Do you derive joy when someone else succeeds? Do you not play dirty when engaged in competition? Do you have a big intellectual capacity but know That it alone does not equate wisdom? Do you see everything as an illusion? But enjoy it even though you are not of it? Are you both masculine and feminine? politically aware? And don't believe in capital punishment?
These are 21 things that I want in a lover Not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer
Do you derive joy from diving in and seeing that Loving someone can actually feel like freedom? are you funny? la self-deprecating? like adventure? and have many formed opinions?
These are 21 things that I want in a lover Not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer I figure I can describe it since I have a choice in the matter These are 21 things I choose to choose in a lover
I'm in no hurry I could wait forever I'm in no rush cuz I like being solo There are no worries and certainly no pressure in the meantime I'll live like there's no tomorrow
Are you uninhibited in bed? more than three times a week? Up for being experimental? are you athletic? Are you thriving in a job that helps your brother? are you not addicted? ...curious and communicative...
hmmmm...music is such a huge part of my life that i could go on forever here...but to be considerate of the space here i will narrow it down to 2 songs..."i get up i get down" by yes...when i was about 13/14 i would listen to this blasting thru the headphones nonstop...the vocals/organ are incredible to me, even today...next is "bad" by u2, but only the live version from "wide awake in america"...incredible lyrics sung with incredible passion...and then it goes on and on, from miles & coltrane to yoyo ma to janes addiction/rhcp/pearl jam when i fly on my bike...saw yoyo ma front row center recently...i was only about 4 feet from him...when it was over i felt like moses when he came off the mountain with the tablets...incredible...
Bill Evans--his performance at the Village Vanguard the night I was born includes a rendition of My Foolish Heart that... ach, bliss. I heard that song in Harlem one memorable New Year's Eve, and every time I hear it I remember a sweet first love. It's all about love, anyway.
Long story.... As a beginning freshman in college I was shy, unsure of myself, and had close to zero self esteem. I thought I was stupid and ugly, and all sorts of other horrid things. (Looking back now on pictures I know I wasn't ugly, but as a teen I was horrible on myself and really truely believed I was ugly.) In an all women college environment I totally blossomed. I started to believe that I was attractive, and smart, and I learned how to speak up for myself, I rarely felt shy. It was basically the year that I blossomed into a self confident, outgoing, young adult. I had an RA who became a friend, and sometime towards the end of the year she told me about the song, and gave me a copy of it, with the words written down, and a little personalized note saying how much it reminded her of me. It made me stop and think, and look at myself. I didn't see the changes I was going through. It kind of slapped me upside the head to see that I was more than "okay."
Morning light, silken dream take flight As the darkness give way to the dawn You’ve survived, now your moment has arrived Now your dream has finally been born
Black butterfly sail across the waters Tell your sons and daughters what the struggle brings Black butterfly set the skies on fire Rise up even higher so the ageless winds of time can catch your wings
Ooh...ooh...
While you slept, the promise was unkept But your faith was as sure as the stars Now you’re free and the world has come to see Just how proud and beautiful you are
Black butterfly sail across the waters Tell your sons and daughters what the struggle brings Black butterfly set the skies on fire Rise up even higher so the wind can catch your wings
Let the current lift your heard and send it soaring Write your timeless message clear across the sky So that all of us can read it and remember when we need it That a dream conceived in truth can never die Butterfly
‘Cause now that you’re free and the world has come to see Just how proud and beautiful you are
Black butterfly sail across the waters Tell your sons and your daughters what the struggle brings Black butterfly set the skies, set them on fire Rise up even higher so the ageless winds of time can catch your wings
Many groups, many songs. Sarah Groves, whom most of you probably do not know, recorded her song "Remember Surrender" within the last.. five or six years. A very simple song about Salvation, and the words of the chorus, "Why can't I live there an make my home, in sweet surrender; I want to do so much more than remember." Very gripping when first I heard it. Bought the CD shortly thereafter. Unfortunately, most of her other songs were'nt all that great.
Meliisa Ethridge, all of her songs are good. Went to her concert and it was great. 4th row back. Also Simple Plan- Perfect. The song says it all.
