Monday, February 28, 2011

No-One But You (Only The Good Die Young)

Well... there's a Queen song for just about every day (okay, so there's a Queen song for every day!).

Had some rather sad news over the weekend. The passing of a friend. While we were far from close friends it always hits home when one so young is taken. So today's tune goes out to Mandie, "No-One But You (Only The Good Die Young)".

A hand above the water
An angel reaching for the sky
Is it raining in heaven -
Do you want us to cry?

And everywhere the broken-hearted
On every lonely avenue
No-one could reach them
No-one but you

One by one
Only the Good die young
They're only flying too close to the sun
And life goes on -
Without you...

Another Tricky Situation
I get to drownin' in the Blues
And I find myself thinkin'
Well - what would you do?

Yes! - it was such an operation
Forever paying every due
Hell, you made a sensation
You found a way through

One by one
Only the Good die young
They're only flyin' too close to the sun
We'll remember -
Forever...

And now the party must be over
I guess we'll never understand
The sense of your leaving
Was in the way it was planned...

So we grace another table
And raise our glasses one more time
There's a face at the window
And i aint never, never saying goodbye...

One by one
Only the Good die young
They're only flyin' too close to the sun
Cryin' for nothing
Cryin' for no-one
No-one but you


"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."

Sunday, February 27, 2011

God of Thunder

I hate Mondays (and no, I'm just quoting Garfield). This morning started like far too many other Mondays with a network, local server issue. No server, no internet, no mail... no nothing. As it turns out we just needed to reset a router/firewall. But a pain in the ass that we didn't need first thing this morning.

Anyhow, I've decided to stick with cheesy stuff this morning and so, Kiss it will be. If I was a rocker, I would just have to be a glam rocker! So much fun to be had in just being way over the top. Besides it's a lot easier to be in full dress on stage playing a part that you don't have to take home with you. Just ask Alice or Marilyn... or even Ozzy for that matter.

So for a little glam first thing this morning, "God of Thunder".

You've got something about you
You've got something I need
Daughter of Aphrodite
Hear my words and take heed

I was born on Olympus
To my father a son
I was raised by the demons
Trained to reign as the one

God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul

I'm the lord of the wastelands
A modern day man of steel
I gather darkness to please me
And I command you to kneel
Before the

God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul

I am the lord of the wastelands
A modern day man of steel
I gather darkness to please me
And I command thee to kneel
Before the

God of thunder and rock and roll
The spell you're under
Will slowly rob you of your virgin soul


If I was a rockstar, I would cast my spell.

Wednesday, February 23, 2011

Amazing

Well, well... well. Found a few real gems this week. It's quite simply amazing that I've managed to overlook so many great tracks so far. Then again, there is so much great stuff out there that it's hard to cover it all.

Aerosmith are a band that really were big (to me) during the 90's. They got a lot of radio play from Barney Simon (does anyone else remember him). Today's tune, "Amazing" brings up some really good points. Things are pretty amazing if you sit and think about it, it just takes that moment of clarity.

I kept the right ones out
And let the wrong ones in
Had an angel of mercy
To see me through all my sins
There were times in my life
When I was goin' insane
Tryin' to walk through the pain

And when I lost my grip
And I hit the floor
Yeah, I thought I could leave
But couldn't get out the door
I was so sick n' tired
Of livin' a lie
I was wishing that I would die

It's amazing
With the blink of an eye
You finally see the light
Oh it's amazing
When the moment arrives
You know you'll be alright
Yeah it's amazing
And I'm saying a prayer
For the desperate hearts tonight

That one last shot's a Permanent Vacation
And a how high can you fly with broken wings
Life's a journey - not a destination
And I just can't tell just what tomorrow brings

You have to learn to crawl
Before you learn to walk
But I just couldn't listen
To all that righteous talk oh yeah
I was out on the street
Just tryin' to survive
Scratchin' to stay alive

It's amazing
With the blink of an eye
You finally see the light
Oh it's amazing
When the moment arrives
That you know you'll be alright
Oh it's amazing
And I'm saying a prayer
For the desperate hearts tonight

"So, from all of us at Aerosmith
To all of you out there, wherever you are.
Remember- the light at the end of the tunnel
May be you. Goodnight!"


