Modern Vernacular…

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Small Child:       I don’t want to go to school today Mom.
                       I want to stay home with you.

Mom:               I won’t be home today, baby,
                       I’m going to work, so you’ll have to go to school!

Small Child:       You don’t have to go to work Mom.
                       Can’t you just delete it???

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Music Memories….

I often get very vivid flashes of memory associated with music and seem to sometimes have even emotional responses to certain songs.   Happened this morning in the car, when a James Blunt song came on the radio, and I was shocked to find myself moved to tears.  Over a James Blunt song?!?!?  Anyway, certain songs remind me of various people, and other songs or even whole albums remind me of specific times and particular incidents in my life….. For example, I can’t listen to any Clash song without thinking about my first boyfriend, A1 and whenever I hear the Riptides, I’m immediately transported back to drinking dodgy West Coast Coolers, smoking cigarettes and sunbaking topless at the lagoons behind Main Beach on Stradbroke Island with him!  And I seem to have so may of these very strong, often emotive, memories associated with music and sometimes they seem to grab me at surprising and unexpected moments…. like this morning, I guess, in the car.  🙂

Some of them I can totally put my finger on and I know exactly why the association occurs, and can pinpoint exactly when the connection began, but some of them seem to have cropped up unbidden, and not related to anything.

Sisters of Mercy – Temple of Love – BigSal & Darkman
Daddy Cool – Eagle Rock – Edouardo
Bryan Ferry – Avalon – MD
King – Love and Pride – JStraddie
Four Seasons – Oh What A Night – JAL
Rammstein – Amour – CindyLou (and others 🙂
Gwar – Sick of You – RickyFuckATomato
Righteous Bros – Lost that Lovin’ Feeling – Guppy
Gone 60sec ST – Bring Sally Up – SirPhil
Life At the Outpost – RaCeY & Darkman
They Might Be Giants – Istanbul – BluddyMary & Mr K
Shakira (the Mud Girl) – Whenever, Wherever – Angel
Europe – The Final Countdown – DarkMan
The Platters – Smoke Gets in Your Eyes – Mum
Crowded House – Mean To Me – A1
Saxon – Redline – CookieMaster
Juice Newton – Angel of the Morning – Angel
Steve Earl – Copperhead Road – JAL
Marchy Playground – Sex and Candy – Mr K
Puddle of Mudd – She Hates Me – MD
Charlie Sexton – Beat’s So Lonely – BigSal
My Life With The Thrill Kill Kult – Mr Eleganza – Darkman
Young Rascals – Good Lovin’ – JAL
Dandy Warhols – We Used to Be Friends – Dave2 (weird ???)
Beautiful South – 36D – Slapper
Violent Femmes – Add It Up – Zubbie from cadets
Don McLean – American Pie – A1 and The Cast & Crew from ‘Freckle’
The Waifs – London Still – MD
Saxon – Aint No Angel – LTD David
Mental As Anything – Nips Are Getting Bigger – Equinom
The Primitives – Crash – BigSal
Stan Getz – Chips Chips – Darkman 🙂
MotorHead – Iron Horse – EAKeith
Tom Petty – American Girl – WOliver
Aerosmith – Dude Looks Like A Lady – CookieMat
Harold Faltemeyer – Top Gun Soundtrack – A1
Madness – Bed and Breakfast Man – Edouardo
Cat Empire – Lullaby – Yaleman
Marlene Dietrich – Falling In Love Again – BluddyMary
Modern English – Melt With You – BigSal
Elvis vx JL – Little Less Conversation – MD
Fiona Apple – Slow Like Honey – Darkman
PIL – This is Not A Love Song – Equinom
RedNex – Cotton Eye Joe – Slapper
Slade – Run Run Away – CookieMaster
Roberta Flack – Feel Like Making Love – RAB
Divinyls – Hey Little Boy – Yaleman
Unique II – Break My Stride – Enzo the Great
Hoodoo Gurus – My Girl – A1
The Stranglers – Golden Brown – Mr K
Phil Colins – In The Air Tonight – The Crorge
The Verve – BitterSweet Symphony – Dad
Rammstein – Du Haast – MD
Euphoria – Love You Right – DonkeyDave
Mel Torme – Secret Agent Man – Angel
Petula Clark – Colour My World – Bluddy Mary

