Yo -- I'll solve it!
Check out the hook while DJ revolves it.

Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice Ice Baby
Vanilla Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice Ice Baby, Vanilla Ice

Yo man -- Let's get out of here! Word to your mother!

Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Too cold
Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Too cold, Ice Ice Baby Too cold, Too cold

This wasn't just cool in the day, it was frozen! :P

Arms

2012-02-07T20:40:00.001-08:00

It always sounds cheesy when someone says something like "There's no place like home" or "Home is where the heart is". However this

"Arms" by Christina Perri reminds me of something my mother once told me, "Home is where you, your brothers and your father are." What many may not know is that we've moved around quite a bit over the years and from country to country. Pretty much leaving me no real or accurate answer to the question, "So, where are you from?" The only real answer I've been able to come up with was, "Where would you like me/need me to be from?" Most seem to think I'm just being a smartass until I start my story. The most concise version of that is, "My two brothers and I were all born in different countries and this isn't even one of them."

Today's song is a simple reminder that a home is not made of metal, wood or stone it's made of stuff that's a lot stronger.

I never thought that you would be the one to hold my heart
But you came around and you knocked me off the ground from the start

You put your arms around me
and I believe that it's easier for you to let me go
You put your arms me and I'm home

How many times will let you me change my mind and turn around?
I can't decide if I'll let you save my life or if I'll drown

I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already falling
I'll never let our love get so close
You put your arms around me and I'm home

The world is coming down on me and I can't find a reason to be loved
I never wanna leave you but I can't make you bleed if I'm alone

You put your arms around me
and I believe that it's easier for you to let me go

I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already falling
I'll never let our love get so close...

You put your arms around me and I'm home...

I tried my best to never let you in to see the truth
And I never opened up, I've never truly loved till you
You put your arms around me
and I believe that it's easier for you to let me go

I hope that you see right through my walls
I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already falling
I'll never let our love get so close...

You put your arms around me and I'm home

You put your arms around me and I'm home

There's no place like home because a home has that something special that you can't find anywhere else.

High Hopes

2012-02-06T21:07:00.000-08:00

I've posted this one before, but no harm in adding it again.

"High Hopes" is a Pink Floyd track but I prefer the louder, almost angrier and far more dramatic cover done by Nightwish.

There's something just so special about this particular song and I'm not quite sure what it is. While being rather dark and sombre I just love the lines: "There's a hunger still unsatisfied / Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon". There's something to be said about remaining hungry for something while keeping your head up no matter how worn down we may become.

For the most part I think the song covers how we slowly change as we get older. How we start with such high hopes and slowly they decay or are abandoned. Forever moving forward with no way of going back.

Beyond the horizon of the place we lived when we were young
In a world of magnets and miracles
Our thoughts strayed constantly and without boundary
The ringing of the division bell had begun

Along the long road and on down to the causeway
Do they still MEET there by the cut

There was a ragged band that followed in our footsteps
Running before time took our dreams away
Leaving the myriad small creatures trying to tie us to the ground
To a life consumed by slow decay

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
With friends surrounded
The nights of wonder

Looking beyond the embers of bridges glowing behind us
To a glimpse of how green it was on the other side
Steps taken forwards but sleepwalking back again
Dragged by the force of some inner tide

At a higher altitude with flag unfurled
We reached the dizzy heights OF that dreamed of world

Encumbered forever by desire and ambition
There's a hunger still unsatisfied
Our weary eyes still stray to the horizon
Though down this road we've been so many times

The grass was greener
The light was brighter
The taste was sweeter
The nights of wonder
With friends surrounded
The dawn mist glowing
The water flowing
The endless river

Forever and ever

I guess that's why little people are awesome, if you get the chance get them to describe just how green the grass really is. When you see the wonder, you'll get it.

Love Song

2012-02-05T21:04:00.000-08:00

Today's song, "Love Song" by Sara Bareilles seems all upbeat and cheerful but was really written as a protest. It would seem that her recording company decided that she had to write them a love song as her next hit. I guess she showed them.

Every verse has a different view on how things are, how they seem and ultimately how it's not really working for her. I find it rather amusing that this love song is really just an anti-love song, pointing out all the flaws in this relationship that could really apply to any form of relationship.

Sometimes I guess you just have to sit back and just say no, not today.

Head under water
And you tell me to breathe easy for a while
breathing gets harder, even I know that
You made room for me but it's too soon to see
If I'm happy in your hands
I'm unusually hard to hold on to

Blank stares at blank pages
No easy way to say this
You mean well, but you make this hard on me

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it
Makes a break in this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving I'm gonna need a better
Reason to write you a love song today

I learned the hard way
That they all say things you want to hear
And my heavy heart sinks deep down under you and
Your twisted words,
Your help just hurts
You are not what I thought you were
Hello to high and dry

Convinced me to please you
Made me think that I need this too
I'm trying to let you hear me as I am

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's
Make or breaking this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If all you have is leaving I'm gonna need a better
Reason to write you a love song today

Promise me that you'll leave the light on
To help me see with daylight, my guide, gone
'cause I believe there's a way you can love me

Because I say
I won't write you a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see

I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's make or breaking this
Is that why you wanted a love song
'cause you asked for it
'cause you need one, you see
I'm not gonna write you a love song
'cause you tell me it's make or breaking this
If you're on your way
I'm not gonna write you to stay
If your heart is nowhere in it
I don't want it for a minute
Babe, I'll walk the seven seas when I believe that
There's a reason to
Write you a love song today

Then... when you want to do something, nothing is too much or too far when you decide that today is the day.

If You Seek Amy

2012-02-02T20:36:00.000-08:00

Well, it's time for another Britney track. "If You Seek Amy" caused quite a stir when first released (if you didn't get the memo, just read the chorus out loudly to yourself), but I think it was more a dig at all the "haters" out there.

Much like "Piece of Me", this track is aimed at pointing out that no matter what people think they're still wanting something from you. Usually in a negative light regardless of how they are perceived to view you, your actions or your stance on something.

I just love it, apart from the fact it's a Britney track, it really just throws it all back in the face of all. Say what you want about me, at the end of the day you still want me.

Lalalalala

Oh baby baby
Have you seen Amy tonight?
Is she in the bathroom
Is she smokin' up outside
Oh

Oh baby baby
Does she take a piece of lime
For the drink that I'm gonna buy her
Do you know just what she likes
Oh

Oh Oh
Tell me have you seen her
Because I'm so
Oh
I can't get her off of my brain
I just want to go to the party she gonna go
Can somebody take me home
Ha ha he ha ha ho

Love me hate me
Say what you want about me
But all of the boys and all of the girls are
begging to If You Seek Amy
Love me hate me
But can't you see what I see
All of the boys and all of the girls
are begging to If You Seek Amy

Lalalalalala

Amy told me that she's gonna meet me up
I don't know where or when and now they're closing up the club
Oh

I've seen her once or twice before she knows my face
But it's hard to see with all the people standing in the way
Oh

Oh Oh
Tell me have you seen her
Because I'm so
Oh
I can't get her off of my brain
I just want to go to the party she gonna go
Can somebody take me home
Ha ha he ha ha ho

Love me hate me
Say what you want about me
But all of the boys and all of the girls are
begging to If You Seek Amy
Love me hate me
But can't you see what I see
All of the boys and all of the girls
are begging to If You Seek Amy

Oh
Say what you want about me
Oh
But can't you see what I see
Oh
Say what you want about me

So tell me if you see her
Let me know what she was wearing and what she was like
Cause I have been waiting here forever
Let me know when she going out
Oh baby baby
If You Seek Amy tonight
Oh
Oh baby baby
We'll do whatever you like
Oh baby baby baby
Oh baby baby baby

Lalalalalala
Lalalalalala

Love me hate me
Say what you want about me
But all of the boys and all of the girls are
begging to If You Seek Amy
Love me hate me
But can't you see what I see
All of the boys and all of the girls
are begging to If You Seek Amy

Oh
Say what you want about me
Oh
But can't you see what I see
Oh
Say what you want about me

All of the boys and all of the girls are
begging to If You Seek Amy

If haters are going to hate, do potatoes potate?

Kickapoo

2012-02-01T20:44:00.000-08:00

A little more humor this morning methinks. "Kickapoo" by Tenacious D sets the scene for the movie, Tenacious D and the Pick of Destiny.

This song always makes me think of my youngest brother. The lines, "in the city of fallen angels, where the ocean meets the sand, You will form a strong alliance, and the world's most awesome band." Pretty much refer to heading out to Hollywood, but little do most folk know that here in Durban there is a monument that fits that bill too. Check out the Durban Cenotaph.

One of these day's we'll finally get it together and form the world's most awesome band. In the meantime, think I need to find the Pick of Destiny - 'cos I'm a pretty rubbish musician.

A long ass fuckin' time ago,
In a town called Kickapoo,
There lived a humble family
Religious through and through.
But yay there was a black sheep
And he knew just what to do.
His name was young J.B. and he refused to step in-line.
A vision he did see-eth
Fuckin' rockin' all the time.
He wrote a tasty jam and all the planets did align.

Oh the dragons balls were blazin' as I stepped into his cave,
Then I sliced his fuckin' cockles,
With a long and shiney blade!
'Twas I who fucked the dragon,
Fuckalize sing-fuckaloo!
And if you try to fuck with me,
Then I shall fuck you too!
Gotta get it on in the party zone!
I gots to shoot a load in the party zone!
Gotta lick a toad in the party zone!
Gotta suck a chode in the party zone!

You've disobeyed my orders, son,
Why were you ever born?.
Your brother's ten times better than you,
Jesus loves him more.
This music that you play for us comes from the depths of hell.
Rock and roll's The Devil's work, he wants you to rebel.
You'll become a mindless puppet;
Beelzebub will pull the strings!
Your heart will lose direction,
And chaos it will bring.
You'd better shut your mouth,
Better watch your tone!
You're going for a week with no telephone!
Don't let me here you cry,
Don't let me hear you moan!
You gotta praise The Lord when you're in my home!

Dio can you hear me?
I am lost and so alone.
I'm askin' for your guidance.
Won't you come down from your throne?
I need a tight compadre who will teach me how to rock.
My father thinks you're evil,
But man, he can suck a cock.
Rock is not The Devil's work,
It's magical and rad.
I'll never rock as long as I am stuck here with my dad.

I hear you brave young Jaybles,
You are hungry for the rock.
But to learn the ancient method,
Sacred doors you must unlock.
Escape your father's clutches,
And this oppressive neighborhood.
On a journey you must go,
To find the land of Hollywood!
In The City of Fallen Angels,
Where the ocean meets the sand,
You will form a strong alliance,
And the world's most awesome band.
To find your fame and fortune,
Through the valley you must walk.
You will face your inner demons.
Now go my son and rock!

So he went from fuckin' Kickapoo With hunger in his heart;
And he journeyed far and wide to find the secrets of his art;
But in the end he knew that he would find his counterpart.
Rooooock. Rah-ha-ha-ha-hock. Raye-yayayayaye-yock.

Somehow I'm always drawn back to that place, where the ocean meets the sand.

Put Your Lights On

2012-01-31T20:40:00.000-08:00

Today's song I dug about a bit for. This is from "Supernatural" which was a collaboration album with Carlos Santana inviting several other musicians to perform with him.

"Put Your Lights On" includes Everlast who really adds a lot of deep soul to the track.

What I really like about this track is the call for all to simply shine. No matter who you are or what you may be. Keep the monsters at bay by simply being that light that brightens all.

Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you lovers
Put your lights on, put your lights on

Hey now, all you killers
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on

Cause there's a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
There's an angel, with a hand on my head
She say I've got nothing to fear

There's a darkness living deep in my soul
I still got a purpose to serve
So let your light shine, deep into my home
God, don't let me lose my nerve
Don't let me lose my nerve

Hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now
Wo oh hey now, hey now, hey now, hey now

Hey now, all you sinners
Put your lights on, put your lights on
Hey now, all you children
Leave your lights on, you better leave your lights on

Because there's a monster living under my bed
Whispering in my ear
There's an angel, with a hand on my head
She say's I've got nothing to fear
She says: La illaha illa Allah
We all shine like stars
She says: La illaha illa Allah
We all shine like stars
Then we fade away

Sometimes the light comes from others, but let it light the way.

Peaches

2012-01-30T20:51:00.000-08:00

Had a few rather serious tunes in my head this morning on my trip into the office but have thankfully been reminded of this little ditty.

"Peaches" by Presidents of the United States is one that you'd enjoy even more having seen the video. While open to much interpretation I'm going to say that picking country peaches may be a little easier than in the city? ;)

movin' to the country gonna eat a lot of peaches
i'm movin' to the country i'm gonna eat me a lot of peaches
i'm movin' to the country i'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
movin' to the country i'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
peaches come from a can they were put there by a man
in a factory downtown
if i had my little way i'd eat peaches everyday
sun soakin bulges in the shade

movin' to the country i'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
movin' to the country i'm gonna eat a lot of peaches
i'm movin to the country gonna eat a lot of peaches
movin' to the country gonna eat a lot of peaches

i took a little nap where the roots all twist
squished a rotten peach in my fist
and dreamed about you woman
i poked my finger down inside make a little room for a ant to hide
nature's candy in my hand or can or pie

Yeah, Yeah

Yeah, Yeah
millions of peaches peaches for me
millions of peaches peaches for free
millions of peaches peaches for me
millions of peaches peaches for free

look out

millions of peaches peaches for me
millions of peaches peaches for free
millions of peaches peaches for me
millions of peaches peaches for free

Regardless I want to see ninja's just jump out of the trees. Trust me, find the video.

Stay

2012-01-29T20:39:00.000-08:00

Spent a lot of time watching movies this weekend. Seems that for some bizarre reason 40min was enough for Saturday night. Oh well... Moving between two movies in particular, "The Machinist and "Reality Bites".

The Machinist became somewhat predictable about half way in, but for me it really hit home that the poor guy hadn't slept in so, so very long. I his case, it would seem he'd committed an atrocity that he was unable to sleep. Eventually as everything unravels he finally falls asleep in the end. Wonder what I may have to do to get some sleep?

"Reality Bites" is one of those off the wall movies with random folk interacting with each other. It's a food example of how we can so often spend so much time looking in when we really should be taking a bit more notice of things around me.

"Stay" by Lisa Loeb is taken from Reality Bites and really made me think of what it is that I truly see. Is all I hear and see just what I want to?

You say I only hear what I want to
You say I talk so all the time so

And I thought what I felt was simple
And I thought that I don't belong
And now that I am leaving
Now I know that I did something wrong 'cause I missed you
Yeah yeah, I missed you

You say I only hear what I want to:
I don't listen hard, don't pay attention to the distance that you're running
To anyone, anywhere
I don't understand if you really care,
I'm only hearing negative
No, No, No, Bad

So I, I turned the radio on, I turned the radio up (turn the radio)
And this woman was singing my song:
Lover's in love and the other's run away
Lover is crying 'cause the other won't stay
Some of us hover when we weep for the other who was
Dying since the day they were born
Well, well, this is not that
I think that I'm throwing, but I'm thrown

And I thought I'd live forever, but now I'm not so sure
You try to tell me that I'm clever
But that won't take me anyhow, or anywhere with you

You said that I was naive and I thought that I was strong
I thought, "hey, I can leave, I can leave."
Oh, but now I know that I was wrong, 'cause I missed you
Yeah, I miss you

You said, "You caught me 'cause you want me and one day you'll let me go
"You try to give away a keeper, or keep me
'Cause you know you're just so scared to lose
And you say, "Stay."

You say I only hear what I want to

Do we only hear what we want to, desperately searching for a little rest when what we need to do is truly face reality, no matter what that may be.

Moment for Life

2012-01-25T20:48:00.000-08:00

"Moment for Life" by Nicki Minaj is today's song.

There are two lines that really stick in my mind from this one, "Greatness is what we on the brink of" and "Cause everybody dies but not everybody lives". Ultimately we're all sitting on the edge of being awesome but for some, they never really take that last step. Years later when opportunity may have passed, many may reach an end and realise that they never really lived (well, not to the full greatness that they could have).

This theme is also present in the movie Treasure Planet when John Silver says of Jim Hawkins: "You got the makings of greatness in you, but you gotta take the helm and chart your own course! Stick to it, no matter the squalls! And when the time comes, you'll get the chance to really test the cut of your sails and show what you're made of! And... well, I hope I'm there, catching some of the light coming off you that day."

We all have the making of greatness, sometimes we need to be the one charting a course, or at times simply catching a bit of light because sometimes that's the best way to see forward.

I fly with the stars in the skies
I am no longer trying to survive
I believe that life is a prize
But to live doesn't mean you're alive
Don't worry 'bout me and who I fire
I get what I desire, it's my empire
And yes I call the shots, I am the umpire
I sprinkle holy water upon the vampire
In this very moment I'm king
In this very moment I slay Goliath with the sling
In this very moment I bring, put it on everything
I will retire with the ring
And I will retire with the crown, yes
No, I'm not lucky, I'm blessed, yes
Clap for the heavy weight champ, me
But I couldn't do it all alone, we
Young money raised me, threw about and praised me
South side Jamaica, Queens and it's crazy
Cause I'm still hood, Hollywood couldn't change me
Shout out to my haters, sorry
That you couldn't phase me
Ain't being cocky, we just being sophisticated
Best believe that what we done this moment
Will by syndicated, I don't know
This night just remind me of
Everything they deprived me of
Put your drinks up
It's a celebration every time we link up
We done did everything they could think of
Greatness is what we on the brink of

Wish that I could have this moment
For life, for life, for life
Cause in this moment I just feel so
Alive, alive, alive

Wish that I could have this moment
For life, for life, for life
Cause in this moment I just feel so
Alive, alive, alive

When I tell them hoes bow, bow, bow to me
Drop down to your knees
Young Money, the mafia, that's what the world sees
I'm in a Dominican, they call me Ortiz
Throwing talk at all these pregnant bitches
Just aiming at 'em to please
Shout out to the C.O, 500 degrees
Shout out to the Homie though we on separate teams
Niggas wanna be friends, I could waste the denim
It was supposed to be all year
We didn't get the memo
A young king, pay me in gold
Forty got a bunch of weed, he ain't even rolled
These niggas be dropping sounds
They ain't even cold
Wheezy on top and that nigga ain't even home
Yet, yeah, be very afraid
These other rappers getting bodied & carried away
Fuck it, me and Nicki may get married today
And all the bitches that be
Hating can catch the bouquet
Ooh, yeah, you a star in my eyes
You and all them white girls, party of five
Are we drinking a little more alcohol, you decide
I can't believe we really made it
I'm partly surprised
I swear, damn, this one for the books
Man, I swear this shit as fun as it looks, man
I'm really trying to make it more than what it is
Cause everybody dies but not everybody lives

Wish that I could have this moment
For life, for life, for life
Cause in this moment I just feel so
Alive, alive, alive

Wish that I could have this moment
For life, for life, for life
Cause in this moment I just feel so
Alive, alive, alive

This is my moment
I waited all my
Life, I can tell it's time
Drifting away, I'm
One with the sunsets
I have become alive

Wish that I could have this moment
For life, for life, for life
Cause in this moment I just feel so
Alive, alive, alive

Wish that I could have this moment
For life, for life, for life
Cause in this moment I just feel so
Alive, alive, alive

There's only one way to truly feel alive... that's simply to live.

Bob

2012-01-24T20:46:00.000-08:00

You just can't beat Weird Al, the guy is quite simply a genius.

Bob is Weird Al's parody of the Bob Dylan track "Subterranean Homesick Blues". It is quite simply a song that's started with the palindrome "Bob" and the entire song can be read line for line backwards. Only Weird Al could come up with something that seems so random yet really does fit the whole theme that has been Bob's career to date.

I, man, am regal a German am I
Never odd or even
If I had a hi-fi
Madam, I'm Adam
Too hot to hoot
No lemons, no melon
Too bad I hid a boot
Lisa Bonet ate no basil
Warsaw was raw
Was it a car or a cat I saw?