It is pretty amazing when that "I'm-Awesome-Pill" kicks in... just wish more folk would take theirs.

Tuesday, February 22, 2011

The Power of One

Again, this one surprises me. I can't believe that I haven't added anything by Sonata Arctica yet! I'm sure the search function here simply doesn't work. Anyhow...

Sonata Arctica are a rock/metal band that hail from the "edge of the world, in the northern Finnish town of Kemi". This explains a lot about their used of the English language, structure of sentences and pronunciation. That said, it's song, you have creative license and are encouraged to use it when you can.

Today's tune "The Power of One" kinda goes out to all those at the moment in one way or another protesting, feeling oppressed or those that feel that they just don't have a choice in the matter (no matter how big or small their situation may feel to them or others).

(spoken)
"My father’s land, my mother’s tongue
Misleading me so shamelessly
For many years I misbelieved
The hatred is the path for me..."

Father I have killed many angels,
I think
I will now walk to the sea.
I hope I will someday forgive me
Please moor
my empty boat on a pier

I can blame for the blue blood that runs in my veins.
But I seem to forget that we are all the same.

In your own blaze of hate you've spawned the fear in many lives
You've taken action thinking it was all said on the signs.
You cannot heal the feeling burning deep inside your spine
You now collapse, cave-in revealing scabby marks of life

Mother I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me, stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
But the pain will remain.
No power to gain.

Now I have time to dwell on, self awareness, dreadful crime.
I saw the colors too bright, not knowing that I was blind.
I slayed a man who took a chance and drank the forbidden wine.
The map I draw reveals that I have been complete, machine, in team.

Father I've seen too much, I hate to live my life.
Forgot every word you told me. Stubborn little child, (angel of your life)
I have to find my Eden now, the gates I left behind.
The pain will remain.
No power to gain. No!

Mother where's your son.
When has this begun?
Who has been the fool?

No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Who can tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live in, the things said and done
They can well overrun
The power of one!

No one was born to be a servant or a slave.
Can you tell me the color of the rain?
In the world that we live in, the things said and done
They can well overrun
The power of one.

To live and let die
To give hope and take life
Is that what you're here for?

To think that you are right
To make sure it won't fly
Is the making of a hate crime

In the lands of the brave,
In the homes of the land slaves,
We are all the same

I need to believe.
There's more than the eye can see
All colors of rainbow.

No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master

In the land we live, we die
praise the oneness, praise the lie
To bind a web around the faker
We will need a true
Rainmaker

No one was born to be a slave
Seek the past and place the blame
Tell me the color of the rain
No one was born to be a master

(spoken)
"Children of Abel, Children of Cain
Can live in harmony, without shame
The keys that I grant thee, The Sacred Land
Are dry desert sand on the palm of your hand
Without the water, the wisdom of past
Will run through your fingers, forgotten so fast
Thus now when I leave you, I'm truly blind
This blindness, this blessing, the hope of mankind..."


I think the closing is about as good as it gets. Perhaps if we could somehow retain wisdom of the past while remaining blind to the hatred that's hindered so much then maybe this blessing will offer us all a little hope.

Monday, February 21, 2011

Learn to Fly

Wasn't quite sure what I was gonna put in here today and then this came on the radio. You have to love the Foo Fighters and the music video for today's track really is very amusing.

"Learn to Fly" though is far from simply amusing... Think we're all really trying to learn to fly in one way or another.

Run and tell all of the angels
This could take all night
Think I need a devil to help me get things right
Hook me up a new revolution
Cause this one is a lie
We sat around laughing and watched the last one die

And I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright

I'm looking for complication
Looking cause I'm tired of lying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly

I think I'm done nursing the patience
I can wait one night
I'd give it all away if you give me one last try
We'll live happily ever trapped if you just save my life
Run and tell the angels that everything's alright...