Hey Dad look at me Think back and talk to me Did I grow up according To plan? Do you think I’m wasting My time doing things I Wanna do? But it hurts when you Disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it I just want to make you proud I’m never gonna be good Enough for you I can’t pretend that I’m alright And you can’t change me
‘Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I’m sorry I can’t be Perfect Now it’s just too late And we can’t go back I’m sorry I can’t be Perfect
I try not to think About the pain I feel inside Did you know you used to be My hero? All the days You spent with me Now seem so far away And it feels like you don’t Care anymore
And now I try hard to make it I just want to make you proud I’m never gonna be good Enough for you I can’t stand another fight And nothing’ alright
‘Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I’m sorry I can’t be Perfect Now it’s just too late And we can’t go back I’m sorry I can’t be Perfect
Nothing’s gonna change The things that you said Nothing’s gonna make this Right again Please don’t turn your back I can’t believe it’s hard Just to talk to you But you don’t understand
‘Cuz we lost it all Nothing lasts forever I’m sorry I can’t be Perfect Now it’s just too late And we can’t go back I’m sorry I can’t be Perfect
One night when I was very drunk, and in a period where I felt like the bottom was about to fall out of my life (I was submitting a resignation letter to my boss the next day), "At This Moment" came on, and I cried for a long time - mourning a good career move that had turned bad, and unknowingly freeing up room in my heart and mind to change for the better.
Lorrie Morgan wrote If You Came Back From Heaven. I sang that song at my mother's funeral. (I choked, pretty badly. It's hard to sing when you're sobbing).
That song is the closest song to my heart in the whole wide world.
angel, sarah mclachlan - particulary bad time in my life ... sorry, i won't elaborate ... but a friend took me to see her live ... i had always loved her music but never heard her live
i was astonished at the power in that woman's voice that is missing in the recording ... she sat the piano and played angel without the band and sang like i've never heard anyone sing ... it finally made me cry over something i should have cried about before ... not just me, other people sitting around us were crying too ... at the end she said "that took more out of me than usual" and left the stage for a few minutes while her band played the intro to her next song ... i'll never forget it
Steadily, for the last almost 10 years, Fiona Apple. We are about the same age, and apparently going thru the same seasons of life at the same time.
Her latest CD has a song that perfectly describes my relationship with my mother, one of my many therapy-needing ails. I really listened to it this week right before my session with Dr. Shrink, and I realized that the whole song is where I want to be..."Oh Well".
Oh Well Fiona Apple Extraordinary Machine
What you did to me made me see myself something different Though I try to talk sense to myself But I just won't listen Won't you go away Turn yourself in You're no good at confession Before the image that you burned me in Tries to teach you a lesson What you did to me made me see myself somethin' awful A voice once stentorian is now again meek and muffled It took me such a long time to get back up the first time you did it I spent all I had to get it back, and now it seems I've been outbidded My peace and quiet was stolen from me When I was looking with calm affection You were searching out my imperfections What wasted unconditional love On somebody Who doesn't believe in the stuff You came upon me like a hypnic jerk When I was just about to settle And when it counts you recoil With the cryptic word you even love belittling Oh what a cold and common old way to go I was feeding on the need for you to know me Devastated at the rate you fell below me What wasted unconditional love On somebody Who doesn't believe in the stuff Oh, well
Metallica - Nothing Else Matters. There was a time when the only thing that got me through the day was this song. I was going thro a fairly depressed time and I remember having to stop what I was doing, go and playing it, and then I had enough in me to carry on for a few more hours until the need arose agin.
There are many, many songs I love and have identified with over the years, but this was absolutely vital to me at that time.
17 Comments:
At 11:36 AM, sttropezbutler said…
Judy Garland.
Hey I'm a gay man of a certain age aren't I.
David Bowie.
Thin White Duke. Never seen anything like it in my life.
Bette Mildew
See above underJudy Garland...and Ms. Mildew gives great stage!
Laura Nyro.
Pet Shop Boys.
Dusty Springfield.
Patti Smith.
Peter Allen.
I know that is more than one..but hey..like I said..I'm a man of a certain age!
STB
At 11:41 AM, Bent Fabric said…
21 Things I Want in a Lover by Alanis Morisette.
Do you derive joy when someone else succeeds?
Do you not play dirty when engaged in competition?
Do you have a big intellectual capacity but know
That it alone does not equate wisdom?
Do you see everything as an illusion?
But enjoy it even though you are not of it?
Are you both masculine and feminine? politically aware?
And don't believe in capital punishment?
These are 21 things that I want in a lover
Not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer
Do you derive joy from diving in and seeing that
Loving someone can actually feel like freedom? are you funny?
la self-deprecating? like adventure? and have many formed opinions?
