*That’s a sync… /smokes… I knew I should have included Nineteen Eighty Four…*
*Could be, Clicky…*
Welcome to Day 12 of the LoL’s Song Challenge, Dear Reader. No doubt the original creator of this challenge put the task of naming a song from one’s preteens at day 12 of this endeavour on porpoise, being as 13 is the age one become’s a teenager…
*It’s funny ‘cos it’s true…*
^The Undertones – Teenage Kicks (Official Video)^
Therefore, below, are Cade fon Apollyon and mine’s preteen choices, songs from circa 1967 – 1980. Enjoy!
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Day 12: songs from preteen years
Cade’s first song pick…
We’re on the dirty dozenth day, so I guess it’s okay for me to go ahead and spring a thought that I had about this “30 Day Music Challenge” back on Day 2.
Not suggesting that someone is reading my and Roob’s picks and shouting “AH HA!” at seeing a particular something being picked by one of us, but, they may be. You never know who is watching, nor why. Heh…heh…heh!Wait, where was I? Oh yeah, roller skating.
Um, I didn’t understand this song at all when I first heard it. I only know that it completely blew my socks off when I first heard it. How in the hell they were doing that…thing? With the voice? How are they doing that? I can do a slow and jazzy, weaving two-step to it while roller skating. Holy hell this song is the most funky song I’ve ever heard! Who in the hell is this ‘David Bowie’ person anyway?
^Fame (2016 Remaster)^
Roob’s first song pick…
Sunday mornings, when we lived high above Electric Avenue in Brixton, London, mum would let me and my sister play our records on her Hi-Fi and dance about the front room, while she made Sunday lunch. This was a fav…
^Carl Douglas Kung Fu Fighting (Original Music Video)^
Cade’s second song pick…
Preteens. I’d be remiss not to include something from “my other life”. I was already a dumpy, dorky, nerdy, sickly, ugly-assed and accident-prone kid. Why God WHY?!?!?? Why did I also have to be…a Christian?!?!?!? Go to church?!?!!? I’m already hated enough without all that additional trauma. Le sigh.
Worse yet…God…you gave me…a singing voice?!?!?!? A girl’s range in a boy’s body?!?!? That’s allI got as a gift upon being spun off into this world??????
NOOOOOOOOoooooooooooooooooo!!!!!!!!!!!
What in the hell is wrong with you…God??????
^Holy, Holy, Holy^
Speaking of church and religion and oppression and similar stuff, all the cool kids liked the band Kiss. To be honest, I never really “got it” with respect to their music. ‘Detroit Rock City‘ was indeed a rockin’ tune, and ‘Beth‘ I also liked, but other than that, I hadn’t heard anything from them that I liked that much. Just didn’t do anything for me, and a lot of stuff out there that I liked a helluva lot more. I never would tell the other kids that tho. All that said, I really REALLY wanted a Kiss album for Christmas just so I could say I had one, and then I’d be a cool kid too. Welp, I got an album for Christmas that year, and Kiss was on it, but it wasn’t a Kiss album. It was a compilation album put out by the record company that had one single Kiss song on it. Merry Fucking Christmas.
^Calling Dr. Love^
Roob’s second song pick…
On Sunday afternoons, we’d listen to the radio to hear a rundown of the UK’s top 40 Chart and learn what song had reached number one, and on Thursday evening’s we’d watch it on the telly on ‘Top of the Pops’. Thinking about it now, it was kinda ritual, and David Essex’s ‘Gonna Make You A Star’ is a stand out memory of that…
^David Essex • Gonna Make You A Star • TOTP 1974^
Cade’s third song pick…
If you wanna get a psychological bead on someone’s personality, I’d imagine that the music your test subject likes is as good of a metric as any to use in order to find out what makes them tick. Lotta scars in my past. Lotta bumps, bruises, breaks, and blood. Talking about them even in the most constructive of manners can still be interpreted as something bitter or hateful. Maybe even spiteful or malicious. Opening old wounds. Beating dead horses. Living in past. Not moving on. Not growing.
I got no answers. Music was just about my only escape, and even that was heavily regulated. Pretty sure I’m not angry, just telling it like it was. What in the fuck does all that have to do with anything? I dunno. Supposedly, we’re all stronger at the broken spots. Does the fact that I made it to where I am without blowing my own brains out count for anything? Or am I just a waste of space burning valuable oxygen.
/me shrugs
^Almost Famous – Tiny Dancer^
Roob’s third song pick…
In 1977 my Grandad Packer died and so the family upsticks and moved in with my Nanny P in Rotherhithe, London . We’d gone from an area that was predominantly black to one that was very white. Mainly because Rotherhithe had already lost it’s docking industry and was still derelict from the efforts of the Luftwaffe some 35 years before. ‘Parallel Lines’ was the first album I bought for myself as a preteen, and now Sunday mornings were spent in my bedroom, listening to it over and over again whilst mum and nan made Sunday lunch…
^Blondie – Sunday Girl – HD^
The final word to Cade…
Five songs when only three are required? Excessive, I know. But I’m working here. May not appear that way, but yeah, lots of work going on here.
^Fixing A Hole (Remastered 2009)^
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Tomorrow’s task is to collate selection of songs from the 70s, Dear Reader, so pretty much the same as today. If you have a favourite, let us know in comments and we’ll include it in the post.