music memories of the past

Didn’t take long to come up with that many, and I KNOW there’s plenty more of them if I put my mind to it… might come back and add some as I think of them.  Most of these are from years and years ago, and strangely enough, there’s a few of my closest friends who aren’t represented at all… yet there’s one total stranger whom I’ve never even met!  … Whats that about?  Totally weird.  🙂

Edit:
Time has passed since I wrote the above in 2007 and of course new songs now remind me of other memories and other people.  I’m going to try and add some of them without looking back to what I wrote earlier, there should be some additions and some may have changed… so there might be some duplicates (think of it as a really annoying iPod playlist).

Lily Allen – The Fear – Mr K
Jeff Buckley – Halleluijah – Dad
Sia – Buttons – Narcolepsy
Eric Carmen – Turn The Radio Up – BigSal
Garth Brookes Anything – Slapper
Powderfinger – Burn Your Name – Yaleman
LMFAO – Party Rock Anthem – Fuckin’ Fuckhead
Rammstein – Bayern des Samma Mia – Cornelius
Goo Goo Dolls – Iris – SirPhil
Samwell – What What In The Butt – cheeky CindyLou
Psy – Gangnam Style – Neil (thanks :S)

 

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Great Scott.

“Have a little mercy, Miss Vernon” said I; for I confess I thought the schooling as severe as the case merited, especially considering from what quarter it came, “and forgive me if I suggest, as an excuse for the follies I am not usually guilty of, the custom of this house and country.  I am far from approving of it; but we have Shakespeare’s authority for saying, that ‘good wine is a good familiar creature, and that any man living may be overtaken at some time.'”

“Ay, Mr Francis, but he places the panegyric and the apology in the mouth of the greatest villain his pencil has drawn.”

Gotta love Scott.  I absolutely adore the delicate dance that was the art of conversation for the upper classes.  Unfortunately, it’s all but lost, and the only place I get to to indulge is in classic novels.  So here’s Mr Francis attempting to apologize for being a drunken prat the night before, by quoting Shakespeare and blaming his drinking companions.  And Miss Vernon deftly sweeping aside his apology by reminding him that it was Othello’s Iago (nasty manipulative little creature that he was) who delivered these words to poor Cassio, and possibly not the greatest referee to support his cause.  What a shame that conversation no longer even remotely resembles this.  🙁 

The modern Australian variation of the morning after apology goes something like this:

“Hey Shazza, sorry I got pissed and chucked all over ya couch last night, I don’t normally get fucked off me tit like that.  But you know what they say…  well, yeah… ummmm…I forget what they say…  but, you know  …  Sorry Shaz.”

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He was a great reader and delights in little else….

Small Child:        Whatcha doing Mom?
Mom:                I’m just reading honey…
Small Child:        Can I see?
Mom:                Sure  🙂
Small Child:        Wow, you’re up to level one forty-five!
Mom:                It’s not a level sweetie…. it’s a page number.    😐
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Any love cultivated for a façade is destined to falter

If recognizing who you really are causes you no regrets and no pain, perhaps you can hope for someone who likewise accepts you as you accept yourself.

You can grow relationships with the appearance of love whilst hiding your true self, but can anyone be truly happy being something they are not?  True love requires we expose our selves… and not just the good stuff…. all of it – nasty habits, idiosyncratic character, disgraceful past and unacceptable proclivities.  It’s only in unreserved acceptance of all of you, that truer more enduring love can occur… It may not be the love you expected from the brochures, but it will be honest.

If someone is aware of all that lies beneath your armour and yet loves you still…. hell, someone probably already does love you for who you really are.  Anything else is a lie.

No one is no one….