These are 21 things that I want in a lover
Not necessarily needs but qualities that I prefer
I figure I can describe it since I have a choice in the matter
These are 21 things I choose to choose in a lover
I'm in no hurry I could wait forever
I'm in no rush cuz I like being solo
There are no worries and certainly no pressure in the meantime
I'll live like there's no tomorrow
Are you uninhibited in bed? more than three times a week?
Up for being experimental? are you athletic?
Are you thriving in a job that helps your brother? are you not addicted?
...curious and communicative...
At 11:52 AM, Anonymous said…
My life is a soundtrack and picking any one song would seem to diminish another. In this present moment the song is R.E.M.'s "Everybody Hurts"
So, hold on...
At 11:56 AM, nancy =) said…
hmmmm...music is such a huge part of my life that i could go on forever here...but to be considerate of the space here i will narrow it down to 2 songs..."i get up i get down" by yes...when i was about 13/14 i would listen to this blasting thru the headphones nonstop...the vocals/organ are incredible to me, even today...next is "bad" by u2, but only the live version from "wide awake in america"...incredible lyrics sung with incredible passion...and then it goes on and on, from miles & coltrane to yoyo ma to janes addiction/rhcp/pearl jam when i fly on my bike...saw yoyo ma front row center recently...i was only about 4 feet from him...when it was over i felt like moses when he came off the mountain with the tablets...incredible...
At 12:00 PM, nancy =) said…
p.s...if i was stranded on a desert island with only one cd, it would be george harrison's "all things must pass"...ok ok i'll stop now!!...peace...
At 1:34 PM, I n g e r said…
Bill Evans--his performance at the Village Vanguard the night I was born includes a rendition of My Foolish Heart that... ach, bliss. I heard that song in Harlem one memorable New Year's Eve, and every time I hear it I remember a sweet first love. It's all about love, anyway.
At 1:49 PM, SassyFemme said…
Black Butterfly by Deniece Williams.
Long story.... As a beginning freshman in college I was shy, unsure of myself, and had close to zero self esteem. I thought I was stupid and ugly, and all sorts of other horrid things. (Looking back now on pictures I know I wasn't ugly, but as a teen I was horrible on myself and really truely believed I was ugly.) In an all women college environment I totally blossomed. I started to believe that I was attractive, and smart, and I learned how to speak up for myself, I rarely felt shy. It was basically the year that I blossomed into a self confident, outgoing, young adult. I had an RA who became a friend, and sometime towards the end of the year she told me about the song, and gave me a copy of it, with the words written down, and a little personalized note saying how much it reminded her of me. It made me stop and think, and look at myself. I didn't see the changes I was going through. It kind of slapped me upside the head to see that I was more than "okay."
Morning light, silken dream take flight
As the darkness give way to the dawn
You’ve survived, now your moment has arrived
Now your dream has finally been born
Black butterfly sail across the waters
Tell your sons and daughters what the struggle brings
Black butterfly set the skies on fire
Rise up even higher so the ageless winds of time can catch your wings
Ooh...ooh...
While you slept, the promise was unkept
But your faith was as sure as the stars
Now you’re free and the world has come to see
Just how proud and beautiful you are
Black butterfly sail across the waters
Tell your sons and daughters what the struggle brings
Black butterfly set the skies on fire
Rise up even higher so the wind can catch your wings
Let the current lift your heard and send it soaring
Write your timeless message clear across the sky
So that all of us can read it and remember when we need it
That a dream conceived in truth can never die
Butterfly
‘Cause now that you’re free and the world has come to see
Just how proud and beautiful you are
Black butterfly sail across the waters
Tell your sons and your daughters what the struggle brings
Black butterfly set the skies, set them on fire
Rise up even higher so the ageless winds of time can catch your wings
Fly
Butterfly
Yeah, yeah, yes
Fly
At 7:18 PM, Anonymous said…
Thank you sassyfemme for sharing your poignant and powerful story and song.
At 12:38 AM, Anonymous said…
Many groups, many songs. Sarah Groves, whom most of you probably do not know, recorded her song "Remember Surrender" within the last.. five or six years. A very simple song about Salvation, and the words of the chorus,
"Why can't I live there an make my home, in sweet surrender;
I want to do so much more than remember."
Very gripping when first I heard it. Bought the CD shortly thereafter. Unfortunately, most of her other songs were'nt all that great.
At 4:16 PM, Ace of Spades said…
Meliisa Ethridge, all of her songs are good. Went to her concert and it was great. 4th row back.