Rise to vote, sir
Do geese see God?
"Do nine men interpret?" "Nine men," I nod
Rats live on no evil star
Won't lovers revolt now?
Race fast, safe car
Pa's a sap
Ma is as selfless as I am
May a moody baby doom a yam?

Ah Satan sees Natasha
No devil lived on
Lonely Tylenol
Not a banana baton
No "x" in "Nixon"
O, stone, be not so
O Geronimo, no minor ego
"Naomi", I moan
"A Toyota's a Toyota"
A dog, a panic in a pagoda

Oh, no! Don Ho!
Nurse, I spy gypsies -- run!
Senile felines
Now I see bees I won
UFO tofu
We panic in a pew
Oozy rat in a sanitary zoo
God! A red nugget! A fat egg under a dog!
Go hang a salami, I'm a lasagna hog

I've never had UFO tofu... should I try it sometime? But no matter what, A Toyota's a Toyota.

Sweet Child of Mine

2012-01-23T20:24:00.000-08:00

Originally a Guns 'n Roses track, I have to confess that while panned by man I prefer the Sheryl Crow cover of "Sweet Child of Mine". Not to mention I just love her hair.

Essentially nothing more than a poem set to a tuning riff, but possibly the 'Roses greatest hit. Funny how the simplest things often have the greatest impact.

Originally written for Axl's girlfriend, Sheryl's version was used in the movie "Big Daddy". Possibly another reason I prefer her version as it does seem to change meaning. Ultimately I just loved the way in the movie the grown up has to grow up a bit to better look after the little kid, but without having to lose any childhood charm

She's got a smile that it seems to me
Reminds me of childhood memories
Where everything
Was as fresh as the bright blue sky
Now and then when I see her face
she takes me away to that special place
And if I stare too long
I'd probably break down and cry

woah oh oh
Sweet child o' mine
woah oh oh oh
Sweet love of mine

(short guitar solo)

She's got eyes of the bluest skies
As if they thought of rain
I hate to look into those eyes
And see an ounce of pain
Her hair reminds me of a warm safe place
Where as a child I'd hide
And pray for the thunder
And the rain
To quietly pass me by

woah oh oh
Sweet child o' mine
woah oh oh oh
Sweet love of mine

(short guitar solo)

woah oh oh oh
Sweet child o' mine
woah oh oh
Sweet love of mine

woah oh oh oh
Sweet child o' mine
woah oh oh
Sweet love of mine

(guitar solo)

Where do we go
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Where do we go

Where do we go now
Where do we go now
Where do we go
Sweet child o' mine
o Where do we go now
ah ah aiai ai ai
Where do we go now
Where do we go

Where do we go now
Where do we go now
where do we go
where do we go now
now now now now now now now
sweet child
sweet child of mine

Little people remains awesome and continue to remind me of the good childhood memories.

1000 Miles

2012-01-22T20:36:00.000-08:00

I'm still a sucker for anything that's rocked out on a piano. It's easily the greatest of all instruments, well, at least I think so.

"1,000 Miles" by Vanessa Carlton has to be one of those that really sticks with you for a while. Just how far would you go to find someone that's been lost?

How far would I be willing to go? Well, every journey starts with a single step, after that who's really counting. As long as you eventually get there. I'm still not so sure that time heals, but perhaps it is each step of those thousand miles that really does the job.

Alternatively you can always try the Vanilla Sky cover of this song. As an Italian band their pronunciation is terrible, but you still get the song.

Making my way downtown
I'm walking fast
Faces passed
And I'm home bound

Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd

And I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight

It's always times like these
When I think of you
And I wonder
If you ever
Think of me

'Cause everything's so wrong
And I don't belong
Living in your
Precious memories

'Cause I need you
And I miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
Tonight

And I, I
Don't want to let you know
I, I
Drown in your memory
I, I
Don't want to let this go
I, I
Don't....

Making my way downtown
Walking fast
Faces passed
And I'm home bound

Staring blankly ahead
Just making my way
Making a way
Through the crowd

I still need you
I still miss you
And now I wonder....

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass us by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you...

If I could fall
Into the sky
Do you think time
Would pass me by
'Cause you know I'd walk
A thousand miles
If I could
Just see you
If I could
Just hold you
Toniiiiiight!!

Do memories fade as time passes by? Do we at times forget to take the next step in fear of getting further from our starting point?

Schnaps

2012-01-19T20:26:00.000-08:00

Today is Beerday... finally!!

So as a tribute I'm going to a real drinking song. "Schnaps" by Onkel Tom Angelripper has to be considered a classic.

While sung in German, the idea is easily translated. Very loosely translated, the character calls out for a schnapps just before he passes away. Ultimately, "Schnapps was his last word before the angels came to take him away". Hey, if you're gonna go, you might as well do it on your own terms and have drink on the way out.

Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.
Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.

Und so kam er in den Himmel, man hat ihm nichts serviert,
gegen diese Art Behandlung hat der Lümmel protestiert.

Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.
Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.

Und so kam er in die Hölle, und sein Durst der wurd’ zur Qual
aber außer heißem Schwefel gab es nichts in dem Lokal.

Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.
Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.

Und so irrt er durch das Weltall, voller Tränen im Gesicht,
denn da wimmelt’s von Raketen, aber Kneipen gibt es nicht.

Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.
Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.

Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.
Schnaps, das war sein letztes Wort, dann trugen ihn die Englein fort.

I wonder if my last words might be "Grouse!!". Who knows... wonder if anyone would ever write a song about it?

Drive

2012-01-18T20:49:00.000-08:00

Ever find at times that it is fear that causes you to react rather than simply act as you should? Ever think that it's fear that causes us to just join in and let the world take control of where we go, what we do, what we ultimately become?

"Drive" by Incubus tells of how it's about time you take control of things yourself. Ultimately you need to break away from the collective and take your own direction. After all, if life is a journey and not a destination, then surely you're wanting to take the long way home?

Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear
And I can't help but ask myself how much I let the fear
Take the wheel and steer
It's driven me before
And it seems to have a vague, haunting mass appeal
But lately I'm beginning to find that I
Should be the one behind the wheel

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there

So if I decide to waiver my chance to be one of the hive
Will I choose water over wine and hold my own and drive?
It's driven me before
And it seems to be the way that everyone else gets around
But lately I'm beginning to find that
When I drive myself my light is found

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there

Would you choose water over wine
Hold the wheel and drive

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
With open arms and open eyes yeah

Whatever tomorrow brings, I'll be there
I'll be there

What ever tomorrow brings, I'll take it on, and embrace it for it is my tomorrow.

I'm With You

2012-01-17T20:36:00.000-08:00

Today's song is a somber track. It pretty much summed up a part of my life where I found myself often kind of replicating the music video - walking in the dark, cold and rain. Trying to make sense of a good many things (for the record, never got that right). I guess all I really wanted was someone to offer a hand, offer a little direction.

"I'm With You" by Avril Lavigne is one of waiting and wondering. Perhaps broken promises or eternal hope, the chill of being alone or the uneasiness of silence.

I'm standing on a bridge
I'm waiting in the dark
I thought that you'd be here by now
There's nothing but the rain
No footsteps on the ground
I'm listening but there's no sound

Isn't anyone tryin to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

I'm looking for a place
I'm searching for a face
Is anybody here I know
'Cause nothing's going right
And everything's a mess
And no one likes to be alone

Isn't anyone trying to find me?
Won't somebody come take me home
It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

Oh why is everything so confusing
Maybe I'm just out of my mind
Yea yea yea

It's a damn cold night
Trying to figure out this life
Won't you take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you

Take me by the hand
Take me somewhere new
I don't know who you are
But I... I'm with you
I'm with you
I'm with you...

I'm not nearly as lost as I once was, but guess I'm now looking for the adventure. Someone to just reach out and say, "Let's go..."

Bohemian Rhapsody

2012-01-16T20:50:00.000-08:00

Well, wearing my Animal t-shirt and a mate sends me a link to Bohemian Rhapsody. I couldn't really think of anything better for today than, "Bohemian Rhapsody" but done by the Muppets.

Everybody knows the Queen Version but as always, the Muppets just make me happy. A much happier version too mind you not to mention that this includes the greatest drummer ever! ;)

The Muppets like Sesame Street really should be every child's right!

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy (Poor boy)
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows
Doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama?
Yeah, Mamma (gasp)
Mamma, Mamma, Mamma!
Hahah
Mamma, Mamma, Mamma,
Mamma, Mamma, Mamma,
Mamma, Yeah!
Mamma, Yohoo
Mamma, Yuhoo,
Mamma, Mamma,
Mamma, Mamma,
Dadda? Dadda!

I see a little silhouetto of a clam
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Mimmimo) Galileo (Mimmimo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro
Mamamo-o-o-o-o
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity, nam nam

Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Na! Na, Na na na na
Let me throw
Nam nam! We will not let you throw
Let me blow
Nam nam! We will not let you blow
Let me joke (Do not like your jokes)
Let me joke (Do not like your jokes)
Let me joke, ha ha ha
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Vernehy, vernhey) Mama Mia, let me go
Does anyone know if there is a part for me, for me, for me!

So they tell us this video's going to fly
All I know is we're not getting paid tonight
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

[Guitar Solo]
(Oooh yeah, Oooh yeah)

Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters (gasp) but moa

Any way the wind blows!

Haven't seen a clam just yet, but I enjoy the jokes.

Forever Young

2012-01-15T20:39:00.000-08:00

This is a rather haunting track by Alphaville. "Forever Young" probes at that old point of if we're not going to live forever, at least let us enjoy the time we have as best we can.

For the most part I believe this song to have been written facing fears during the cold war. But as with many things this goes a good way to cover those wars we often fight internally. A bomb can be literal or figurative, leaving nothing but chaos and disarray.

Which then really begs the question, if you live forever would you really want to, bomb after bomb? Or would you quite simply opt for a shorter but more innocent, less painful existence?

Let's dance in style, let's dance for a while
Heaven can wait we're only watching the skies
Hoping for the best but expecting the worst
Are you gonna drop the bomb or not?

Let us die young or let us live forever
We don't have the power but we never say never
Sitting in a sandpit, life is a short trip
The music's for the sad man

Can you imagine when this race is won
Turn our golden faces into the sun
Praising our leaders we're getting in tune
The music's played by the, the madman

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, or never

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever young

Some are like water, some are like the heat
Some are a melody and some are the beat
Sooner or later they all will be gone
Why don't they stay young?

It's so hard to get old without a cause
I don't want to perish like a fading rose
Youth like diamonds in the sun
And diamonds are forever

So many adventures couldn't happen today
So many songs we forgot to play
So many dreams are swinging out of the blue
We let 'em come true

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, or never

Forever young, I want to be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?
Forever, or never

Forever young, I wanna be forever young
Do you really want to live forever?

While the bones slowly get a little older and I'm not hoping to live forever, deep down, I'll be forever young.

London Bridge

2012-01-12T20:51:00.000-08:00

Today's song is by a local band that seem to be doing all the right things. The Graeme Watkins Project are a band that really grow on you. While the studio version of "London Bridge" is getting a lot of radio play, it was the acoustic version I heard on The Expresso Show that really caught my attention.

This is another I'm not quite sure I get. From what I can tell it's more a story of a break up that's in the process of happening. I wonder if you really can live 2 very separate lives after a significant relationship?

I am the catalyst pumping my iron fist up to the sky
The stars are falling falling falling to the ground
I really must insist you hike up your new dress
And watch my eyes caress your thighs and then we roll around like this

Because
London bridge is burning down
Everyone from miles around
Dim the lights in china town for me
Stamp your feet upon the ground
Feel the ripples rippling down
From here to cincinnati

You are the catalyst
Thumping your iron fist
Against my chest
I guess i guess that's why i'm always second best
We'll split the earth into half for me half for you
And turn the ocean floor to glass and sit and watch as hours pass

Because
London bridge is burning down
Everyone from miles around
Dim the lights in china town for me
Stamp your feet upon the ground
Feel the ripples rippling down
From here to cincinnati

London bridge is burning down
Everyone from miles around
Dim the lights in china town for me
Stamp your feet upon the ground
Feel the ripples rippling down
From here to cincinnati
From here to cincinnati

Is half of the world really enough?

Two Princes

2012-01-11T21:38:00.000-08:00

Today's song is inspired by a tweet and is another that takes me all the way back to school days. That's a long while back these days.

"Two Princes" by the Spin Doctors was one of those that got so much radio play during the 90's. Surprisingly they are still touring, wonder if they'll be releasing anything in the near future. Will it be as suitable for radio play?

I think this one's a pretty simple one to figure out. Choices, pick one or the other... In this case it would be marriage, but think that the points here are pretty much applicable to most things.

One, two, princes kneel before you
(that's what I said, now)
Princes, Princes who adore you
(Just go ahead, now)
One has diamonds in his pockets
(And that's some bread, now)
This one, said he wants to buy you rockets
(Ain't in his head, now)

This one, he got a princely racket
(That's what I said, now)
Got some big seal upon his jacket
(Ain't in his head, now)
You marry him, your father will condone you
(how bout that, now)
You marry me, your father will disown you
(he'll eat his hat, now)

Marry him or marry me,
I'm the one that loves you baby can't you see?
I ain't got no future or a family tree,
But I know what a prince and lover ought to be,
I know what a prince and lover ought to be....

Said, if you want to call me baby
(Just go ahead, now)
An' if you'd like to tell me maybe
(Just go ahead, now)
An' If you wanna buy me flowers
(Just go ahead, now)
And if you'd like to talk for hours
(Just go ahead, now)

Said, One, two, princes kneel before you
(that's what I said, now)
Princes, Princes who adore you
(Just go ahead, now)
One has diamonds in his pockets
(And that's some bread, now)
This one, he wants to buy you rockets
(Ain't in his head, now)

Marry him or marry me,
I'm the one that loves you baby can't you see?
I ain't got no future or a family tree,
But I know what a prince and lover ought to be,
I know what a prince and lover ought to be....

Said, if you want to call me baby
(Just go ahead, now)
An' if you'd like to tell me maybe
(Just go ahead, now)
If you wanna buy me flowers
(Just go ahead, now)
And if you'd like to talk for hours
(Just go ahead, now)
And if you want to call me baby
(Just go ahead, now)
An' if you'd like to tell me maybe
(Just go ahead, now)
If you'd like buy me flowers
(Just go ahead, now)
And if you'd like to talk for hours
(Just go ahead, now)

If you want to call me baby

(Just go ahead, now)

An' if you'd like to tell me maybe

(Just go ahead, now)

If you wanna buy me flowers

(Just go ahead, now)

And if you'd like to talk for hours

(Just go ahead, now)

ohh baby
(Just go ahead now)
ooh just just go ahead now
ooh your majesty,
(Just go head now)
come on forget the king and marry me
(Just go ahead now)
come on, come on, come on,
(Just go ahead now)
and go ahead now
yeah, just go ahead now
Yeah, If you want to buy me flowers
(Just go ahead now)
yeah just go ahead now baby

Sometimes we just have to make choices, be condoned or disowned mind you.

Trouble

2012-01-10T20:44:00.000-08:00

Here's another terrible blast from the past. As I was going through some older stuff (from the 90's and 80's) I couldn't help but really chuckle at much of the stuff I found. So many one hit wonders, I wonder if that's any different now with radio and record companies being far more aggressive when promoting an artist. Then again, anyone remember Vanilla Ice? He even got his own movie!

Surprisingly, the band Shampoo the band are still going. "Trouble" would seem to have been their big break, but I've not heard much from them since. But it would seem that their sense of humor (they were influenced by those such as the Sex Pistols all the way through to Take that) would be on par with mine.

Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Something's Come Along
And It's Burst Our Bubble
{Yeah, Yeah!} Uh-Oh,
We're In Trouble,
Gotta Get Home Quick
March On The Double!

We've Been Out All Night
And We Havn't Been Home,
We're Walkin' Through The Back Streets
...All Alone! The Party Was Great
Yeah, We Were Really Frilled!
And When We Get In
We're Gonna Get Killed!

Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Something's Come Along
And It's Burst Our Bubble
{Yeah, Yeah!} Uh-Oh,
We're In Trouble,
Gotta Get Home Quick
March On The Double!

We Couldn't Get A Cab,
'Cause We Ain't Got No Money!
We Missed The Last Train
But We Thought....
Don't Worry!
We'd Get The Night Bus
But The Night Bus Never Came!
We're Eight Miles From Home
And It Started To.....

Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Something's Come Along
And It's Burst Our Bubble
{Yeah, Yeah!} Uh-Oh,
We're In Trouble,
Gotta Get Home Quick
March On The Double!

Yeah Yeah, Trouble...

We Tried To Steal A Car
But We Soon Realized,
We Got On The Road
None Of Us Could Drive!
Police Car Came Along
And They Took Us For A Ride,
And When We Get Home
We're Gonna Get, Gonna Get
Gonna Get Fried!

Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Something's Come Along
And It's Burst Our Bubble
{Yeah, Yeah!} Uh-Oh,
We're In Trouble,
Gotta Get Home Quick
March On The Double!

Uh-Oh We're In Trouble,
{Yeah Yeah!} Uh-Oh We're In Trouble....

Uh-Oh We're In Trouble,
Something's Come Along
And It's Burst Our Bubble!
{Yeah Yeah!} Uh-Oh We're In Trouble,
Book Us A Ticket On
The Next Space Shuttle!

Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Something's Come Along
And It's Burst Our Bubble
{Yeah, Yeah!} Uh-Oh,
We're In Trouble,
Gotta Get Home Quick
March On The Double!

Uh-Oh, We're In Trouble,
Something's Come Along
And It's Burst Our Bubble
{Yeah, Yeah!} Uh-Oh,
We're In Trouble,
Gotta Get Home Quick
March On The Double!

Always amusing to be taken back to a time long ago. This takes me all the way back to high school. But no, it wasn't considered good back then either mind you.

Wild Thing

2012-01-09T20:37:00.000-08:00

Oddly enough had a memory of the movie "Major League" this morning and with Charlie Sheen constantly winning I just couldn't pass this one up.

"Wild Thing" by the Troggs has to easily be their biggest hit. It's kinda cheesy, but then again everything from yesteryear seems to be somewhat cheesy.

Every once in a while we really do need to cut loose and go a little while. Suddenly seeing Animal pitching doesn't seem too far off of the mark.

Wild thing...you make my heart sing...
You make everything
Groovy
I said wild thing...
Wild thing, I think I love you
But I wanna know for sure
Come on, hold me tight
I love you
Wild thing...you make my heart sing...
You make everything
Groovy
I said wild thing...
Wild thing, I think you move me
But I wanna know for sure
So come on, hold me tight
You move me

Well... groovy is just a state of mind, right?

Bullet

2012-01-05T21:03:00.000-08:00

This is a much more light hearted track. "Bullet" performed by Jessie James (and co-written with Katy Perry) is a more country pop song than anything else.

It's the line, "Be careful what you start". Rather wise words that, or as a friend of mine would say, "Don't write cheques that you butt can't cash!" Then again, nobody really got anywhere without sticking their neck on the line once in a while or simply starting something for the hell of it.

My mama warned me about boys like you
It's the reason I wear these high heeled boots
And let me give you a little piece of advice
My papa packs heat and he won't think twice
Well, why do you think they call me Jessie James?
Too much trouble, better stay away
Grab your hat, better get gone
But if you stay, you've been warned

I'm a bullet and I'm headed
Straight for your heart {yeah}
Be careful what you start
I'm a bullet and I'm headed
Straight for your heart {yeah}
It's gonna leave a mark
Be careful what you wish for
You get what you see
Is that a gun in your pocket
Or are you just happy to see me?
I'm a bullet and I'm headed
Straight for your heart {yeah}
Be careful what you start

Well, every now and then I make a man break a sweat
Watch him work overtime on my wristbands {yeah}
Cause I'm the kinda girl that you wanna show off
I'll tell 'em, all your friends with a southern drawl {yeah}
Well, why do you think they call me Jessie James?
Sweet as a peach, impossible to tame
Fingers on the trigger and you'll be to blame
Cause if you stay

I'm a bullet and I'm headed
Straight for your heart {yeah}
Be careful what you start
I'm a bullet and I'm headed
Straight for your heart {yeah}
It's gonna leave a mark
Be careful what you wish for
You get what you see
Is that a gun in your pocket
Or are you just happy to see me?
I'm a bullet and I'm headed
Straight for your heart {yeah}
Be careful what you start

Yeah, I'll ride where the wind wants to take me
Leaving lovers in the dust, every city
Cause my heart was like a ghost town baby
And now I met a man that brings me

My mama warned me about boys like you
Its the reason I wear these high heeled boots

I'm a bullet and I'm headed
Straight for your heart {yeah}
Be careful what you start
I'm a bullet and I'm headed
Straight for your heart {yeah}
It's gonna leave a mark

I'm a bullet baby
A bullet baby
Oh, yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a bullet baby
A bullet baby

Is that a gun in your pocket
Or are you just happy to see me?
I'm a bullet and I'm headed
Straight for your heart {yeah}
Be careful what you start

What, me trouble? Nah... I'm pretty sweet, honest.

