My wonderful (and amazingly supportive) friend Beach has tagged me to participate in the ‘a song a day challenge’… and how could I say no? Like this: “No.” But I’m not going to do that. If you don’t visit son of a beach, I highly suggest you do. He’s an enormously talented photographer. Some of his sunsets need to be framed and hung in my home…
Here are the rules. I’m going to try to follow them. (An endeavor at which I usually fail.)
Post a song a day for five consecutive days
Post the name of the song and video
Post what the lyrics mean to you (optional)
Nominate two different bloggers each day of the challenge
You know how I hate nominating people. I always feel like I’ve given them some obligation… and I never want anyone to feel obligated to participate. But this is music, so I’m going to name a couple of people. Please know that you most definitely do not need to participate!
Lennon | Fabulous with Glitches
(They’re not glitches, my beautiful friend. You’re all fab!)
GF | No Love for Fatties
(I’ve got plenty of love for you, T!)
Psst… I’ll tell you a secret. I am starting the A-to-Z challenge this weekend with two themes (I know… I don’t know what’s wrong with me either)… and music is one of them. So I guess this is a warm up.
[Oh… by the way… it’s after midnight, but I’m still on Monday. You know, just to clarify why there will probably be two of these dated March 28.]
This song is all over the place. (Which is one of the obvious reasons it works for me.) Made up words (‘unsleepable’?)… maliciousness (‘would rather die than have to touch you’) … kindness, although seemingly sarcastic (‘the thing is I love you now’)… and lots of contradiction. But would anyone really expect anything less from Morrissey? Or me, for that matter?
Our unsleepable friend gets the message on an ill-wind
“All your friends and your foes
Would rather die than have to touch you”
To say the least: Oh, truly disappointed
Truly, truly, truly
Drank too much and then said too much
And there’s nowhere to go but Down
Young boy, I wanna help you
See these lines? Truly disappointed
Truly, truly, truly
Don’t talk to me, no
About people who are “nice”
Cause I have spent my whole life
Because of people who were “nice”
Oh, this world may lack style, I know
Each bud must blossom and grow
Young girl, one day you will be old
But the thing is I love you now
This is the last song I will ever sing – yeaaah!
No, I’ve changed my mind again – Ooooh!
Goodnight and Thank you.