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life
Looking for something to help me burn out bright

I'm looking for complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to

Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try to make this life my own

Fly along with me, I can't quite make it alone
Try and make this life my own

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life (sign of life)
Looking for something to help me burn out bright

I'm looking for complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying (tired of trying)
Make my way back home when I learn to

I'm looking to the sky to save me
Looking for a sign of life (sign of life)
Looking for something to help me burn out bright

I'm looking for a complication
Looking cause I'm tired of trying
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to fly
Make my way back home when I learn to… (Learn to, learn to, learn to, learn to…)


Better to burn up than fade away? Guess I'm still learning to fly, but we'll all make it home one way or another in the end.

Sunday, February 20, 2011

Superman

Took the weekend mostly chilling out and not doing very much. Really feel much better for it. I did manage to get through a few of my more mellow tunes and came across this gem.

"Superman" by Five for Fighting (John Ondrasik) is really rather sombre and so I guess a real Monday song. That said, it's also quite inspirational in the fact that it gives personality to even those who seem infallible.

I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
I’m just out to find
The better part of me

I’m more than a bird…I’m more than a plane
I'm more than some pretty face beside a train
It’s not easy to be me.

I wish that I could cry
Fall upon my knees
Find a way to lie
About a home I’ll never see

It may sound absurd…but don’t be naive
Even heroes have the right to bleed
I may be disturbed…but won’t you concede
Even heroes have the right to dream
And it’s not easy to be me.

Up, up and away…away from me
Well it’s all right…You can all sleep sound tonight
I’m not crazy…or anything…

I can’t stand to fly
I’m not that naive
Men weren’t meant to ride
With clouds between their knees

I’m only a man in a silly red sheet
Digging for kryptonite on this one way street
Only a man in a funny red sheet
Looking for special things inside of me
inside of me ...... inside of me ...ya inside of me... inside..of me

I’m only a man in a funny red sheet
I’m only a man looking for a dream

I’m only a man in a funny red sheet

It’s not easy ... wu.. hoo.. hoo..
It’s not easy to be.. me...


If we accept that even heroes have their moments of weakness, then it's easier to accept that we too will and that we too will get over it.

Thursday, February 17, 2011

Handful of Rain

I can't believe I haven't posted this one yet (so Blogger fix your search). If life really did have a soundtrack that was recorded, set and available on Amazon.com then this one would have to be on mine.

"Handful of Rain" by Savatage from the album of the same title tells a sad story. This entire album was pretty much written and recorded by Jon Oliva after the death of his brother despite not crediting most of it to him. The story behind this one is pretty much wasted years, wasted opportunity and the hope for that one little spark to rekindle long lost fires.

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


Water to cool the soul, water to quench the thirst, water to bring back life to that which has been all but lost. I guess at times all we need is a handful of rain because that's all it really takes.

Wednesday, February 16, 2011

God Gave Rock and Roll to You

Haven't had any glam rock in a while... so today we'll go with one of my favourites, Kiss. Mostly because I'm wearing my Kiss t-shirt today, but ultimately how can anyone not love these guys? I suppose they might have been considered a little extreme in their day, but lets face it looks aside their music is as poppy as Britney or Lady Gaga.

Today's track is "God Gave Rock and Roll to You" which I heard the first time (that I can recall) on the soundtrack to Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey. Kind of gives everyone hope that they might eventually reach the highs of a rockstar. The journey may be long (you may even dance with the reaper)... might be bogus at times, but always end excellent!

God gave rock and roll to you,
gave rock and roll to you
Put it in the soul of everyone

Do you know what you want? You don't know for sure
You don't feel right, you can't find a cure
And you're gettin' less than what you're lookin' for

You don't have money or a fancy car
And you're tired of wishin' on a falling star
You gotta put your faith in a loud guitar

God gave rock and roll to you,
gave rock and roll to you
Gave rock and roll to everyone (oh yeah)
God gave rock and roll to you,
gave rock and roll to you
Put it in the soul of everyone

"Now listen"
If you wanna be a singer, or play guitar
Man, you gotta sweat or you won't get far
Cause it's never too late to work nine-to-five
You can take a stand, or you can compromise
You can work real hard or just fantasize
But you don't start livin' till you realize -
"I gotta tell ya!"