When You Wish Upon a Star

2012-01-03T21:02:00.000-08:00

Well, finally back at work after a false start yesterday. Seems my car decided that it simply didn't want to make the trip in.

So... HAPPY NEW YEAR all!

I had a great Christmas and New Year making up for a lot of stress leading up to this point. That said, you never really get one without the other it seems. Thanks to my other family for taking me in over this time, it truly was a great time.

I figured I'd start the year off on a cheery note, so today's song is from the Pinocchio sound track, although I do prefer the Gene Simmons version. Proving even the most hard core (or even wannabe's) have a soft spot. Today's song, "When You Wish Upon a Star", sums up much I've come to believe, keep wishing... dreams do come true.

When you wish upon a star
Makes no difference who you are
Anything your heart desires
Will come to you

If your heart is in your dream
No request is too extreme
When you wish upon a star
Like dreamers do

Fate is kind
She brings to those who love
The sweet fulfillment of
Their secret longing

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and pulls you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dream comes true

Like a bolt out of the blue
Fate steps in and pulls you through
When you wish upon a star
Your dreams come true

Keep dreaming, keep wishing... eventually they'll come true.

A Long December

2011-12-20T21:24:00.000-08:00

Well today is my last day in the office until early next year. So... here's to the year, and here's to the next.

In all 2011 has been a long year, after many massive changes in 2010, this has been a year of rebuilding and stabilizing in many ways. So a big thanks to all who have played their part, no matter how big, no matter how small.

While today's song, "A Long December" is a rather melancholic tune from the Counting Crows. But I'll pick it for today because of the hope that it promises. It's amazing how quickly the time passes, day by day... and year by year. But, we hang onto hope because it's all we really have.

A long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember the last thing that you said as you were leaving
Oh the days go by so fast

And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think that I could be forgiven
I wish you would
(Na na na, etc. yeah)

The smell of hospitals in winter
And the feeling that it's all a lot of oysters, but no pearls
All at once you look across a crowded room
To see the way that light attaches to a girl

And it's one more day up in the canyons
And it's one more night in Hollywood
If you think you might come to California
I think you should
(Na na na, etc. yeah)

Drove up to Hillside Manor sometime after 2 a.m.
And talked a little while about the year
I guess the winter makes you laugh a little slower
Makes you talk a little lower about the things you could not show her

And it's been a long December and there's reason to believe
Maybe this year will be better than the last
I can't remember all the times I tried to tell myself
To hold on to these moments as they pass

And it's one more day up in the canyon
And it's one more night in Hollywood
It's been so long since I've seen the ocean
I guess I should
(Na na na, etc. yeah)

I'll be heading off to the coast for a few days over Christmas and simply hope that the year to come was better than the last.

Christmas Eve/Sarajevo 12/24

2011-12-18T20:56:00.000-08:00

I finally got round to putting up my Christmas tree and is customary I have to play some TSO.

Today's song has no words, it's simply the "Carol of the Bells" but played with a bit more soul. The story behind this one is found in both "Dead Winter Dead" and "Christmas Eve and Other Stories".

As the story goes, an old man returns to war-torn Sarajevo, the city of his birth as he feels he needs to be there as things come apart. Then on Christmas eve he climbs to a pile of rubble while the missiles are fired and begins to play.

Sadly as the story tells, in "Dead Winter Dead" the old man is killed by falling missiles, but his song managed to save a couple of young people. Perhaps that is the true meaning of Christmas, to save the world, one at a time.

This story while directly linked to "Dead Winter Dead" comes from "Christmas Eve and Other Stories" where an angel is sent to earth to find the meaning of Christmas. He hears this song as he's flying about, looking for the meaning of Christmas.

As he flew o'er Sarajevo
There were scars upon the land
There were scars upon the people
It was hard to understand

And the deepest scars of all
Which to humans are unseen
But the angel could see clearly
Were the scars upon the dreams

Like Belfast and Burundi
Rwanda, Palestine
The only decorations here
Had been awarded for their crimes

And in gardens where the children played
Now soldiers only trod
And stranger still, he heard some say
That they were killing for their god

Now the angel heard god speak many times
And he had always paid attention
But this killing of ones neighbor
Was something the Lord had never mentioned

But as he neared the earth
Of a recent battleground
From among the ruins
He once more heard the sound

It was a single cello playing
A forgotten Christmas song
And even on that battlefield
The song somehow belonged

And as he flew away
The angel did take note
That where he found this music played
One always could find hope

One can only hope that they would bring cheer and song, even in the most difficult of times.

Let It Snow

2011-12-14T21:00:00.000-08:00

Today's tune comes directly from a little frog. While we're not likely to see snow in these parts, one can hope.

This has been done by many an artist, so today I'll credit Dean Martin because, well I can always remember my grandparents playing his stuff and they were always great fun round Christmas time.

Oh, the weather outside is frightful
But the fire is so delightful
And since we've no place to go
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

It doesn't show signs of stopping
And I brought some corn for popping
The lights are turned way down low
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

When we finally kiss good-night
How I'll hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm

The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing
But as long as you love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

When we finally kiss good-night
How I'll hate going out in the storm
But if you really hold me tight
All the way home I'll be warm

The fire is slowly dying
And, my dear, we're still good-bye-ing
But as long as you love me so
Let it snow, let it snow, let it snow

Sometimes we need a reason so just stay where we are... let it snow I guess.

Christmas Time In Hell

2011-12-13T20:44:00.000-08:00

I've been so busy of late that somehow I've managed to not put up my tree as of yet. Very poor showing, in fairness however I'm going away for Christmas, so won't make too much of a difference from my side.

Today's tune is from the South Park Christmas special. "Christmas Time In Hell" because even Adolf wants a Christmas tree!

Well I'll tell you what..
Maybe we'll have ourselves
a little Christmas, right here..
C'mon everybody, gather 'round!

String up the lights and light up the tree
We're gonna make some revelry..
Spirits are high, so I can tell
It's Christmas time in Hell!
Demons are nicer as you pass them by
There's lots of demon toys to buy
The snow is falling, and all is well
It's Christmas time in Hell!

There goes Jeffrey Dahmer
With a festive Christmas ham..
After he has sex with it
He'll eat up all he can..
And there goes John F Kennedy
Carolling with his son..
Reunited for the holidays
God bless us, everyone!
Everybody has a happy glow
Let's dance in blood, and pretend it's snow..
Even Mao Tse Tung is under the spell
It's Christmas time in Hell!

Satan: Adolf, here's a present for you!
Adolf: Oh? Ein Tannenbaum!
Satan: Yes, Ein Tannenbaum!

God cast me down from heaven's door
To rule in Hell forever-more
But now i'm kinda glad that I fell
'Cos it's Christmas time in Hell!
Here's a rack to hang the stockings on
We still have to shop for Genghis Khan
Michael Landon's hair looks swell
It's Christmas time in Hell!

There's Princess Diana
holding burning mistletoe
Over Poor Gene Siskel's head
Just watch his weenie grow!
For one day we all stop burning
and the flames are not so thick
All the screaming and the torture stops
As we wait for Old St Nick!

So, String up the lights and light up the tree
We're damned for all eternity..
But for just one day, all is well
It's Christmas time in Hell!
Get a toast together and make it quick
We've gotta make room for Andy Dick..
Wake his mother and ring the bell..
It's Christmas time.. [Christmas time x3]
Christmas time.. [Christmas time x3]
It's Christmas time in Hell!
..Merry Christmas, Movie house!

Think I'll confirm if my destination has a tree, then make a plan from there.

Bohemian Rhapsody

2011-12-12T20:43:00.000-08:00

Well I should have a hangover this morning, but guess I'm still waiting for it. That said I'm really just working from a scene in "Waynes World". So ultimately, "How about a little Bohemian Rhapsody gentlemen?"

This has to be one of my favourites from Queen, then again, either you love it or you simply hate good music. That is what I love about Queen and their music.

This is one of those party songs. Played at the start or end of the evening... it simply just works.

Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy (poor boy), I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
little high, little low
Anyway the wind blows, doesn't really matter to me, to me

Mama, just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life had just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooo
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on, as if nothing really matters

It's too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye everybody - I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, ooo - (anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
I sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouche, scaramouche, will you do the fandango?
Thunderbolts and lightning - very very frightening me
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo, Galileo,
Galileo Figaro - magnifico-o-o-o

I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come easy go - will you let me go
It's the LAW! No - we will not let you go - let him go
It's the LAW! We will not let you go - let him go
It's the LAW! We will not let you go - let me go
Will not let you go - let me go (never)
Never let you go - let me go
Never let me go - ooo
No, no, no, no, no, no, no -
Oh mama mia, mama mia, mama mia let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me
for me
for me
for me

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye?
So you think you can love me and leave me to die?
Oh baby - can't do this to me baby
Just gotta get out - just gotta get right outta here

Ooh yeah, ooh yeah
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters, nothing really matters, to me

Anyway the wind blows...

Easy come, easy go... nothing really matters. Well guess that's horribly wrong, thankfully.

Fly To Your Heart

2011-12-11T21:10:00.000-08:00

I've not been that well of late. Think it's a combination of less that ideal lifestyle, too much work and way too little sleep. In any event this last weekend was really a "take time out" thing. Curled up on my couch with my kitties and puppy next to it I flicked through a few movies. With Christmas fast approaching I couldn't help but go through "It's a Wonderful Life" yet again (I love that movie and just can't wait for my "Wizard of Oz" to get here).

The next one to catch my attention was Tinkerbell. Must confess that there something magical about something so small that can help fix things and point you in the right direction. Besides, every Peter Pan needs a Tink'.

Today's song "Fly To Your Heart" surprised me by being by Selena Gomez. She sure does seem to have gotten about. Ultimately I just loved the movie. So horribly predictable, but yet another example of finding what you truly are and where it is that you belong.

Watch all the flowers
Dance with the wind
Listen to snowflakes
Whisper your name
Feel all the wonder
Lifting your dreams
You can fly

Fly to who you are
Climb upon your star
If you believe you'll find
Your wings
Fly
To your heart

Touch every rainbow
Painting the sky
Look at the magic
Glide through your life
A sprinkle of pixie dust
Circles the night you can fly

Fly to who you are
Climb upon your star
If you believe you'll find
Your wings
Fly

Everywhere you go
Your soul will find a home
You'll be free to spread
Your wings
Fly

You can fly
To your heart
(Fly, fly)

Rise to the heights of all
You can be
(Fly, fly)

Soar on the hope of
Marvelous things

Fly to who you are
Climb upon your star
If you believe you'll find
Your wings
Fly

Everywhere you go
Your soul will find a home
You'll be free to spread
Your wings
Fly

You can Flyyyyy
To your heart

I'll keep scanning the skies, but who knows perhaps someday I might just hear a jingle at the window.

Rudolph The Red Nosed Reindeer

2011-12-08T21:15:00.000-08:00

I've not posted for a few days as it's been rather busy. But with Christmas just around the corner, it's time to add in some truly Christmas songs.

Some have dubbed me "Mr Christmas" and not without fair cause, I regularly play Santa at the parties, count down the sleeps, and even have a Robbie Reindeer that I made at the Build-a-Bear factory. Then again, it could be because I sign all my things of with a "Reindeer".

Today's version of "Rudolph the Red Nosed Reindeer" has a little more added by Jack Johnson. Never assume that because someone can help you that they should. After the abuse why would Rudolph want to help them?

Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
had a very shiny nose
and if you ever saw it
you would even say it glows
all of the other reindeer
used to laugh and call him names
they never let poor Rudolph
join in any reindeer games

then one foggy Christmas eve
Santa came to say:
"Rudolph with your nose so bright
won't you guide my sleigh tonight?"
then how the reindeer loved him
as they shouted out with glee (yippee)
"Rudolph, the red-nosed reindeer
you'll go down in history."

Well Rudolph he didn't go for that
he said "I see through your silly games"
How could you look me in the face
when only yesterday you called me names?
Well all of the other reindeers man,
well they sure did feel ashamed,
"Rudolph you know we're sorry,
we're truly gonna try to change"

Ultimately he does as we know... because everyone once in a while someone has to save Christmas, no matter how difficult that may be.

Promises To Keep

2011-12-05T20:38:00.000-08:00

Yeah, adding a few I've added before, but that's the beauty of any play list, you can simply hit replay.

Yesterday was a very long day... longer than I can remember. But somehow no matter how dark the night, morning always comes and our journey begins anew. There are many things I have to do, but for now they can wait.

Today's tune, "Promises to Keep" by the Trans-Siberian Orchestra remains as a reminder that while we all have a promise to keep, that once in a while others have theirs too.

Somehow I'll remember that no matter the situation that Christmas remains a day where anything can be redeemed.

Christmas time
On a cold December morning
All is calm
And the world is still asleep
Christmas lights
That have been caught without warning
Gently glitter on
Stars to wish upon
All the world is at peace

Christmas time and the year will soon be leaving
Cloaked in time till it's just a memory
Christmas stays if we don't forget its meaning
Days go quickly by
Years they multiply
And we go searching for thee

And the dream is still alive
From that first December morning
And it always will survive
As long as we can see
That the dreams we find in life
Are the dreams we tend to seek
And Christmas has its promises to keep

Christmas time
And the moments just beginning
From last night
When we'd wished upon a star

If our kindness
This day is just pretending
If we pretend long enough
Never giving up
It just might be who we are

AND SO IT'S GOOD THAT WE REMEMBER
JUST AS SOON AS WE'VE DISCOVERED
THAT THE THINGS WE DO IN LIFE
WILL ALWAYS END UP TOUCHING OTHERS

SO FROM A FADING NEON STAR
SOMEWHERE SHINING IN THE NIGHT
WE FIND A FATHER FAR AWAY
NOW REFLECTING IN ITS LIGHT

JCB Song

2011-12-04T20:50:00.000-08:00

It's been 5 years since dad left us... The world seems so very different now. But rather than be sad for what is gone, I choose to be happy for what was. As Yoda would say, "Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those who transform into the Force". Oddly enough, it's something my dad used to say, but not in Yoda's voice mind you. :)

Today's song, "JCB Song" by Nizlopi puts a lot of nonsense together but rather explains a lot of my childhood. Actually much for both of my brothers and I. This was the song that we played at dads funeral along with Queen's "You're My Best Friend".

This makes me smile, it makes me sad... But it reminds me of the good times.

Well i'm rumbling in this JCB,
I'm 5 years old and my dad's a giant,
Sitting beside me,
And the engine rattles my bum like bazzerk,
While we're singing,
Don't forget your shovel if you want to go to work.
And my dad's probably had a bloody hard day,
But he's been good fun and bubblin and joking away,
And the procession of cars stuck behind,
Are getting all impatient and angry but we don't mind.

And we're holding up the bypass,
Oh-oh,
We and my dad havin' a top laugh
Oh-oh-oh,
And i'm sitting on the tool box,
Oh-oh,
And i'm so glad i'm not in school boss,
So glad i'm not in school,
Oh no-oo.

And we pull over to let cars past,
And pull off again speeding by this summer green grass,
And we're like giants up here in our big yellow digger,
Like zoids or transformers or maybe even bigger,
I wanna transform into a Tyrannosaurus Rex,
And eat up all the bullies and the teachers and their pets,
And i'll tell all my mates,
My dad's B.A.Baracus,
Only with a JCB, and Bruce Lee's numchuckers...

And we're holding up the bypass,
Oh-oh,
me and my dad having a top laugh,
Oh-oh-oh,
And i'm sitting on the tool box,
Oh-oh,
And i'm so glad i'm not in school boss,
So glad i'm not in school,
Oh no.

And we're holding up the bypass,
Oh-oh,
me and my dad having a top laugh,
Oh-oh-oh,
And i'm sitting on the tool box,
Oh-oh,
And i'm so glad i'm not in school boss,
So glad i'm not in school,
Oh no.

Said i'm Luke i'm 5 and my dad's Bruce Lee,
Drives me around in his JCB,
I'm Luke i'm 5 and my dad's Bruce Lee,
Drives me around in his JCB,
i'm Luke i'm 5 and my dad's Bruce Lee,
Drives me around in his JCB,
i'm Luke i'm 5 and my dad's Bruce Lee,
Drives me around-

And we're holding up the bypass,
Oh-oh,
Me and my dad having a top laugh,
Oh-oh-oh,
And i'm sitting on the toolbox,
Oh-oh,
And i'm so glad i'm not in school boss,
So glad i'm not in school,
Oh no.

Said i'm Luke i'm 5 and my dad's Bruce Lee,
Drives me around in his JCB,
I'm Luke i'm 5 and my dad's Bruce Lee,
Drives me around in his JCB,
i'm Luke i'm 5 and my dad's Bruce Lee,
Drives me around in his JCB,
i'm Luke i'm 5 and my dad's Bruce Lee,
Drives me around in his JCB.

As with this blog, all of life's moments should have a backing track.

To Where You Are

2011-12-02T02:17:00.000-08:00

I've been thinking a lot about my dad lately. On Monday he will have been gone for five years already, I can't believe how quickly the time has past, I can't believe that it's been that long.

I've added this one before, but going to include it once again. "To Where You Are" by Josh Groban simply wonders, where are you now. How near, how far... but never gone.

Who can say for certain
Maybe you're still here
I feel you all around me
Your memory, so clear

Deep in the stillness
I can hear you speak
You're still an inspiration
Can it be (?)
That you are mine
Forever love
And you are watching over me from up above

Fly me up to where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile to know you're there
A breath away not far
To where you are

Are you gently sleeping
Here inside my dream
And isn't faith believing
All power can't be seen

As my heart holds you
Just one beat away
I cherish all you gave me everyday
'Cause you are my
Forever love
Watching me from up above

And I believe
That angels breathe
And that love will live on and never leave

Fly me up
To where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile
To know you're there
A breath away not far
To where you are

I know you're there
A breath away not far
To where you are

In the dark I still see the stars and know that someone is looking down on me.

Furry Happy Monsters

2011-11-30T02:20:00.000-08:00

Feeling downright rubbish today. Woke up feeling rather green, think it's just a bug doing it's rounds. Oh well... will survive no doubt.

So as I'm simply reloading one that makes me happy. How can anyone not enjoy the Muppets? Today we can be "Furry Happy Monsters".

Ha Ha Ha Ha
Furry happy monsters laughing (oh, that’s great!) (ha ha ha ha)
Monsters having fun,
Happy, happy
See them jump and run.
Happy, happy
laughing all the while
Cheerful cheerful
Flashing a big smile
That’s a perfect sign
That they’re feeling fine

Furry happy monsters feeling glad
Furry happy monsters feeling glad
Furry happy monsters laughing

Something has gone wrong, (what are we gonna do?)
Sighing, sighing.
Faces have turned long, ( I am so sad!)
Crying, crying.
Hear them sob and whine, (oh oh oh)
Tearful, tearful.
That’s a real good sign,
That they’re feeling glum.
Sad, sad times have come.

Furry sobbing monsters feeling sad.
Furry sobbing monsters feeling sad. (oh so it’s sad)
Furry sobbing monsters crying.

Come on monsters, you don’t have to cry, (we don’t)
we can be happy! (all righ!t) (yeah!)

