30-Day Song Challenge: Voice!

Today’s challenge, Dear Reader, is to present you with songs from artists whose voices Cade and I love…

*Fox has been trending on Twitter all day today, Clicky… /lights up… I dunno… /drags… Disney seem fair that you can be dismissed purely ‘cos of your skin colour… /plumes smoke…*

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^Lea Salonga – On My Own (Les Misérables) [720p]^

Enjoy! ❤

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Day 28: songs by artists who’s voice we love

Cade’s first song pick…

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Last night, I had a dream. In the dream, there was some vaporous, quasi-hidden fucker hiding in the shadows whilst darting around telling me that I needed to select music(s) that were representative of various things. In one instance, I was tasked with selecting a song that would be representative of the overall vibe of the 1970s. In my dream, the song that I selected was an instrumental. More than that, this song wasn’t released until the late 1970s. Although there is no singing on this track, the vocalist for this particular group likely has one of the most unique, identifiable, and iconic singing voices in rock music. However, when I woke, I had nothing but questions. Made no sense to me at all upon waking that I had chosen this particular song in my dream to be representative of the 1970s that I personally know. Prolly lingering guilt over not choosing a Tom Petty & The Heartbreakers song on the “songs that break your heart” day.

Ironic that whilst pondering all this crap about love and death, I personally cannot escape…dreams. Pretty sure I never owned the album ‘Hemispheres‘, and also pretty sure that I would never consciously select this song as being an all-encompassing representative of my time spent in the 1970s. Moreover, after I woke this morning, did some reading on this song, and was shocked to discover that it is about…dreams. Nightmares, to be more specific. I can only wonder as to why my subconscious would select a song with no vocals to be representative of a time that contained all kinds of vocal expression.

^Rush – La Villa Strangiato^

Roob’s first song pick…

Seeing as Cade has kicked us off with his dreams, I have to include Dolores O’Riordan and the Cranberries, and a song from one of my all time favourite movies…

*/blows smoke rings… Woodstock revivial? Interesting, Clicky… /flicks ash…*

Cade’s second song pick…

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Kinda weird that in a dream, there are many things that make sense within the context of the dream. However, once that dream has ended and you are awake, all of that clarity fades to confusion. You can almost feel it in your being that this dream and the things in it made sense whilst you were dreaming. But now that you are back in this realm and lucid, you can’t help but giggle a bit at the absurdity of it all. No fucking way any of that craziness made sense. And if it did? I’ll be goddamned if I can remember what it was that made it make sense. None of it makes sense anymore.

^Cocteau Twins – “Ribbed and Veined”^

Roob’s second song pick…

As Cade is still on the subject of dreams, I shall continue with another voice I love from an all time favourite movie of mine. This time Roy Orbison…

^Roy Orbison’s Dream From You’ve Got Mail^

Cade’s third song pick…

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Dreamy. Dreamy, dreamy, dreamy. Some sounds are like a barrier between eternal peace and eternal war. Voices don’t exist here in the more traditional sense(s). They’re here, they just…operate a little differently. Almost like contempt and respect existing in the same space, and doing so without being hateful or spiteful, and even without being loving or adoring. I love you, and I hate you, and I do both of these at the same time, without really doing either. Almost like looking backwards. Or looking forwards. Looking anywhere and everywhere but here.

^Daniel Lanois – Jimmy Was^

Roob’s third song pick…

Harry Nilsson has appeared a couple of times already during this song challenge…

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*Drink & Drugs! on Christmas Day… /final drag… And Sad! on Day 10… /stubs butt… I do love his voice, Clicky…*

… And wouldn’t you know it, he also has a song about dreams, one that plays over the opening credits of one of my all time favourite movies…

^The Puppy Song – Harry Nilsson^

The final word to Cade…

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It’s not really unusual that certain things “make sense” within a certain context, but outside of that context…no, no sense made. Putting on a concert in the middle of a field prolly doesn’t make much sense. God almighty…that was over 50 years ago. Made no sense then, makes no sense now, and yet, people are still talking about it.