God gave rock and roll to you, gave rock and roll to you
Gave rock and roll to everyone
God gave rock and roll to you, gave rock and roll to you
Put it in the soul

[Instrumental break]

God gave rock and roll to you
(to everyone he gave the song to be sung)
Gave rock and roll to you,
gave rock and roll to everyone
God gave rock and roll to you
(to everyone he gave the song to be sung)
Gave rock and roll to you,
saved rock and roll for everyone
Saved rock and roll
God gave rock and roll to you,
gave rock and roll to you
Gave rock and roll to everyone (oh yeah)
God gave rock and roll to you,
gave rock and roll to you
Put it in the soul of everyone

"I know life sometimes can get tough!
And I know life sometimes can be a drag!
But people, we have been given a gift,
we have been given a road
And that road's name is... Rock and Roll!"


A gift indeed. When I grow up I'll be a rockstar.

Tuesday, February 15, 2011

Whiskey In The Jar

Well did a little creative work for a few of the folk here at the office... who said doing a bit of writing was difficult - I did! Anyhow, ended up with a bottle of Famous Grouse, my poison of choice as payment for services rendered.

This led to a few drinks last night before watching Spurs take on AC Milan. After little sleep the night before, I only managed to half time. Pity really as the game got really interesting in the second half.

So I'm kinda glad I got the chance to chill last night. Feeling much better for it this morning after a good nights rest. So after a pretty good night last night, I'm up to do it again this evening. And that in mind leaves me with the same tune that was in my head as I came into work this morning, "Whiskey in the Jar" (although must confess I do like the Metallica version over the Thin Lizzy one - originally recorded by The Dubliners though)

As I was goin' over the Cork and Kerry mountains.
I saw Captain Farrell and his money he was countin'.
I first produced my pistol and then produced my rapier.
I said stand and deliver or the devil he may take ya.

I took all of his money and it was a pretty penny.
I took all of his money and I brought it home to Molly.
She swore that she loved me, never would she leave me.
But the devil take that woman, yeah for you know she tricked me easy.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar-o.

Being drunk and weary I went to Molly's chamber.
Takin' money with me but I never knew the danger.
For about six or maybe seven, yeah in walks Captain Farrell.
I jumped up, fired my pistols and I shot him with both barrels.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar-o.

Now some men like the fishin' some men like the fowlin',
Some men like ta hear, ta hear the cannon ball a roarin'.
Me? I like sleepin' especially in my Molly's chamber.
But here I am in prison, here I am with ball and chain, yeah.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da.
Whack for my daddy-o,
Whack for my daddy-o.
There's whiskey in the jar-o yeah.

Whiskey in the jar-o.

Musha ring dum a do dum a da,
Musha ring dum a do dum a da hey,
Musha ring dum a do dum a da,
Musha ring dum a do dum a da hey,


I guess sometimes it's better to just stay at home and enjoy a whiskey or two.

Monday, February 14, 2011

1979

We'll go back in time today, by about 30 years (and then some change), to 1979. A track from the Smashing Pumpkins that really takes me back to my early teens. It was conveniently timed and themed in my life I guess.

Cool kids, breaking rules and hanging out with the wrong crowds. Things we all need to do at some point I guess. Ever wonder just what we would really get up to if we could go back to our teens. Would we be more reckless or would we somehow be more responsible?

Another track that has a pretty awesome music video.

Shakedown 1979
Cool kids never have the time
On a live wire right up off the street
You and I should meet
Junebug skipping like a stone
With the headlights pointed at the dawn
We were sure we'd never see an end to it all

I don't even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don't know
Just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed to the earth below

Double cross the vacant and the bored
They're not sure just what we have in store
Morphine city slippin' dues down to see

We don't even care as restless as we are
We feel the pull in the land of a thousand guilts
And poured cement, lamented and assured
To the lights and towns below
Faster than the speed of sound
Faster than we thought we'd go
Beneath the sound of hope

Justine never knew the rules,
Hung down with the freaks and ghouls
No apologies ever need be made
I know you better than you fake it to see

We don't even care to shake these zipper blues
And we don't know just where our bones will rest
To dust I guess
Forgotten and absorbed into the earth below
The street heats the urgency of now
As you see there's no one around


Time will come and pass, but with each dawn we get to start anew.