Furry happy monsters feeling glad.
Furry happy monsters feeling glad.
Furry happy monsters laughing.

Furry sobbing monsters feeling sad.
Furry sobbing monsters feeling sad.
Furry sobbing monsters crying.

Furry happy monsters feeling glad.
Furry happy monsters feeling glad.
Furry happy monsters laughing.

Monsters, Happy, Monsters
Monsters, Happy, Monsters
Monsters, Happy, Monsters
Monsters, Happy, Monsters

I can be happy!! :)

Every Rose Has Its Thorn

2011-11-28T20:56:00.000-08:00

Everyone knows that I'm a sucker for cheesy music. So lets take a trip back to the 80's and the hair-metal bands. This is about as cheesy as can be.

"Every Rose Has Its Thorn" by Poison is one of those that everyone has heard at some point. While an obvious "she got away" kind of song it also makes the point that be careful what you reach for, it could come back to harm you.

We both lie silently still
in the dead of the night
Although we both lie close together
We feel miles apart inside

Was it something I said or something I did
Did my words not come out right
Though I tried not to hurt you
Though I tried
But I guess that's why they say

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Yeah it does

I listen to her favourite song
playing on the radio
Hear the DJ say love's a game of easy come and easy go
But I wonder does he know
Has he ever felt like this
And I know that you'd be here right now
If I could let you know somehow
I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Though it's been a while now
I can still feel so much pain
Like a knife that cuts you the wound heals
but the scar, that scar will remain

I know I could saved a love that night
If I'd known what to say
Instead of makin' love
We both made our separate ways

and now I hear you found somebody new
and that I never meant that much to you
To hear that tears me up inside
And to see you cuts me like a knife
I guess

Every rose has its thorn
Just like every night has its dawn
Just like every cowboy sings his sad, sad song
Every rose has its thorn

Even the softest and most beautiful of things seem to have that which can hurt us. But yeah, it's about as cheesy as you get.

Fly

2011-11-28T06:24:00.000-08:00

Ah radio play, sometimes you come to the rescue.

Today's song, "Fly" by Nicki Minaj and featuring Rihanna is a track that I rather enjoy even though it's about as far from my usual scene as can be.

I guess it's the chorus that I find inspirational. I've lived by the motto that failure simply isn't an option. Sure sometimes you lose, and sometimes you win... but as long as you put in the fight you've hardly failed. I think this might just be the anti Jessie Clegg intro when he questions why he came at all.

I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise
to fly
to fly

I wish today it will rain all day
maybe that will kinda make the pain go away
trying to forgive you for abandoning me
praying but I think I'm still an angel away
angel away, yeah strange in a way
maybe that is why I chase strangers away
they got their guns out aiming at me
but I become near when they aiming at me
me, me, me against them
me against enemies, me against friends
somehow they both seem to become one
A sea full of sharks and they all see blood
they start coming and I start rising
must be surprising, I'm just summising
win, thrive, soar, higher, higher, higher
more fire

I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise
to fly
to fly

Everybody wanna try to box me in
suffocating everytime it locks me in
paint they own pictures than they crop me in
but I will remain where the top begins
cause I am not a word, I am not a line
I am not a girl that can every be defined
I am not fly, I am levitation
I represent an entire generation
I hear the criticism loud and clear
that is how I know that the time is near
so we become alive in a time of fear
and I aint got no muthafucking time to spare
cry my eyes out for days upon days
such a heavy burden placed upon me
but when you go hard your nay's become yay's
Yankee Stadium with Jay's and Kanye's

I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise
to fly
to fly

Get ready for it
get ready for it
get ready for it
I came to win
get ready for it
get ready for it
I came to win

I came to win, to fight, to conquer, to thrive
I came to win, to survive, to prosper, to rise
to fly
to fly

So when we sit back and wonder why it is that we are where we are... it's quite simply to fly.

Closing Time

2011-11-24T20:49:00.000-08:00

The band Semisonic don't really seem to have made number 1 hits a regular occurrence but remain consistent over the years. I expect that this might have been their greatest hit. But I guess all we really need is that one song.

Today's tune is Beerday inspired. While rather sombre in tune as it would always be when last round is called, it is the last line that really strikes a chord. Things can only ever really start because something else came to an end. I guess that's the point, reaching closing time what you do after that, well is entirely up to you.

Closing time
Open all the doors and let you out into the world
Closing time
Turn all of the lights on over every boy and every
girl
Closing time
One last call for alcohol so finish your whiskey or
beer
Closing time
You don't have to go home but you can't stay here

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

Closing time
Time for you to go out to the places you will be from
Closing time
This room won't be open till your brothers or your
sisters come
So gather up your jackets, move it to the exits
I hope you have found a friend
Closing time
Every new beginning comes from some other
beginning's end

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

Closing time
Time for you to go out to the places you will be from

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
I know who I want to take me home
Take me home

Closing time
Every new beginning comes from some other
beginning's end

Today only get's to begin because yesterday came to an end.

Heavy in your Arms

2011-11-23T21:01:00.000-08:00

Today's track comes from a completely random band. Florence and the Machine have been around for quite a while, but it seems that finally MTV, Radio and mainstream are coming to the party promoting this kind of music.

Oddly enough this song makes takes me back some time. Back to the early 2000's when my uncle, aunt and I went up Table Mountain to scatter ashes of those that had been lost over the years. It was then that I realised just how heavy something so small can weigh you down.

Are any of us really that strong, to carry both our own heart and another... or do we often end up having to pick one over another? Which are we more likely to pick? Either way, it's a heavy burden to carry.

I was a heavy heart to carry
My beloved was weighed down
My arms around his neck
My fingers laced to crown.

I was a heavy heart to carry
My feet dragged across ground
And he took me to the river
Where he slowly let me drown

My love has concrete feet
My love's an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles
Over the waterfall

I'm so heavy, heavy
Heavy in your arms
I'm so heavy, heavy
Heavy in your arms

And is it worth the wait
All this killing time?
Are you strong enough to stand
Protecting both your heart and mine?

Who is the betrayer?
Who's the killer in the crowd?
The one who creeps in corridors
And doesn't make a sound

My love has concrete feet
My love's an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles
Over the waterfall

My love has concrete feet
My love's an iron ball
Wrapped around your ankles
Over the waterfall

I'm so heavy, heavy
Heavy in your arms
I'm so heavy, heavy
So heavy in your arms

This will be my last confession
I love you never felt like any blessing
(Ohhhh)
Whispering like it's a secret
Only to condemn the one who hears it
With a heavy heart

Heavy heavy i'm so heavy in your arms
(i'm so) Heavy heavy i'm so heavy in your arms
(i'm so) Heavy heavy i'm so heavy in your arms
(i'm so) Heavy heavy i'm so heavy in your arms

I was a heavy heart to carry
my beloved was weighed down
My arms around his neck
My fingers laced to crown

I was a heavy heart to carry
But he never let me down
When he had me in his arms
My feet never touched the ground

I'm so heavy, heavy in your arms.

Heavy, i'm so heavy in your arms.

Sometimes it's the smallest things that weigh us down the most, that's usually when we have to just make sure you keep carrying on.

I Miss You

2011-11-21T21:32:00.000-08:00

Christmas if fast approaching. For anyone that might not know I simply am Christmas's biggest fan. It's not about anything other than simply latching onto a the feelgood atmosphere of the season.

"I Miss You" by Blink 182 makes a lot of references to A Nightmare Before Christmas one of the best Christmas movies of all time. I love it because it just reminds me of of everything that is my childhood.

I this tune I think the one being missed more than anything is the child that once was. But... the joy is no matter what I can still be Jack, we'll have Halloween on Christmas. Real question is where is Sally?

(I miss you, I miss you)
Hello there, the angel from my nightmare
The shadow in the background of the morgue
The unsuspecting victim of darkness in the valley
We can live like Jack and Sally if we want
Where you can always find me
We'll have Halloween on Christmas
And in the night we'll wish this never ends
We'll wish this never ends

(I miss you, I miss you)
(I miss you, I miss you)

Where are you and I'm so sorry
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight
I need somebody and always
This sick strange darkness
Comes creeping on so haunting every time
And as I stared I counted
Webs from all the spiders
Catching things and eating their insides
Like indecision to call you
and hear your voice of treason
Will you come home and stop this pain tonight
Stop this pain tonight

Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)
Don't waste your time on me you're already
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)
The voice inside my head (I miss you, I miss you)

(I miss you, I miss you)
(I miss you, I miss you)
(I miss you, I miss you)
(I miss you, I miss you)

If there ever was a Pumpkin King, I guess that I would be it...

Still Standing

2011-11-20T20:41:00.000-08:00

Yet another great band to come from Scandinavia, The Rasmus seem to yet another polished act from this never ending source.

"Still Standing" is a rather dramatic turn for a band that usually lean towards the heavier sound. While there are many interpretations (as there so often are) this one really signifies loss and trying to take something back. To once again take a stand, be counted no matter what the barrage may be. There are things we simply can't avoid, but with clear conscience we can simply stand.

I wish you here tonight with me to see the northern lights
I wish you were here tonight with me
I wish I could have you by my side tonight when the sky is burning
I wish I could have you by my side

Cause I've been down and I've been crawling
Won't back down no more

Can't you stop the lies, falling from the skies
Down on me, I'm still standing
Can't you roll the dice, I might be surprised
Conscience clear, I'm still standing here

burns like a thousand stars, though you are light years away
burns like a thousand stars or more

you're up there, you're always with me
smiling down on me

can't you stop the lies, falling from the skies
down on me, I'm still standing
can't you roll the dice, I might be surprised
conscience clear, I'm still standing here

It's something sacred, something so beautiful
something quiet to ease my mind
when the pressure's taking me over and over

cause I've been down and I've been crawling
pushed around and always falling
you're up there, you're always with me
smiling down on me

can't you stop the lies, falling from the skies
down on me, I'm still standing
can't you roll the dice, I might be surprised
conscience clear, I'm still standing here
can't you stop the lies, falling from the skies
down on me, I'm still standing here
can't you roll the dice, I might be surprised
conscience clear, I'm still standing here

It's been a while since I've just stared up to the stars, they do a fantastic job of just looking over me. I think that I might just do this evening.

Mr Sandman

2011-11-17T20:46:00.000-08:00

Well once again I simply can't seem to find a decent nights sleep. Which brings me back to today's tune, "Mr Sandman". Think I might have to visit the pharmacy a little later in search of some sleeping sand.

Performed by Blind Guardian this one starts off rather mellow and ends up a a real rocking track. Much like many of their covers mind you.

(bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum)

Mister Sandman, bring me a dream.
Make her the cutest that I've ever seen.
Give her two lips like roses in clover.
Then tell her that her lonesome nights are over.

Sandman, I'm so alone.
Don't have nobody to call my own.
Please turn on your magic beam.
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream.

(bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum, bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum)

Mister Sandman, bring me a dream.
Make her the cutest that I've ever seen.
Give her the word that I'm not a rover
And tell her that her lonesome nights are over.

Sandman, I'm so alone.
Don't have nobody to call my own.
Please turn on your magic beam.
Mister Sandman, bring me a dream.

(bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum, bum, bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum bum)

Mister Sandman, bring us a dream.
Give her a pair of eyes with a come-hither gleam
Give her a lonely heart like Pagliacci
And lots of wavy hair like Liberace

Mister Sandman, someone to hold.
Would be so peachy before we're too old.
So please turn on your magic beam.
Mister Sandman, bring us,
Please, please, please,
Mister Sandman, bring us a dream.

Mister Sandman, seriously, just a dream... I might just finally get some rest.

Daydream Believer

2011-11-16T20:48:00.000-08:00

Ah... looking for happy cheery songs and suddenly I'm a "Daydream Believer". Today's song is a old classic that for some reason leaves me thinking of my dad.

So here's to The Monkees a classic rock and roll band. Don't really make them like that anymore. But for a cheery throw back, today's song is "Daydream Believer".

Oh, I could hide 'neath the wings
Of the bluebird as she sings.
The six o'clock alarm would never ring,
But six rings and I rise;
Wipe the sleep out of my eyes.
My shavin' razor's cold and it stings.

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen?

You once thought of me
As a white knight on his steed.
Now you know how happy I can be.
Oh, and our good times start and end
Without dollar one to spend,
But how much, baby, do we really need?

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen?

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen?

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen?

Cheer up, Sleepy Jean.
Oh, what can it mean
To a daydream believer
And a homecoming queen?

Ultimately we all need to cheer up... no matter the reason.

99 Red Balloons

2011-11-15T21:23:00.000-08:00

Music has always been one of the most successful devices in overcoming many an obstacle. Protest of all sorts are often accompanied by song.

"99 Red Balloons" is one such song. While a very loose translation of the German original "99 Luftbaoons" by Nena you can't help but feel the sadness in the song. Much like the Dead Winter Dead album you're left but nothing but the ashes when conflict ensues.

You and I in a little toy shop
Buy a bag of balloons with the money we've got
Set them free at the break of dawn
Til one by one, they were gone
Back at base bugs in the software
Flash the message, something's out there
Floating in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by

99 red balloons
Floating in the summer sky
Panic bells it's red alert
There's something here from somewhere else
The war machine springs to life
Opens up one eager eye
Focusing it on the sky as 99 red balloons go by

99 Decision street
99 ministers meet
To worry, worry, super scurry
Call the troops out in a hurry
This is what we've waited for
This is it boys, this is war
The president is on the line
As 99 red balloons go by

99 knights of the air
Ride super high tech jet fighters
Everyone's a super hero Everyone's a Captain Kirk
With orders to identify
To clarify, and classify
Scramble in the summer sky
99 red balloons go by Wooo-hoo! Wooo-hoo! Woooo-hooo! Wooooo-hooo!
99 red balloons go by

99 dreams I have had In every one a red balloon
It's all over and I'm standing pretty
In this dust that was a city
If I could find a souvenir
Just to prove the world was here
And here is a red balloon
I think of you, and let it go

I wonder just how many dreams have stood in the same spot we find ourselves. How many simply drifted away?

Pure Morning

2011-11-14T20:30:00.000-08:00

Perfect sunrise, watched the sun shimmering off of the ocean. A pure morning.

So with that in mind the best title for today's track is simply "Pure Morning" which is a track from the late '90s by Placebo. While another rather deep track from this band, I like the simplicity of it.

To a pure morning, may it be shared with friends those in need... and any of the others too.

A friend in need's a friend indeed,
A friend with weed is better,
A friend with breasts and all the rest,
A friend who's dressed in leather,

A friend in need's a friend indeed,
A friend who'll tease is better ,
Our thoughts compress,
Which makes us blessed,
And makes for stormy weather,

A friend in need's a friend indeed,
My Japanese is better,
And when she's pressed, she will undress,
And then she's boxing clever,

A friend in need's a friend indeed,
A friend who bleeds is better,
My friend confessed she passed the test,
And we will never sever,

Day's dawning, skins crawling [repeat three more times]
Pure morning, [repeat this three more times]

A friend in need's a friend indeed,
A friend who'll tease is better,
Our thoughts compress,
Which makes us blessed,
And makes for stormy weather,

A friend in need's a friend indeed,
A friend who bleeds is better,
My friend confessed she passed the test,
And we will never sever,

Day's dawning, skins crawling
Day's dawning, skins crawling
Day's dawning, skins crawling
Day's dawning, skins crawling
Pure morning,
Pure morning,
Pure morning,
Pure morning,

A friend in need's a friend indeed,
My Japanese is better,
And when she's pressed, she will undress,
And then she's boxing clever,

A friend in need's a friend indeed,
A friend with weed is better,
A friend with breasts and all the rest,
A friend who's dressed in leather

Oddly enough I've given Japan some thought of late... stranger things have happened I suppose.

Hands

2011-11-13T20:54:00.000-08:00

Well, not sure where the weekend went, but pretty sure once I truly sober up I'll have a better idea.

So while I remain in a rather chirpy mood I'm going to add one that's a little sombre today. "Hands" by Jewel is one of those that always inspires me.

The line: "For light does the darkness most fear" reminds me that no matter of slight, light always overcomes the darkness. Not to mention a vital point that light is never lost by lending light to another. While my hands are fairly small they are are also amazingly powerful for they too can carry light.

If I could tell the world just one thing
It would be that we're all OK
And not to worry 'cause worry is wasteful
And useless in times like these
I won't be made useless
I won't be idle with despair
I will gather myself around my faith
For light does the darkness most fear
My hands are small, I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
Poverty stole your golden shoes
It didn't steal your laughter
And heartache came to visit me
But I knew it wasn't ever after
We'll fight, not out of spite
For someone must stand up for what's right
'Cause where there's a man who has no voice
There ours shall go singing
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
I am never broken
In the end only kindness matters
In the end only kindness matters
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
I will get down on my knees, and I will pray
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
My hands are small I know
But they're not yours, they are my own
But they're not yours, they are my own
And I am never broken
We are never broken
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's mind
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's heart
We are God's eyes
God's hands
God's eyes
We are God's hands
We are God's hands

No matter what life or the world throw at you, never be broken, it just takes a tiny bit of light to chase any of the darkness.

This Isn't What We Meant

2011-11-10T20:40:00.000-08:00

Well today is the 11th of the 11th and most seem to have missed the point as today is also Remembrance Day. I'm fortunate enough to have never seen war. My dad served in a civil war and my grandfather as a non-combatant in the second world war. Those seem so very, very far away yet the effects still linger today.

Today's track is, "This Isn't What We Meant" by Savatage. Taken from the album Dead Winter Dead this track outline the start to the civil war in Bosnia. At a time when the people could finally be free they simply turned on each other. It's desperately sad that this seems to happen time and again.

We dared to ask for more
But that was long before the nights began to burn
You would have thought we'd learned
You can't make promises all based upon tomorrow
Happiness, security are words we only borrowed
For is this the answer to our prayers, is this what God has sent?
Please understand this isn't what we meant

The future couldn't last, we nailed it to the past
With every word a trap that no one can take
Back from all the architects who find their towers leaning
And every prayer we pray at night has somehow lost its meaning
For is this the answer to our prayers, is this what God has sent?
Please understand this isn't what we meant

A long time ago when the world was pretty
Standing right here in a different city
They're not coming back any more
They're not coming back any...

Is this the answer to our prayers, is this what God has sent?
Please understand this isn't what we meant

Be careful where emotion, hatred and greed may take you because it rarely leads you where you needed/wanted to be.

Spin Around

2011-11-09T20:54:00.000-08:00

Been thinking of additions I should be making to my DVD collection and am instantly reminded of the "Josie and the Pussycats" movie. If you haven't seen it, it's one of those nonsensical movies that ultimately has a feel good theme but for the most part just makes fun of commercialism to some degree. It certainly doesn't hurt that Josie is really cute and Melody is one of those characters that you just have to love.

Thankfully I know the lyrics to "Enter Sandman" so should be fine even if I join a boy band at some point.

"Spin Around" is the backing track as Josie and the Pussycats seem to have hit the big time. I wonder if it's always a case of spiraling out of control is a natural progression when we finally make it? I suppose time will tell.

La la la, la la la la
La la la, la la la la
La la la, la la la yeah

Spin around come back home
You're runnin out on a line
Sometimes feel I'm going outta my mind
Stunned here waitin for anyone to take the time
Spin around we get further and further away
Smile and wave, ain't got nothin to say
Stunned here waitin for anyone to take the time
To change my mind this time

I've been starin' at the sun for some time
It gets dark inside but I don't mind
And if you're gone its like I'm goin' blind
I can't get by this time

Spin around jump back take another look at yourself
You've been hidin' all alone on a shelf
Frozen waitin for anyone who'll change your mind
Spin around come down now cause its all getting clear
Everything you ever wanted is here
We never needed anyone to change your mind
Don't waste our time
We're fine

I've been starin at the sun for some time
It gets dark inside but I don't mind
And if you're gone it likes I'm going blind
I can't get by this time

La la la, la la la la
La la la, la la la la
La la la, la la la yeah

Spin around and around
and around and around
never want to come back down
'cause everything you lost
I found yeah
Spin around and around and uh
Spin around and around and uh
Spin around and around and uh
yeah yeah yeah

Sometimes we're find ourselves spinning about and kinda lose touch with reality. Then again is that always a bad thing?

