Twitch. Twitch.

They’ve gone and done it again!  No explanation.  No apparent reason.  No earthly logical reason why changing the introduction music to a TV show is a cunning plan… unless of course it’s to save royalties because the original artists were starting to get greedy about it.

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Watched Bones S08E01 tonight and got 5 minutes in only to discover that they have changed the intro music/sequence and it is now a watered down pathetic version of it’s former self.  Why?  Especially after seven successful seasons where they have indelibly imprinted the associations in our brains between that particular piece of music and their show?!?  I’m sure you can damn well get it as a ring tone for crying out loud.  To change it, well… it makes no sense!!!

I may have railed against this in the past in regards to ‘The Unit’ and ‘Veronica Mars’ amongst other shows, but I just don’t understand why (when you’re obviously on a winning formula) you decide to fuck with it?

I was quite disappointed to hear the new intro, it’s like a cheap knockoff version of itself and it no longer has the same connotations as the original Bones tune… it was all I could do not to switch it off in disgust and never come back!

 

Turn the radio up for that sweet sound

I woke up this morning, feeling rather ordinary… bit of a chesty cough, the start of a headache and a slight fever.  I splashed some cold water on my face and looked in the mirror and thought to myself, “Meh, you’ll be right.”  Not exactly bright eyed and bushy tailed or overflowing with squirrel-esque enthusiasm, but I’ll start worrying about it when I actually look like the age stated on my birth certificate or if I bear anything more than a passing resemblance to my passport photo – whichever comes first.  In the meantime, however, I think, “I can get through this!”

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And by ‘this’, I mean the BIG day of Latin study I had ahead of me which at this point is simply not optional given the potentially horrendous end of semester exam I have to face tomorrow, which involves copious quantities of rote learned verb conjugations and noun declensions, not to mention things like interrogative pronouns, pronominal adjectives and demonstrative pronouns and adjectives, infinitives, imperatives, actives, deponents and all other no doubt important things I can’t remember! :S   So I tried to tidy myself up a bit. Put on a bright pink jumper (people tend not to notice ‘that’ look around your eyes when you’re in bright colours) some jeans and sneakers.  Packed up my school bag with all my Latin study notes, threw in my laptop, grabbed my keys and jumped in the car. Heading for Uni feeling only so-so, but trying sooo hard to pretend that I’m fine and just heading off to campus to study like any other poor sucker… err I mean student.  So far so good.

Then from out of nowhere, the radio gives me a swift spiritual kick to the head in the form of Eric Carmen’s “Make Me Lose Control”.  Now seriously?  Who would credit Eric Carmen with being able to do that?   Well, it came on the radio and without realizing it, I had done exactly what I was told and ‘turned that radio up’ as I zipped along in my little red Suzuki Swift down Macrossan Avenue and through McClelland Corner, which suddenly became a trip down memory lane of many other trips taken that way years ago in a little red Gemini!  All the while Eric and memories of that hair serenaded me along!

Turn the radio up for that sweet sound
Hold me close never let me go
Keep this feelin’ alive make me lose control – Baby

When I look in your eyes, I go crazy
Fever’s high with the lights down low
Take me over the edge
Make me lose control – Baby, baby!

I was even vaguely amused and smiled to myself when it got to the bit where he’s belting out: ‘Jennifer’s singin’ “Stand By Me”, and she knows every single word by heart’ as it dawned on me that I had been singing along and knew all the words to this song by heart, even though I have not heard it for years!

And then the radio DJ came on with his forced levity which is oft accompanied by cringeworthy attempts at humour, and do you know what he says?  Well, I’ll tell you.  He says, in a typical smoothed out radio voice, “And that was Eric Carmen’s ‘Make Me Lose Control’ which hit the Number 3 spot on the US charts and hung around for about 13 weeks in the Top 40 waaay on back in 1988!”

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You ever get that feeling that someone has just pricked your balloon, and you’re going ‘Ptbtbtbtbtbt!’ while bouncing all around the room like an unwanted leftover from a kids birthday party???  Sigh… Well, all of a sudden, I felt old and more than a little bit tired, and all my efforts to get up and go; got up and went!  Thank you, 97.3FM.

You have me…

Apparently "Du hast" doesn’t translate to "you hate," but "you have."  The English version of ‘Du hast’ is sung as ‘You hate’ to appeal to an english speaking audience. If you say ‘You hate’ you will need to say ‘Du hasst’.  The infinitive form of ‘hate’ is ‘hassen’ and the infinitive form of ‘have’ is ‘haben’. ‘Haben’ is an irregular verb, so when it’s conjugated into the you/du form, it’s ‘hast’. 

So does… ‘You have me’ make this some sort of weird arse love song?!?!?!?  The film clip is like some sort of mafia hit… so maybe ‘You have me is a familial solidarity thing?  Who knows.  Love the song anyway.


Du Hast

Du
Du hast
Du hast mich (repeat X 5)

Du hast mich
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt und ich hab nichts gesagt

Willst du bis der Tod euch scheide
treu ihr sein für alle Tage…
Nein!  Nein!

Willst du bis der Tod euch scheide
treu ihr sein für alle Tage…
Nein!  Nein!

