42 posts tagged “song of the day”
Here is another birthday. Now that Obama has been elected as prezzie, I am calling upon the age of aquarius to bring us to a better place! When I was a kid and this song was being played on the radio non-stop I thought it was about Aquarians, since I had heard I was an Aquarius, this seemed SOOOO cool to me.
Plus, I really do groove on the song. Best part is that Brad gave me a musical card with that song in it! Love it!!!
Age of Aquarius (from Hair) sung by the 5th Dimension
When the moon is in the Seventh House
and Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius! Aquarius!
Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
No more falsehoods or derisions
Golden living dreams of visions
Mystic crystal revelation
And the mind's true liberation
Aquarius! Aquarius!
When the moon is in the Seventh House
and Jupiter aligns with Mars
Then peace will guide the planets
And love will steer the stars
This is the dawning of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius! Aquarius!
As our hearts go beating through the night
We dance unto the dawn of day
To be the bearers of the water
Our light will lead the way
We are the spirit of the age of Aquarius
The age of Aquarius
Aquarius! Aquarius!
Harmony and understanding
Sympathy and trust abounding
Angelic illumination
Rising fiery constellation
Travelling our starry courses
Guided by the cosmic forces
Oh, care for us; Aquarius
Very nicely written and crafted song. It keeps stopping me in my tracks when I hear it.
Here are the lyrics:
A daydream spills from my corked head Breaks free of my wooden neck Left a nod over sleeping waves Like bobbing bait for bathing cod Floating flocks of candled swans Slowly drift across wax ponds The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang (hey!) So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yes, we're all too smart To talk to God Toast the fine folks casting silver crumbs To us from the dock Jinxed things ringing as they leak Through tiny cracks in the boardwalk Scarecrow, now it's time to hatch Sprouting suns and ageless daughters Don't you know Don't you know That those watermelon smiles Just can't ripen underwater Just can't ripen underwater The men all played along To marching drums And boy did they have fun Behind the sea They sang (hey!) So our matching legs Are marching clocks And we're all too small To talk to God Yeah, we're all too smart To talk to God Oh, we're all too smart To talk to God Ooooh Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Legs of wood waves, waves of wooden legs Waves of wooden legs Oooooh So close
This is a very catchy engaging song. It pulls you in and then it is going through your head all day.
The idea of the ocean calling us in, waiting for us, waiting to wash us and bounce us around in the water...we jump in, but jump knowing there is a healthy dose of risk thrown in with whatever we're called to do. Don't let go!
Here are some of the lyrics...
I can hear the ocean and it's calling you to come
It goes, "hey Joe
Come on in the water's warm, we've been here waiting for ya
Oh, hey Joe
Come on back and see us more
And everyone adores ya"
Pulling out the clean sh*t from the bottom of the pile
It's best to look your best or you'll make your mother cry, oh
She don't think you look sharp but you're dressing for success
And your heart is in the right place, it's your head that's in a mess
Oh, hey Joe
(whatcha know, whatcha know)
Oh, hey Joe
Oh, hey Joe
Oh
So in love
So in love
So in love
I could swim to freedom but I won't let go
And you could touch the bottom but I won't let go
I can see your lips are moving but there's nothing coming out
And my heart is in the right place but my head is in the clouds
Charlie Louvin---The Little Grave in Georgia
Absolutely beautiful song. One of those classic death and murder ballads. Listen to his voice as he sings about ivy and the little birds that sing in the trees.
I'm not sure how or why, but this song made me glad to be alive in world where I know it isn't a perfect place and sometimes bad things happen to good people, but this song reminds me that we are loved despite all of the craziness.
Song of the day is Ymaelodi Âr Ymylon---by the Super Furry Animals!
Thank you verrry much!
This song is all about dwelling on the periphery...especially in the world of music.
This song is exactly why I love SFA and this song perfectly captures what they are PERFECT at.
Embracing instead of lamenting their perfect place on the edges!
We just got Teddy Thompson's newest, A Piece of What You Need.
It is a nice, solid and pop-ish offering. It tends a bit towards country sensibilities but that works for me just fine.
I tend to favor the first three tracks---the things I do, what's this and the deeper...in my arms.
His mommy and daddy done real good with Teddy!
My newest fav is a song called Bye Bye Bye done by Montreal's Plants and Animals.
It has a richness to it, the music builds and swells. It is reminiscent of David Bowie or music from an earlier time, but yet it is music of now, fresh and new.
The writing is fine and the lead singer has a euphoric edge to them that takes you to another place.
What's gonna happen to you?...
The rest of their newest offering Parc Avenue is also promising, I am still listening and absorbing it.
Although I have heard this song tons of times, this morning it stayed with me and I had to go back and listen again. I needed to hear the message that everything has a space and a place to exist. I know that now, that's why I'm staying here..