Hero of the Day

2011-11-09T03:04:00.000-08:00

I've posted this one before, but because Anne was officially my hero today (she collected Macdonalds for everyone in the office) and I got to thinking of heroes in general.

How is it exactly that a hero is defined? Is it a single act, a commitment that is carried through or is it a case of just being there? I guess it's as much of being on hand at the right moment.

"Hero of the Day" by Metallica is one of those that always makes me think of home. There's something magically wonderful about being able to follow the usual path home and find yourself where you began. For me home is really where ever my kids (Jet, Indie, Jasper and Abby) might be. While for the most part cats don't really care for people as much as a puppy might, Jet is always waiting for me. He sits in the same spot every time I leave until I return. There's something amazingly comforting in that knowledge. The others... well, they're glad to see that the meal ticket has returned. But that's how they roll.

The beauty is that if we can be the hero today, then why not again tomorrow? From there, who knows, maybe a hero all round?

Mama they try and break me

The window burns to light the way back home
A light that warms no matter where they've gone

They're off to find the hero of the day
But what if they should fall by someone's wicked way

Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Do you feel your names?
Can't you hear your baby's crying?
Mama they try and break me
Still they try and break me

S'cuse me while I tend to how I feel
These things return to me that still seem real

Now deservingly this easy chair
But the rocking stopped by wheels of despair

Don't want your aid
But the fist I've made
For years, can't hold or feel
No I'm not all me
So please excuse me
While I tend to how I feel

But now the dreams and waking screams
That everlast the night
So build a wall
Behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
Can't you hear your baby's crying now?

Still the window burns
Time so slowly turns
And someone there is sighing
Keepers of the flames
Can't you hear your names?
Can't you hear your baby's crying?

But now the dreams and waking screams
That everlast the night
So build a wall
Behind it crawl
And hide until it's light
Can't you hear your baby's crying now?

Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try hey!
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try and break me
Mama they try
Mama they try

Because no matter how late... or how dark the night, the light will be on and there will be a little cat sitting waiting for me. In Jet's world I might be a hero, but he's always been my hero.

YMCA

2011-11-07T21:00:00.000-08:00

I've posted today's song before but in the spirit of Movember, nobody really does it better than the Village People. For all the cheese they've really somehow managed to stick around and become almost a cult themselves.

So be you a construction worker, a police officer, biker or Indian Chief, we want to see that "Mo". So as a tribute to all, here's "YMCA" possibly one of the most well known songs that I can think of. While there is a lot of more serious commentary in many of the Village People's songs the best thing is that they are also presented in light-hearted and humorous ways. How can anyone watch/listen to the Village People and not be entertained?

Young man, there's no need to feel down.
I said, young man, pick yourself off the ground.
I said, young man, 'cause you're in a new town
There's no need to be unhappy.

Young man, there's a place you can go.
I said, young man, when you're short on your dough.
You can stay there, and I'm sure you will find
Many ways to have a good time.

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

They have everything that you need to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal
You can do whatever you feel ...

Young man, are you listening to me?
I said, young man, what do you want to be?
I said, young man, you can make real your dreams.
But you've got to know this one thing!

No man does it all by himself.
I said, young man, put your pride on the shelf,
And just go there, to the Y.M.C.A.
I'm sure they can help you today.

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

They have everything that you need to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

You can get yourself clean, you can have a good meal,
You can do whatever you feel ...

Young man, I was once in your shoes.
I said, I was down and out with the blues.
I felt no man cared if I were alive.
I felt the whole world was so jive ...

That's when someone came up to me,
And said, young man, take a walk up the street.
It's a place there called the Y.M.C.A.
They can start you back on your way.

It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A.

They have everything that you need to enjoy,
You can hang out with all the boys ...

YMCA
It's fun to stay at the Y-M-C-A
Young man, young man there's no need to feel down
Young man, young man pick yourself off the ground

Y-M-C-A
then just go to the Y-M-C-A
young man, young man I was once in your shoes
young man, young man I said, I was down and out with the blues.
Y-M-C-A

Yeah, well... as my mother put it, no party was complete until someone played the village people and someone threw up (they could be the same person - often were mind you).

Now That We're Men

2011-11-06T20:38:00.000-08:00

Monday's can bee a little blue at the best of times, so I decided that to commemorate Movember, we're going to take a page out of the Spongebob Squarepants movie score.

"Now That We're Men" as sung by Spongebob and Patrick is one of those cheesy tracks that even the monsters of the deep are unable to do anything but sing along. Ultimately they gain all the confidence and bravery that the bottom of the ocean can hold simply because they have magically grown moustaches.

So for all out there promoting Movember, this one is for you... once you've got you moustache, pretty much anything is doable.

Now that we're men, we can do anything
Now that we're men, we are invincible
Now that we're men, we'll go to shell city
Get the crown, save the town and Mr. Krabs
Now that we're men, we have facial hair
Now that we're men, I change my underwear
Now that we're men, we got a manly flair
We got the stuff, we're tough enough to save the day
We never had a chance when we were kids, no no no
But take a look at what we've already did, ha ha ha

Now that they're men, we can't bother them
Now that they're men, they have become our friends
Now that they're men, there'll be a happy end
They'll pass the test, and finish the quest for the crown
They'll pass the test
And finish the quest
They'll pass the test, and finish the quest for the crown

The power of a moustache, even Spongebob and Patrick get it.

Where the Wild Roses Grow

2011-11-01T21:49:00.000-07:00

Ah the joys of social media, constantly reminded of classics that just sit round the corners of consciousness yet always play a part in our daily lives.

I fell in love with this one, possibly as far back as 1995 when I first saw the music video. "Where the Wild Roses Grow" is a duet between Nick Cave and Kylie Minogue. While they may seem an unlikely duo Cave penned this song with Kylie in mind.

While a rather macabre song (as most of Cave's tend to be) the imagery is truly beautiful, which is part of the point behind the song. In this case Cave's character ends up killing Kylie's character in order to preserve beauty. But as with so many things, dying young rarely keeps things as beautiful as they should be.

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

From the first day I saw her I knew she was the one
She stared in my eyes and smiled
For her lips were the colour of the roses
That grew down the river, all bloody and wild

When he knocked on my door and entered the room
My trembling subsided in his sure embrace
He would be my first man, and with a careful hand
He wiped at the tears that ran down my face

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

On the second day I brought her a flower
She was more beautiful than any woman I'd seen
I said, "Do you know where the wild roses grow
So sweet and scarlet and free?"

On the second day he came with a single red rose
He said "Give me your loss and your sorrow"
I nodded my head, as I lay on the bed
"If I show you the roses, will you follow?"

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

On the third day he took me to the river
He showed me the roses and we kissed
And the last thing I heard was a muttered word
As he knelt (stood smiling) above me with a rock in his fist

On the last day I took her where the wild roses grow
And she lay on the bank, the wind light as a thief
And I kissed her goodbye, said, "All beauty must die"
And lent down and planted a rose tween her teeth

They call me The Wild Rose
But my name was Elisa Day
Why they call me it I do not know
For my name was Elisa Day

In the end, the only thing that was left of Elisa Day was a bed of roses. Perhaps even the most grim of circumstances can leave something of beauty behind even if it is totally unintended. Perhaps it's hope that needs us and not the other way around.

Gone Away

2011-10-31T21:40:00.000-07:00

Visited a few friends last night and as usual, the discussion involved politics and religion.

I've always maintained that I don't so much fear death simply the manner in which it may come. "Gone Away" by Offspring is a simple plead for a lost one. Unfair, too soon are always things people say.

Others would say that some people live such a full life that it's used up long before some of us may even realise. Who truly knows, I suppose I'm rather curious and hope someday to finally have that answer. For now I suppose, I'll just keep looking up to the stars...

Maybe in another life
I could find you there
Pulled away before your time
I can't deal it's so unfair

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven's so far away
And it feels
Yeah it feels like
The world has grown cold
Now that you've gone away

Leaving flowers on your grave
Show that I still care
But black roses and Hail Mary's
Can't bring back what's taken from me

I reach to the sky
And call out your name
And if I could trade
I would

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven's so far away
And it stings
Yeah it stings now
The world is so cold
Now that you've gone away
Gone away, gone away, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

Oooooo, yeah oooooo, oooooo, Ohh yeah.

I'll Save Your Soul
Whoa. Yeaaaaaeeeaaeah. Mm.

I reach to the sky
And call out your name
Oh please let me trade
I would

And it feels
And it feels like
Heaven's so far away
And it feels
Yeah it feels like
The world has grown cold
Now that you've gone away
Gone away, gone away, yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

If the trade was there would I make it... or would I be more content to wait it out?

Here Comes The Rain Again

2011-10-30T22:02:00.000-07:00

Sticking with the "pretty much anything goes" today's backing track is an older 80's style dance track.

"Here Comes The Rain Again" by the Eurythmics is a catchy but like much of their work deeper song. As always, open to interpretation, but this one seems to be more of a plead rather than a conclusion. In this case it would seem it's the singer who's fallen hopelessly for someone (or is that hopefully?) and desperately wanting to know if it's the same for the other person.

I have a feeling that this could be for pretty much anything out there. Someone's love for anything often requires that the love is reciprocated in some way. After all, if the notes don't love the musician the musician can't love the notes... the sculptor the form and so on.

sometimes it's nice to start fresh, other times reminded by memories.

Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

So baby talk to me
Like lovers do
Walk with me
Like lovers do
Talk to me
Like lovers do

Here comes the rain again
Raining in my head like a tragedy
Tearing me apart like a new emotion
Oooooh
I want to breathe in the open wind
I want to kiss like lovers do
I want to dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

So baby talk to me
Like lovers do

Here it comes again!
ooooooooh,oh,oooooooh..
hey,hey,hey,hey,heeeeeeeeeay

Here comes the rain again
Falling on my head like a memory
Falling on my head like a new emotion
(Here it comes again, here it comes again)
I want to walk in the open wind
I want to talk like lovers do
I want dive into your ocean
Is it raining with you

Ever notice how when it rains it pours, good or bad. Guess the only thing for it is to learn to dance in the rain.

The Wind Beneath My Wings

2011-10-27T22:26:00.000-07:00

A strange selection today. I must confess however that I do much prefer the Sonata Arctica cover of Bette Midler classic. Yup... it can be done.

"The Wind Beneath My Wings" is a tribute to all out there that have managed to get through adversity and basically life in general (nobody said would be easy, wish they had said it could be this hard) and help get me to where I am today. I just hope that I've been able to convey that message... but somehow think they understand.

It must have been cold there in my shadow
To never have sunlight in your face
And you can content to let me shine
You always walked a step behind.

I was the one with all the glory
While you were the one with all the strength
Only a face without a name
I never once heard you complain.

Did you ever know that you're my hero
And everything I would like to be
I can fly higher than an eagle
Cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

It might have appeared to go unnoticed
but I've got it all here in my heart
I want you to know, I know the truth, yes i do
I would be nothing without you.

Did you ever know that you're my hero
And everything I would like to be
I can fly higher than an eagle
Cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did you ever know that you're my hero
And everything I would like to be
I can fly higher than an eagle
Cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Did you ever know that you're my hero
And everything I would like to be
I can fly higher than an eagle
Cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

Cause you are the wind beneath my wings.
Cause you are the wind beneath my wings.
Cause you are the wind beneath my wings.

I just hope you know. :)

Angel on My Shoulder

2011-10-26T21:38:00.000-07:00

People always wondered why being a certified non-believer that I'm set on having an angel tattoo at some point. Well... It's a long story, but can pretty much be summed up by simply saying, "Things aren't always as they seem and sometimes we just need to feel like someone's looking over our shoulder".

This brings me to today's song, "Angel on My Shoulder" by the 69 Eyes. While there are many interpretations of this song, one line sticks with me I don't wanna see you crying little angel on my shoulder. It simply makes me stop, take a moment and wonder if that little angel looking over my shoulder would be happy or sad at my actions.

I wanna feel you now like a thousand lies
Bleeding out of your heart
Burning in the night

Don't wanna see you crying
Fallen out of light

I wanna feel you now
Like an august rain
Kissing summer goodbyes
I wanna see your pain

Don't wanna see you crying
Fallen out of light

I don't wanna see you crying little angel on my shoulder
I wanna see you flying back to heaven where you belong

I wanna feel you now like a thousand knives
Digging out of my heart
Burning in the night

Don't wanna see you crying
Fallen out of light

I don't wanna see you crying little angel on my shoulder
I wanna see you flying back to heaven where you belong

Don't wanna see you crying little angel on my shoulder
I said alright gonna get you crying
Come hell or high water since you've been gone

At the end of it all, I don't want to be the one that brings tears to its eyes.

Jar of Hearts

2011-10-25T21:56:00.000-07:00

I don't know why but this one really strikes a chord with me. This is getting quite a bit of play on MTV at the moment which thankfully I just kinda stumbled upon.

I'm not sure how long Christina Perri has been on the scene, but "Jar of Hearts" came across rather polished, but not as something that would be released as a instant hit. Then again, it might simply be refreshing to see things change for the better.

I've often wondered if some people ever truly love, or even know what it is. But the realisation is, some people are just as cold as ice but we rarely see that at first. You can't change that, but you can choose to say "don't come back for me". Because you simply don't care anymore. There comes a time when you need to ask the question and reach that conclusion simply because you must.

I know I can't take one more step towards you
‘Cause all that's waiting is regret
Don't you know I'm not your ghost anymore
You lost the love I loved the most

I learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time

Who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting Your jar of hearts
Tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So Don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?

I hear you're asking all around
If I am anywhere to be found
But I have grown too strong
To ever fall back in your arms

I've learned to live, half alive
And now you want me one more time

Who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting Your jar of hearts
Tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So Don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?

It took so long just to feel alright
Remember how to put back the light in my eyes
I wish I had missed the first time that we kissed
‘Cause you broke all your promises
And now you're back
You don't get to get me back

Who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting Your jar of hearts
Tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So Don't come back for me
Who do you think you are?

Who do you think you are?
Runnin' 'round leaving scars
Collecting Your jar of hearts
Tearing love apart
You're gonna catch a cold
From the ice inside your soul
So Don't come back for me
Dont come back at all

Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?
Who do you think you are?

While it's often been said that someone will wear their heart on a sleeve, I wonder how many go around collecting them?

Sarajevo

2011-10-23T21:49:00.000-07:00

Well... the world is in chaos at the moment and once again the world celebrates another death. Funny that, everyone will fight to the end for their own life, but celebrate the end of another. I'll never get over that I suppose. Don't think I want to.

After all the conflict in Libya in recent times and the end to Gadaffi's reign of terror, I can't help but think that this cycle never, ever ends.

Today's song is "Sarajevo" by Savatage. It's more of a spoken into to the next track, "This is the Time", setting the scene in what is a liberated Sarajevo. There are those that are around long before us and there are those that will follow, I wonder what those who see it all would say?

In the town of Sarajevo, there's an old medieval square
There's a church aside one corner most believe was always there

It was built a thousand years before any now were born
And its glory was its belfry with its stones all gray... and worn

Now there's a gargoyle on that belfry and he's been up there for years
And he has watched and he has pondered: "What is laughter, what are tears?"

And he's never found his answers as he sees the years go by
But he watches and he wonders with his stone unblinking eyes

Unblinking, those with a heart of stone will never know the difference between laughter and tears... I wonder how many people are just as cold?

Mr Brightside

2011-10-20T21:53:00.000-07:00

Despite the title I've always considered this a rather depressing track. Another one that I saw being performed on Rock Star Supernova by Marty Casey. I think the acoustic version of this one works so much better as it simply seems so much more raw.

"Mr Brightside" by The Killers is a somber tale of anguish. While I'm not quite sure who the object of affection was here (could be someone that he was in love with, in a relationship with or simply admired from a distance) Mr Brightside is pretty heart broken. While much of this may simply be playing out in his head there is obviously that point where he's had to face up to the reality of the situation and having to move on.

Does he become Mr Brightside or does he let it eat him up inside? I guess that's left pretty open ended on this one.

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

And I just can't look - it's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
swimming through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'˜Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I'm coming out of my cage
And I've been doing just fine
Gotta gotta be down
Because I want it all
It started out with a kiss
How did it end up like this?
It was only a kiss, it was only a kiss
Now I'm falling asleep
And she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke
And she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed
And my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head
But she's touching his chest
Now, he takes off her dress
Now, letting me go

'Cause I just can't look - it's killing me
And taking control
Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Turning through sick lullabies
Choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay
Destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes
'Cause I'm Mr Brightside

I never...
I never...
I never...
I never...

Destiny is calling... I think it's about time that Mr Brightside came out for a while.

Never Gonna Give You Up

2011-10-19T21:52:00.000-07:00

I have no idea why, but today I woke up with the intention of pulling a rick roll on someone.

So... in tribute to this timeless prank, today's song is "Never Gonna Give You Up" by Rick Astley. Who, you might ask. Rick was a one hit wonder that proves that somehow anyone can become a legend because of the internet.

We're no strangers to love
You know the rules ... and so do I
A full commitment's what I'm ... thinkin' of
You wouldn't get this from any other guy
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you ... understand

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

We've known each other ... for so long
Your heart's been aching, but ... you're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been ... goin' on
We know the game and we're ... gonna play it
And if you ask me how I'm feeling
Don't tell me you're to ... blind to see

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Oooooooooh ... give you up
Oooooooooh ... give you up

Never gonna give never gonna give
Give you up
Never gonna give never gonna give
Give you up

We've known each other ... for so long
Your heart's been aching, but ... you're too shy to say it
Inside we both know what's been ... goin' on
We know the game and we're ... gonna play it
I just wanna tell you how I'm feeling
Gotta make you ... understand

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Never gonna give you up
Never gonna let you down
Never gonna run around and desert you
Never gonna make you cry
Never gonna say goodbye
Never gonna tell a lie and hurt you

Only real point is just how creative can I be?

Alice

2011-10-18T22:23:00.000-07:00

Carrying on from the Alice in Wonderland theme started yesterday with "Clarity" I've gone with "Alice" which was the title track for the recently released movie of "Alice in Wonderland".

I think most would agree that Lewis Carol was on some pretty strong stuff when putting this story together. Only for Alice to awaken at the end of it all... but then again is a new start or even a new slant on everything an awakening of sorts?

I think that Avril Lavigne does a great job on this one. Much like clarity, once you fall in to a world of wonder and chaos, I think we finally find an inner strength and clarity that may not have been evident before hand. After all is said and done, don't we stand tallest and strongest when it's most difficult to do so?

Trippin' out
Spinnin' around
I'm underground
I fell down
Yeah, I fell down

I'm freakin' out
Where am I now?
Upside down
And I can't stop it now
It can't stop me now
ooooooh

I... I'll get by
I... I'll Survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I Fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me
I... I won't cry

I'll play the game
But I can't stay
I've got my head on straight
And I'm not gonna change
I'm not gonna change

I'll win the race
Keep up with the pace
Today's the day
That I start to pray
You can't get in my way
Nooooooooo

I... I'll get by
I... I'll Survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I Fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me
I... I won't cry

I found myself (myself)
In Wonderland
Get back on (back on)
My feet again
Is this real? (this real)
Is this pretend?
I'll Take a stand (a stand)
Until the end

I... I'll get by
I... I'll Survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I Fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me
I... I won't cry

I... I'll get by
I... I'll Survive
When the world's crashin' down
When I Fall and hit the ground
I will turn myself around
Don't you try to stop me
I... I won't cry

No matter how far the fall, it's always a chance to turn it around.

Clarity

2011-10-17T21:34:00.000-07:00

Sometimes we have to look into the darkest recesses of ourselves to truly find the clarity that we desire. Do we really know who we truly are?

"Clarity" by Jessie Clegg references the rabbit hole that is really the start to Alice's journey into madness. But, I wonder if that journey into madness really wasn't a deeper look inside, a look at all facets that lie inside from urgency to laziness to violence to innocence to the mischievousness that only a cat can bring. I suppose clarity comes in many forms of all of us.