Have a song… ❤
^Ian Dury And The Blockheads – Hit Me With Your Rhythm Stick^
*We’ll be two thirds through by the time I’ve gotta go back to work, Clicky… /lights up…*
*Work’s not that bad… /drags… Is that Poppy Sweet Pea’s song for today? And what about Legs’ eleventh?*
*/plumes smoke… No shit?! ‘Strawberry Fields Forever’ is gonna be my first song pick for today…*
…and now Cade fon Apollyon and I are a third of the way through already. Today we’ll be submitting songs that we never get tired of for your consideration…
*Clicky! Why in the sodding hell would you do that?*
*I’m really glad you never get tired of it either… /flicks ash… But now I’ve gotta think of another one to start with. Cheers, Clicky…*
*You bastard…*
…So, pin back your lugholes, Dear Reader, and enjoy! ❤
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Day 11: Song you never get tired of
Cade’s first song pick…
I’m guessing this needs to be a something I’ve listened to for a long time. Something with a long history of me listening to it. Something I can account for. Something with a track record. (pun intended) More than that, I guess this particular challenge is about “songs I’ve not yet tired of” more than “songs that I never get tired of”. Being human, and considering where we live, “change” is the norm and we’re subject to potentially tire of anything at any time for any reason(s). Maybe even no reason at all. Seeing as how my wizard cap and crystal ball are still on backorder, there’s no real way of knowing what songs I may think I’ll never tire of, but cause me to projectile-vomit at some point down the road. All that to say that I’m doing my best to think of songs that I’ve yet to tire of. Probably also should also be a something that I listen to a lot. Or have listened to a lot.
Just checked on YouTube, and there are 2,578 songs on the three “BumpinBabyThumpin” playlists that I’ve created over the past few years. There are an additional 1,660 songs on the various playlists I’ve created to reflect the music used in posts over at the Synchromysticism Forums (whatchacallit forums, as I liked to call them). That alone is 4,238 songs that I’ve found just over the past 7 or 8 years, and that’s not even all of it. I have many more playlists to choose from. Music that I like doesn’t tend to fall out of favor with me, so, what to do here?
^Entry Of The Gladiators – Julius Fucik^
Roob’s first song pick…
Cade, as he has a knack of doing, has hit upon a brilliant idea: I never get tired of listening to Eine Kleine Nachtmusik by Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart. Thoughtful Man and I visited Salzburg for our first wedding anniversary and we paid a visit to his house. He wasn’t home, but I never held it against him 😉
^Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart: Eine kleine Nachtmusik^
Cade’s second song pick…
I got sick and fucking tired of this next one for a while, but only because of its association with television program “The Lone Ranger”. I used to watch that show when I was younger, and eventually, that audible alert of this tune playing indicating that the show was about to start? Yeah, we tire of alarms and warnings. Makes our heart race at first, but over time, those bells and klaxons sounding constantly make our hearts…sink. Dread. Turn the damn thing off.
Fortunately for me, later in life I got reacquainted with the tune. And boy, when you start to listen to it and pick it apart? What a fucking masterpiece. The way the pieces are assembled…the way they rise and fall…how every single little thing compliments everything else…how they all in unison compliment the entire piece. Putting all that together, and keeping it together? Astounding. It is truly a something to behold. Audibly, of course. So yeah technically I did tire of this at some point, but only because I didn’t know any better.
^ROSSINI: William Tell Overture (full version)^
Roob’s second song pick…
*Oh, I love the story of the masked man in ‘The Fall’, Clicky… /puffs contentedly… The music is epic…*
^Beethoven – Symphony No.7 in A major op.92-II, Allegretto^
Cade’s third song pick…
Wouldn’t be me if I didn’t give an honorable mention to anadditionalsomethingortwothatIhaveyettotireof, but this last one could have easily gone on either the “sad” or “happy” post for me. A fave of mine ever since my parents brought home the soundtrack to the movie The Sting. Was shocking to hear that not everything “old” was so…polar. This tune didn’t seem to represent good nor evil. Just wanders right the fuck through all that bullshit and nonsense, and somehow manages to just kinda do its own thing.
^Scott Joplin – Solace (Mexican Serenade) HQ^
Roob’s third song pick…
Cade threw me for a loop with his first song pick today. The problem with classical music is that you really can’t get tired of it…
*I’ve spent all afternoon picking then changing my third song. It’s fuckin’ hopeless, there’s just so much good stuff… /stubs butt… I don’t know what to do. Help me please, Clicky…*
Day 12 and 13’s challenges look interesting: ‘songs from our pre-teen years’ and ‘songs from the 70s’, respectively. As Cade and I were both born in 1967, it looks like the next two days could turn into a smorgasbord of platforms, flares and lava lamps…
*A bit random, Clicky, but okay…*
Until then, Dear Reader, have a Song…
^Leroy Anderson – The Typewriter (1953) Original version^
*It’s a bit late now. Poppy will be sobbing her heart out, Clicky…*
Dear Reader, if you’re not already crying, may I suggest you avail yourself of a handkerchief or some tissue…
*Thank you, Clicky…*
…to save the sleeve of whatever top you’re wearing because today we’ll be suggesting some songs that make us sad…
^Steve Harley & Cockney Rebel – Sebastian^
Or think…
*I dunno, Clicky… /furrows brow… I think the state of ‘science’ makes Leggy sad. Or angry. Possibly both…*
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Day 10: Songs that make you feel sad
Cade’s first song pick…
Sadness is a weird emotional state. It can house a host of emotions from a longing based in happiness and hope, to soul crushing despair based in hopelessness. This is just me, but I guess I see sadness and happiness both as types of blankets made with different needles and threads utilized differently to produce different weaves. A stupid analogy, I know. But at the same time, and depending on your geographic location, you likely have different linens on your bed in the summer than you do in the winter. Anyway, yeah, in my experience, sadness is like a lot of dissimilar things mixed together, whereas happiness is a little more singular-ish and straightforward.
I listened to this song a lot when I was a kid, but I always saw it more as a mystical kind of song. It wasn’t sad, it wasn’t happy, it was….it was…off the fucking charts weird as hell. Totally different from anything and everything you’d ever heard before, and seemed to cover the entire spectrum of any and every emotion a human is capable of feeling. Of course, then later came the movie “La Bamba”, they used this song in the movie, and the producer’s use of this song most decidedly gave the song a sad edge.