Sunday, February 13, 2011

You Look So Fine

Today's tune is another from Garbage. I just fell in love with this one when I saw the music video. Very simple, perhaps overly dramatic?

"You Look So Fine" has to be one of my "moment" songs. Funny enough how just about every time I need to test something working that's the one I end up playing. I guess it's all about looking for a happy ending of some sort?

You look so fine
I want to break your heart
And give you mine
You're taking me over

It's so insane
You've got me tethered and chained
I hear your name
And I'm falling over

I'm not like all the other girls
I can't take it like the other girls
I won't share it like the other girls
That you used to know

You look so fine

Knocked down
Cried out
Been down just to find out
I'm through
Bleeding for you

I'm open wide
I want to take you home
We'll waste some time
You're the only one for me

You look so fine
I'm like the desert tonight
Leave her behind
If you want to show me

I'm not like all the other girls
I won't take it like the other girls
I won't fake it like the other girls
That you used to know

You're taking me over
Over and over
I'm falling over
Over and over

You're taking me over
Drown in me one more time
Hide inside me tonight
Do what you want to do
Just pretend happy end
Let me know let it show

Ending with letting go
Ending with letting go
Ending with letting go

Let's pretend, happy end
Let's pretend, happy end
Let's pretend, happy end
Let's pretend, happy end


I guess letting go might just be the happy end. Seems to be working so far.

Wednesday, February 9, 2011

Everybody's Free (Sunscreen Song)

Couldn't help but chuckle as I was reminded of this one part way through yesterday. We all know "The Sunscreen Song" (even if it's officially titled, "Everybody's Free"), but this is a Yoda spin on it.

So just for you Jodene, Yoda's take on "Everybody's Free". Despite changing most of the content of the song, I don't think any of the message has been lost. In someways, I guess to me at least, many of the references make a bigger impact and more sense. Then again, I'm far from being normal.

Sunscreen good
No sunscreen bad
Rest of advice based on years of Jedi teaching experience, yes.
This advice I dispense now
Enjoy the power and beauty of the Force
Understand the Force you will not
until you have used it
Fabulous is how you look
Fat as Jabba the Hutt you are not
Worry not about the Dark Side
Worrying is as effective as trying to stick C-3PO together with bubblegum
Do one thing, everyday, that would scare even Darth Maul
Yes
Floss
waste time not at Mos Eisley
In the end hung over you will be, yes
Kind to your lightsaber be
For when it's gone, miss it you will
Dance, even if you have nowhere to do it
but your own swamp on Dagobah
Beauty magazines read you not
make you feel ugly and green they will
Yes
Just one minute you wait
What is wrong with being ugly and green? I ask
Get to know your father
You never know if Darth Vader he will be
Live on ice planet Hoth once
Leave, before hard it makes you
Live in Naboo once
But leave before soft it makes you
Travel at lightspeed
but make sure hyperdrive works
Accept certain inalienable truths
Luke and Leia, related they are
Wookies shed all over the furniture they will
And sound a lot like Grover on Sesame street, I do
Respect Mace Windu
Very good in Pulp Fiction he was
Yes
With your hair mess not
Or by the time you're 800
One thousand it will look
Be careful of advice and. . . Boba Fett
but trust you me on the sunscreen
Yes

He is here,
I have felt him


Yup, be kind to your lightsaber, for when it is gone... miss it you will.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Pink

Well... moving onto something rather amusing and very lighthearted this morning. I'm going onto my favourite colour, Pink.

"Pink", by Aerosmith is one of those that if you've seen the music video cannot fail to make you chuckle.

So, break out the pink drinks... Anything else that might be pink and fluffy... Today is going to make you smile.

Pink - it's my new obsession
Pink - it's not even a question,
Pink - on the lips of your lover
(oh)
'Cause Pink is the love you discover

Pink - as the bing on your cherry
Pink - 'cause you are so very
Pink - it's the color of passion
Ah, 'cause today it just goes with the fashion

Pink - it was love at first sight
Yeah, Pink - when I turn out the light
And Pink gets me high as a kite
And I think everything is going to be all right
No matter what we do tonight

You could be my flamingo
'Cause pink - it's the new kinda of lingo
Pink - like a deco umbrella (shit)
It's kink that you don't ever tell her

Pink - it was love at first sight
And Pink when I turn out the light
Pink gets me high as a kite
And I think everything is going to be all right
No matter what we do tonight

Yeah!

