Song Lyric Sunday – Courage

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Helen’s theme for this week is “Courage”. I’ve chosen a less well known song from Diana Ross who I’ve been in love with since the 1960’s when her “Supremes” talent first showed!

How can she possibly be 73? That must make me…..Wow!

 

“Hope Is An Open Window” (christopher ward/tim tickner/diana ross)

Are we not more than hunger and music
Are we not more than harlequins and horns
Are we not more than color and drums
Are we not more than anger and dance
Give me courage so I can spread it over my face and mouth
Give me courage, give me courage
Give me courage, give me courage

I walk these city streets see the people there
Look into the eyes of quiet despair
And the faces tell a story that words never can
And it falls to everyone of us to try and understand
Out of kindness
One act of grace makes the world we walk a better place

Hope is an open window
Love an open door
To reach out for each other
Is what we came here for

Through an open window
We can see the way
If we hold on to each other, every day

We build walls of suspicion with bars of fears
Tell ourselves we’ll be safe in here
I know more brings us together
Than keeps up apart
First we got to tear down these walls within our hearts

We might be strangers, we can be friends
You and I we both need to let somebody in

Hope is an open window
Love an open door
To reach out for each other
Is what we came here for

Through an open window
We can see the way
If we hold on to each other, every day

Give me courage so I can spread over my face and mouth
We are secret rivers with shaking hips and crests
Come awake in our thunder so that our eyes can see behind trees
Give me courage so I can spread over my face and mouth
Give me courage, give me courage
Give me courage, give me courage

Hope is an open window
Love’s an open door
To reach out for each other
Is what we came here for

Through an open window
We can see the way
If we hold on to each other, every day

Hope is an open window
Love an open door
Gotta be there for each other
Is what we sent here for

Through an open window
We can find a way
To love one another

Hope is an open window
Love an open door.

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Song Lyric Sunday – Theme: Obsession.

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Just like Helen, who challenges us to find our Song Lyric Sunday, I was immediately heading towards The Police and Every Breath You Take. Helen’s choice is here:

Song Lyric Sunday – Shiver by Coldplay

 

I’m choosing a song that is possibly not PC and may well not be written today. It is a one off novelty song by Napoleon XIV, describing his descent into madness after obsessing about his girlfriend (or was it his dog?) deserting him. It was humour of its time and, if you are likely to be offended, please do not click on the video link……………………………….HERE  , and do not read any further.

To add to the non PC, the video is a modern version that features a certain well known person who sometimes lives (but not often) in Washington DC.

They’re Coming To Take Me Away

Remember when you ran away
And I got on my knees
And begged you not to leave
Because I’d go beserk

Well you left me anyhow
And then the days got worse and worse
And now you see I’ve gone
Completely out of my mind

And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa
They’re coming to take me away ho-ho hee-hee ha-haaa
To the funny farm
Where life is beautiful all the time
And I’ll be happy to see those nice young men
In their clean white coats
And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa

You thought it was a joke
And so you laughed
You laughed when I said
That losing you would make me flip my lid

Right?
You know you laughed
I heard you laugh, you laughed
You laughed and laughed and then you left
But now you know I’m utterly mad

And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa
They’re coming to take me away ho-ho hee-hee ha-haaa
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa

I cooked your food
I cleaned your house
And this is how you pay me back
For all my kind unselfish, loving deeds
Ha! Well you just wait
They’ll find you yet and when they do
They’ll put you in the A.S.P.C.A.
You mangy mutt

And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa
They’re coming to take me away ha-haaa ho-ho hee-hee
To the funny farm where life is beautiful all the time
And I’ll be happy to see those nice young men
In their clean white coats

And they’re coming to take me away
To the happy home with trees and flowers and chirping birds
And basket weavers who sit and smile and twiddle their thumbs and toes
And they’re coming to take me away ha-haaa!

Songwriter: Jerry Samuels

They’re Coming To Take Me Away lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

 

Song Lyric Sunday – Growing Old

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I’ve been looking on from the sidelines for many weeks now and thought it was about time to dip my toe in the water and have a go at Helen’s Song Lyric Sunday.

This week the theme is Growing Old – something I’m quite familiar with.

I have an eclectic taste in music, having grown up with The Beatles, The Rolling Stones, The Beach Boys, The Who, moving on to Motown, ELO, and I even moved into the 70’s, 80’s. 90’s, and Noughties, and appreciate SOME rap.

Today’s choice is a brand new group of very young, and I mean VERY young, people called Superorganism.

They do not have many songs out yet, but trust me, they will have.

You may think “What can they possibly know about Growing Old?” Well see what you think in their song Nobody Cares. Carry on beyond the first song and you will be hooked. Look up their live performances. You WILL love them.

“Nobody Cares” is the third single from the London/Maine collective group Superorganism. Although appearing to have a pessimistic tone with the idea that ‘nobody cares’, the song actually holds an optimistic outlook that you can be whoever you want to be without having to worry what other people may think about you. Surely that is what growing up is all about?