Du
Du hast
Du hast mich (repeat X 3)

Du hast mich
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt
Du hast mich gefragt und ich hab nichts gesagt

Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet
treu ihr sein für alle Tage…
Nein!  Nein!

Willst du bis zum Tod der Scheide
sie lieben auch in schlechten Tagen….
Nein!  Nein!

Willst du bis der Tod euch scheidet treu ihr sein…
Nein!  Nein!

You Have

You
You have
You have me (repeat X5)

You have me
You have me to say
You have me to say
You have me to say and I did not obey

Will you until death does sever
Be upright to her forever…
Never!  Never!

Will you until death does sever
Be upright to her forever…
Never!  Never!

You
You have
You have me  (repeat x 3)

You have me
You have me to say
You have me to say
You have me to say and I did not obey

Will you until death does sever
Be upright to her forever…
Never!  Never!

Will you ’til death be her rider
Her lover too, to stay inside her…
Never!  Never!

Will you until death does sever be upright…
Never!  Never!
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What a pathetic groupie I’d make.

I’ve been trying to remember the bands and performers I’ve seen in concert and it’s not so easy for some reason.  Some I can’t be sure where I saw them, and some I can’t even really pinpoint with whom or when.  Expo being in Brisbane when I was a teenager was great.  Myself and my boyfriend had season passes so we went as often as we could.

Motley Crue  (BEC)
Masters’ Apprentices (Alex Hills)
Joe Cocker (Fisherman’s Wharf)
Motorhead * (Tallebudgerra)
Jimmy Barnes (twice at Expo, once at BEC)
UB40 (BEC)
John Cougar Mellancamp (twice – Expo)
Megadeath (Festival Hall)
Luciano Pavarotti (Farewell Tour)
Eurogliders (Expo)
Redgum (Amamoor)
Crowded House (Expo)
Tina Turner (BEC)
Nathan Cavilleri (Expo)
1927 (Alex Hills)
Aerosmith (BEC – fell asleep)
Ladysmith Black Mombazo (Expo)
Slim Dusty (under duress)
Wickety Wak (ditto)
Funaddicts (Easts)
Blur (Festival Hall)
Riptides  (Fisherman’s Wharf)
Cat Empire (Tivoli)
Rod Stewart  (BEC)
John Williamson (Sth Stradbroke Is and Amamoor)
The Angels (Manly Hotel)
Mental As Anything (Expo)
John Farnham (BEC)
AC/DC (BEC)
Nick Cave (Expo)
Deltones (Twin Towns)
Kate Cebrano (Expo
The Choir Boys (Manly Hotel)
Violent Femmes  (Fisherman’s Wharf)
Black Sorrows (Expo)
Dame Kiri Tekanawa (in NZ)
Hoodoo Gurus (Expo too)
Ted Egan  (Amamoor)
The Cockroaches (before they became squillionaire Wiggles)

*what little they played before the police dogs and paddy wagons turned up.

Well not a particularly illustrious list based on what I can remember – likely that which hasn’t been remembered is not worth remembering anyways.  I knew I hadn’t been to many concerts… but that’s a sad, sad list indeed.  There is however a really diverse and eclectic range of music genres encompassed in the list and it occurs to me that I look rather well rounded… or like I’ve got some majorly fragmented personality or something. 

My favourite acts on that list would have to be Joe Cocker, Violent Femmes and Pavarotti… all brilliant.  Given what it costs these days to buy a ticket to go see a live act it’s no suprise that there’s not many modern acts on that list at all. 
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Engel

One of my favouite songs at the moment….

Engel

Wer zu Lebzeit gut auf Erden
wird nach dem Tod ein Engel werden
den Blick gen Himmel fragst Du dann
warum man sie nicht sehen kann

Erst wenn die Wolken schlafen gehn
kann man uns am Himmel sehen
wir haben Angst und sind allein
Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein

Sie leben hinterm Sonnenschein
getrennt von uns unendlich weit
sie müssen sich an Sterne krallen (ganz fest)
damit sie nicht vom Himmel fallen

Erst wenn die Wolken schlafen gehn
kann man uns am Himmel sehen
wir haben Angst und sind allein

Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein
Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein
Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein

Erst wenn die Wolken schlafen gehn
kann man uns am Himmel sehne
wir haben Angst und sind allein

Gott weiß ich will kein Engel sein  etc

The female Guest singer for this song is ‘Bobo’.

Angel

Live in virtue, no desire In the grave an angel’s fire
You look to heaven and wonder why
No-one can see them in the sky
Just as the clouds have gone to sleep

Angels can be seen in heaven’s keep
Alone in fear they question why
Goddamn not an angel when I die
Angels live, they never die

Apart from us, behind the sky
They’re fading souls who’ve turned to ice
So ashen white in paradise
Just as the clouds have gone to sleep

Angels can be seen in heaven’s keep
Alone in fear they question why

Goddamn not an angel when I die
Goddamn not an angel when I die
Goddamn not an angel when I die

Just as the clouds have gone to sleep
Angels can be seen in heaven’s keep
Alone in fear they question why

Goddamn not an angel when I die
Goddamn not an angel when I die
Goddamn not an angel when I die
Goddamn not an angel when I die
Goddamn not an angel when I die