I aint no hippy!

Over on Weekly Prompts the site shared by GC, themainaisle.com and SueW,  nansfarm.net the Weekend Challenge is Flower Power!

I’ve never partaken in these challenges, but when I saw the post today it triggered an immediate poem that, under normal circumstances, would have ended up as one of my Rapid Rhymes. Since I’m here, the poem is writ, and I saw this earlier today: (which I’ll leave to Sue to explain!!!)

I thought that I would offer you:

I aint no hippy

I missed the swinging sixties

with jeans and beads and hair

They say if you remember them

it proves you were not there

Well I was wearing uniform

no jeans or hair allowed

Each day was fully occupied

we couldn’t join the crowd

At least I got past 27

there’s many folk did not

Succumbed to sex and rock and roll

and drugs including pot

Still, p’raps I made up later

or p’raps I was a saint

Afraid I am not telling

A hippie I sure aint!

Song Lyric Sunday – March 29 2020 – Touch /Feel

song-lyric-sundayIf you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs on Jim Adams’ Song Lyric Sunday you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here. 

Jim gives us the chance to share familiar, and sometimes not so familiar, songs. This week I’ve chosen a not so familiar song that is all about feel. It’s sung by an artist in many senses of the word and, if I were a betting man, I’d bet you a fair sum of money that you have never heard of her.

The singer is The Glass Child, Charlotte Eriksson.

Leaving her home of Gothenburg, Sweden, with nothing but a guitar, her stories, and a dream, at age 18, she moved to London to dedicate her life to her music and art. She has achieved so much more than she had ever imagined. Eriksson is an artist, an author, a songwriter, and founder of the artist collective, Broken Glass Records.

On a personal mission to “touch at least one soul out there and make them feel they belong,” the world inhabited by The Glass Child is a beautiful place.

As an author of 4 books of prose and poetry including her latest release, Everything Changed When I Forgave Myself, Eriksson shares her growth and collections of memories spanning from her vagabonding ways, her artistry, her search for a home and mental health to travel essays on love and loss in the hope that her readers would find a connection and comfort in her words. She slowly began to find herself and her supporters one by one, wandering through foreign cities, finding shelter at train stations, airports and helpful friends’ couches, singing and sharing her stories to whoever would listen.

You can discover much more about her here on her web pages.  You can even book her to give a private performance in your own home! This lady, now 29, is not your average pop star. I think she is rather special!

The song she is singing is called Hypnic Jerk. Have you ever jumped when falling asleep and woken yourself up? Well, that is a Hypnic Jerk! Bet you didn’t know that either.

So, here is The Glass Child singing a song where a young girl settles down at night with her lover.

Or does she?

Can she really feel him there?

Can she see him beside her?

Is he really there?

You decide!

There are two versions. The first is a very rough recording, at 3am, just as the song has been written.

 

The second is a more polished version

Hypnic Jerk

The Glass Child

The day is finally over and you come alive
I’m slowly opening my window let you come inside
In the dark, all my fears they all disappear
It’s a hoax my love
I’ve seen it all before

You hear him whisper like a distant call
And then he tells you that he miss you, makes you feel so small
In the dark with the stars it all seems so close
In your head it’s real he’s getting near and

Softly, you lay your head beside me
Say you feel my heart beat
I’m too numb to feel you
I’m to numb to see you

Tell me are you see-through?
This ghost you’re turning into
I shut my eyes, and you’re no longer here

And when the sun is slowly rising it all hits me hard
Like a knife in my chest ripping out my heart
Reality is out there tearing lives apart
I’m living here alone with just a memory of you

I’m acting normal saying hi each day
One feet and then the other, hide your ghost away
Then they say the day is over and you come alive
In my head it’s real, you’re getting near

Softly, you lay your head beside me
Say you feel my heart beat
I’m too numb to feel you
I’m to numb to see you

Tell me are you see-through?
This ghost you’re turning into
I shut my eyes, and you’re no longer here

Source: Musixmatch

 

Song Lyric Sunday 09/02/2020 – I/Me/Them/Us/You/We

song-lyric-sundayThanks again to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs. This week he’s given us the task to find a song that has the personal pronouns: I /Me /Them /Us /You / or We in the title, or in the lyrics.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

This week I’ve chosen a song containing the word “I”, but the lyrics also include “Me”.