[Verse 1]
Incomplete without tearing up all of the sleeves
Nobody cares
You look fine, no I don’t, let’s consult our favorite recipe
Nobody cares
Oh no, nobody cares

[Verse 2]
Out we go into the world of scary eyes and lies
Low key baby, I’m never feeling quite alright
Nobody cares
Oh no, nobody cares
Oh no, nobody cares

[Bridge]
How am I to care, how am I to care
How am I to care when nobody else does

[Verse 3]
Sweet relief when you grow up and see for yourself
Nobody cares
Have a drink, have a smoke, do whatever you need to unload
Nobody cares
Oh no, nobody cares

[Verse 4]
Record skip, tripping over, falling up the stairs
Awkward kids putting gel into their greasy hair
Nobody cares
Oh no, nobody cares
Oh no, nobody cares
[Bridge]
How am I to care, how am I to care
How am I to care when nobody else does

 

Lyrics courtesy of “Genius”

 

 

 

On Ilkley Moor Baht ‘at

It is imperative that you all join in with the marvellous rendition of “On Ilkley Moor baht ‘at”. I will know if you don’t!

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Where have you been since I saw you, I saw you? On Ilkley Moor without a hat

This week I went up to the moor, Ilkley Moor, where the  far reaching views are particularly beautiful, especially on a bright and clear sunny autumn day such as this one.

View from the moor

In my teens I did some walking on the moor with a group from the youth club.

Also in my teens and with friends, I came up to the isolated Cow and Calf hotel that stands almost at the top. We came to the disco nights that mushroomed in the 60s. The discotheque was in the large basement and occasionally there were live bands, complete with psychedelic and strobe lighting.

IMG_4953Ilkley Moor is part of the larger Rombald’s Moor, and lies directly above the lovely spa town of Ilkley, the moor is also home to a series of fascinating ancient monuments.

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Some things I’ve done that you probably haven’t.

I had this random thought that I have done a few things in my life that the average person will never experience.  I thought I would write a post entitled:

“Ten things I’ve done that you probably haven’t.” It developed a little like this:

Ten Eleven Twelve Thirteen Fourteen Fifteen Sixteen Seventeen Eighteen Nineteen Twenty things I’ve done that you probably haven’t

I arranged them in reverse alphabetical order, just for the sake of it! Then I thought of an added one, or four. So, here we have:

Some things I’ve done that you probably haven’t

  1. Travelled down the Rhine on a Duck
  2. Transferred between Royal Naval ships at sea by Jackstay
  3. Transferred between Royal Naval ships at sea by helicopter
  4. Spent time in a prison cell
  5. Sat in a Harrier Jump Jet
  6. Rowed in a coxed 4 at sea
  7. Regularly travelled to work by helicopter
  8. Qualified as a helicopter handling marshall
  9. Played bugle and drums in a Cadet Force band
  10. Helped to spy on Russian spies
  11. Helped to open a Playboy Club, with no women, in Bahrain
  12. Handled, and repaired Enigma machines
  13. Gassed hundreds of people, some several times
  14. Fallen out of the top of an oak tree
  15. Driven a tank
  16. Crawled under the Queen’s bed
  17. Crash landed a glider
  18. Been underwater in a submarine
  19. Been inside a radome
  20. Been in the impact area of High explosive shells
  21. Been an unpaid tourist guide
  22. Been totally alone on an island
  23. Been a sound engineer for The Gibraltar Song Festival
  24. Been a cave guide

All of these were achieved before the age of 40 but, if you have a large outstanding bucket list, do not despair, it is never too late!

I must admit that there is an amount of poetic licence involved, but where that is will only be revealed as I expand on each tale.

No state secrets will be revealed during the making of these blogs.

You may be waiting a while!

Sometimes Stellar Storyteller Six Word Story Challenge

Every week Nicola asks us to write a story of 6 words, or fewer, based on a prompt that she provides.

The top 3, as voted for “by the public” get to display a marvellous badge on their site. I have been lucky to have been amongst the chosen. I normally have a go every week, but do not normally post the entry on my blog.

This week the prompt is “Wicked”.

Quite naturally, the first thing that came to mind was the horrendous attack on concert goers in Manchester and that resulted in my entry for this week.

Concert ends. Life ends. Humanity ends!

I really hope that I do not win this week because nobody is a winner in wickedness such as was perpetrated by this inhuman, misguided young man.

You can see all the other entries here . Why not have a go yourself?

Lymelight Festival 2017

A fantastic report on Limelight Festival 2017 by a talented young music blogger. Read and enjoy!

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We waited patiently, for a whole 12 months. We attended gigs, we played our music loud and we counted down the days until we’d be back in front of that stage once more. We watched with excitement, as the lineup, the headliners and the last minute acts were announced. We planned our May Day bank holiday weekend accordingly and then we headed for Newcastle town centre, cagoule in hand and hopes high.

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The fifth annual Lymelight Festival ran from the evening of Friday 28th April through until late afternoon on Monday 1st May and by all accounts, it was spectacular. Opening with sets from Captain Stingray’s Groove Machine, Vidorra, 10o’clock Chemical and Akahum, it seemed that from the get go, this would be more than just your usual local festival.

S A T U R D A Y

It was dry and sunny on the morning of the 29th of…

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