Thursday, 22 October 2009

that's all you're getting..... ;)


"Harvester Of Hearts"

If a person should ever like a person
Then a person should like you
Being that I'm only just a person
What would you do?
If a person should ever like a person
Then a person should like me
Being that you're only just a person
It must be
Still I find it hard to get an answer
From the harvester of hearts
Always find it hard to get an answer
From the harvester of hearts
If a person should ever like a person
How funny that would be
If a person should ever like me
Not that I have that much to offer
God knows I have so much to gain
From the harvester of hearts
From the harvester of pain
If a person should ever like a person
Then a person should be free
Free to like whomever that they want to
Even though it ain't me
Not that I have much to offer
God knows I have so much to gain
From the harvester of hearts
From the harvester of pain

Friday, 16 October 2009

Amanda Tapping.........

.......is divine.........

Lucy Jordan

The Ballad of Lucy Jordan
Marianne Faithfull/Dr Hook/et al(take your pick)

The morning sun touched lightly on
the eyes of Lucy Jordan
In a white suburban bedroom
in a white suburban town

And she lay there neath the covers
dreaming of a thousand lovers
til the world turned to orange
and the room went spinning round

At the age of 37
she realized she'd never ride
through Paris in a sports car
with the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing
as she sat there softly singing
pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized
in her Daddy's easy chair

Her husband he's off to work
and the kids are off to school
and there were oh so many ways
for her to spend her days

She could clean the house for hours
or rearrange the flowers
or run naked through the shady street
screaming all the way

At the age of 37
she realized she'd never ride
through Paris in a sports car
with the warm wind in her hair
So she let the phone keep ringing
as she sat there softly singing
pretty nursery rhymes she'd memorized
in her Daddy's easy chair

The evening sun touched gently on
the eyes of Lucy Jordan
on the rooftop where she climbed
when all the laughter grew too loud

And she bowed and curtsied to the man
who reached and offered her his hand
and he led her down to the long white car
that waited past the crowd

At the age of 37
she knew she'd found forever
as she rode along through Paris

Sunday, 5 April 2009

song memories

random songs playing and bringing all kinds of thoughts and memories......

Blue Oyster Cult: "Don't Fear the Reaper"
sitting in the union at CP, with M and S and P and J and wee Jimmy behind the bar, and the atmosphere full of smoke and chat and life and freedom

David Bowie: "Absolute Beginners"
first time at the pictures after starting C St; and standing in the wee old kitchen looking right out down across all the back gardens, down to the sea.......

and Bowie's "Heroes"....just a favourite, just because.....

Saturday, 4 April 2009

Cher, thank you

what is it about Cher that cheers me up so much? Rhetorical question really, kind of, since it doesn't matter much to me why....just glad it does.

And as soon as I hear "If I Could Turn Back Time" the video runs in my head......I love it, I love it. I don't car that it's kitsch and camp and tacky, I just.......love it. Brightens me up.

and that is A Good Thing :)

Wednesday, 1 April 2009

The Eagles

listening to "One of These Nights"........instant flashback to college, and freedom for the first time; free from him, free from them, free to be me, to find out about other music, other people...... the whole feeling brought back just on hearing that song.....really good to feel it again.....

thank you, Phyllis, for introducing me to The Eagles(and blowing a raspberry at 'him'...... who was irritated at my liking something he hadn't introduced me too.........)

Tuesday, 6 January 2009

absent friends

just got the cd of the soundtrack to 'Brokeback Mountain' and one of the songs, sung by Willie Nelson, is 'He was a friend of mine'. Just made me think about H., and another friend who passed a few years back; bitter sweet memories, sad to feel, but glad to have known them and remember them.

so, here's to absent friends......