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Mr. Peter Parkour has so graciously tagged me for a musical meme. And seeing as I love memes…and music…I couldn’t pass this one up. The rules are simple: post a song and/or video that puts a smile on your face no matter what kind of mood you are in. There are no special rules, do with it what you will, but it would be greatly appreciated if you give a little shout out and link back to the post from which it was stolen borrowed. So you must, must, MUST stop over at Hate and Anger and pay Mr. Parkour a visit. You won’t be disappointed. But be prepared for the chuckle factor for he keeps me in stitches daily.
Honestly, this was tougher for me than I thought it would be because there are so many ‘bouncy, happy, cheery’ songs that put a smile on my face no matter what my mood. Since this is my blog and I’m never very good at following rules I’m choosing two songs to post. The first song is a song that has always made me smile…even a long, long time ago when I was wearing my rainbow t-shirt and corduroys with a big comb stuck in the back pocket when I heard it as a youngster:
ELO – Mr. Blue Sky
PS: If any of you guys are daring enough to grow a ‘fro like Jeff Lynne’s…I would totally date you.
This next one is from my college years. Oh, what fun we had. This song always reminds me of hanging out with my bestest friend, JLCB, drinking, dancing, beating up someone’s coat, vomiting out of car windows and just being plain silly. It always makes me smile (and sometimes even giggle out loud) and I can’t help but dance when I hear it (much to the horror of my child).
Erasure – Star
Damn! Did Andy Bell just get hit in the head with an asteroid?
It’s time for yet another meme. I snagged this one from Taoist Biker. Sorry, I’m a thief, we all know that by now. But he, apparently, stole it as well so I’m not feeling terribly bad about my thievery. This one’s great fun because you all get to play along. Woo hoo. The rules are as such:
1. Put your mp3 player or music player on your computer on random.
2. Post the first four lines from the first 20 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song (skip repeat artists).
3. Post and let everyone you know guess (in the comments!) what song and artist the lines come from.
4. Please play fair. Don’t be a dirty rotten cheater and Google the lyrics!
I have a feeling mine are going to be pretty darn easy to guess, but who knows, maybe I’ll stump you. Good luck everyone. Have fun!
When she was three
Her Barbies always did it on the first date
Now she’s with me
There’s never any need for them to demonstrate
I backed my car into a cop car, the other day
Well he just drove off, sometimes life’s ok
I ran my mouth off a bit too much, oh what did I say
Well you just laughed it off, it was all ok
We’ve never need forgiveness
Left home at seventeen
Raised up on hate
To a life that’s second rate
Girl of sixteen, whole life ahead of her
Slashed her wrists, bored with life
Didn’t succeed, thank the Lord
For small mercies
See them walking hand in hand across the bridge at midnight
Heads turning as the lights flashing out it’s so bright
Then walk right out to the fourline track
There’s a camera rolling on her back, on her back
You pretend you’re high
You pretend you’re bored
You pretend you’re anything
Just to be adored
Some expression in your eyes
Overtook me by surprise
Where was I how was I to know’
How can we drive to a movie show
It’s been pretty simple so far, vacation in Athens is calling me
And knock, knock, knock on wood, I thought I’d left you behind
Heaven is yours, heaven is yours, heaven’s yours where I live
The thought of the catacombs left my soul at home
Alcohol on my hands, I got plans to ditch myself and get outside
Dancing women throwing plates, decapitating their laughing dates
Swirling chickens caught in flight, out of focus and much to bright
Coming down, shiny teeth, game show suckers trying to breathe
Crazy rides rockets
Who has a magic wand
Empty out your pockets
Words without a song
Escape is on your mind again
Escape to a far away land
At times it seems there is no end
To long hard nights of drinking
I would swallow my pride,
I would choke on the rinds,
but the lack thereof would leave me empty inside,
swallow my doubt
There’s a brand new dance but I don’t know its name
That people from bad homes do again and again
Its big and its bland full of tension and fear
They do it over there but we don’t do it here
I sing myself to sleep
A song from the darkest hour
Secrets I can’t keep
Inside of the day
Hey, you’re just too funky for me,
I gotta get inside of you,
And I’ll show you heaven if you let me.
Hey you just too funky for me,
I want a girl with a mind like a diamond
I want a girl who knows what’s best
I want a girl with shoes that cut
And eyes that burn like cigarettes
Let me tell ya’ll what it’s like
Being male, middle class and white
It’s a bitch, if you don’t believe
Listen up to my new cd
(You’ve got the power in there)
(Waving your wand in the air)
Time after time those fanatical minds
Try to rule all the world
If I ask you difficult questions
If I make improper suggestions
Would you find that a risk to your health
Would you put me up on the bookself
Throw away the radio
Suitcase…Keeps you awake
Hide the telephone, the telephone
Telephone in case…You realize that…
I am, yet again, a thief. I’ve stolen this meme from…hmmm…someone. I’ve seen it all over the blogosphere recently and took note of it whilst visiting Joan or Teeni or Moonbeam…sorry gals, can’t remember where I saw it first so you all get mention. Anywho…the deal-e-o is that you are supposed to post a song that really gets to you. You know, the one song that just yanks those damn heart strings and makes you ache inside…causes you to reflect…or just plain makes you writhe on the the floor in sobs. Yeah, right, like a song could do that. Okay…on with the game. As usual, besides the fact that I swiped this, I am not tagging, and I’m not following the rules because I cannot simply post just ONE song. There are so many songs out there that evoke my emotions but I’ve managed to narrow it down to two. And here you go…
Rob Thomas – Little Wonders
Yes, the video is hokey, but I couldn’t find a live version, so deal. Besides, who doesn’t want to look at the fine Mr. Thomas? The first few lines of this song get me every time…
Let it go
Let it roll right off your shoulder
Don’t you know
The hardest part is over
Let it in
Let your clarity define you
In the end
You will only just remember how it feels
Whew. Okay, deep breath.