The song is “Yesterday when I was young”, written by Charles Aznavour with Georges Garvarentz back in 1964.  Herbert Kretzmer, who also translated Aznavour’s hit “She,” wrote the English-language lyrics.

I’ve included a link, at the bottom,  to the writer’s recording, written and sung as only a Frenchman could,  but I am offering, as my main video, a recording made by Matt Munro in  1973.

Monro was a heavy smoker and battled alcoholism from the 1960s until 1981.  He died from liver cancer on 7 February 1985 at the age of only 54 which makes this recording particularly poignant.

 

And HERE is Charles Aznavour’s version

 

Yesterday When I Was Young

It seems the love I’ve known
Has always been the most destructive kind
I guess that’s why now
I feel so old
Before my time

Yesterday, when I was young
The taste of life was sweet as rain upon my tongue
I teased at life as if it were a foolish game
The way the evening breeze may tease a candle flame
The thousand dreams I dreamed, the splendid things I planned
I always built to last on weak and shifting sand
I lived by night and shunned the naked light of the day
And only now I see how the years ran away

Yesterday, when I was young
So many happy songs were waiting to be sung
So many wild pleasures lay in store for me
And so much pain my dazzled eyes refused to see
I ran so fast that time and youth at last ran out
I never stopped to think what life was all about
And every conversation I can now recall
Concerned itself with me and nothing else at all

Yesterday the moon was blue
And every crazy day brought something new to do
I used my magic age as if it were a wand
And never saw the waste and emptiness beyond
The game of love I played with arrogance and pride
And every flame I lit too quickly, quickly died
The friends I made all seemed somehow to drift away
And only I am left on stage to end the play

There are so many songs in me that won’t be sung
I feel the bitter taste of tears upon my tongue
The time has come for me to pay for
Yesterday, when I was young

Source: LyricFind

Yesterday When I Was Young lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Song Lyric Sunday 26/01/2020 – Duets

song-lyric-sundayThanks again to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs. This week he’s asked us to share Duets.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

What I’m sharing with you this week is SEX!

Every time I see this couple singing together it’s almost as though they are making love on the stage. OK, they don’t really make love, but their body language, their eye contact, their mannerisms, all make me imagine lascivious speech bubbles and thoughts drifting between them.

The couple that I’m describing are Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham and it’s only natural that they should have a very close bond because they attended the same school, but a year apart. They started a relationship in 1966, and moved to Los Angeles in 1971. They recorded an album together before joining Fleetwood Mac in 1975 after Mick Fleetwood called Buckingham, inviting him to join the band. Buckingham refused, insisting that Nicks and he were “a package deal” and he would not join without her. The group decided that incorporating the pair would improve Fleetwood Mac, making the British band into an Anglo-American one. The first rehearsals confirmed this feeling, with the harmonies of the newcomers adding a pop accessibility to the hard rock. Their intimate relationship had broken down by 1977. The break up was chronicled in a number of songs written by the two, such as “Silver Springs” and “Dreams” by Nicks and “Go Your Own Way” and “Second Hand News” by Buckingham.

I suppose that most of their work together does not constitute a duet as they are singing accompanied by other band members, however, the first offering is definitely a duet, and shows off Lindsey’s consummate skills as a guitarist. He is one of my favourites.

This week I am kicking against the traces and am not giving you any lyrics. I am, instead, offering you a few choices of fantastic singing, with SEX!

I hope you enjoy them as much as I do.

Never Going Back Again

Bleed to love her

Landslide

I could go on and on because I do so love these two singing together, but I’d better go and get some sleep!

 

Song Lyric Sunday 29/12/2019 – Crazy

song-lyric-sundayThank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

Well, it’s a crazy old world, and that crazy time of the year between Christmas and New Year. Crazy is the theme for this week and it’s crazy just how many songs there are that have crazy in the title, never mind the lyrics. There are also groups such as The Crazy World of Arthur Brown, who you’ve probably never heard of. They existed only from 1967 to 1970, complete with flaming head and nudity on stage, and then reformed in 2000 and are, apparently, still performing!

However, I’m not offering you Arthur Brown. Instead, I’m going back to a song released in May 1956 which was a career making hit for Ray PriceCrazy Arms is an American country song which was first published in 1949 by pedal steel player Ralph Mooney and Charles “Chuck” Seals, although it was probably written by Paul Gilley of Kentucky, who worked as a ghost writer for various artists including Hank Williams.