Also Simple Plan- Perfect. The song says it all.
Hey Dad look at me
Think back and talk to me
Did I grow up according
To plan?
Do you think I’m wasting
My time doing things I
Wanna do?
But it hurts when you
Disapprove all along
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I’m never gonna be good
Enough for you
I can’t pretend that
I’m alright
And you can’t change me
‘Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
Now it’s just too late
And we can’t go back
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
I try not to think
About the pain I feel inside
Did you know you used to be
My hero?
All the days
You spent with me
Now seem so far away
And it feels like you don’t
Care anymore
And now I try hard to make it
I just want to make you proud
I’m never gonna be good
Enough for you
I can’t stand another fight
And nothing’ alright
‘Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
Now it’s just too late
And we can’t go back
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
Nothing’s gonna change
The things that you said
Nothing’s gonna make this
Right again
Please don’t turn your back
I can’t believe it’s hard
Just to talk to you
But you don’t understand
‘Cuz we lost it all
Nothing lasts forever
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
Now it’s just too late
And we can’t go back
I’m sorry
I can’t be Perfect
At 2:00 PM, Anonymous said…
"At This Moment" by Billy Vera
One night when I was very drunk, and in a period where I felt like the bottom was about to fall out of my life (I was submitting a resignation letter to my boss the next day), "At This Moment" came on, and I cried for a long time - mourning a good career move that had turned bad, and unknowingly freeing up room in my heart and mind to change for the better.
At 3:28 PM, nancy =) said…
this week it is simon and garfunkle...i am a rock...the sound of silence...incredible stuff...peace...
At 5:30 PM, Elizabeth Taylor said…
Elliot Smith...the man just speaks to me.
And that song by the Waterboys -"Fisherman's Blues." It's absolutely the best song I've ever heard... it's so good it actually hurts.
And there are a few from Radiohead - "I Might be Wrong" and "There There" and "High and Dry"...and "Let Down."
There are more but those are the ones that come to mind right now.
At 9:28 PM, sdk said…
Lorrie Morgan wrote If You Came Back From Heaven. I sang that song at my mother's funeral. (I choked, pretty badly. It's hard to sing when you're sobbing).
That song is the closest song to my heart in the whole wide world.
sdk
At 11:18 AM, crappyjazz said…
angel, sarah mclachlan - particulary bad time in my life ... sorry, i won't elaborate ... but a friend took me to see her live ... i had always loved her music but never heard her live
i was astonished at the power in that woman's voice that is missing in the recording ... she sat the piano and played angel without the band and sang like i've never heard anyone sing ... it finally made me cry over something i should have cried about before ... not just me, other people sitting around us were crying too ... at the end she said "that took more out of me than usual" and left the stage for a few minutes while her band played the intro to her next song ... i'll never forget it
At 10:09 PM, Stacy said…
Steadily, for the last almost 10 years, Fiona Apple. We are about the same age, and apparently going thru the same seasons of life at the same time.
Her latest CD has a song that perfectly describes my relationship with my mother, one of my many therapy-needing ails. I really listened to it this week right before my session with Dr. Shrink, and I realized that the whole song is where I want to be..."Oh Well".
Oh Well
Fiona Apple
Extraordinary Machine
What you did to me made me see myself something different
Though I try to talk sense to myself
But I just won't listen
Won't you go away
Turn yourself in
You're no good at confession
Before the image that you burned me in
Tries to teach you a lesson
What you did to me made me see myself somethin' awful
A voice once stentorian is now again meek and muffled
It took me such a long time to get back up the first time you did it
I spent all I had to get it back, and now it seems I've been outbidded
My peace and quiet was stolen from me
When I was looking with calm affection
You were searching out my imperfections
What wasted unconditional love
On somebody
Who doesn't believe in the stuff
You came upon me like a hypnic jerk
When I was just about to settle
And when it counts you recoil
With the cryptic word you even love belittling
Oh what a cold and common old way to go
I was feeding on the need for you to know me
Devastated at the rate you fell below me
What wasted unconditional love
On somebody
Who doesn't believe in the stuff
Oh, well
At 8:16 AM, DayDreamer said…
Metallica - Nothing Else Matters.
There was a time when the only thing that got me through the day was this song. I was going thro a fairly depressed time and I remember having to stop what I was doing, go and playing it, and then I had enough in me to carry on for a few more hours until the need arose agin.
There are many, many songs I love and have identified with over the years, but this was absolutely vital to me at that time.
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