Q: Does Woodstock have anything more than commercial value?

A: ??

What is “Woodstock” anyway? I’m not trying to plan the 100th anniversary or anything, but I do wonder what value this concert/event will have in the year 2069. Will it make sense. Yeah, the one from 1969…will it make sense in 2069, and if so, to whom, and under what auspices, pretenses, terms and conditions will it make sense? Will DMT be a staple of the water supplies of the future much like Fluoride is a staple of the water supplies of today, and everyone will be “tripping-balls” 24/7? Which, I think I’ve pretty much decided that Fluoride is added to water to keep the pipes and infrastructure clean, and it being added for the benefit of people’s teeth or other human health concerns is pure horseshit. ‘Cept for of course the fact that drinking water supplied via filthy pipes is indeed a health concern. There are some weird loops in life.

Does it make sense to you that I have had the requirements of today’s challenge on my mind the entire time that I’ve been writing, yet have primarily used songs with no vocals?

Welp, I have

Guess you’ll just have to read between the lines a bit. I hear all kinds of voices in the music that I’ve included. Some voices I like, some voices I love, some voices…not so much. Woulda been great to see this final song performed live at the time tho. Strange how voices speak to us, and when.

^SHA NA NA WOODSTOCK 1969 DUKE OF EARL^

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Woo Hoo! Penultimate day of the 30-Day Challenge tomorrow, and Cade and I will be tasked with choosing songs remembered from our childhoods…

*I said penultimate, Clicky… /rolls eyes…*

Until then, Dear Reader, have a Song 😀

^Giorgio Moroder & Philip Oakey – Together In Electric Dreams^

30-Day Song Challenge: Heartbreak!

Apols! Dear Reader, I took yesterday evening off…

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*’Cos I felt like it… /lights up and smokes… I didn’t half feel shattered last night…*

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*Yeah, I had to cook and iron. How come you never help me with any of that stuff, Clicky?*

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…Anyhoo, the ‘songs to break your heart’ challenge follows. Enjoy! ❤

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Day 27: songs that break your heart

Cade’s first song pick…

As I best as my 33 & 1/3cc brain can deduce, today is (at a minimum) a combination of days 4, 9 and 10. This whole challenge thingie has wafted in and out of the tangible and intangible realms, and now it has gone and gotten downright personal. It now wants to know about tunes that may make me happy and/or sad, and it also wants to know how to conjure things in me that might be best left undisturbed. Moreover, it want’s to know how to achieve all of these things in a single swipe. Lastly, why is this particular challenge coming on Day 27?

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I dunno if there is a significance of this particular challenge coming on Day 27. That said, I’m quite sure that I’m suspicious of anyone who wants to know what kinds of music breaks my heart. Especially coming on the heels of Day 26 which wanted to know about stuff that makes me want to fall in love.

^deadmau5 – Errors in my head^

Roob’s first song pick…

I don’t know that my first song choice breaks my heart as such. It is about heartbreak – spending the first night of your honeymoon in separate rooms is as cruel fuck. Or not, as the case may be, but singing along loudly with the song is kinda cathartic. Try it… Free da pain!

^Freda Payne – Band of Gold – Lyrics^

Cade’s second song pick…

Any paranoia I may have displayed in my previous block of text is…yeah, not really there. But it also kinda is. Kinda weird that someone out there in the world would want to know specific songs that break my heart. But, misery is said to love company, so maybe its a matter of maybe not feeling so alone. Knowing not only that your heart is broken, and what broke it, but why, as well as an assurance of “ME TOO!”, so that one does not feel so isolated and outcast. I mean, hell, the Ode To Joy movement from Beethoven’s 9th Symphony can break hearts, it just breaks hearts in a way that others can more readily identify with and will likely more openly admit. The tears in their eyes are usually a dead giveaway.

