Day 26 and songs that make you want to fall in love, Dear Reader…
*Nice, Clicky. Describes symptoms of falling in love pretty well…*
*Pretty sure Leggy’s choice has more with falling in lust, Clicky… /smirks… What did Poppy Sweet Pea choose?*
*He is a very lucky man, Clicky…*
*They both are…*
… So kick back before you fall over, and enjoy! 😉
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Day 26: songs that make you want to fall in love
Cade’s first song pick…
I guess I’m gonna have to go way way back here. My “love life” has been shit as of late.
Utter shite
I guess my love life has been shit anyway. No idea as to the protocols for keeping score on scoring, nor who is keeping score, nor why. I’m single, no prospects, I have no intention of having any prospects, so yeah…shit. I guess I’m just not “In The Mood For Love”. This means we’re going to have to go way way way WAY back to where I was a starry-eyed kid laying on the floor, listening to music, and dreaming of my dream gal.
^’Let ‘Em In’ – PaulMcCartney.com Track of the Week^
Roob’s first song pick…
Thoughtful Man and I just celebrated our 29th wedding anniversary at the weekend. I say celebrate; he reminded me, I congratulated us and he grumbled that he would serve less time for murder. Neither of us are of a particularly romantic bent…
*And it was Pops’ birthday… /lights up and smokes… Nearly the oldest in the house… /flicks ash… but not quite yet…*
^Peter Gabriel – Don’t Give Up (ft. Kate Bush)^
Cade’s second song pick…
This next one may not seem like a love song or a song that makes you want to love to many, but it is to me. This track is off of what is prolly my favorite AC/DC album. Before you dismiss that thought out of hand, AC/DC was “my band” as a kid, and I had all their albums. ALL of their albums. Imports, rarities, anything I could get my hands on, and I liked pretty much everything they did.
Anyway, I can recall relating to the song mainly because even from a very young age, my personal path seemed as tho it was gonna be a rocky one. I’m quite plain, average in just about every category, sickly, not that smart, not really good at anything, so chicks weren’t exactly throwing themselves at me. Figure it prolly best that I treat anyone who is interested in me as best I can. Tragic that I’ll prolly be no good at that either. But, I can try.
/shrug
Never know when you are going to bump into someone that is also looking for somebody to shove.
BLOOPS! I mean, somebody to love, not shove.
Lyrics are here for anyone who wants to sing along.
^Up to My Neck in You^
Roob’s second song pick…
Falling in love is easy; I do it all the time. The night the boys came home from the hospital, after their birth was very fraught indeed. The late summer night was hot and sultry, which made them cry. The nappies we’d got were way too big, so every time they peed, they got wet, then cried. They cried a lot. Thoughtful Man and I were snipping and sniping at each other in our rising panic, which made them cry. Just what the holy, motherfucking hell had we done!?
Just before dawn, Thoughtful Man decided to try music. He chose a song, scooped a wailing bundle in each arm and hit ‘play’ on the CD player with his big toe. He rocked back and forth, singing softly. The twins stopped crying and I fell in love again…
^Two Little Boys – Rolf Harris^
Cade’s third song pick…
This 30 Day Challenge thing is getting personal. Not sure how smart it is of me to open up too much. Might be sneaky fuckers out there trying to find out what turns me on, all so they can get in my pants.
ROFL
Um, where was I? OH YEAH! FANTASY LAND!!! Digress.
Love is weird. I’m not sure if Love is a thing made up of many things, or many things made up of some single thing. Maybe its both of those. Either of those? No idea. I do know that Love is one of the best timekeepers that I’ve ever found. When all other time and times are fuzzy and unclear, Love is quite distinct, whether it be present or not. When Love is there, you know it. When Love isn’t there, you know it. When Love’s companion Hate is there, you know it. Etc.. Which, I personally think that Hate is just Love through a different filter.
I kinda see Love as a light inside of an old-style cheese grater that is spinning. The source of the Love is quite pure, but it needs some filtering before it gets to us. It needs to be cut. The pure stuff is way too potent. Deadly. So yeah, the Love is inside the cheese grater, the grater is spinning, and the cheesy goodness type of Love that we humans can understand is being slung and spewed out all over the cosmos. ‘Cept more like a disco ball or disco lights kinda things. Maybe that’s why discos and nachos are so popular?
/me shrugs again
Love is weird.
^deadmau5 feat. Grabbitz – Let Go (Extended Edit)^
Roob’s third song pick…
I’m struggling to make up my mind for my third song choice…
*I dunno, Clicky… /stubs butt… And the other one…*
*I can’t choose…*
The final word to Roob Clicky…
^David Bowie – Letter to Hermione^
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*Oh good thinking, Clicky…*
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