^Santo & Johnny – Sleep walk [Original instrumental]^
Roob’s first song pick…
All three of my sad song selections come from my childhood. ‘Honey’ is the first that I thought of. Today is the first time I’ve heard it all the way through since then. I’m not really a sad song person, but I remember hearing this on the radio and starting to cry…
^Bobby Goldsboro – Honey^
Cade’s second song pick…
There used to be a song that depressed me when I listened to it, but I dunno if there are (currently, at least) any songs that make me sad. Listening to “sad songs” is more about relating to whomever wrote that tear-jerking something. You can relate, or you can’t. The song triggers an empathetic response, or it doesn’t. Maybe if nothing else a sigh of relief in thinking “boy, I’m sure as shit glad that happened to you and not me.”
“Kiss Me, Kiss Me, Kiss Me” by The Cure has to be one of the best albums out there. If you listen to it from end to end, you’ll be emotionally exhausted by the time the last track finishes. I dunno if I’d classify any of The Cure’s music as “sad”, but they certainly make some music that someone who is sad can relate to. And like all great artists, they usually don’t heave their own personal sadness on top of you the listener. They add some hooks to produce an aspect change in the trajectory of the sadness.
^If Only Tonight We Could Sleep?^
Roob’s second song pick…
If it wasn’t Bobby Goldboro’s ‘Honey’ on the radio, making a small girl cry, it was Terry Jack’s ‘Seasons in the Sun’. Radio Breakfast Show DJs in the 70s were utter bastards…
^Terry Jacks – Seasons In The Sun^
Cade’s third song pick…
Ya know, I’m gonna get to my third choice in just a minute, but before I do, I just recalled bumping into a song not long ago that most decidedly reconnected me with the emotion known as sadness. This song is most decidedly a sad-sounding one. But like most sad songs, its one that is on the upswing. You’ve encountered the sadness, been able to express that sadness in song, the skies are clearing, better days are ahead. But the audio of this recording itself adds some sadness to the tune. The song is already soft, very light with almost all picking with no chords, the accompaniment is almost indiscernible, so the song itself is thin as hell. Add that the recording is ancient, the rip is from 45 rpm vinyl, take into consideration the source (Hawaii) and the time (statehood), and you’ve got a recipe for sad.
Final note is that I did some digging to see if I could find out when this song was actually recorded. The recording sounds more like something done in the 1920’s or 1930’s on 78 rpm vinyl…not something done in the late 1950’s or early 1960’s on 45. So, who the fuck is Tommy Solomon? I don’t think this is him, but that is certainly an interesting find considering the connection to Pacific Islanders. This does not appear to be the Tommy Solomon I’m looking for either, although that’s an interesting find considering that a version of Jimi Hendrix’s ‘Third Stone From The Sun‘ by Stevie Ray Vaughan did appear on my radar only recently.
Alas, I cannot find anything on Tommy Solomon, but I did find that the second guitarist on Old Timer’s Hula appears to be someone named James “Jimmy” Moikeha. That’s gotten me no closer to the Tommy I’m looking for tho. Maybe the Tommy I’m looking for also had a ‘native’ name, and he only went by this anglicised handle just this one time.
Back on Day 8 of this song challenge, ‘Drink & Drugs!‘, I mentioned playing records on a portable wind up record player in my bedroom when I couldn’t sleep as a child (I never slept; I drove my parents potty). There were two songs by Harry Nilsson in the little stack of 45s – ‘Coconut’ and this song. This is a sad song and I loved singing along to it…
*Painfully sad, Clicky…*
^Harry Nilsson – Without You^
The final word to Cade…
This song in no way makes me sad. In fact, prolly nothing sad about this song at all. I simply thought of it because of the title of the track…sadeness I don’t think anything by Enigma is really sad, but his/their music sure as shit dances around the naughty ends of the musical scales. Lots of implied darkness and sadness, without being either dark or sad. Weird, eh?
Anyway, I think there were originally three or more different parts to this song, like…Sadeness (I), Sadeness (II), Sadeness (III), etc.. Pretty sure the one below is Sadeness parts I & II back to back.
^Enigma – Sadeness (Full Version)^
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And that, Dear Reader, is Day 10 of the Song Challenge. Hopefully we haven’t made you too sad…
*Yeah, ‘Honey’ got me too, Clicky…*
…If you have a sad song you’d like to share with us, please let us know in the comment section below. Bring your own tissues.
Tomorrow’s post will be filled with songs that we ‘never get tired of’, so… Have a Song ❤
A difficult challenge for me today: songs to drive to. Sound easy, but I can’t drive and neither can Poppy Sweet Pea…
*Only if Thoughtful Man is late picking me up and I’m dying for a piss, Clicky…*
*No, a desperate need to poo is more of a clench than a dance…*
… Fortunately, they’ve provided today’s intro songs, and once again, I’ll be relying on Cade to do the heavy lifting. So, buckle up, Dear Reader, it could be a bumpy ride… 😉
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Day 7: Songs to drive to
Cade’s first song pick…
Um…this may come off as “a piss take” to my cousins across the pond, but it isn’t. I honestly got nothin’ here. There are no songs that make me want to drive…
*Ow! What you doing, Clicky? …/rubs knees… So Cade read today’s challenge wrong? I’m sure it won’t matter…*
I haven’t owned a car in over 7 years, and I drive maybe 3 or 4 times per year at most. Not only that, I used to listen to albums when I would drive, but I’m getting nothing with respect to “songs that make me want to drive”…
*Look, it’s obviously bugging you, Clicky. Go tell him it’s songs to drive to and see what he sez. I’ll wait…*
*Wadi say?*
*I see. Well, let’s just continue then, shall we? Honestly, Clicky, you’re too persnickety…*
I sit in a room, all day, every day, and rarely venture more than a few feet outside every few days just to look at the sky and see what the weather is doing. What in the FUCK would I know about songs that inspire me to drive?
Automobiles are devices for getting to somewhere. Or maybe even getting away from somewhere. The ability to listen to music whilst in transit is just an added bonus. So yeah, when I lived in Chesapeake Beach Maryland and had to drive 50 miles (80km) to McLean Virginia each way every day? Album. When I lived in Charles Town West Virginia and had to drive 55 miles (88km) to Washington Dulles Airport each way every day? Album. Hell, even when I lived in Mesquite Texas and had to drive 34 miles (54 km) to D/FW Airport each day…album. For short hops in the car? Talk radio. Still…no songs are coming to mind. Am thinking of a lot of albums, but no individual songs.