Digress

What got me off into “paranoid” types of thinking was a matter of this day’s requirements having less “overlap” and being more…pointy. That got me to thinking about all of the data collection methods used online anymore. I mean, you can’t go to a website that has a Numerology name calculator anymore. If you enter your name, the website is likely to keep it/store it, and use it in some way to make money. You do read a website’s “Privacy” page…right?

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AstrologyFutureEye Privacy

If you scroll down to the “How information of user collected” section, then read under “Online Forms”, you will notice that they say you can enter your name safely on any of their forms because they will not collect it. However…do you trust them? How would you know if they were collecting your information. More than that, what could you do about it. The English on that Privacy Policy ain’t that great which raises some legal questions, not to mention that the site owner is located in India. What does any of this have to do with music/songs that break my heart?

I dunno
^Mumford and Sons – Little Lion Man^

Roob’s second song pick…

My second song choice is about a whole life of heartbreak…

*Fucking ‘ell, Clicky… /flicks ash… You don’t see adventure playgrounds like that anymore…*

^I’m Still Waiting^

Cade’s third song pick…

Have spent a lot of time over the past few years upending anecdotes and cliches. Such as…

“Can an infinitely powerful being create a weight so heavy, that even they cannot lift it?”

My answer was…

”Yes. But what about when they eventually can lift this weight?”

Today is not indicative of tomorrow, so what is the point of such a question other than to silence debate and/or dissent? Point being, I’m wondering here if there a difference between a song that has broken my heart, and a song that will break my heart. More than that, is there potentially a song that has broken my heart in the past, still breaks my heart now, and this song will always break my heart in the future. Do I build up a resistance. Do I grow calloused. Will the scars from where the cracks appeared eventually fade or will they always be there.

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Can I potentially lift a weight tomorrow that I could not lift today?

^Alan Walker – Faded^

Roob’s third song pick…

*Ah, Bridget Jones. I love Bridget Jones. Who sang that song originally, Clicky?*

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*Eric Cartman? That’s just stupid…  /stubs butt…*

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*Alright. Keep ya ‘air on…*

^Eric Carmen – All By Myself (Audio)^

The final word to Roob Clicky…

^Blur – Coffee and TV^

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Three more days of challenges left, Dear Reader…

*/squints… Day 29 sounds like another crack at Day 12…*

… Fingers crossed, we’ll have this wrapped up over the we kenned. Have a Song 😉

^Annie Lennox – Why (Official Music Video^

30-Day Song Challenge: Love!

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…

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I guess I’m gonna have to go way way back here. My “love life” has been shit as of late.

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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…

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*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…

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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.

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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…*

Remember to bring tissues with you tomorrow, Dear Reader, as Cade and I will be tackling songs that break your heart. Until then, have a song… ❤

^Jimmy Ruffin – What Becomes of the Brokenhearted^

30-Day Song Challenge: Dead!

*The Pixies aren’t dead, Clicky… /furrows brow… Phew! You had me worried there…*

Songs from dead artists today, Dear Reader…

*Is it me, or is Leggy’s choice out of sync? …/lights up and smokes… Weird…*

*No, Poppy Sweet Pea’s choice plays okay…*

… It’s not the nicest of subjects, so joining Cade, below, will be Clicky…

*Wait, no! Deadmau5 isn’t dead!*

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*Oh… /flicks ash… Git!*

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Day 25: songs by artists that are no longer living

Cade’s first song pick…

Prolly a safe bet that whoever wrote this…

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So let’s start there.