Beyond these walls
Further than eyes see
There’s a place they call
Clarity

There’s no road
There’s no guiding light
Only murmurs
Of your heart

Hey, let’s go down the rabbit hole
Hey, take me to the waterfall
Hey, go down, go down

Between the cracks
Under the surface
You will find me there
Clarity

Searching the chaos
Searching the silence
You can lose yourself
Seeking me

Hey, let’s go down the rabbit hole
Hey, take me to the waterfall
Hey, go down, go down

I don't know about anyone else, but for me the clearest of moments come during absolute chaos. It is truly in those silent moments of insanity that clarity can truly be found.

Who's Laughing Now

2011-10-17T03:18:00.000-07:00

Constantly hear stories of bulling and how some are forced into drastic measures to make it stop. From Rebecca Black (of Friday fame) having no choice but home school to poor kids going under the knife for cosmetic surgery to just make it stop.

Today's song, "Who's Laughing Now" by Jessie J is a dig back at those same folk. How often is it that it's the little guy that rises to the top? I wonder just how often some look back and actually say, "Well, who's laughing now?" Guess we'll never really know. But hey... would be amusing.

Mummy they call me names
They wouldn't let me play
I'd run home, sit and cry almost everyday
'Hey Jessica, you look like an alien
With green skin you don't fit in this playpen'
Well they pull my hair
They took away my chair
I keep it in and pretend that I didn't care
'Hey Jessica, you're so funny
You've got teeth just like Bugs bunny'

Oh, so you think you know me now
Have you forgotten how
You would make me feel
When you drag my spirit down
But thank you for the pain
It made me raise my game
And I'm still rising, I'm still rising
Yeah

So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now

Cos I'm in L.A
You think I've made my fame
If it makes us friends
When you only really know my name
'Oh Jessie, we knew you could make it
I've got a track and I'd love you to take it'
So now because I'm signed
You think my pockets lined
4 years now and I'm still waiting in the line
'Oh Jessie, I saw you on youtube
I tagged old photos from when we was at school'

Oh, so you think you know me now
Have you forgotten how
You would make me feel
When you drag my spirit down
But thank you for the pain
It made me raise my game
And I'm still rising, I'm still rising
Yeah

So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now

Jessie
She broke out of the box
Swallowed your prideqw
You got that ego cough
Let the haters hate
You're like way too late
See I got a message from you
'Hola, I'm proud of you'
'Oh my god babe your voice is like wow!'
My reply: Who's laughing now

Oh, so you think you know me now
Have you forgotten how
You would make me feel
When you drag my spirit down
But thank you for the pain
It made me raise my game
And I'm still rising, I'm still rising
Yeah

So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now

So make your jokes
Go for broke
Blow your smoke
You're not alone
But who's laughing now
But who's laughing now
So raise the bar
Hit me hard
Play your cards
Be a star
But who's laughing now

Isn't it amazing how all the bullies never amount to much? Or perhaps it's the continual beating down and getting back up that makes the little guy that much tougher and more eager to win at the end of the day.

It Was All A Lie

2011-10-13T21:46:00.000-07:00

I mentioned a short while back that, "They'll never know how much that hurt because they'll never really know what love was."

Today's song follows on from that somewhat with "It Was All A Lie" by Evanescence. I wonder if others are lying to themselves more than to us when they pretend... or are they truly that sinister?

Bind my limbs with fear (with fear)
choke me with tears (tears)
wont die for you
You've (you've) been here before (before)
and come back for more (more)
not this time

You will never be strong enough
you will never be good enough
you were never concieved in love
you will not rise above

Somebody tell me what made us all believe you
I should have known all along it was all a lie
(should have known it was all a lie)

Now, (now) I know the truth (truth)
I'm through fearing you (you)
I am free

You will never be strong enough
you will never be good enough
you were never concieved in love
you will not rise above

Somebody tell me what made us all believe you
I should have known all along it was all a lie
(I should have known it was all a lie)

ahh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
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ahh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah
ahh ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah

Somebody tell me what made us all believe you
I should have known all along it was all a lie

Somebody tell me what made us all believe you (I should have known it was all a lie)
should have known it was all a lie

I should have known it was all a lie.

How will you ever tell it was a lie if they believe it themselves?

Baby One More Time

2011-10-12T21:57:00.000-07:00

It seems like an age since I last added anything by Britney, so here goes.

Okay, while today's song may have put her on the map, so to speak, I was never really a fan until her second album (for the record I do have both though). This particular song was covered by Marty Casey on the reality show, "Rock Star Supernova". I thought it was hysterically funny. The band had decided that he needed to lighten up a bit and figured by taking him right out of any form of comfort zone that he could show a whole new dimension. Not sure that it turned out quite the way it was intended, but was amusing and I guess if I had a shot on stage I'd mix it up like that anyhow.

"Baby One More Time" may seem like a very simple track to get down, but it's really a lot more complicated than it seems. While still not near my top 10 Britney tracks, it like so many of the others just makes me stop and smile for a bit.

Oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby baby
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah
Show me, how you want it to be
Tell me baby
'Cause I need to know now what we've got

My loneliness is killing me
I must confess, I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

Oh baby, baby
The reason I breathe is you
Boy you got me blinded
Oh baby, baby
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
That's not the way I planned it
Show me, how you want it to be
Tell me baby
'Cause I need to know now what we've got

My loneliness is killing me
I must confess, I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

Oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby
Ah, yeah, yeah
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
Oh pretty baby
I shouldn't have let you go
I must confess, that my loneliness
Is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

My loneliness is killing me
I must confess, I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

I must confess that my loneliness
Is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

I guess in many cases this is a precursor to "Stonger" (which is still my ringtone), either way I guess we're all looking for a sign, one way or the other.

Fever

2011-10-11T21:45:00.000-07:00

Woke this morning to a rather itchy foot. Seems a tick (the joys of having so many fluffy friends) decided one of my toes was looking rather tasty. In any event, it doesn't look too bad at the moment apart from some swelling and an intense itch.

With the biggest fear right now being tick-bite-fever I've gone for a song of similar name. "Fever" is one of those that we all know, covered by a multitude of artists over the years. Although it was originally recorded by Little Willie John in 1956. While I'm far from a jazz fan this is one that I do rather enjoy.

Never know how much I love you, never know how much I care
When you put your arms around me, I get a fever that's so hard to bear
You give me fever - when you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight
Fever - in the the morning, fever all through the night.
Sun lights up the daytime, moon lights up the night
I light up when you call my name, and you know I'm gonna treat you right
You give me fever - when you kiss me, fever when you hold me tight
Fever - in the the morning, fever all through the night.

Everybody's got the fever, that is something you all know
Fever isn't such a new thing, fever started long ago.
Romeo loved Juliet, Juliet she felt the same
When he put his arms around her, he said "Julie baby you're my flame"
Thou giveth fever, when we kisseth, fever with thy flaming youth
Fever - I'm afire, fever yea I burn forsooth.
Captain Smith and Pocahontas had a very mad affair
When her Daddy tried to kill him, she said "Daddy-O don't you dare"
Give me fever - with his kisses, fever when he holds me tight
Fever - I'm his Missus, Oh daddy won't you treat him right.

Now you've listened to my story, here's the point I have made:
Chicks were born to give you fever, be it Fahrenheit or Centigrade
They give you fever - when you kiss them, fever if you live and learn
Fever - till you sizzle, what a lovely way to burn.
What a lovely way to burn.
What a lovely way to burn.

Right now, I'm just doing my best to avoid the fever.

Until I'm Home

2011-10-10T21:45:00.000-07:00

More of a soppy start to the morning. It was either this or Papa Roach - yes I'm most likely bipolar. Anyhow...

I saw a rather sweet statement somewhere that said: "If you lived to be 100 years old, I wish to live for 100 years minus a day, because I wouldn't want to live without you." Which brings me to today's song.

"Until I'm Home" by Nianell tells a tale of a lost one. Have you ever sat wishing for one more day, perhaps a last embrace or kiss? Sadly the nature of things is that everything will eventually pass and if we're unlucky enough, we're the ones left behind.

Listen, can you hear it,
there’s an angel whispering your name.
A new life has begun now,
but my love for you will stay the same

We were so lucky, to have known you even for a while.
Lucky, that you chose us,
that you’ve blessed us with your lovely smile

How I wish that I could see you once more,
how I long to hold you in my arms.

Stroke your hair before I kiss you gently,
lay you down to sleep just one more time.

I’ll hear your laughter I’ll remember how we
use to play and I’ll cherish the memory,
until I’m home with you one day.

Forgive me if I’m not strong,
it’s so hard to know I must go on,
but I know that I’m here now
and for now this is where I belong

And if I could hear you,
I imagine this is what you’ll say,
you’ll tell me not to worry,
to let go and know that you’re ok.

How I wish that I could see you once more,
how I long to hold you in my arms.
Stroke your hair before I kiss you gently,
lay you down to sleep just one more time.

I’ll hear your laughter I’ll remember how we
use to play and I’ll cherish the memory,
until I’m home with you one day.

How I wish that I could see you once more,
how I long to hold you in my arms.
Stroke your hair before I kiss you gently,
lay you down to sleep just one more time.

I’ll hear your laughter I’ll remember how we
use to play and I’ll cherish the memory,
until I’m home with you one day.

If I could have one more day I think I'd pass. What's lost is lost to somehow try to hang on would only make the loss to follow once again all that much worse. No, I think I'll wait until I too make it it home.

Blue Tattoo

2011-10-09T21:45:00.000-07:00

Well... another strange one to add in on a Monday morning. I literally stumbled across this band, Vanilla Ninja. Described as a girl pop-rock band from Estonia there's something about them that I found to be enjoyable from the start.

The "Blue Tattoo" is one of those that quite simply points towards abuse. In this case it would seem to focus more on domestic violence.

This makes me wonder about the relationships we have with ourselves, our hopes and our dreams. Why is it that we feel the need at times to really attack those things that truly love us leaving them somewhat broken in need of healing? The marks left behind will they eventually heal? Or do they simply become a permanent scar of some sort?

Once upon a lifetime
The spirits of the dark
Came to kill the beauty
Of our world

Every soul was spell bound
And prisoned into ice
Just shining through
Sad as a blue tattoo

Tears have turned to ice
As a sacrifice
Broken voices rise
From the age of the ice
To the raging skies
And they exorcise
'Cos on judgement day
We must hide - we must fight - we must pray - hey
It's a blue tattoo

But the monks of mercy
They prayed for every soul
'Til the sword of fire
Took control

In a crash of thunder
The ice broke into two
And shining through
There was the blue tattoo

Monks:
You know
Down low
There's a light - it's a true - blue tattoo
Just go
Down low
Gotta hide now - gotta fight now -
Gotta save your soul and pray
Gotta break the ice away
Gotta find the true blue tattoo

How often do we beat down on the things that we truly love? Leaving them bruised and broken. Thankfully blue tattoo's can fade, and in time things can heal, all it needs is time and care.

What a Wonderful World

2011-10-06T21:34:00.000-07:00

I was awake too early again this morning... But then the sun came out, blue skies, and I'm reminded just how wonderful the simple things really are.

"What a Wonderful World" by Louis Armstong sums up some of the smallest yet most remarkable things that we'll ever know. Don't really need to add much more to that.

I see trees of green,
red roses too.
I see them bloom,
for me and you.
And I think to myself,
what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue,
And clouds of white.
The bright blessed day,
The dark sacred night.
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.

The colors of the rainbow,
So pretty in the sky.
Are also on the faces,
Of people going by,
I see friends shaking hands.
Saying, "How do you do?"
They're really saying,
"I love you".

I hear babies cry,
I watch them grow,
They'll learn much more,
Than I'll ever know.
And I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.

Yes, I think to myself,
What a wonderful world.

Oh yeah

It really is a wonderful world match by a pretty wonderful life too.

These Days

2011-10-06T03:44:00.000-07:00

Well the Foo Fighters are getting quite a bit of radio play with "These Days" at the moment.

As the saying goes, "Don't be reckless with other people's hearts; don't put up with people who are reckless with yours". Often I guess people are able to be reckless because they never really were that invested to begin with. I guess in time they may end up on the receiving end of this tale, then again perhaps not. As I once said to a friend of mine, "They'll never know how much that hurt because they'll never really know what love was."

One of these days the ground will drop out from beneath your feet
One of these days your heart will stop and play its final beat
One of these days the clocks will stop and time won't mean a thing
One of these days their bombs will drop and silence everything

But it's alright
Yeah it's alright
I said it's alright

Easy for you to say
Your heart has never been broken
Your pride has never been stolen
Not yet not yet

One of these days
I bet your heart'll be broken
I bet your pride'll be stolen
I bet I bet I bet I bet
One of these days
One of these days

One of these days your eyes will close and pray you'll disappear
One of these days you will forget to hope and learn to fear

But it's alright
Yeah it's alright
I said it's alright

Easy for you to say
Your heart has never been broken
Your pride has never been stolen
Not yet not yet

One of these days
I bet your heart'll be broken
I bet your pride'll be stolen
I bet I bet I bet I bet
One of these days
One of these days

But it's alright
Yeah it's alright
I said it's alright
Yes it's alright

Don't say it's alright
Don't say it's alright
Don't say it's alright

One of these days your heart will stop and play its final beat
But it's alright

Easy for you to say
Your heart has never been broken
Your pride has never been stolen
Not yet not yet

One of these days
I bet your heart will be broken
I bet your pride will be stolen
I bet I bet I bet I bet

One of these days
One of these days
One of these days

A classic case of while someone may have been in the same position as you, they'll never really know exactly how you feel, simply how it made them feel.

Postman Pat

2011-10-04T22:09:00.000-07:00

Well... well... well...

Opened Facebook this morning and found someone wanting to know the words to the theme song for Postman Pat. So figured I would share this one this morning.

"Postman Pat", written by Bryan Daly, has to be one of those classics that we all grew up with. Heck, my brother still watches every chance he gets and I still find my self flicking through channels and lingering on this one. Nostalgia is a wonderful thing.

Postman Pat, Postman Pat,
Postman Pat and his black and white cat,
Early in the morning,
Just as day is dawning,
He picks up all the post bags in his van.
Postman Pat, Postman Pat,
Postman Pat and his black and white cat,
All the birds are singing,
And the day is just beginning,
Pat feels he's a really happy man.
Everybody knows, his bright red van,
All his friends will smile as he waves to greet them,
Maybe,
You can never be sure,
They'll be knock,
Ring,
Letters through your door,
Hay hay,
Postman Pat, Postman Pat,
Postman Pat and his black and white cat,
All the birds are singing,
And the day is just beginning,
Pat feels he's a really happy man,
Pat feels he's a really happy man,
Pat feels he's a really happy man

I have a black and white cat, but she's a Jasper and not a Jess.

Lord of the Rings

2011-10-03T22:27:00.000-07:00

Busy searching through a few songs to "share" this morning and was reminded once again of Blind Guardian. These guys have taken tales and much like the bards of years ago, spun them into song.

"Lord of the Rings" is a song based on Tolkien's poem from the book by the same name. It tells the tale of just how heavy a burden that ring was. I have a replica of that ring, cast in silver that I wear most of the time. It too weighs heavy at times as it reminds me of what once was, then it makes me smile at other times as it reminds of how far I've come.

While I think this pretty much tells the tale, if you haven't heard the story of the "Lord of the Rings" then try to read it. I never liked Tolkien's style of writing but his stories are fantastic.

There are signs on the Ring
Which make me feel so down
There's one to enslave all Rings
To find them all in time
And drive them into darkness
Forever they'll be bound
Three for the Kings
Of the elves high in light
Nine to the mortals
Which cry

I'll keep the Ring full of sorrow
I'll keep the Ring till I die
I'll keep the Ring full of sorrow
I'll keep the Ring till I die

Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill
Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill

And there's no way out

Mordor
Mordor
Mordor

Dark land under Sauron's spell
Threatened a long time
Threatened a long time

Seven rings to the dwarfes
In their halls made of stone
Into the valley
I feel down (I feel down)
One ring to the dark lord's hand
Sitting on his throne
In a land so dark
Where I have to go

I'll keep the Ring
I'll keep the Ring
I'll keep the Ring
I'll keep the Ring
I'll keep the Ring
Till I die

Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill
Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill

Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill
Slow down and I sail on the river
Slow down and I walk to the hill

Lord of the rings

Slowly we'll all get to where we're going, where we need to be. The burden will eventually be lifted and who ever that dark lord is, will be defeated.

To Where You Are

2011-10-02T22:45:00.000-07:00

Dunno why as is so often the case I'm sitting with a song in my head. Think my life's soundtrack would be really interesting.

Thinking of those who have come and gone and ultimately those that never leave. somewhere in the dark they remain, keeping to the shadows, but always watching.

Today's song, "To Where You Are" by Josh Groban covers that point quite nicely. Hang onto the memories, remember the whys and who knows, perhaps they never really leave.

It was Yoda after all that said: “Death is a natural part of life. Rejoice for those around you who transform into the Force. Mourn them do not. Miss them do not. Attachment leads to jealously. The shadow of greed, that is.” If we learn to let go of all we fear to lose, can it ever be taken away from us? Or are we simply allowing the natural transformation of things?

Who can say for certain
Maybe you're still here
I feel you all around me
Your memory, so clear

Deep in the stillness
I can hear you speak
You're still an inspiration
Can it be (?)
That you are mine
Forever love
And you are watching over me from up above

Fly me up to where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile to know you're there
A breath away not far
To where you are

Are you gently sleeping
Here inside my dream
And isn't faith believing
All power can't be seen

As my heart holds you
Just one beat away
I cherish all you gave me everyday
'Cause you are my
Forever love
Watching me from up above

And I believe
That angels breathe
And that love will live on and never leave

Fly me up
To where you are
Beyond the distant star
I wish upon tonight
To see you smile
If only for awhile
To know you're there
A breath away not far
To where you are

I know you're there
A breath away not far
To where you are

Even those that are no longer with us are simply a breath away.

Once Upon a December

2011-09-27T21:39:00.000-07:00

I got to watching Anastasia again last night. There is something magical about the story and the musical score.

"Once Upon a December", performed by Deana Carter, is a tale of memories that holds a lot of meaning for me. I've added this song before thinking how so many of my stories have begun with "Once upon a December..." Some of them good... some of them not so, but so many memories.

Dancing bears,
Painted wings,
Things I almost remember,
And a song someone sings
Once upon a December.

Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know,
Once Upon A December...

Someone holds me safe and warm.
Horses prance through a silver storm.
Figures dancing gracefully
Across my memory...

Far away, long ago,
Glowing dim as an ember,
Things my heart
Used to know,
Things it yearns to remember...

And a song
Someone sings
Once upon a December

Before the memories fade, I'll think back to a December far away and long ago.

Furry Happy Monsters

2011-09-26T21:50:00.000-07:00

I've simply gone feel good today. With R.E.M. deciding to call it a day I'm going back to one of their more entertaining performances. They did once say that they'd never perform this on live simply because they wouldn't have Kate Pierson performing with them, but somehow I think this will do.

"Furry Happy Monsters" which was performed with the Muppet crew is one of those that just makes me smile.

monsters having fun, happy, happy
see them jump and run, happy, happy
laughing all the while, cheerful, cheerful
flashing a big smile, that's a per-fect sign
that they're feelin' fine
furry happy monsters feeling glad
(furry happy monsters feeling glad)
furry happy monsters laughing

something has gone wrong, sighing, sighing
faces have turned long, crying, crying
hear them sob and whine, tearful, tearful
that's a real good sign that they're feelin' glum
sad, sad times have come

(same order as before)
furry sobbing monsters feeling sad
furry sobbing monsters feeling sad
furry sobbing monsters crying

"come on monsters, you don't have to cry!"
monsters: "no?"
"no! we can be happy!!!"

furry happy monsters feeling glad
furry happy monsters feeling glad
furry happy monsters laughing
furry sobbing monsters feeling sad
furry sobbing monsters feeling sad
furry sobbing monsters crying
(glad and laughing again)
monsters, happy monsters
monsters, happy monsters

It's as simple as saying, "we can be happy!!!" and that is all I really have to say about that.