I want to be your lover
I, I wanna wrap you in rubber
As pink as the sheets that we lay on
'Cause Pink - it's my favorite crayon

Yeah!

Pink - it was love at first sight (yeah)
Pink - when I turn out the light
Pink - it's like red but not quite
And I think, everything is going to be all right
No matter what we do tonight


Gotta love pink... ;)

Monday, February 7, 2011

Broken

Well... Been thinking a lot of my dad of late. Guess that'll just come and go in waves. I'm still amazed he managed to pull of most of what he did and keep a family going all those years. Heck to the most part we ended up alright (yeah, okay, so my alright is far removed from most mind you).

Today's song, "Broken" by Seether (formerly Sarin Gas) was written by Shaun for his daughter after having to back on tour shortly after her birth. Later it was used as a duet with Amy Lee for the movie soundtrack of Punisher. While I'm an Amy Lee fan, I prefer it with just Shaun singing I think it holds much truer to the origins of the song that way.

I remember watching the guys play this one a few years back. I could only stand there and kinda just soak it up. Memories... so many memories.

One line really stands out, "There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight". You can only be angry about things for so long, but in the end there really is no blame to be made. Time will always be too short and we'll never really learn as much as we should, we can only hope to learn as much from the special folk as we can.

I wanted you to know that I love the way you laugh
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain away
I keep your photograph and I know it serves me well
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

Because I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

The worst is over now and we can breathe again
I wanna hold you high, you steal my pain away
There's so much left to learn, and no one left to fight
I wanna hold you high and steal your pain

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away

'Cause I'm broken when I'm open
And I don't feel like I am strong enough
'Cause I'm broken when I'm lonesome
And I don't feel right when you're gone away


I think we're all kinda broken in many ways. Events in life slowly break little pieces off of us but that's what shapes us. As I like to remember, even the statue of David is just a piece of stone that's been broken in just the right places.

Sunday, February 6, 2011

Always Look on the Bright Side of Life

Well, I'm back. Been off for a week and just taking it easy. Broke all possible forms of routine - it was fantastic.

I'm in a pretty happy space at the moment (even if I do have one sick kitty - but he'll be fine) and I can't believe that I've never added a Monty Python song! So in perfect contrast to the usual Monday today's tune is "Always Look on the Bright Side of Life" from The Life of Brian. Possibly the most blasphemous movie of all time? Dunno, I thought it was hysterical. That said and done, this is is sung/played... (performed?) as the movie ends.

Cheer up, Brian. You know what they say.
Some things in life are bad,
They can really make you mad.
Other things just make you swear and curse.
When you're chewing on life's gristle,
Don't grumble, give a wistle!
And this'll help things turn out for the best...
And...

(the music fades into the song)

...always look on the bright side of life!
(whistle)

Always look on the light side of life...
If life seems jolly rotten,
There's something you've forgotten!
And that's to laugh and smile and dance and sing,

When you're feeling in the dumps,
Don't be silly chumps,
Just purse your lips and whistle -- that's the thing!
And... always look on the bright side of life...

(whistle)
Come on!

(other start to join in)
Always look on the bright side of life...
(whistle)

For life is quite absurd,
And death's the final word.
You must always face the curtain with a bow!
Forget about your sin -- give the audience a grin,
Enjoy it -- it's the last chance anyhow!

So always look on the bright side of death!
Just before you draw your terminal breath.
Life's a piece of shit,
When you look at it.

Life's a laugh and death's a joke, it's true,
You'll see it's all a show,
Keep 'em laughing as you go.
Just remember that the last laugh is on you!

And always look on the bright side of life
(whistle)
Always look on the bright side of life
(whistle)


Sometimes, just maybe if we stop long enough and have a good look around we might just get the joke? Always look on the bright side... and don't forget to "laugh and smile and dance and sing".