^The Oldest Known Melody (Hurrian Hymn no.6 – c.1400 B.C.)^

Clicky’s first song pick…

^Aretha Franklin & George Michael – I Knew You Were Waiting (For Me) [Official Video]^

Cade’s second song pick…

OK, so, we’ve got us some music. But in order to modernize and lay the groundwork for the commercial music and entertainment industries to come, we’re going to need some lyrics. I guess whomever wrote this shiz is also likely to be…

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^Poems by Hungry Coyote Nezahualcoyotl, poet of ancient Mexico^

Clicky’s second song pick…

^Prince Love Is A Losing Game With Amy Winehouse^

Cade’s third song pick…

We’ve figured out how to make music, we’ve figured out how to write some accompanying vocals, so let’s get them together, and we’ll let Israel bring it all home for us. Unfortunately, this Israel dude you are about to hear singing and playing the ukulele…

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^OFFICIAL Somewhere over the Rainbow – Israel “IZ” Kamakawiwoʻole^

Clicky’s third song pick…

^David Bowie – Let’s Dance (Official Video)^

The final word to Clicky Roob…

I only found out last year the fantastic guitar solo on ‘Let’s Dance’ was played by Stevie Ray Vaughan (deceased). Here he is playing ‘Voodoo Chile’ by – also deceased – Jimi Hendrix…

^Stevie Ray Vaughan – Voodoo Chile [Jimi Hendrix Cover]^

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Just five more days to go for the 30 day challenge, Dear Reader. The songs presented tomorrow will be ones that ‘make you want to fall in love’…

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*Oh boy, Clicky… /stubs butt… do you have a lot to learn…*

… Have a Song… 😉

^Lessons In Love | LEVEL 42^

30-Day Song Challenge: Forwards!

^Reel 2 Real feat. The Mad Stuntman – I Like To Move It (Official Video)^

Welcome, Dear Reader, to songs that move you forward, or if you prefer, day 22 of 30 in our epic LoL Song Challenge…

*That’s full of stars, Clicky… /lights up and smokes… 

*/squints… Interesting…*

Legs Poppy and Cades Moving Forward Songs

*Yeah, I guess a theme tune does start an episode, Clicky… /blows smoke rings… That one’s perfect… /thinks… A Sandy Pearlman and a Schwimmer? Weird…*

Enjoy! ❤

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Day 22: songs that move you forwards

Cade’s first song pick…

Songs that move me…forward. Fuck! I’m not trying to make this more complex than it needs to be, but what if I’m standing facing a corner? Forward is the last place I wanna go, and moving backwards may be the only way to move forward. What if a meteor is about to hit me? Moving left or right may be…forward. I’m just curious as to the qualifier in today’s challenge with respect to movement. This is some Willy Wonka “gotta go forward to get back” levels of mind-fuckery we got going on right here. Fuck it, let’s start off with my second song first, and go with ‘It Moves Me’ by Neal Rosengarden. This is a great song with some awesome guitar picking, some excellent percussive elements, and some damn uplifting lyrics being delivered by some great vocals. Only problem is, I have not a clue how to find this song other than by this clip below from the movie ‘Gizmo!‘. Which, if you haven’t seen it, it is WELL worth a viddy.

Q: Is there a reason I can’t get to my WordPress dashboard?

A: !¿WTF?!

First I couldn’t like WordPress comments, now I can’t even get to my own blog. Kinda difficult to move forward when you can’t get access to the tools that are going to propel you in that direction. Sorry Roob, but we’re gonna have to go backwards for the time being in order to proceed.

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^Vintage – Inventions, Gadgets & Ideas^

Roob’s first song pick…

My first serious boyfriend was a chap called Paul. We met at a pub called Bloomers near the entrance to the Rotherhithe Tunnel in Bermondsey, on Halloween 1985. I was dressed as a nun, he was dressed as a vicar; it was meant be 😉 I still have the mixed tape he later made for me with music from that night, and this song kicks it off…

^Total Contrast – Takes A Little Time (12 inch US Remix) HQsound^

Cade’s second song pick…

This next song is actually my third pick btw. I have a song buzzing around in my head regarding movement, but I went to pee earlier and forgot what song it was I meant to look up when I got back to my computer. Anyway, since I have no idea what “forward” means in this current day’s context, let’s muddy the waters even more, and we’ll do so using a magical invention devised for delivering sonic clarity in an otherwise busy and potentially muddy audio environment.

^Moving in Stereo^

Roob’s second song pick…

Regardless of direction, this next song not only gets you moving, but it slows you right down before getting you moving again. Genius!

^Fatboy Slim – The Rockafeller Skank (HQ audio)^

Cade’s third song pick…

First song of mine was actually ‘Move!‘ by Public Enemy, but I’m not gonna use it as my first pick. That song has propelled me for several decades now, and I appreciate that. However, this last one is another one of those songs that found its way onto my radar a few years back, and boy, did it ever appear just when I needed it to. This is another song that got me through a lot of long and lonely times. So yeah, moved me forward? Yep, this song did that. Helped to get me here anyway. I’m thankful for that. I haven’t a clue where I am, but glad to be here.

I have many promises to keep…

And miles to go before I sleep.

Miles to go before I sleep.

^Grouplove – “Ways to Go” [OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO]^

Roob’s third song pick…

My third song is infused with four word motion…

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*Yes that’s rolling on a river…/stubs butt… not exactly what I meant though, Clicky…*

^Ike & Tina Turner – Proud Mary 1973^

The final word to Cade…

I’m not trying to always get “the last” word…

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I just recalled my original first pick. I can’t recall the other song that I was thinking about, but this one, yes. Pretty sure this one is the first ever really difficult piece that my uncle who taught me the drums put on the turn table, and said to me “give this one a try”. Man, talk about a kid wearing greased ice skates trying to skate uphill…I was fucking overwhelmed. Over time, I got to where I could hang in for certain parts, but other than that, I had to improvise. All that was in my 13 year old head was “none of my friends play stuff like this! Who in the hell am I going to play music with? I wanna be a rock drummer!”

Looking back, taking the time to learn stuff like this could have potentially made me a much better drummer/percussionist. But, I didn’t. I stuck with AC/DC and Judas Priest and Saxon and the like, and concentrated on being a good time-keeper. Again, little did I know then that learning stuff like Billy Cobham could have helped immensely in that regard. But again, I didn’t. As to which direction this song moved me? No idea.

^Billy Cobham – Spectrum^

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Tomorrow Cade and I will be suggesting songs everyone should listen to…

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*I know! I thought we’d been doing that for these past 22 days…*

… So until then, Dear Reader, have a Song…

^Yann Tiersen, Fuck Me^

30-Day Song Challenge: Names!

Welcome, Dear Reader, to Day 21 of the LoL Song Challenge, and ditties with a name in their title is the focus of our attention today…

^The Ting Tings – That’s Not My Name^

Having missed yesterday’s challenge, Poppy Sweet Pea has been more than generous with her suggestions today, with not one…

^Suzanne Vega – Toms Diner (Official Music Video)^

… Not two…

^Suzanne Vega – Luka (Official Video)^

… Not three but four songs for inclusion…

^The Police – Roxanne^

… With a little one thrown in from her beau, the Underdog, Legs…

^Tenacious D – Dio live (HD)^

Enjoy! 😀

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Day 21: songs with a name in their title

Cade’s first song pick…

Funny that only two nights ago I was watching a reaction video where the dude was listening to the entire album Treasure by Cocteau Twins. Lotta songs on that album with “a person’s name” in the title. Loads of great music on that album too. But upon my first listening to the album many years ago, there was one in particular that really grabbed me.

^Cocteau Twins – Lorelei -^

Roob’s first song pick…

For this post, I’m gonna pick the three songs with my closest female relatives’ names in their titles, and I shall start with my Nanny Packer. This was her song…

^Dexy’s Midnight Runners – Come On Eileen (Original Promo Restored) (With Lyrics) (1982) (HD)^

Cade’s second song pick…

Got another song in mind, also has a girl’s name in the title, but gonna take a quick detour before getting to that one.

And yes, I realize that “Sue” is also a girl’s name, but, that’s kinda the point of the song. I wore trenches in the 45 listening to this one over and over when I was a kid. The part about fighting always fascinated me. Especially the part where his dad comes at him with a knife and “cut off a piece of my ear”.

WTF?!?!?!?? 

I guess I related to the song because relations between myself and my own father were always…strained. Makes sense I guess because he and his own father were always at it like a coupla rabid badgers. Maybe it’s genetic.

^Johnny Cash – A Boy Named Sue (Live At San Quentin Jail 1969)^

Roob’s second song pick…

My second song choice is for my Mother and unlike when Nanny P passed away, we did have mum’s song played at her funeral. There was not a dry eye in the place…

^The Beatles – Hey Jude^

Cade’s third song pick…

OK, last one, another girl name. This too popped up recently for me when stumbling across a video where a really smart and sharp dude breaks down songs and shows how they are assembled. He’s got some expensive tools for breaking down the original audio into its various parts, he’s very technical about how he breaks it down, but at the same time he puts a lot of stuff in layman’s terms by showing how the bits of music are assembled. Not to mention that he’s obviously a huge music fan. He’s got one for this next song too if you care to indulge yourself. Blah blah blah …digress.

I really liked this song, but grew up in a time period and geographical location to where admitting as much could get you killed. Wimpy music that only wussies and fags* listen to. Kinda funny considering the musical prowess of the members of Toto. But, all just part of growing up when and where I did.

/me shrugs

*Fags (pejorative, slang, US): queers, homos, butt-pirates, gay rods, poofs, homosexuals.

^Toto – Rosanna (Official Music Video)^

Roob’s third song pick…

My last choice is for my sister. To be honest, I was only really familiar with the chorus before today, but mum and dad sang it to her a lot when she was a babe…

^Bobby Sherman – Julie, Do Ya Love Me (1970)^

The final word to Cade…

Gotta give this song a mention, because were it not for this song, I likely would never have met a lot of people that I have met over the past coupla years, and you would not be reading this now. Heard it on one of the first “sync videos” that I ever saw, it was used as background music, and it grabbed me from the get go. I fucking HAD to find this song. I fucking HAD to know who made it. Was kinda funny when I found out that the person who wrote it had actually appeared on my radar before. Coincidence? Possibly. But have you ever had a really long string of words appear randomly in your head? A very succinct something built by two very distinct somethings from your past?

Film: A Thin Skin Or Membrane, God Does Not Play Dice

Yep, that whole thing appeared in my head one day I guess about eight years or so ago now. Sitting alone in the garage, not doing anything, BLAM!!! there it was. Blew my mind because it brought a lot of childhood memories flooding back. Things long forgotten. Especially the mechanics of membranes, how they work, why they exist, etc.. As such, I found myself quite perplexed, was completely cut off and isolated at the time, so I immediately went to Google, searched for the whole string, and “synchromysticism” is what I found. In particular, two videos by someone called “Sealion”…one was a four parter called “Film: A Thin Skin Or Membrane”, and the other a single video called “God Does Not Play Dice”. Quite overwhelming considering my situation at the time. The videos made sense, but at the same time I didn’t understand them. Why me? Why now? Why so succinct and to the point, and yet so vague? Guess I’ll just tighten my seatbelt, and see where it all leads.

I’ve since learned that “sealion” is a slang for a form of harassment where one intrudes on conversations with disingenuous questions. “Sealioning” is I guess throwing up a wall of questions when not actually seeking answers. A method for stealing time. Time-thieves. Right up my alley. Maybe I’m in the right place afterall. Maybe not. No idea.

^POGO – Alice (Official Video)^

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*There you are, Clicky… /pat snout… I wondered where you got to…*

We’re nearly into the final straight, Dear Reader, so here is a quick recap of where we’ve been and where we’re headed…

… And we hope you’ll join us again tomorrow. Have a Song 😉

^Cliff Richard & The Shadows – Move It (The Cliff Richard Show, 19.03.1960)^

30-Day Song Challenge: Meanings!

LAST TIME

*Good thinking, Clicky. Buggered if I can remember where we got to…*

Apols! for the two day break in this 30 Day Song Challenge, Dear Reader. I did manage to drag my snot-riddled carcass into work at the Tower on Monday morning, but was promptly sent home…

*The chorus is applicable, Clicky, but the song has a different meaning…*

… But, now I’m on the mend and feeling at least half human again, we can finally get on with the post. No suggestion from Poppy Sweet Pea this time, I’m afraid, but Leggy is provided an absolute corker of a song with many meanings…

^The Damned – Curtain call – The Best Version Sound & Video^

… So, let’s crack on, Dear Reader. Enjoy! 😀

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Day 20: songs that have many meanings

Cade’s first song pick…

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This is potentially an interesting topic with a lot of latitude. Let’s us start off with something obvious.

^If You See Kay _ APRIL WINE^

Roob’s first song pick…

Considering the unexpected war-like start to the new year…

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*/lights up… Yeah, the US bagging the Iranian General in Iraq… /drags…  was a bit black swanish, Clicky… /streams smoke…*

… my first pick is a song about a symbol that has different meanings…

*That’s fantastic… /smokes… Whipple the gliding ace should be the name of a swan…*

… To me, it will always mean ‘The Young Ones’ 😀

^MOTÖRHEAD – Ace of Spades on “The Young Ones”^

Cade’s second song pick…

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This one qualifies in a less “tongue-in-cheek” kind of way. I’ve thought of using this song several times during the course of this writing. Anyway, I’ve written about this song in previous writings + the album the song appeared on + the album cover = a young mind wandering to some distant and strange places. I honestly have no idea the scope of the places my mind went went I was 7/8 years old, laying on the floor, and listening to this song through headphones while staring at the album cover.

I get the feeling that you don’t always need drugs to “trip“, and the album ‘A Question Of Balance‘ by The Moody Blues is quite possibly one of the strangest ways to get mind, body, spirit and soul to places far afield. The music is…well, it ain’t really Rock-N-Roll…let’s just put it that way. I wouldn’t consider it Progressive either. At the same time, it’s too heavy for me to consider it either Classical or Folk. It’s like some Frankensteined experimental blending of a lot of different musical styles and elements, all joined together to tell some individual narratives in a single tale. And, it’s some pretty fucking good music.

^The Moody Blues- Question^

Roob’s second song pick…

Until 2014, I had never even heard of this next song. It was completely new to Thoughtful Man also, which was a surprise, as he’s a music buff and a collector of songs. Apparently Beatles fans are still arguing amongst themselves as to its meaning, but to me? It means…

man well know nothing

*I couldn’t have put it better myself, Clicky… /flicks ash…*

^Glass Onion (Remastered 2009)^

Cade’s third song pick…

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Would anyone…choose…to go to hell? Am a bit older now, so what “hell” actually is appears to be not so clearly defined as it was when I was younger. The Greeks appear to have some thoughts on the place, as did the Scandinavians, as do a lot of cultures, so what is this place. Really. What, is, hell? Why, in the hell, would anyone want to go there?

Being textually clever and creative about your own station in life can be dangerous. It may just get you damned. Like say, a rock-n-roll singer and lyricist writing about their experiences within their chosen profession, and writing metaphorically to relate what the experience is actually like. Willingly agreeing to subject your body to all manner of abuses that the job requires. Away from home constantly. On the road, staying in bad motels/hotels, eating crappy food that constantly makes you sick, and everyone wants a piece of you. Loads of investors throwing money at you to do your thing, but they get their money back first, and you get what’s leftover. As this job eats away at you, a black vortex forms on the horizon, it’s pulling you in, and there’s no escaping the inevitable.

This job ...is going... to kill you

It’s almost like, oh…I dunno, working in some place that processes plutonium. Or maybe digging coal or diamonds or copper out of the ground. Maybe you work on and around dangerous machinery. Maybe your job is physically demanding, and you are one single injury away from complete destruction. Maybe you work behind the register in a shop where some idiot can waltz in at any moment with a weapon and take your life over a few bucks. Maybe you work in some building that is loaded with Asbestos, or has lead pipes providing you water, or the walls are covered in lead paint. Maybe you sit on your ass all day in a chair that was not designed for you, at a desk that does not accommodate you, wearing clothing of a type that is not comfortable and/or aesthetically pleasing for you, banging away on a keyboard that was not designed for you, and staring at a radiation emitting device that was not meant to be stared at for long periods of time, all day every day. Any of that might be almost like…choosing, to go, to hell.

^AC/DC – Highway to Hell (Official Video)^

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Comes down to morals and ethics. The “honest day’s work for an honest day’s pay” kinds of bullshit. Clean money Vs dirty money. Honest money acquired by honest means.

lolz...ok, if you say so

Did you even notice that Roob has had to post this late because she’s laid up sick? I mean, whatever she has must be a doozy because she was sick most all last week and STILL had to take time off this week because the shit appears to be getting worse and worse. What do you think her employer thinks about her having to take time off from work on the tail-end of a week’s vacation? What kinds of stresses does that cause on both her and her place of employment? And why is that? Because scammers and scumbags have taken advantage of sick leave and other types of authorized absences? The employers retaliate by taking advantage of the situation and making authorized absences something that employees utilize at their own peril. Or at least, its that way here in the US. Taking a sick day may as well be volunteering to be put on each and every shit-list your employer may have.

Performance Reviews? FUCKED!
Advancement Opportunities? FUCKED!
Employee loyalty? SUSPECT!
Job dedication? SUSPECT!
Office gossip and rumor? OPEN FOR BUSINESS!
Crap jobs, shit detail(s) and dead-end or impossible projects? THEY’RE ALL YOURS!
Working environment/workplace morale? WE’RE ON THE HIGHWAY TO HELL BABY!

There’s always loads of layers to a single something. Lots of angles, lots of interests, lots of players playing in a shitload of games. Guess it just depends on how deep we as individuals are prepared to dive.

^Rush-The Trees (Lyrics)^

Roob’s third song pick…

*”The future of the future, is the present, and this is something people are terrified of”… /stubs butt… What’s he mean by that, Clicky, and what the fuck does it have to do with my third song?*

*The Royal Oak! …/pats snout… Fuck knows how I managed to get in there each week, Clicky – I looked 12!*

The final word to Cade…

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Was cruising YouTube last night, and stumbled across a debate from 1979 where John Cleese and Sarah Palin‘s dad were debating with Bishop of Southwark Mervyn Stockwood and “noted Christian” Malcolm Muggeridge on some show called “Friday Night, Saturday Morning“. In truth, I don’t know if Michael Palin is actually Sarah Palin‘s father, but I guess it’s possible. Anyway, these four and the host were “debating” the movie Monty Python’s Life Of Brian. Here are the four parts to the debate if you wanna viddy for yourself.

All I could think about whilst watching this “debate” was the metaphorical nature of the movie (which I have only recently seen myself for the first time) and also the metaphorical nature of the tales that Jesus wove. Just seems like Jesus/Yeshua or whatever his name was, spent a lot of time trying to get those around them to think. Yes, also to feel, but you don’t spin these metaphorical parables without a desire to get your listeners to think. Inspire them to explore. To relate. And yes, to question. Maybe we sometimes get “the act of questioning” wrong because our ideas on what is/is not respectful become skewed and warped by the safety of the known. The knowledgeable, the wise and the learned “know”, so why discover anything for myself? Just go to the experts, problem solved. Someone tells you “this is the right way, and the only way, so says God” and you are likely going to believe them. I mean…God is on their side, right? Who in their right mind is going to contest God or anyone on God’s side? That must be the right way to go…right?

^Flying High Again^

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Day 21 tomorrow, Dear Reader, and Cade and I will be mulling over songs we like with a person’s name their titles. So until then, have a Song ❤

^Angie Baby – Helen Reddy^