The Look

2011-09-25T21:49:00.000-07:00

Haven't heard from my brother in a while so going to add his favourite song today. Okay, so perhaps no longer the top of his pops, but he actually had a tape (yup a cassette - it was that long ago) that simply played this song from start to finish.

So today I'm going on a nostalgic trip and we're going for a bit of Roxette. "The Look" is one of those that instantly takes me back to my early teens, possibly even further back. To a time when the world was a very different place. While things may have changed, we can still sneak back once in a while.

1-2-3-4
Walking like a man,
hitting like a hammer,
she's a juvenile scam.
Never was a quitter,
tasty like a raindrop,
she's got the look.
Heavenly bound
cause heaven's got a number
when she's spinning me around,
Kissing is a colour,
her loving is a wild dog,
she's got the look.

She's got the look.
She's got the look.
What in the world can make a brown-eyed girl so blue.
When everything I'll ever do I'll do for you
and I go: la la la la la
she's got the look.

Fire in the ice,
naked to the T-bone
is a lover's disguise.
Banging on the head drum,
shaking like a mad bull,
she's got the look.
Swaying to the band,
moving like a hammer,
she's a miracle man.
Loving is the ocean,
Kissing is the wet sand,
she's got the look.

And she goes:
na na na na na na na na.

Not that it matters much, but this just makes me happy.

Friend of a Friend

2011-09-22T21:33:00.000-07:00

I've spent quite a bit of time feeling a little green about the gills this past week. So rather than feel sorry for myself, I've instead re-tuned my guitars and have gotten back to playing (very, very badly) once again. It's been rather enjoyable and frustrating all at the same time. But that's the bane of poets and madmen. Or so I'll keep telling myself at least.

My Ibenz 12 string is a real beauty and if you're hitting the string right it just about sings. I've always been a real sucker for a real acoustic set, they always sound so much more genuine and honest somehow.

"Friend of a Friend" by the Foo Fighters is simply beautiful. It's pretty much his first impressions of his band mates at Nirvana, Kurt and Krist. I guess nobody ever really interrupted anyone, I suppose words are often of no real value at times.

For me this has a bit of a different spin. My guitars (barring one) don't really belong to me, they are still technically my brothers. These days when I play there's nobody around to hear (which is mostly a good thing). Of late I've pretty much locked myself away to play...

He needs a quiet room
With a lock to keep him in
It's just a quiet room
And he's there

He plays an old guitar
With a coin found by the phone
It was his friends guitar
That he played

He's never been in love
But he knows just what love is
He said nevermind
And no-one speaks

He thinks he drinks too much
Cos when he tells his too best friends
'I think I drink too much'
No-one speaks
No-one speaks
No-one speaks

He plays an old guitar
With a coin found by the phone
It was his friends guitar
That he played

When he plays
No-one speaks
No-one speaks
When he plays
No-one speaks

So I'll just keep playing away on my old guitar, behind locked doors where no-one speaks.

Earth Song

2011-09-21T21:59:00.000-07:00

Today is World Rhino Day and while my views on conservation may not match most other people's feelings on the matter, a moment should still be taken to consider what we can and more importantly what we will do for the cause.

"Earth Song" by Michael Jackson asks all those questions that really needed to be asked. Do people really and truly care? I mean it's fine and well to sign all those online petitions... even to wear black on spring day... but when push comes to shove what would you really do? How far would you honestly go to make a difference? How much damage do we do by simply doing nothing?

What about sunrise
What about rain
What about all the things
That you said we were to gain...
What about killing fields
Is there a time
What about all the things
That you said was yours and mine...
Did you ever stop to notice
All the blood we've shed before
Did you ever stop to notice
This crying Earth these weeping shores?

Aaaaaaaaah oooooooooo
Aaaaaaaaah oooooooooo

What have we done to the world
Look what we've done
What about all the peace
That you pledge your only son...
What about flowering fields
Is there a time
What about all the dreams
That you said was yours and mine...
Did you ever stop to notice
All the children dead from war
Did you ever stop to notice
This crying Earth these weeping shores

Aaaaaaaaah oooooooooo
Aaaaaaaaah oooooooooo

I used to dream
I used to glance beyond the stars
Now I don't know where we are
Although I know we've drifted far

Aaaaaaaaah oooooooooo
Aaaaaaaaah oooooooooo
Aaaaaaaaah oooooooooo
Aaaaaaaaah oooooooooo

Hey, what about yesterday
(What about us)
What about the seas
(What about us)
The heavens are falling down
(What about us)
I can't even breathe
(What about us)
What about apathy
(What about us)
I need you
(What about us)
What about nature's worth
(ooo, ooo)
It's our planet's womb
(What about us)
What about animals
(What about it)
We've turned kingdoms to dust
(What about us)
What about elephants
(What about us)
Have we lost their trust
(What about us)
What about crying whales
(What about us)
We're ravaging the seas
(What about us)
What about forest trails
(ooo, ooo)
Burnt despite our pleas
(What about us)
What about the holy land
(What about it)
Torn apart by greed
(What about us)
What about the common man
(What about us)
Can't we set him free
(What about us)
What about children dying
(What about us)
Can't you hear them cry
(What about us)
Where did we go wrong
(ooo, ooo)
Someone tell me why
(What about us)
What about baby boy
(What about it)
What about the days
(What about us)
What about all their joy
(What about us)
What about the man
(What about us)
What about the crying man
(What about us)
What about Abraham
(What was us)
What about death again
(ooo, ooo)
Do we give a damn

Aaaaaaaaah oooooooooo

Pretend all you want, do you really give a damn?

My Medicine

2011-09-20T21:50:00.000-07:00

Ever feel like you're not quite with it? That somehow everything around us doesn't add up, or worse yet that when it does that it finally makes even less sense? This is the inspiration for today's tune.

I guess at times we're left feeling like we're not really knowing what's going on around us, almost as if we're taking a trip. Perhaps we want to be taking a trip? "My Medicine" by a The Pretty Reckless is one of those that tells the tale of that spiral. Neither downward or upward but never returning to the same point either.

While stimulants of all kinds may have an effect, it is those around us that can throw more into the mix than anything we could possibly inflict on ourselves. I'm not sure why that is, doubt I ever will.

Somebody mixed my medicine
Somebody mixed my medicine

You hurt where you sleep
And you sleep where you lie
Now you're in deep and
now you're gonna cry
You got a woman to the left
and a boy to the right
Start to sweat so hold me tight

Somebody mixed my medicine
I don't know what I'm on
Somebody mixed my medicine
But baby it's all gone
Somebody mixed my medicine
Somebody's in my head again
Somebody mixed my medicine again, again

I'll drink what you leak
And I'll smoke what you sigh
Straight across the room with a look in your eye
I got a man to the left and a girl to the right
Start to sweat so hold me tight

Somebody mixed my medicine
I don't know what I'm on
Somebody mixed my medicine
But baby it's all gone
Somebody mixed my medicine
Somebody's in my head again
Somebody mixed my medicine again, again

There's a tiger in the room
and a baby in the closet
Pour another drink mom
I don't even want it
Then I turn around and think I see
someone that looks like you

You hurt where you sleep
You sleep where you lie
Now you're in deep and
now you're gonna cry
You got a woman to the left
and a boy to the right
Start to sweat so hold me tight

Somebody mixed my medicine
I don't know what I'm on
Somebody mixed my medicine
But baby it's all gone
Somebody mixed my medicine
Somebody's in my head again
Somebody mixed my medicine
again [x8]

Somebody mixed my medicine [x3]
Somebody's in my head again
Somebody mixed my medicine
again [x3]

It really is so easy to have someone arrive and mix it all up, to not really know what you're on. Thankfully while often having negative effects, they can also be positive.

The Climb

2011-09-19T21:44:00.000-07:00

Today's a little bit of an inspiration. I think we're often caught up in what we should be doing, where we should be going and where we need to be.

Isn't the most important bit actually completing the journey? How often have we traveled a path only to realise that once we've gotten to the end, the goal didn't really matter all that much? Having changed our point of view and ultimately ourselves along the way.

Today's song, "The Climb" by Miley Cyrus focuses on the challenges that we face. Not about getting to the top but simply going through the actual event itself. After all, we all have our mountains to climb, it's important to stop and take in the view once in a while.

I can almost see it.
That dream I'm dreaming, but
There's a voice inside my head saying
You'll never reach it
Every step I'm takin'
Every move I make
Feels lost with no direction,
My faith is shakin'
But I gotta keep tryin'
Gotta keep my head held high

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

The struggles I'm facing
The chances I'm taking
Sometimes might knock me down, but
No I'm not breaking
I may not know it, but
These are the moments that
I'm gonna remember most
I've just gotta keep goin', and
I gotta be strong
Just keep pushing on, but

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

There's always gonna be another mountain
I'm always gonna wanna make it move
Always gonna be an uphill battle
Sometimes I'm gonna have to lose
Ain't about how fast I get there
Ain't about what's waitin' on the other side
It's the climb

Keep on movin'
Keep climbin'
Keep faith baby
It's all about, it's all about
The climb
Keep the faith, keep your faith, woah

Didn't someone once say life's a journey, not a destination? Heck, take the long way home.

Everybody's Fool

2011-09-15T21:37:00.000-07:00

Found a line posted in Facebook this morning that brought me to a single thought. Who are we really fooling we we play a part, when we try to be that which we think is who we should really be? Ultimately the only person we may end up really fooling is ourselves. Sure others may end up buying the story, but does what they think truly matter?

"Everybody's Fool" by Evanescense tells the tale of the fool... who thinks they have everyone else fooled. I think this is aimed primarily at the self styled celebrities but really could go for anyone who's caught up in playing the part. Sadly those that are playing their part are often the last to realise that they're done and caught out. At the end of it all, "To thine own self be true" and all that.

perfect by nature
icons of self-indulgence
just what we all need
more lies about a world that

never was and never will be
have you no shame? Don't you see me?
you know you've got everybody fooled

look here she comes now
bow down and stare in wonder
oh how we love you
no flaws when you're pretending
but now i know she

never was and never will be
you don't know how you've betrayed me
and somehow you've got everybody fooled

without the mask where will you hide?
can't find yourself lost in your lie

i know the truth now
i know who you are
and i don't love you anymore

it never was and never will be
you don't know how you've betrayed me
and somehow you've got everybody fooled

it never was and never will be
you're not real and you can't save me
somehow now you're everybody's fool

Ever notice that the longer we spend trying to fool everyone else, the only one that ends up being fooled is really ourselves?

Fly Me To The Moon

2011-09-14T21:56:00.000-07:00

I read a rather sad piece this morning on the events of September the 11th. At the end of it all the bit that really got to me was that while all the planes had been grounded that the only items in the sky were satellites. Ultimately we could reach the moon but not each other. Kinda sad really.

So... today's song is an old classic written by Bart Howard but better know as one of Frankies tunes, "Fly me to the Moon".

Fly me to the moon
Let me play among the stars
Let me see what spring is like
On Jupiter and Mars

In other words, hold my hand
In other words, baby
kiss me

Fill my heart with song
and let me sing for evermore
you are all I long for
all I worship and adore

In other words, please be true
In other words, I love you

fill my heart with song
let me sing for evermore
you are all I long for
all I worship and adore

In other words, please be true !!!
In other words, in other words
I love...
You

Shoot for the moon because even if you miss you'll land among the stars.

Twilight

2011-09-13T21:51:00.000-07:00

Was once again flipping through some of my "shared" files last night, when I got down to a few that required renaming I found this absolute gem.

"Twilight" by Vanessa Carlton reminds me of the fact that there are times when bear witness to something that changes us forever. This could be a meeting, or simply watching something unfold before us but more importantly is our perception of what it really is or was that shapes us. For at the end of it all, we really make our own reality.

I was stained, with a role in a day, not my own
But as you walked into my life you showed what needed to be shown
And I always knew, what was right I just didn't know that I might
Peel away and choose to see with such a different sight

And I will never see the sky the same way and
I will learn to say good-bye to yesterday and
I will never cease to fly if held down and
I will always reach too high cause I've seen, cause I've seen, twilight

Never cared never wanted
Never sought to see what flaunted
So on purpose so in my face Couldn't see beyond my own place
And it was so easy not to behold what I could hold
But you taught me I could change Whatever came within these shallow days

And I will never see the sky the same way and
I will learn to say good-bye to yesterday and
I will never cease to fly if held down and
I will always reach too high cause I've seen, cause I've seen

As the sun shines through it pushes away and pushes ahead
It fills the warmth of blue and leaves a chill instead and
I didn't know that I could be so blind to all that is so real
But as illusion dies I see there is so much to be revealed

And I will never see the sky the same way and
I will learn to say good-bye to yesterday and
I will never cease to fly if held down and
I will always reach too high cause I've seen, cause I've seen, twilight

I was stained, with a role, in a day not my own
But as you walked into my life you showed what needed to be shown
And I always knew, what was right
I just didn't know that I might
Peel away and choose to see with such a different sight

And I will never see the sky the same way and
I will learn to say good-bye to yesterday and
I will never cease to fly if held down and
I will always reach too high cause I've seen, cause I've seen, twilight...

We make our own reality, I guess we have to change our view at times. Sunrise or twilight, both change how the world is seen.

What's My Age Again

2011-09-12T21:34:00.000-07:00

Here's an oldie but a goodie. Often I'm asked to confirm my age, not a bad thing I guess with many still thinking I'm on the younger side of my 20's. Guess the years have been good even if the weekends are starting to take their toll.

"What's My Age Again" by Blink 182 sums up my feelings on the matter mostly. I don't appear to ever really act my age so people are often surprised to know that I'm a bit older that at first assumed.

Thankfully my friends rarely say I should act my age. I guess when some think they've got it made and are all grown up they forget all the magic that they knew when so much younger. I'm clinging to that for as long as I can. After all, we don't stop playing because we get old, but rather get old because we stop playing.

I took her out it was a Friday night
I wore cologne to get the feeling right
We started making out and she took off my pants
But then I turned on the TV

And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody likes you when you're 23
I'm still more amused by TV shows
What the hell is ADD?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

Then later on, on the drive home
I called her mom from a pay phone
I said I was the cops
And your husband's in jail
This state looks down on sodomy

And that's about the time that bitch hung up on me
Nobody loves you when your 23
I'm still more amused by prank phone calls
What the hell is caller ID?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

And that's about the time she walked away from me
Nobody loves you when your 23
And you still act like you're in Freshman year
What the hell is wrong with me?
My friends say I should act my age
What's my age again?
What's my age again?

That's about the time she broke up with me (Please stay)
No one should take themselves so seriously (with me, please stay)
With many years ahead to fall in line (with me, please stay)
Why would you wish that on me? (with me)
I never want to act my age (please stay)
What's my age again? (with)
What's my age again? (me)

What's my age agaaaaaaaaain?

Simple answer really, 12.

Highway to Hell

2011-09-11T21:41:00.000-07:00

Gotta love Twitter as it never ceases to remind me of the truly old school stuff.

"Highway to Hell" was one of those that I've heard parents say was devils music for years. Although these days I'll give Justin Bieber credit for that. Actually just about anyone claiming to be a rocker through the ages has been labeled evil or Satanic. So as a tribute to the fast and easy lifestyle, here's today's song by ACDC.

Living easy
Loving free
Season ticket for a one way ride
Asking nothing
Leave me be
Taken everything in my stride
Don't need reason
Don't need rhyme
Ain't nothin' I would rather do
Going down
By the time
My friends are gonna be there too, eh

I'm on a highway to hell
On the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell

No stop signs
Speed limit
Nobody's gonna slow me down
Like a wheel
Gonna spin it
Nobody's gonna mess me 'round
Hey Satan
Paid my dues
Playin' in a rockin' band
Hey momma
Look at me
I'm on my way to the Promised Land, wooh

I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell

Mmm, don't stop me
Eh,Eh,Eh

I'm on the highway to hell
On the highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
On the highway to
Hell
Highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell
Highway to hell
Highway to hell
I'm on the highway to hell
Highway to hell

And I'm goin' down,all the waa-ay-aay, wohh
M-on the highway to hell

I guess we're all on that highway, it's really up to us how quickly we get there.

Cartoon Heroes

2011-09-08T21:50:00.000-07:00

It's humorous Friday again, so we're going back to a few toons (as in cartoons).

Today's song is a funny from Aqua. "Cartoon Heroes" is just that... all those heroes from Saturday mornings. So today's song is dedicated to all of those that made us believe that someday we too could be a hero.

We are what we're supposed to be
Illusions of your fantasy
All dots and lines that speak and say
What we do is what you wish to do

We are the color symphony
We do the things you wanna see
Frame by frame, to the extreme

Our friends are so unreasonable
They do the unpredictable
All dots lines that speak and say
What we do is what you wish to do

It's all an orchestra of strings
Doin' unbelievable things
Frame by frame, to the extreme
One by one, we're makin' it fun

We are the Cartoon Heroes - oh-oh-oh
We are the ones who're gonna last forever
We came out of a crazy mind - oh-oh-oh
And walked out on a piece of paper

Here comes Spiderman, arachnophobian
Welcome to the toon town party
Here comes Superman, from never-neverland
Welcome to the toon town party

We learned to run at speed of light
And to fall down from any height
It's true, but just remember that
What we do is what you just can't do

And all the worlds of craziness
A bunch of stars that's chasing us
Frame by frame, to the extreme
One by one, we're makin' it fun

We are the Cartoon Heroes - oh-oh-oh
We are the ones who're gonna last forever
We came out of a crazy mind - oh-oh-oh
And walked out on a piece of paper

Here comes Spiderman, arachnophobian
Welcome to the toon town party
Here comes Superman, from never-neverland
Welcome to the toon town party

You think we're so mysterious
Don't take us all too serious
Be original, and remember that
What we do is what you just can't do

What we do is what you just can't do
What we do is what you just can't do
What we do is what you just can't do
What we do is what you just can't do

We are the Cartoon Heroes - oh-oh-oh
We are the ones who're gonna last forever
We came out of a crazy mind - oh-oh-oh
And walked out on a piece of paper

There's still more to come
And everyone will be
Welcomed at the
Toon - Toon
Town - Town
Party

At times I might be little more than a cartoon... but doesn't mean that I can't still be a hero too.

Flower of Scotland

2011-09-07T22:14:00.000-07:00

With the Rugby World Cup about to start, I have no illusions as to who might actually stand a fair chance of winning the cup, but it is always nice to cheer on the little guy. While I'm expecting the usual suspects (Tri-Nations, 6-Nations + Argentina) to put in a good showing, only 4 of those sides really stand a chance... and the others, well, they just make up the numbers really.

I'll support Scotland, I always have, always will, it's just the way I roll. Then again I'm not really South African so I don't feel bad. If it's any consolation, my brother that was born in Scotland supports the Bok's, so that balances things, right?

So today's tune is the official un-official national anthem for all Scottish events, "Flower of Scotland". Sing it proudly, after all, it takes a real man to wear a skirt.

O flower of Scotland
When will we see your like again
That fought and died for
Your wee bit hill and glen
And stood against him
Proud Edward's army
And sent him homeward
Tae think again

The hills are bare now
And autumn leaves lie thick and still
O'er land that is lost now
Which those so dearly held
And stood against him
Proud Edward's army
And sent him homeward
Tae think again

Those days are passed now
And in the past they must remain
But we can still rise now
And be the nation again
That stood against him
Proud Edward's army
And sent him homeward
Tae think again

Well we can hope... but win or lose the boys will put in a good showing.

Handful of Rain

2011-09-06T21:51:00.000-07:00

Having a bit of a moment last night, not really quite sure why. Then again, I'm not sure it really matters.

We're all sitting about waiting for something. Right now many are waiting for the Rugby World Cup to start. Others, for the seasons to change... and others for things far more important.

Me, I'm waiting for the rain. This is something I do every year around this time, waiting for that thunderstorm that officially marks Spring (lets face it, dates don't really define anything).