The strength of a song can often be measured by the number of covers that are made by well known singers. “Crazy Arms” has been covered many times by performers both in country music and other genres. Some of the more notable names include Marion WorthBing CrosbyLouis ArmstrongChuck Berrythe Andrews Sisters, Gram Parsons, Patsy Cline, Waylon Jennings, Trini Lopez, Mickey Gilley, Great Speckled BirdWillie NelsonPatty LovelessJerry Lee Lewis, Marie Osmond, and the Jerry Garcia Band.  In 2000 Van Morrison and Linda Gail Lewis performed the song on their album You Win AgainLinda Ronstadt recorded a cover for her 1971 album, and Marty Stuart recorded an instrumental version with Mooney on his 2010 album Ghost Train: The Studio B Sessions.

You can hear some of these versions by clicking the link on the name, and here is the Ray Price version, although very poor quality video!

Crazy Arms

Now blue ain’t the word for the way that I feel
And a storm is brewing in this heart of mine
This ain’t no crazy dream I know that’s it real
You’re someone else’s love now, you’re not mine

Crazy arms that reach to hold somebody new
But my yearning heart keeps saying you’re not mine
My troubled mind knows soon to another you’ll be wed
That’s why I’m lonely all the time

Please take these treasured dreams I had for you and me
And take all the love I thought was mine
Someday my crazy arms will hold somebody new
But right now I’m so lonesome I could die

Crazy arms that reach to hold somebody new
But my yearning heart keeps saying you’re not mine
My troubled mind knows soon to another you’ll be wed
You’re someone else’s love now, you’re not mine
Well you’re someone else’s love now, you’re not mine

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Chuck Seals / Ralph Eugene Mooney

Crazy Arms lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group

Skater’s Waltz — A Unique Title For Me

Music to make you smile – thanks to Jim Adams.

 

Emile Waldteufel’s famous composition from 1882 is known in English as ‘The Skaters’ Waltz’. It was inspired by the sight of Parisians skating on the frozen Seine river. Waldteufel wrote over 200 works, but this is the piece he is best remembered for and this is one of the most famous wintery pieces in classical […]

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Song Lyric Sunday 17/11/2019 – Are Friends Electric? – Don’t ask

song-lyric-sundayThank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

I have missed three weeks but have still managed to listen to the entries. However, since “There are two means of refuge from the misery of life — music and cats.” (Albert Schweitzer) I thought I’d better make an effort to find the time to offer my choice for this week, and stroke my cat, Daisy!

The song I’m offering has a very tenuous link to the prompts this week (Did/Didn’t/Do/Don’t/Does/Doesn’t) in that the lyrics contain the word DON’T twice. That’s it! The real reason is I like this song and I hope you do too. It is the first hit of a group who only existed from 1975 to 1979.

Tubeway Army were a London-based new wave and electronic band led by lead singer Gary Numan. They were the first band of the electronic era to have a synthesiser-based number-one hit, with their single “Are ‘Friends’ Electric?” and its parent album Replicas both topping the UK charts in mid-1979. After its release, Numan opted to drop the Tubeway Army name and release music under his own name as he was the sole songwriter, producer and public face of the band, but he retained the musicians from Tubeway Army as his backing band. (Wikipedia)

And here is a later, live performance, at the Brixton Academy.

Are ‘Friends’ Electric?

Gary Numan

It’s cold outside
And the paint’s peeling off of my walls
There’s a man outside
In a long coat, gray hat, smoking a cigarette

Now the light fades out
And I’m only wondering what I’m doing in a room like this
There’s a knock on the door
And just for a second I thought I remembered you

So now I’m alone
Now I can think for myself
About little deals and S.U.’s
And things that I just don’t understand

Like a white lie that night
Or a slight touch at times
I don’t think it meant anything to you

So I open the door
It’s the friend that I’d left in the hallway
“Please sit down”
A candle lit a shadow on a wall near the bed

You know I hate to ask
(But are friends electric?)
[Incomprehensible] mine’s broke down
And now I’ve no one to love

So I find out your reason
For the phone calls and smiles
And it hurts and I’m lonely
And I should never have tried

And I missed you tonight
So it’s time to leave
You see this means everything to me

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: Gary Numan

Are ‘Friends’ Electric? lyrics © Universal/Momentum Music 3 Ltd., Numan Music Usa LLC, UNIVERSAL – POLYGRAM INTERNATIONAL PUB INC, UNIVERSAL-MCA MUSIC PUB OBO UNIVERSAL MUSIC PUB. LTD., GARY NUMAN USA UNIVERSE

Song Lyric Sunday 29/09/2019 – Train song

img_1345-3Thank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

I really wanted to go with End Of The Line by The Traveling Wilburys, purely because it is one of my favourite songs. However, there is no mention of a train anywhere so, instead, I am going to offer you a song by Cat Stevens, or is it Yusuf Islam, or Steve Adams, or Steven Demetre Georgiou, or Yusuf? He’s been known by all of these, but, whichever you choose, you will find a Gentle Man.