I can think of some songs that might be thought of as a tune to “drive fast”, but I can’t think of a single song that would make me think: “HEY! I NEED TO JUMP INTO THE CAR AND DRIVE SO I CAN LISTEN TO THIS SONG THAT I COULD JUST AS EASILY LISTEN TO RIGHT HERE AND NOW!!!” Songs that I am thinking of that one might want to drive fast to? Welp, ‘Jesus Built My Hotrod‘ by Ministry, ‘The Race‘ by Yello, ‘Are You Gonna Go My Way‘ by Lenny Kravitz, ‘Who Was In My Room Last Night‘ by the Butthole Sufers, ‘Jawbreaker‘ by Judas Priest, ‘Wango Tango‘ by Ted Nugent, ‘Kickstart My Heart‘ by Motley Crue, ‘Fuel‘ by Metallica, ‘Power And The Glory‘ by Saxon, and maybe even ‘Tommy The Cat‘ by Primus. Not really on that last one by Primus tho. Cool tune, but I personally associate it with flying more than driving because I used to listen to that song when practicing aerobatics on MS Flight Simulator. Digress.
Truth is, I can’t even think of a song that inspires me to drive fast. I’ve owned some high-octane toys in my life. An airplane, a jet-boat, an 1100cc motorcycle and three sports cars. Each has their own peculiarities, but in the cars, every time prior to doing something stupid, step one was to turn the car stereo…off. If I’m doing 140mph (225kph) or better in 1.5 tons of what is potentially rolling death to myself and/or someone else, I want to hear every single thing that car is doing and everything that is going on around me. I wanna hear how the engine sounds, how the road sounds and how the tires sound on the road, how the wind sounds, and it’d also be nice to hear the siren(s) should any suddenly appear as I slow down and they catch up to me. I wanna feel every vibration that car is resonating and transmitting to my body so that I know exactly what is going on in the event there’s a precursor to trouble. Helps me better utilize my eyes to watch the road and the gauges as I’m ripping gears and standing on the accelerator. Can’t achieve all that if the radio is blaring music, irrespective of what the song may be.
^David Bowie I’m Deranged^
Roob’s first song pick…
So as I was saying, I can’t drive a car. I don’t want to drive either. I hated learning to drive…
*Sumfin like that, Clicky…*
I’m just not meant to drive. Trust me, it’s better this way for everybody 😉
^Drive My Car – MonaLisa Twins (The Beatles Cover)^
Cade’s second song pick…
OH! Since the tunes are a bit thin and/or completely irrelevant to the topic…I passed whatshername in the kitchen the other day and mentioned that I was doing this song challenge. Told her the topic for that day, summer, and she said something to the effect of “surely someone picked a Beach Boys song.”
Nope
So seeing as how the Beach Boys are known for “summer music”, they also known somewhat for “driving music” like ‘Fun Fun Fun‘ and/or “car songs” like ‘Little Deuce Coup‘, and also seeing as how today is Christmas Eve, how bout I pass along a or two from a Christmas album that means a great deal to me personally, and you could potentially not even know this album even exists. Yes, The Beach Boys made a Christmas album.
^The Beach Boys – The Man with All the Toys (Lyrics)^
The whole album is really good, and I’m pretty sure that this was the first time that I as a child had heard Christmas music…erm…”take a break from being the same old songs sung by different celebrities”. Don’t get me wrong, there are some carols/Christmas songs performed by certain singers that I loved and were staples around Christmas time. But this Beach Boys album was WAYfucking different from anything I’d ever heard before.
Roob’s second song pick…
Seriously. I’m not even a back seat driver…
^Iggy Pop – The Passenger^
Cade’s third song pick…
Anyway, sorry I couldn’t provide you with any driving music. Hope it doesn’t drive you crazy that I couldn’t deliver. Merry Christmas.
❤
^Little Saint Nick – The Beach Boys • Lyrics •^
Roob’s third song pick…
And I’m not one of those car hating Green nutters neither…
We’ll be back with two posts tomorrow, Dear Reader. I’ll be posting ‘Lust Christmas’, my story from Underdog Anthology 10 for you to read, as well as Day 8 of the Song Challenge – ‘songs about drugs or alcohol’. But not when you’re driving 😉
I challenged this challenge that challenged me. I didn’t expect this challenge to challenge me back. Also didn’t know if this challenge would challenge me, but admit that I did have the slightest twinge of fear that I would not be able to adequately rise to the challenges this challenge may present. If day 4 was a void of nothing for me, Day 5 is suddenly a void of everything for me.
The question is, do I let it flow? Meaning, do I choose the songs in order as they come to me? Or do I sit and stew and try to pick songs that I may have forgotten about. So far, all my picks have been whatever arrived from the memory banks first, so prolly best that I stick with that for as long as the well is producing water.
This was the first one in, and I can see myself rocking out in the home that I grew up in, black light on, AC/DC and black light posters all over the wall, and maybe me doing some air-guitar. Problem is, I could not remember the name of the song, and I was also under the impression that this song was off the album ‘Fair Warning’. Not so. It was off the album ‘Women And Children First’.
^Van Halen – Romeo Delight^
Roob’s second song pick…
My second song to be played loud is ‘I Could Be So Good For You’ by Dennis Waterman…
… and theme song from the TV series, ‘Minder’. I bought it as a single and love to sing along to it, so it’s pretty fucking essential that the song is played LOUD 😉
^Dennis Waterman – I Could Be So Good For You^
Cade’s second song pick…
Man, what a great tune. Weird as hell too. Songs like that one always intrigued me when I was young. What the authors were thinking when they wrote all that craziness? What inspires such madness? How did all that chaos come together to make some tangible and somewhat coherent something? Who in the FUCK thinks like that?!?!?!? Oh yeah…people like me. So yeah, the music made sense, but how to tame that energy, turn it into a trade, and eventually make a career out of it was a huge mystery. Anyway, whilst digging for the previous tune, I stumbled across yet another song of Van Halen’s that needs to be played at a high volume, but it’s not my next pick.
^The Prodigy – Smack My Bitch Up^
YouTube does not appear to like that song. Can’t say that blame them because I too was not particularly fond of the title and lyrics/was also taken somewhat aback when I first heard it. It was, and is, shocking. I hate violence, and more than that, I hate violent people. That said, I’d been around music and musicians long enough to know that there had to be some kind of secondary meaning. Something hidden. Some something that made The Prodigy “cross the line”, as it were. As to what the song meaning is? What the song is about? That’s for you to decide your own damn self. Digress.
Roob’s third song pick…
I’m going to cheat a little for my third choice, because it’s difficult to choose a single track from the Human League’ ‘Love and Dancing’ album. So here’s side A to pound and tickle your eardrums at the same time 😀
^League Unlimited Orchestra – Love and Dancing (Side A)^
Cade’s third song pick…
Two songs are tangling for my third pick. I could likely go on ad-infinitum with songs that need to be play loud, but I’ve no desire to create a ridiculous amount of work for Roob. Really am torn as to which of the two songs I am currently thinking about to use here, but I’ll stick with the one that arrived first. No idea how I originally stumbled onto this song, but glad that I did. It fucking rocks.
Tomorrow we’ll have songs that ‘make you want to dance’, Dear Reader, so be sure to bring appropriate footwear with you. Enjoy the rest of Sunday and have a Song… 😉
^Demi Lovato – Really Don’t Care (Official Video) ft. Cher Lloyd^
… So with some help of a song suggestion from Poppy Sweet Pea, above, and her beau, Leggy, below, I’m gonna let Cade take up the slack on this particular challenge, before revealing my one and only song choice at the end. Enjoy!
😀
^In The End (Official Video) – Linkin Park^
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Day 4: A song that reminds you of someone you’d rather forget
Cade’s pet peeve song picks…
Ewwww…seriously? I am being completely honest in saying that I am not reading ahead in the “30 Day Challenge”, and was completely unaware of what Day 4 had in store until Roob mentioned it in the Day 3 post.
Songs that remind us of people we’d rather forget
rofl…um, how to explain this without sounding like a self-centered and condescending prick. Let’s see here…my life is, interesting. Stormy. A completely normal life surrounded by the surreal and serendipitous bordering on the completely unbelievable by incredulous onlookers. A travesty. As a result, “abnormal” and “aberrant” are the norm, so its difficult for me to associate a single something with a single someone. I can associate songs with a particular time, and there may be a particular someone within that time that I can loosely associate with a song, but I usually cannot attribute a song to that person and that person alone. Perhaps its my love of music + my knowledge that associating a particular song with a particular someone is extremely dangerous. Good songs that mean a lot to us don’t come along that often, and for me, to associate a single song with a single someone or even a single something is a sure-fire way to ensure that you are going to hate that song at some point…all because of a someone that has little to nothing to do with that song.
All that said, I’m now thinking of a certain someone, and a certain song that served to break some of the tension as I drove her to the bus station.
^Pixies “Dig for Fire”^
Dig For Fire by the Pixies doesn’t make me think about that someone. Or at least, not just and only that certain someone. Does it bring back memories of that unfortunate situation and the events that led up to it? Sure. But wow, what a song. What an exclamation point on a situation. Someone had needs, I could not provide for those needs on the timeline in which they needed them, they decided to move on. Keep digging. Keep searching for the fire they need. This is just me, but its almost as if there was a certain providence to all of the goings on at the time, and those players who were represented as events transpired. Yeah, I’m talking 3rd parties of all kinds, even those that may reside in the more ethereal types of realms.
Was I hurt? You bet. Was I angry? Indeed I was. Do I still feel that pain even today? Yep. Am I still confused even after all these years? Absolutely. But no need to transfer that weight onto The Pixies, nor their album Bossanova, nor their song Dig For Fire. Plus, had all that not happened, you would not be here today reading what I am here today writing. There are reasons for everything. I don’t pretend to know what those are, but yeah, prolly some reasons that things happen in the way and ways that they do. Digress.
I guess some people feel that if you “don’t have a song”, there’s something missing in a relationship. A certain song that has a certain meaning to only you and your partner. Welp, I’m a musician. If I want a song that means something to me and you, and only me and you, I’ll write it myself. Needless to say, this next one kinda got grabbed by a certain someone, they attached some meaning to it, but I always felt that it meant more to them than it did to me. Sounds cold, I know. But again, I have an avenue to express my fire for someone. I don’t need someone else to do it for me. Regardless of all that, someone that I used to know latched onto this song, and I never had the courage to tell them that of all of the music Cocteau Twins have ever produced, this is probably one of my least favorite songs…only because of the additional meaning attached to it via a relationship.
😦
^Cocteau Twins – I wear your ring^
Sucks, because that is a fucking fantastic song. The ending sounds like how God got the idea to hang the morning sun in the sky after an eternal night of darkness.
Beautiful hands us no way lies a means of love On sounds and guard the stone, and bed had a law Answers written and I reason In the reign of sex, blown more than it’s pleased to be He’s a beauty affection, oooh
Men are so nice He pleases me fine He pleases me fine, fine, fine, fine Fine, fine, fine, fine, fine
The music, the lyrics, the arrangement, the performance(s)…fucking genius. How in the hell can I hijack a song like that and attach my own personal meaning(s) to it as if it were somehow mine?
It’s as if I was supposed to melt every time the song came on. Difficult for me to melt even more when you are already a melted and gooey puddle that is completely and totally lovestruck. How do you top, what cannot be topped? I’m already head over heels, so where in the fuck am I supposed to go? Backwards? Back to where this song first became the anthem of my eternal an undying love? Sorry, can’t do it. You were already the sole object of my affection long before you knew that song even existed.
It means something special to you? Great. Seriously, I think that is wonderful. Just don’t expect it to mean the same thing for me that it means for you.
^Love And Rockets – No Big Deal^
Its sometimes tough to know how to feel about certain things. You’re likely going to encounter things you personally have never experienced yourself, and you may even encounter and experience shit you’ve never even heard of. That said, if relationships can come together, makes sense that they can also come apart. Some things come apart so goddamn fast, that you begin to wonder if the other party was ever actually working to make things work. But such is life sometimes. Some things require the hammer. The harsh stress test(s) to see if this certain something is going to stand the test of time according to your own liking. One drawback of the hammer test tho, is that nothing lasts for long, and certainly not under the hammer. All breaks, all fails, everything crumbles. Just does so a helluva lot faster than it would have otherwise.
So what is it you ultimately seek to achieve. What is this something you wish to obtain, and why is it you choose the hammer to obtain it. While its true that wielding the hammer can teach you a great deal about whatever it is that you are placing on the anvil, at some point you’ll likely need to reflect on what all of this is doing to you. What it is doing to others is obvious, but what it is doing to you? Not so much. In the right hands, a hammer can produce some amazing things. You’re likely to go through a shitload of material during the learning process tho. Might wanna make sure you’ve adequate supplies left available to create your masterpiece once you’ve mastered your craft.
^deadmau5 – Snowcone^
Five songs seems excessive, and much of what I’ve written thusfar may be interpreted by some as being bitter. You may even surmise that I am repressing. Avoiding the subject. Nope. I’m fortunate to have my own outlets. My own pathways for expressing myself and my feelings on a particular subject. Music, song lyrics, poetry, writing, I feel blessed that I have these avenues. Helps me to get on. Helps me to keep going. Experience enough sunrises, and you’ll know that the sun is sure to set. Experience enough sunsets, and you’ll know that the sun is sure to rise.
Doc Holliday: What do you want? Wyatt Earp: Just to live a normal life. Doc Holliday: There is no normal life Wyatt…there’s just life. Get on with it.
Movie = Tombstone
Normal normalcy is temporary, and all that is normal, is also fleeting.
Not to mention, I don’t like forgetting.
Forgetting makes me forget.
Makes me prone to repeating previous mistakes.
Makes me forget who I was.
That may even lead to my never being who I can be and/or never being who I could have been.
You’ll get my all for as long as you want it.
It’s all I have.
Forgetting? Thanks, but I think I’ll pass.
Keep going…
Keep going…
Keep going…
Get the fuck over it, and get on with it.
Not like I have a lot of choice.
😉
^Kill The Dead, Feed The Poor^
Roob’s first song pick and final word…
There is only one person I’d rather forget: I really don’t care for Tony Blair and this is the song that reminds me of him…
*In your D:Reams, Gordon! …/stubs butt… You utter Charlie…*
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Tomorrow we’ll be tackling songs that need to be played loud, Dear Reader, and you won’t want to miss that. To get you in the mood, have a Song…
… and this time Cade and I are looking at songs with numbers in their titles…
*Exactly. Like the one Joe Public left in comments yesterday. That was very sweet of him, Clicky…*
…And as with yesterday’s post, we’re gonna start with Cade’s first pick. Enjoy! ❤
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Day 2: A song you like with a number in the title
Cade’s first song pick…
Today, I had a tie for first place. Really not sure which one jumped in there first, but for the purposes of this writing, I’ll start with number 9, then move on to 49.
Engine, engine, number nine, Going down Chicago line. If the train jumps off the track, Do you want your money back?
Can’t recall when nor where I originally heard this song (probably my younger sister) but it wandered back into my life about 7 years ago whilst I was having my evening walk at the local park. Amazing the random and long forgotten stuff one stumbles across when rummaging through the storage closets of your own soul.
<Midnight Star – Engine No.9>
Roob’s first song pick…
My first song is a very easy pick for me. ‘Four to the Floor’ by Starsailor was the very first song Thing 1, Looby Lou, sang along to and requested over and over again, whilst being driven about town by Thoughtful Man. He was nearly 3… Ahhh 😀
<Starsailor – Four to the Floor>
Cade’s second song pick…
And now, onward from 9 to 49. What can you not say about this song? It’s funky, it’s bluesy, its slightly sleazy, some swing, some grind, its rock and fucking roll you can bang your head to…all with a dash of Joe Walsh weirdness. It is highly likely that I first heard this song at the local skating rink.
<James Gang – Funk #49>
Roob’s second song pick…
Five is my number – my birth day, divided by my birth month equals 5. The year I was born, when the digits are added together, comes to 5. Both 5 and 55 are Fibonacci numbers and that just so spirally 😀 I have to include a song with 5 in the title, but which to choose?
*/nods… Beethoven’s Fifth would be a good choice, Clicky, but I fancy sumfin more upbeat. Sumfin to dance and sing along to…*
*Perfect!*
Cade’s third song pick…
Was weird that the first two songs that popped into my head, have actual numbers in the title. Me and Roob are doing three songs each for this particular post, so it’d be kinda neato if all three of my songs had actual numbers in the title. However, the next song to pop into my head was Two Time Grime by Skinny Puppy. FUCK! I love that song, but no actual number in the title. What to do?
‘Gymnopedie No. 1’ by Erik Satie just popped into my head…it has an actual number in the title. Now ‘Piano Concerto No. 21’ by Wolfgang Mozart has popped into my head…it has two actual numbers in the title. After thinking even further, ‘8:15 To Nowhere’ by Vicious Pink has floated into my brain on a breeze…it has three actual numbers and a colon in the title.
Holy SHIT!!! A spoiler just appeared on my radar. On top of all that number crunching, I stumbled across a song in my head with a really weird kind of number in the title. I think I’ll save the spoiler song for the comments section, you can look up those above three works if you so desire, and I’m gonna stick with the original #3. Quick question before we get there tho…
Q: Are these songs supposed to be “rock”?
A: ???
The individual from the original tweet was called “Rock God”, so I’m wondering if some of this stuff I’m picking would pass muster as “rock”, or even “songs”. Prolly some people reading this that wouldn’t even classify some of the stuff I pick as “music”. Uncultured swine the lot of you 😉
<Skinny Puppy – Two Time Grime>
Roob’s third song pick…
As I’m gonna have the final word on this post, choosing my third song is really easy; I’ve only listened to it, like, a squillion trillion times in my life. It has 4 digits only, five if you include Cade’s ‘gut’ feeling, above 😉 I give you Blondie’s ’11:59’…
<Blondie – 11:59 – Parallel Lines [1978]>
The final word by Roob…
*Hey, I thought I was having the final word, Clicky…*
And that, Dear Reader, is Cade and mine’s choices on day 2 of this 30 day challenge. Tomorrow will be ‘summertime’ songs, so do come back for that. And if you have a favourite song with a number in its title, please feel free to let us know via the comments section, below. We’d love to hear them 😀
Have a Song...
<Queen – Seven Seas Of Rhye (Official Lyric Video)>
… and thought it might be fun for Cade and I to play along here at the LoL. Thankfully Cade agreed 😀
We’re starting with Day 1 with this post, and we’ve given ourselves permission to select 3 songs each. You, too, can play along, Dear Reader. Just leave your favourite song with a colour in its title, in comments at the bottom of the post.
Ready?
*Not you, Clicky. You were born ready…*
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Day 1: A song you like with a colour in the title
Cade’s first song pick…
Sorry, but the very first song that popped into my head upon reading the Day 1 requirements, was Colours by Cabaret Voltaire. It does indeed have a “color” in the title, albeit the spelling is in Limeese. But when Roob requested that I produce a song with an actual color in the title, Blue Bell Knoll by Cocteau Twins jumped right the fuck to the front of the line. Track 1 off the album of the same name, it grabbed me from the moment I put the cassette in the tape player and the tune started to play. What a great tune. It builds, and builds, and builds, then…thunder. Most people would likely NOT equate any of Cocteau Twin’s music with thunder, but the ending of Blue Bell Knoll is just that…thunder. Stunningly incredible track, and one that leads into one of the best albums I’ve ever heard.
Blue Bell is a brand of ice cream here in Texas. Pretty sure it’s sold everywhere now, but used to, pretty sure it was a Texas Only brand. It’s good stuff, they are famous for their “gold rim” line of products, and they make some astonishingly evil special flavors, although certain special flavors can be a bit pricey and also hard to find. We also have a famous “knoll” here in Texas, although it is a grassy knoll, so prolly green or brown at certain times of the year. With all that in mind, and from a synchromystical and/or synchronautical standpoint, is that why Blue Bell Knoll sticks out in my head? Cocteau Twins are a Scottish band with an English bass player. I first heard Blue Bell Knoll when I was living in Maryland and working in Virginia. I am not a Dallas native nor am I a Texan. I know fuckall about the Kennedy assassination, and have always got the feeling that nobody else knows anything about it either. I do know that Blue Bell Knoll is a great tune, and also a great album.
<Cocteau Twins – Blue Bell Knoll>
Roob’s first song pick…
I can’t remember the first time I heard this song. It may have been on the radio or on TV…
… either way, Donovan’s ‘Mellow Yellow’ is a classic, and of all the songs with ‘yellow’ in their title, it was the first one to pop into my head.
<Donovan Mellow Yellow {Stereo) Remastered>
Cade’s second song pick…
Speaking of knolls and green brown grasses of home , my head started to flood with song titles after I moved passed Blue Bell Knoll. Black Diamond by Kiss and Green Manalishi by Judas Priest kinda popped into my head at the same time. Probably because I used to work sound for a band that used to cover both of those songs, but I’ve decided to go with Green Manalishi because I admit to never being that much into Kiss’s music. The same cannot be said of Judas Priest’s music. They were one of those bands who made music that garnered the “what the hell is this?!?!?” types of reactions of both good and bad, and I personally loved the hell out of it.
To my knowledge, Judas Priest never actually recorded Green Manalishi. Way back, it was a rare track that you could only get via their “Unleashed In The East” live album. This may be their way of getting around certain lawful entanglements, as I later learned that Green Manalishi is actually a cover of a song by Fleetwood Mac. I dunno, maybe Fleetwood Mac gave Priest permission to play it live, with a stipulation that they could never do a studio recording of it? No idea, and ain’t gonna look it up either. Found a copy of them playing a tune that was for a long time a staple of their live set, and it’s at the very same US Festival from 1983 where Van Halen earned $1.5 million for a single show.
<Judas Priest US Festival 1983 The Green Manalishi>
Roob’s second song pick…
I was going to put ‘Little Red Corvette’ in here but there is another Prince song with a colour in it’s title that means a wholelot more to me, even though it’s not a particular fav. I speak of course of ‘Purple Rain’ which was played on a continuous loop one rainy Tuesday evening back in 1984. Mother and I were playing for our local pub’s ladies darts team at an away match at The Black Horse in Deptford, sarf London. We lost but of all the matches I played for The Crown in my misbegotten youth, it’s the only one I really remember.
Here’s Prince singing Purple Rain, in the rain, for the best Superb Owl half time performance EVER!
<Prince – Purple Rain live at Super Bowl XLI HD>
Cade’s third song pick…
After thinking about songs like ‘Pink Orange Red’ by Cocteau Twins, ‘Slick Black Cadillac’ by Quiet Riot, ‘Pink Cadillac’ by Bruce Springsteen, ‘Little Red Corvette’ by Prince, ‘Nights In White Satin’ by The Moody Blues, ‘Purple People Eater’ by Sheb Wooley, ‘Goldrush’ by Yello, ‘Black Celebration’ by Depeche Mode and ‘White Knuckles’ by Scraping Foetus Off The Wheel, ‘Silver Wings’ by Merle Haggard jumped in there. Prolly because I thought of ‘I’ll Go To My Grave Loving You’ by The Statler Brothers, which made me think of Don Williams, which made me think of ‘Thunder and Lightning’ by Gamma, which made me think of ‘Silver Wings’ by Merle Haggard. Dunno why I was always under the impression that Don Williams sang ‘Silver Wings’ and not Merle Haggard. Lots going on in the 1970’s tho. Music was pretty much my only outlet, and I could not get enough of it.