And then there’s this one:
Marc Cohn – Walk Through the World
Likewise, I was hoping to find a live version of this song as I prefer it performed as such. Damn this song. This song actually gives me chills as soon as I hear it and by the end I’m pretty much guaranteed to be crying. Oy. I’m such a hopeless romantic that the simple line, “Walk through this world with me” says it all. If I EVER get to see Mr. Cohn perform this live I will probably be asked to remove myself from the venue due to my uncontrollable blubbering.
Wow, that was tough listening to two of my pullers-of-the-heart-strings songs back to back.
Play along if you’d like. I stole it, so you can, too. I know…I’m a bad influence.
I know, I know, it’s been far too long since I’ve posted one of these interviews but, hey, life gets in the way sometimes! Just calm down, sit back and enjoy another of E’s Elucidations…this time around, it’s all about the tunage:
WHAT IS YOUR TAKE OF THE MUSIC SCENE THESE DAYS?
E: Right now the most popular music is from the hottest teens like Sean Kingston, Miley Cyrus/Hannah Montana and the Jonas Brothers.
WHO IS YOUR FAVORITE MUSICAL ARTIST?
E: Jonas Brothers
WHAT ARE SOME OF YOUR FAVORITE SONGS?
E: “Play My Music” by the Jonas Brothers; “This is Me” by Demi Lovato; “Low” by Flo Rida.
WHAT DO YOU THINK MAKES A MUSICIAN POPULAR?
E: Their good voice and the catchy tunes they sing.
DO YOU HAVE AN MP3 PLAYER OR iPOD?
E: No, I really want one but my Mom says they are too expensive.
WHY DO YOU SUPPOSE SOME MUSICIANS HAVE EXPLICIT LYRICS IN THEIR SONGS?
E: Because they are letting their emotions out, just letting everything go.
WHY DO THEY PLAY THE SAME SONGS OVER AND OVER ON THE RADIO?
E: So people can listen. If one person listens and then they tell a friend, they might want to listen.
WHAT DO MUSICIANS WRITE SONGS ABOUT?
E: Maybe about girlfriends, boyfriends, love, having a bad day, practically anything.
WHAT MUSIC THAT YOUR MOM LISTENS TO IS YOUR FAVORITE?
E: Black Eyed Peas
ARE THERE ANY MUSICIANS YOU DON’T LIKE?
E: Yes, very many; Dixie Chicks, Barenaked Ladies, Vanessa Hudgens, and Cheetah Girls because of the way they sing.
ARE YOU A GOOD SINGER?
E: Yes, because my Mom says so.
IS YOUR MOTHER?
E: No, she doesn’t sing in tune.
I’ve swiped yet another meme from Red. Yes, I’m a meme whore. And, as always, I won’t follow the directions to a “t”, nor will I tag. So…feel free to play! This one just involves listing seven songs you are ‘into’ at the moment. I’ve also borrowed Joanharvest’s idea of posting videos to go along with the songs. What fun…right? Alrighty, then…sit back, listen and enjoy (well, maybe not, depending on the type of music you like – I like a little bit o’ this and a little bit o’ dat).
U2 – “Walk On”
Garbage – “Stupid Girl”
George Michael – “Too Funky”
Beck – “Girl”
India Arie “I Am Not My Hair”
NIN – “Only”
Our Lady Peace – “Superman’s Dead”
Lovely E and I have been having a splendid time in Florida with my dear friend, J, and we just got back from the Hannah Montana concert. Moms and daughters were rockin’ tonight!! J and I were exceptionally excited when we walked into the arena and were welcomed by a neon sign that read “Jack is Here”…and oh, Jack WAS there! Jack Daniels, that is. It was a crazy scene and we felt bad for those poor moms milling about without some sort of alcoholic beverage.
We made it through the throngs of high-pitched screaming girls (I’m pretty sure some of the screams were only heard by dogs) and fortunately didn’t have seizures from the intense light show and fireworks displays. Yes, damn it, we’re getting old. The kids had a fabulous time, but as always, I can find something to complain about in any situation – what the hell would I write about if I didn’t?
I had a hard time enjoying the concert because I was too busy fending off the blond bimbo that sat next to me. Every frickin’ time she started to take a photo of her kids she would twist herself right out of her seat and somehow her expansive ass would end up in my lap. Ugh. Then, she nearly blinded J as she flailed her outstretched arm across us and pointed her garishly long-nailed finger at someone or something across the arena. Not to mention she got a little too excited while swinging her glow in the dark concert ‘thingy’ around and around and around – I’m not sure if she was trying to hypnotize me with it or was getting ready to let that thing rip and whack me in the head. Good times.
We did have some fun after downing several drinks and embarrassing the heck out of our children when Billy Ray Cyrus appeared for the encore with his daughter. Our girls didn’t quite know what to do when their mothers began acting like obsessed teenagers and swooned over Mr. Achy Breaky Heart!