Everything Must Belong Somewhere---Bright Eyes
Leave the bright blue door on the white-washed wall
Leave the death ledger under city hall
Leave the joyful air in that rubber ball today
Just leave the lilac print on the linen sheet
Leave the birds you killed at your father's feet
Let the sideways rain in the crooked street remain
Leave whimpering dog in his cold kennel
Leave the dead starlet on her pedestal
Leave the acid kids in their green fishbowls today
Leave the sad guitar in its hard-shell case
Leave the worried look on your lover's face
Let the orange embers in the fireplace remain
Cause everything it must belong somewhere
Oh a train off in the distance, bicycle chained to the stairs
Everything it must belong somewhere
I know that now, that's why I'm staying here
Leave the ocean's roar in the turquoise shell
Leave the widower in his private hell
Leave the liberty in that broken bell today
Just leave the epic poem on its yellowed page
Leave the gray macaw in his covered cage
Let the traveling band on the interstate remain
Cause everything it must belong somewhere
Sound-stage in California, televisions in Times Square, yeah
Everything it must belong somewhere
I know that now, that's why I'm staying here
Well I know that now that's why I'm staying here
Leave the secret talks on the trundle bed
Leave the garden tools in the rusted shed
Leave those bad ideas in your troubled head today
Just leave the restless ghost in his old hotel
Leave the homeless man out in that cardboard cell
Let the painted horse on the carousel remain
Cause everything it must belong somewhere
Just like the gold around her finger or the silver in his hair
Yeah, everything it must belong somewhere
I know that now, that's why I'm staying here
I know that now, that's why I'm staying here
In truth, the forest hears each sound
Each blade of grass as it lies down
The world requires no audience
no witnesses, no witnesses
Leave the old town drunk on his wooden stool
Leave the autumn leaves in their swimming pool
Leave the poor black child in his crumbling school today
Leave novelist in his daydream tomb
Leave the scientist in her rubic's cube
Let true genius in the padded room remain
Leave horse's hair on the slanted bow
Leave the slot machines on the riverboat
Leave the cauliflower in the casserole today
Leave the hot, bright trash in the shopping malls
Leave the hawks of war in their capitals
Let the organ's moan in the cathedral remain
Cause everything it must belong somewhere
They locked the devil in the basement, threw God up into the air.
Yeah, everything must belong somewhere
You know it's true, I wish you'd leave me here
You know it's true, why don't you leave me here?
Thanks to Richard and Linda Thompson and the time they spent together creating.
It's Just the Motion...has comforted us when we were young parents with very few resources and it still comforts us now when the kids are nearly grown and life keeps providing lots of worry options.
When the worry seems too great I remember this song and feel immense peace.
When you're rocked on the ocean, rocked up and down, don't worry
When you're spinning and turning round and around, don't worry
You're just feeling sea-sick, you're just feeling weak
Your mind is confused and you can't seem to speak
It's just the motion, it's just the motion
When the landlord is knocking and your job is losing, don't worry
And the baby needs rocking and your friends are confusing, don't worry
You're just feeling sea-sick, you're just feeling weak
Your mind is confused and you can't seem to speak
Oh, it's just the motion, it's just the motion
Blown by a hundred winds, knocked down a hundred times
Rescued and carried along. Beaten and half-dead and gone
And it's only the pain that's keeping you sane
And gives you a mind to travel on
Oh the motion won't leave you, won't let you remain, don't worry
It's a restless wind and a sleepless rain, don't worry
'Cause under the ocean at the bottom of the sea
You can't hear the storm, it's as peaceful as can be
It's just the motion, it's just the motion
Blown by a hundred winds, knocked down a hundred times
Rescued and carried along. Beaten and half-dead and gone
And it's only the pain that's keeping you sane
And gives you a mind to travel on
Oh the motion won't leave you, won't let you remain, don't worry
It's a restless wind and a sleepless rain, don't worry
'Cause under the ocean at the bottom of the sea
You can't hear the storm, it's as peaceful as can be
It's just the motion, it's just the motion
It's just the motion, it's just the motion
Today's song is from Lily Allen...totally matches the feeling of being in limbo due to an org change at work...let's pretend everything is just wonderful and that we're having the time of our lives! Although her complaints below might seem trivial in the scheme of things, they are real to her, as are all of our concerns day to day, they are real to us and somedays we struggle to make sense of the craziness.
"Everything's Just Wonderful"
It seems to me that it's spiraling outta control and it's inevitable,
Now don't you think,
This time is yours, this time is mine,
It's temperamental,
It seems to me, we're on all fours,
Crawling on our knees,
Someone help us please
Oh Jesus Christ almighty,
Do I feel alright? No not slightly,
I wanna get a flat I know I can't afford it,
It's just the bureaucrats who won't give me a mortgage,
Well it's very funny cos I got your f*ng money,
And I'm never gonna get it just because of my bad credit
Oh well I guess I mustn't grumble,
I suppose that's just the way the cookie crumbles.
[Chorus]
Oh yes, I'm fine,
Everything's just wonderful,
I'm having the time of my life.
Don't you want something else,
Something new, than what we've got here,
And don't you feel it's all the same,
Some sick game and it's not insincere,
I wish I could change the ways of the world,
Make it a nice place
Until that day, I guess we stay,
Doing what we do
Screwing who we screw
Why can't I sleep at night,
Don't say it's gonna be alright,
I wanna be able to eat spaghetti bolognaise,
and not feel bad about it for days and days and days.
In the magazines they talk about weight loss,
If I buy those jeans I can look like Kate Moss,
Oh no it's not the life I chose,
But I guess that's the way that things go,
[Chorus x2]
Ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba ba [etc.]
Oh Jesus Christ almighty,
Do I feel alright? No not slightly,
I wanna get a flat I know I can't afford it,
It's just the bureaucrats who won't give me a mortgage,
Well it's very funny cos I got your f*ng money,
And I'm never gonna get it just because of my bad credit
Oh well I guess I mustn't grumble,
I suppose that's just the way the cookie crumbles.
[Chorus x2]