I think part of the problem is that I was allowed to listen to Don Williams, but was not allowed to listen to Merle Haggard. Merle Haggard was a bit of a naughty boy, or at least, had that reputation. That said, I was allowed to listen to ‘Silver Wings’, loved that track, and is one of those tunes that I listened to over and over again. The watery and ever-present reverb on the vocals always fascinated me. Gives the vocals this deep and soulful longing without being overbearing nor getting muddy nor clouded. I can recall laying on the floor with the headphones on, and marveling at how they achieved this effect. Now, I could go down to the local drainage ditch, walk myself into the huge underground flood drain, yell, and get somewhat of the same echoing type of effect as my voice disappeared down the tunnel only to return from the darkness. But how the hell did they do it? Surely they weren’t setting up a recording studio in a storm drain and recording that way…were they? Anyway, I loved airplanes, wanted to be a pilot, and also longed to travel. None of those things seemed to actually be on my horizon, but this song is chock full of imagery that can take you all kinds of places…should you care to travel. It did me.
<Merle Haggard – Silver Wings>
Roob’s third song pick…
This is my favourite song with a colour in it’s title. I bought it as a 12″ from the old HMV shop near Bond Street in my lunch hour, again in 1984. I recorded it onto tape in order to listen to it in Dad’s car. He managed a chauffeur company in London at the time, so drove Mother, sis and me each day to and from our place of employment, the John Lewis department store in Oxford Street. Eventually he came to like it 😉 and I have never taken cocaine.
<White Lines (Don’t Don’t Do It) Original Long Version – Grandmaster Flash & Melle Mel>
The final word from Cade…
So, Blue, Green and Silver, which I guess makes…what….aquamarine? Turquoise? The hexidecimal appears to be #0095C9, and the RGB is 0, 149, 201.
In a RGB color space, hex #0095c9 is composed of 0% red, 58.4% green and 78.8% blue. Whereas in a CMYK color space, it is composed of 100% cyan, 25.9% magenta, 0% yellow and 21.2% black. It has a hue angle of 195.5 degrees, a saturation of 100% and a lightness of 39.4%. #0095c9 color hex could be obtained by blending #00ffff with #002b93. Closest websafe color is: #0099cc.
Interesting. Some kind of clarity via the mud in my head.
<How It’s Made Turquoise Jewellery>
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Songs with numbers in their titles is up next, Dear Reader. Come back for that and don’t forget to leave your favourite ‘colour’ song in the comments, below. Have a Song ❤
For this past week, Dear Reader, my good buddy, Cade, and I have indulged ourselves in a spot of remote viewing. Three Brad Pitt movies on Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday, and a thoroughly entertaining dose of ‘Dredd’ on Thursday…
… There was also the General Election on Thursday, and we remote viewed the results, as they came in through the night, via Yoot Oob…
‘In last week’s Mail on Sunday, after a month and a half travelling from Bolsover to Canterbury, St Ives to Chingford, Wrexham to County Durham, I predicted that Labour’s vaunted Red Wall was on the brink of collapse. I was wrong.
‘It didn’t collapse. It was smashed into a billion pieces. Atomised by the arrogance, ideological blindness, self-righteousness and viciousness of Jeremy Corbyn and his cultish followers.
‘When first elected in 2015, they inherited a battered but proud and functioning party. By the time The Absolute Boy made his graceless resignation speech in the early hours of Friday morning, all that was left was the political equivalent of the Manson clan.’
*Did you know that Dan Hodges… /lights up… can only see out of one eye? …/drags… Son of a double Oscar winning star… /plumes smokes… Great flick, Click. Surprised the fuck out of me…*
*Ha! I loved the credits on that too… /smokes… There’s been no Red Apols! from Labour either, Clicky, for their wankish policies or spiteful attitude toward voters for rejecting them…*
*You’d think! Government needs a strong and credible opposition to keep them straight, Clicky… /flicks ash… A thorn in their side, but this rump Labour lot…*
On Monday evening, we remote viewed Brad Pitt in ‘Seven Years in Tibet’. It was much better than I thought it would be…
*You know what they say about people in glasshouses, Clicky? …/thinks… There was also a full moon on Thursday… /drags… An’ then there’s de bussy… /blows smoke rings…*
… And on Tuesday evening, we partook of Brad Pitt’s new space flick, ‘Ad Astra’. That was more of a curate’s egg of a movie…
*/final drag… Corbyn’s willful blindness. Check… /cough… Dan Hodges is a one eyed son…*
*Yeah, there was a definite touché of class about the election result, Clicky… /stubs butt… *
…I can, however, highly recommend ‘Once Upon a Time in Hollywood’ to you, Dear Reader. Cade and I remote viewed that on Wednesday evening and it is possibly the most loving crafted ‘Fuck You!’ movie from Quentin Tarantino yet. Seriously good…
*Nice try, Clicky, but that wasn’t in the movie soundtrack. Go get one that is for us to end this shambles on… /pats snout… Off you pop…*
And that, Dear Reader, was the remote viewing week that was for Cade Fon Apollyon and myself. It was a lot of fun andthe Labour party got an immense kick in the butt. Perfecto! 😀
*Oh, Clicky, I don’t fancy this wedding song challenge, plus it’s New Year’s Eve. Will you do it for me? I’ll get you whatever you want in return…*
Le yikes! There were no songs played at my wedding
There were no songs played at my divorce either
I guess all that I can do for today is wish you a Happy New Year
Library of Libraries 