Regular readers of my entries for Helen’s fantastic Song Lyric Sunday challenge will know that my first thoughts often head towards The Beatles. Well, they were there at just the right time for me. They were a huge influence in my life, and they wrote such great words and music.
So, what would Helen’s theme of hide/hiding/hiddenproduce if I were to go with the Beatles? “Hey, You’ve got to hide your love away.” of course!
NO, I’m not going with that. Instead, I’m choosing a group that I think failed to reach their full potential. They produced some great songs, and had commercial success, but failed to become as great as they could have done.
The group is BTO, Bachman–Turner Overdrive to those who don’t know. The track I’ve chosen fits in with this theme, but also could sit quite happily at the end of the month. The lyrics are a little uninspiring, and couldn’t have taken more than a few minutes to write, but how they are sung, and the guitar work, makes up for that.
If you wish to listen to a song of BTO that you may have heard before, then click on: You ain’t seen nothing yet! Their number one hit in the USA, written as a joke about his brother, who had a stutter.
“I Don’t Have To Hide”
Black witches sing their verses Of charms, hexes and curses They tried to take out my eyes But I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide from you I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide from you
Black sunset’s on it’s way down I’ve got to go out on the town I’m not afraid of the night But I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide from you I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide from you
Black moon-dogs chasing at me Way down to the sea They want to steal my life But I don’t have to hide
I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide from you I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide I don’t have to hide from you
It’s time again for Kat Myrman’s wonderful challenge to tax our creative souls. Just take her photo prompt and write a story, inspired by it, in 140 characters or fewer.
This week we have three pictures to work with, and my contribution uses all three. Check out all the fabulous entries here.
Pumpkin Mom looked out over her brood, fondly remembering the romps in the hay bales! Granny, wrapping her stole around, smiled knowingly.
"If only half of the history that has happened in Nottingham had happened in some other place, that place would be famous; but because it did happen here no one knows".