So today I'm going to an old classic from the Greatest Band of all time! Yeah, I know I've put this one in a few times already. "Handful of Rain" somehow seems to tell the tale of my life in so many ways. Right now, with too many years lost, I'm waiting on that storm. Something to shake things up, something to wash a lot away but most importantly, something to refresh and renew that which has gone thirsty for far too long.

The night is growing dark
From somewhere deep within
It shelters like an ark
And always takes you in

The barmaid walks on over
And pours another round
For a lost soul at the corner
Who prays he's never found

And the mind goes numb
'Till it's feeling no pain
And the soul cries out
For a handful of rain

Wash your women
In your whiskey
When your future's
In the past
And you're staring
Up at heaven
From the bottom
Of a glass
And you need some insulation
From the years you've
Had and lost
And you feel the perspiration
As you're adding up the cost

And the night rolls on
Like a slow moving train
And the soul cries out

There's a land
Beyond the living
There's a land
Beyond the dead
If it's true that
God's forgiving
Of the lives that we have led
In the distance
There's a thunder
And the air is thick and warm
And the patrons
Watch with wonder
The approaching of the storm

And the night rolls on
Like a slow moving train
And the soul cries out
For a handful of rain

All right

There's an old man in the corner
And he's smoking all the time
And the smoke is drifting
Upward and it's
Twisting in my
Twisting in my
Mind
In my mind

The whiskey's getting deeper
And I use it like a moat
There's a blues man in the distance and he's
Lost inside his
Lost inside his note
His note
His note

The night is growing dark
From somewhere deep within
It shelters like an ark
That always takes you in

And the night rolls on
Like a slow moving train
And the soul cries out
For a handful of rain

Difference is, I'm not looking for shelter... just the rain.

Rain

2011-09-05T21:40:00.000-07:00

Well a few mornings of good clear skies and I think Spring is genuinely here. That said the seasons haven't officially changed until we get our first real thundershower.

So today's inspiration is just that, "Rain" by the Guano Apes. Rain, like water simply signifies life (unlike survivor where fire apparently does). The warm summer rain I've always found comforting, and above all other things has been the only thing that's ever made me home sick. Then again, some might simply argue where my home truly lies.

I'm alone
can't wait until I feel your rain
so unreal
can't find another place of your rain
I believe
I still believe in your warm rain
I'm alone
can't sleep until I feel your rain

How can I find
Love, Faith and Trust inside of your rain
so unreal, can't find another place of your rain
I believe
I still believe in your warm rain
so untrue
help me to find through your warm rain

I send out my wishes
you gave me promises
why don't you feel the same
(I'm sad, I feel like a little child,
somebody left, there is no rain)

Oh no, I'm waiting
how about your rain?
I can't believe
I still believe in your rain
like in heaven
I can't wait until I feel your rain
so where's your life
who's living the rest of your life

I can't, I can't,
I can't live this life, I can't live this life
I can't see in your eyes
can't change it, no more tries
leave everyone with a smile
and you're sad, you feel like a little child
somebody's left there is no rain

I send out my wishes...

I guess I'm waiting for the rain... the warm embracing rain.

Open Your Eyes

2011-09-04T21:49:00.000-07:00

I was just flicking about and ended up coming across an older track that I'd "shared" a few years back.

Guano Apes are an interesting alternative band from Germany. Sticking primarily to English, it is easy enough to understand how they've stayed somewhat mainstream while being underground. A paradox you can only really find in music.

"Open Your Eyes" is one that just gives you a good kick where you'd likely need it most. You can't stay hidden, trapped inside forever. Eventually it's just those voices in your head that will talk to you... they tell twisted tales of half truths and suggestion.

Hide your face forever
dream and search forever

Have you ever been for sale ?
when your isms get smart
oh so selfish and mindless
with that comment in your eye

Do you think that you are hard ?
really harder than the other
man you're acting cold
if you are not in charge

Don't split your mentality
without thinking twice
your voice has got no reason
now is the time to face your lies

Open your eyes, open your mind
proud like a god don't pretend to be blind
trapped in yourself, break out instead
beat the machine that works in your head

Will you offer me some tricks
if I ever need them
would you go into that room
if I call 'em

Do you think that you are better
really better than the rest
you realize there's a problem
I know that you can give your best

Have you ever had a dream?
or is life just a trip?
a trip without chances
a chance to grow up quick

Open your eyes, open your mind
proud like a god don't pretend to be blind
trapped in yourself, break out instead
beat the machine that works in your head

Hide your face forever
dream and search forever
night and night you feel nothing
there's no way outside of my land

Open your eyes, open your mind
proud like a god don't pretend to be blind
trapped in yourself, break out instead
beat the machine that works in your head

Open your eyes, open your mind
proud like a god don't pretend to be blind
trapped in yourself, break out instead
beat the machine that works in your head

I guess it's time to open your eyes and see things as they really are and not how you think them to be.

Bye Bye Beautiful

2011-08-30T21:47:00.000-07:00

Well, not quite sure why this is my song for today. Perhaps I've just got the music video on my mind? Google it if you need to know why.

That said, "Bye Bye Beautiful" by Nightwish is a hard hitting track that tells a tale of massive loss. Off the bat it's assumed that it's someone telling a tale of the loss of a lover, but I'm thinking that this is as much the loss of a friend if anything. Perhaps just the tale of those that have grown too far apart due to outside influence?

I'm not sure I really get this one which could quite easily be why it plays on my mind that much.

Finally the hills are without eyes
They are tired of painting a dead man's face red
With their own blood

They used to love having so much to lose
Blink your eyes just once and see everything in ruins

Did you ever hear what I told you?
Did you ever read what I wrote you?
Did you ever listen to what we played?
Did you ever let in what the world said?
Did we get this far just to feel your hate?
Did we play to become only pawns in the game?
How blind can you be, don't you see?
You chose the long road, but we'll be waiting

Bye, bye, beautiful!
Bye, bye, beautiful!

Jacob's ghost for the girl in white
Blindfold for the blind
Dead Siblings walking the dying earth

Noose around a choking heart
Eternity torn apart
So toll now the funeral bells

"I need to die to feel alive"

Did you ever hear what I told you?
Did you ever read what I wrote you?
Did you ever listen to what we played?
Did you ever let in what the world said?
Did we get this far just to feel your hate?
Did we play to become only pawns in the game?
How blind can you be, don't you see?
You chose the long road, but we'll be waiting

Bye, bye, beautiful!
Bye, bye, beautiful!
Bye, bye, beautiful!
Bye, bye, beautiful!

It’s not the tree that forsakes the flower
But the flower that forsakes the tree
Someday I’ll learn to love these scars
Still fresh from the red-hot blade of your words

...How blind can you be, don’t you see...(x3)
...that the gambler lost all he does not have...

Did you ever hear what I told you?
Did you ever read what I wrote you?
Did you ever listen to what we played?
Did you ever let in what the words said?
Did we get this far just to feel your hate?
Did we play to become only pawns in the game?
How blind can you be, don’t you see?
You chose the long road but we’ll be waiting

Bye bye, beautiful
Bye bye, beautiful
Bye bye, beautiful
bye bye bye bye

We often label something as beautiful only to see that fade into something that we no longer care for.

The Game

2011-08-29T21:37:00.000-07:00

Well, had computer issues this week already, but all seems to be working right now. We can hope that it'll stay that way.

For some reason I'm left with the Motorhead track, "The Game" playing in my head. I guess we've all gotta play the game. What ever it may be that the game is today, tomorrow... forever?

Written and performed as an intro for a WWE competitor, however I just like it as a stand alone. "The Game" seems to taunt while asking a lot of questions. Then again, that's a lot like me I suppose.

It's time to play the game.....
TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!
Hahahaha
Muahaha

It's all about the game, and how you play it
All about control, and if you can take it
All about your debt, and if you can pay it
It's all about pain, and who's gonna make it
I am the game, you don't wanna play me
I am control, no way you can shake me
I am heavy debts, no way you can pay me
I am the pain, and I know you can't take me
Look over your shoulder, ready to run
Like a good little bitch from a smoking gun!
I am the game and I make the rules
So move on out or you can die like a fool
Try to figure out what my move's gonna be
Come on over, sucker, why don't you ask me?
Don't you forget there's a price you can pay
Cause I am the game and I want to play

It's time to play the game
Huahaha
TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!!
It's all about the game, and how you play it
It's all about control, and if you can take it
It's all about your debt, and if you can pay it
It's all about the pain, and who's gonna make it
I am the game, you don't wanna play me
I am control, there's no way you can shake me
I am your debt, and you know you can't pay me
I am your pain, and I know you can't tame me

Play the game
You're gonna be the same
You're gonna change your name
You're gonna die in flames
Muahahahaha

TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!!
It's time to play the game
It's time to play the game
It's time to play the game
Muahahahahahaha
TIME TO PLAY THE GAME!!!!
Hahahaha

At the end it's all about the game. It's not so much the game itself, but ultimately how you choose to play it.

Basket Case

2011-08-25T21:35:00.000-07:00

Sticking with humor on Friday's I've gone to one of those off the wall tracks. This one takes me right the way back to high school. "Basket Case" by Green Day is one of those that was pretty much an anthem of my youth. Guess I'm still doing my best to take control.

So with that in mind, we'll just kick off Friday with a bit of a chuckle, a stroll down memory lane and well, guess we'll just see where it takes us.

Do you have the time, To listen to me whine,
About nothing and everything all at once?
I am one of those
Melodramatic fools,
Neurotic to the bone no doubt about it

Sometimes I give myself the creeps,
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me,
It all keeps adding up,
I think I'm cracking up!
Am I just paranoid?
Am I just stoned?

I went to a shrink
To analyze my dreams
She says it's lack of sex
That's bringing me down
I went to a whore
He said my life's a bore
So quit my whining cause
it's bringing her down

Sometimes I give myself the creeps,
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me,
It all keeps adding up,
I think I'm cracking up!
Am I just paranoid?
Ah, Yuh, yuh, yuh!

Grasping to con-trol...
So I better hold on!

Sometimes I give myself the creeps,
Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me,
It all keeps adding up,
I think I'm cracking up!
Am I just paranoid?
I'm not sure...

I'll assume you just don't have the time... so, I'll not bother to whine.

Disarm

2011-08-23T21:33:00.000-07:00

As I sat down this morning, this was what came to me...

"Disarm" by the Smashing Pumpkins tells a tale of lost innocence, of having to take a stand whether you like it or not. I guess we all have to do that at some point. The world can be a cruel place at times with a smile often turning against us.

While this may seem kind of harsh, I prefer to take it and turn it around. This is one of my favourite tracks from the Pumpkins because of it's gentle melody. Funny how something so deep and hard can come over so soft, then again, I guess that's the point of the song.

Do we end up simply reflecting that which has shaped us. If "the killer in me is the killer in you" I guess we do, but then again with every choice we make being our own, who really is to blame. When the time comes to make your choice, turn the smile around and send it back. The real question would be, "What is that smile and what does it truly represent?"

Disarm you with a smile
And cut you like you want me to
Cut that little child
Inside of me and such a part of you
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my choice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

Disarm you with a smile
And leave you like they left me here
To wither in denial
The bitterness of one who's left alone
Ooh, the years burn
Ooh, the years burn, burn, burn

I used to be a little boy
So old in my shoes
And what I choose is my voice
What's a boy supposed to do?
The killer in me is the killer in you
My love
I send this smile over to you

The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you
The killer in me is the killer in you
Send this smile over to you

Instead, I'll simply send a smile... the reflection, the killer in me is the killer in you. Take from that what you will.

Who You Are

2011-08-22T21:34:00.000-07:00

Spent some time going through a whole load of files on my computer and as many are not named or poorly named it's like Christmas. So clicking each to find out what they contain I came across today's song.

"Who You Are" by Jessie J makes one simple point: "It's okay not to be okay." Reminds me of all the times when people have asked, "are you alright?" Only to be met with a "Not really." from me. Fair enough there are times where nobody can do anything about it. But hey, that's life.

Instead of being the one the world wants you to be, perhaps it's time to not really fit the mold. I don't think most people like doing that, they simply do what is expected rather than what they should.

I stare at my reflection in the mirror
Why am I doing this to myself?
Losing my mind on a tiny error,
I nearly left the real me on the shelf.
No, no, no, no, no...

Don't lose it all in the blur of the start!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay.
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
Just be true to who you are!
(who you are [x11])

Brushing my hair, do I look perfect?
I forgot what to do to fit the mold, yeah!
The more I try the less is working, yeah yeah yeah
'Cause everything aside me screams
No, no, no, no, no...

Don't lose it all in the blur of the start!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay.
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
But tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
There's nothing wrong with who you are!

Yes, no's, egos, fake shows, like BOOM,
Just go and leave me alone!
Real talk, real life, good luck, goodnight,
With a smile, that's my home!
That's my home, no...

No, no, no, no, no...
Don't lose it all in the blur of the start!
Seeing is deceiving, dreaming is believing,
It's okay not to be okay...
Sometimes it's hard to follow your heart.
Tears don't mean you're losing, everybody's bruising,
Just be true to who you are!
yeah yeah yeah

It's okay to not be okay and it's okay to cry sometimes. I think there are too many people who forget that and at the end of it all, they end up missing out on who they really are.

After all, it was Cher who said, "To thine own self be true". Okay, she didn't say it (neither did Mel Gibson for that matter) it was that Polonius guy.

Poisoning Pigeons in the Park

2011-08-21T21:45:00.000-07:00

Before Weird Al... before Twisted Tunes... before parody was the norm of the day there was, Tom Lehrer.

Originally banned as most truly offensive performers were Tom really took a good few causes and highlighted their plight. "Pollution" is one prime example.

However today I awoke as the sun was just trying to peek over the hills. The sky was clear and the air strangely warm. And the only thought that came to mind was, "Spring is here!!!" With that in mind, the only song that could really come to mind was this gem - "Poisoning Pigeons in the Park".

I'd like to take you now on wings of song, as it were, and try and help you forget perhaps for a while your drab, wretched lives. Here's a song all about spring-time in general, and in particular, about one of the many delightful pastimes the coming of spring affords us all.

Spring is here, a-suh-puh-ring is here.
Life is skittles and life is beer.
I think the loveliest time of the year is the spring.
I do, don't you? 'Course you do.
But there's one thing that makes spring complete for me,
And makes ev'ry Sunday a treat for me.

All the world seems in tune
On a spring afternoon,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.
Ev'ry Sunday you'll see
My sweetheart and me,
As we poison the pigeons in the park.

When they see us coming, the birdies all try an' hide,
But they still go for peanuts when coated with cyanide.
The sun's shining bright,
Ev'rything seems all right,
When we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

Lalaalaalalaladoodiedieedoodoodoo

We've gained notoriety,
And caused much anxiety
In the Audubon Society
With our games.
They call it impiety,
And lack of propriety,
And quite a variety
Of unpleasant names.
But it's not against any religion
To want to dispose of a pigeon.

So if Sunday you're free,
Why don't you come with me,
And we'll poison the pigeons in the park.
And maybe we'll do
In a squirrel or two,
While we're poisoning pigeons in the park.

We'll murder them{ all }amid laughter and merriment.
Except for the few we take home to experiment.
My pulse will be quickenin'
With each drop of strychnine
We feed to a pigeon.
It just takes a smidgen!
To poison a pigeon in the park.

Okay, I'm not going to be poisoning any pigeons anytime soon... but could it be that spring is finally here?

Hit Me Baby One More Time

2011-08-18T21:47:00.000-07:00

Well I'm thinking of all those funny things that get way too much radio play, yet still make me smile. So today we'll go back to the very beginning...

"Hit Me Baby One More Time" by Britney was pretty much where it all started. Gotta say that I wasn't all that enthralled, but as time has gone by think she's really matured, pretty much as a good cheese would! :)

So just because we're avoiding anything serious on Friday's, here's today's song:

Oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
That something wasn't right here
Oh baby baby
I shouldn't have let you go
And now you're out of sight, yeah
Show me, how you want it to be
Tell me baby
'Cause I need to know now what we've got

My loneliness is killing me
I must confess, I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

Oh baby, baby
The reason I breathe is you
Boy you got me blinded
Oh baby, baby
There's nothing that I wouldn't do
That's not the way I planned it
Show me, how you want it to be
Tell me baby
'Cause I need to know now what we've got

My loneliness is killing me
I must confess, I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

Oh baby, baby
Oh baby, baby
Ah, yeah, yeah
Oh baby, baby
How was I supposed to know
Oh pretty baby
I shouldn't have let you go
I must confess, that my loneliness
Is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

My loneliness is killing me
I must confess, I still believe
When I'm not with you I lose my mind
Give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

I must confess that my loneliness
Is killing me now
Don't you know I still believe
That you will be here
And give me a sign
Hit me baby one more time

What can I say other than, it makes me happy.

Best of Both Worlds

2011-08-17T21:40:00.000-07:00

It's been forever since I last posted. I'll use the excuse that I only post from work and that we've been seriously under pressure these last few weeks. Anyhow, I'm back...

I usually put on the tv in the mornings, tuned into Expresso and came across this gem by a Hannah Montanna/Miley Cyrus impersonator (Clasina Preston) singing this one. The outfit was, should I say colourful and the whole act a little bizarre. I loved it.

So today we'll consider the fact that people always say you can't both. Kinda like having a cake and eating it - but then, what is the point?!

Today, I'll accept that I do want the "Best of Both Worlds" and damn it... I'll get it! :)

Oh yeah
Come on

You get the limo out front
Hottest styles, every shoe, every color

Yeah, when you're famous it can be kinda fun
It's really you but no one ever discovers

In some ways you're just like all your friends
But on stage you're a star

You get the best of both worlds
Chill it out, take it slow
Then you rock out the show

You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together and you know that it's the best of both worlds

The best of both worlds

You go to movie premiers (is that Orlando Bloom?)
Hear your songs on the radio
Livin' two lives is a little weird
But school's cool cause nobody knows

Yeah you get to be a small town girl
But big time when you play your guitar

You get the best of both worlds
Chill it out, take it slow
Then you rock out the show

You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together and you know that it's the best of both
You know the best of both worlds

Pictures and autographs
You get your face in all the magazines
The best part is that you get to be who ever you wanna be

(Best! Best!) Yeah, the best of both!
(Best! Best!) You got the best of both!
(Best! Best!) Come on, the best of both!

Who would of thought that a girl like me
Would double as a superstar

You get the best of both worlds
Chill it out, take it slow
Then you rock out the show

You get the best of both worlds
Mix it all together and you know that it's the best of both worlds

You get the best of both worlds
Without the shades and the hair
You can go anywhere

You get the best of both girls
Mix it all together
Oh, yeah
It's so much better 'cause you know you've got the best of both worlds

Couldn't help but really chuckle at this one this morning. So, if nothing else, at least it made me smile

Blank Page

2011-08-09T21:48:00.000-07:00

Well, as Ozzy would say, I'm going through changes. Okay it's a haircut and a shave... but for anyone that knows me, a haircut is a massive thing.

It's time to Turn the page and start a new chapter... perhaps a whole new story?

Today's song, "Blank Page" by the Smashing Pumpkins tells an age old tale. Ghosts of those that have come and gone.

Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to say anything
In bed, I was half dead
Tired of dreaming of rest
Got dressed, drove the state line
Looking for you at the five and dime
Stop sign told me stay at home
Told me you were not alone

Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to hurt anyone
In bed, I was half dead
Tired of dreaming of rest

You haven't changed...
You're still the same
May you rise as you fall

You were easy, you are forgotten
You are the ways of my mistakes

I catch the rainfall
Through the leaking roof
That you had left behind
You remind me
Of that leak in my soul

The rain falls
My friends call
Leaking rain on the phone

Take a day, plant some trees
May they shade you from me
May your children play beneath

Blank page was all the rage
Never meant to say anything
In bed, I was half dead
Tired of dreaming of rest
Got dressed drove the state line
Looking for you at the five and dime
But there I was, picking pieces up

You are a ghost
Of my indecision
No more little girl.

The nice thing about a blank page is just that, it's blank. You can start a whole new story if you really want to.