He first recorded the song in 1971, as Cat Stevens, and I’m adding a second, later recording, by Yusuf Islam. They are equally as good, as relevant, and as hopeful, as each other. The words are on the videos. I do hope you enjoy them.

 

 

 

 

My life#6 – The Army -First days

Today is 55 years since I left home to join the Army. Would I do it again?
You bet!

 

Peter's pondering

This, and subsequent “The Army” entries, came about through my Niece requesting some information on my Army days. She was doing some sort of project that required a “behind the scenes” view of military life, so I started to jot things down.

I got a little carried away!

I suppose that this became the precursor to my blog, so I have Penny to thank for that!

I am offering these jottings exactly as originally presented, the only changes being the introduction of badges, where appropriate, and occasional comments, shown in blue.


I joined the Army in 1964, at the age of 16. As I was under the age of majority I had to have my parents’ permission to do so.

Despite the image of the Swinging Sixties you must remember that the majority of youth was unsophisticated, untraveled and, despite what they believed, very naïve. We had not benefitted, or…

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Song Lyric Sunday 15/09/2019 – House of Four Doors – The Moody Blues

img_1345-3Facebook has just reminded me that it is 55 years to the day since I left home to start my army career. It has nothing to do with SLS, apart from the fact that a lot of my musical influences stem from that time.

Thank you to Jim Adams, who hosts Song Lyric Sunday and gives us the chance to share lots of familiar, and some not so familiar, songs.

If you fancy sharing one of your favourite songs you can find out how to participate, and also listen to all the great entries, here.

This week Jim has given us the following to work with: Floor/House/Roof/Walls.

My immediate thoughts turned to:

Another Brick in The Wall by Pink Floyd

House of the Rising Sun by The Animals

Up on the roof by dozens of singers,

and then I thought of “Madness” who seemed to make a habit of singing about houses, for example House of Fun, Our House, and, although the title doesn’t fit in with the theme, Kitchen Floor. Whatever can they be singing about here?

I’m not going for any of these. Instead I have chosen a Moody Blues song from In Search of the Lost Chord, their 1968 concept album based around a broad theme of quest and discovery.

On this album they played all instruments themselves (approximately 33). Indian instruments such as the sitar (played by guitarist Justin Hayward), the tambura (played by keyboardist Mike Pinder) and the tabla (played by drummer and percussionist Graeme Edge) can be heard on several tracks (notably “Departure”, “Visions of Paradise” and “Om”). Other unconventional (for the Moodies) instruments were also used, notably the oboe (played by percussionist/flute player Ray Thomas) and the cello (played by bassist John Lodge, who tuned it as a bass guitar). The mellotron, played by Pinder, produced many string and horn embellishments. (Thank you wikipedia)

I think that this album shows off their amazing musical talents more than any of their other work does. The video is also typical of all their performances in front of a camera. They always seem very awkward, as if they would much prefer to be unseen, but just get on making music.

See what you think.

House of Four Doors

The Moody Blues

Mystery spread it’s cloak
Across the sky
We’d lost our way
Shadows fell from trees
They knew why
Then through the leaves a light broke through
A path lost for years lead us through

House of four doors
I could live there forever
House of four doors
Would it be there forever?

Loneliness, the face of pilgrims eyes was known
As the door opened wide

Beauty they had found before my eyes to see
To the next door we came

Love of music showed in everything we heard
Through the third door where are we?

Enter in all ye who seek to find within
As the plaque said on the last door

Walking through that door
Outside we came nowhere at all
Perhaps the answers here
Not there anymore

Then in our hearts the light broke through
A path lost for years is there in view

House of four doors
You’ll be lost now forever
House of four doors
Rest of life’s life forever

House of four doors
You’ll be lost now forever
House of four doors

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: John Lodge

House of Four Doors lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc