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  • A poem for the years end.

    31 Dic 2010, 22:09

    New years eve holds no hope for me, I have never found it anything but sad . I used to think a magical change would happen at the stroke of twelve and that all things would be bright and new...... I no longer believe that and so this year I have put my thoughts here on the page for anyone to see.
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    Hail Philosopher of the colours. A rainbow man no doubt, afresh the canvas waits for you to shade in light and dark .
    The old and tired greys and purples of things best forgot will lurk in corners and await their chance to burst forth.
    If not imprisoned properly they will seep out and discolour the brightest vista and most happy moment , they show no remorse.
    Just try harder as I do to block their poisonous course. The fresh and open page, the as yet perfect pallet will not stay that way for long.
    In fact if you look closely you will see the corruption has begun.
    Perhaps it never stopped? You can see all shades and colours hinted there, all darks and lights are slowly seeping through.
    In grief we turn and realize we can't escape the old year’s ties. Run, run as fast your brain can carry, you will not win but do not tarry.
    Keep up the show and laugh and joke .For in reality your horrors surround you like smoke . Don't slow, don't appeal for help if you slow down you will choke.
    Your path is set, your time is measured you cannot change the course. No helping hand is really there just hear the fortunes sing despair.
    There is no change at stroke of midnight , there is no new, for time and date are man-made as is the human curse.
    Just a long, long road we have to travel until we reach the end. Don't waste effort on what has been or what has yet to come.
    Grab each joy and use it to extreme. There is no future nor is there past they are gone or not yet here. The now is what you command; the only way to survive is live each moment make a stand.
    Spread light and warmth, pass truth and love around.
    As for good things use them now don't let them slip away for dark is waiting in the wings. Remember, waiting to spill onto your unsuspecting page.

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    I am not sad I am just resigned.
  • Why

    5 Sep 2009, 13:43

    Why are relationships so hard to cope with? There is no knowing when that one word, that slightly wrong inflection will throw you unceremoniously in the black hole of pain. One look one harsh word and bang your day is finished and the pain sears right through you.
    Loneliness is hiding in the shaow of every sunny day, it lurks in the flowers and hovers in every room.
    I walked to town and back and the streets were empty the playing fields bereft of children, the beautiful manicured gardens of the houses road on road of emptiness not a soul to be seen. Who does those gardens, when do they tend those plants does anyone live in those houses.
    I get home the phone rings ...I chat but I am not interested enough, sympathetic enough, whatever he is not stroked enough so the sharpness of an curtly ended call stings me like a knife . Call back no answer and so the long and painful wait .
    The door will open and pain and harshness will slip in in front of him. Tears won't help neither will my pointless attempts to jolly things up talking too loud rushing to make a cup of tea sort some food.... it is pointless I know so why do I make a fool of myself . Now the tears are stinging my eyes you'd think after all these years I would know better or that it would not hurt . OH my God it hurts. Why does it hurt.... Why do I let it happen why am I still here WHY?
  • The First Train Home from the Ellipse Album

    31 Ago 2009, 19:51



    "The First Train Home" the first track on Ellipse and the new single is a really beautiful but sad song. I know it is only my personal opinion but I see it as a woman who finds herself in a sad and doomed relationship. She feels if she can just run and can but only get home all will be well with the world.She see the first train home as her escape and her solution to all her problems
    It sounds like her her relationship has run it's length, she asks her partner what does it matter that he has had one too many to drink or that he does not find her any fun anymore. It is finished to the point that she does not care what he looks like or even knows why she stays.
    She just wants to get home where everything is so much better , she remembers her childhood playing in her hideaway with Play-Doh and fun times like painting the kitchen. Sadly she no longer loves her partner and she desperately needs someone to love .
    I know I can't be the only woman in the world who has ever felt like this. Most of us have to stay and make the best of things and we often end up happy again, some cannot mend the gulf between themselves and their partner and move on. But we all see our childhood in a rose tint!
    Personally I hope she never catches that first train home I would like to think she faces up to her failing relationship and grows . I really love this song !


    (I've got to get on it) (3x)

    Bodies disengaged, our mouths are fleshing over.
    It's just an echo game, irises retreating
    to ovals of white.
    The urge to feel your face
    And blood rushing to paint my hand print
    A Frisbee one by one
    Your vinyl on lamente
    Desperate for some kind of contact.

    First train home, I've got to get on it (3x)
    To Catch, to catch, catch catch catch.
    First train home, I've got to get on it (3x)
    First Train home

    Temporal dead zone where clocks are barely breathing
    Yet no one cares to notice for all the yammering on
    I calm up to hold it together.

    I want to Play-Doh wave forms in the hideaway
    I want to get on with getting on with things
    I want to run in fields, paint the kitchen
    And love someone
    And I can't do any of that here, can I?

    First train home, I've got to get on it (3x)
    First Train home

    So what? You've had one too many.
    So what? I'm not that much fun to be with
    So what? You've got that silly hat on
    So what? I didn't want to come here, anyway.


    What matters you, doesn't matter, matter to me.
    What matters to me, doesn't matter, matter to you.
    What matters to you, doesn't matter, matter to them.
    What matters to them, doesn't change anything.

    Got to get on it first train home.
    Got to get on it first train home

    First train home I've got to get on it
    (I've got to get on it)
    To catch, to catch, catch-catch, catch.
    (First train home)
    First train home I've got to get on it
    First train home.
    (First train home)

    To go, to go, to go
    Get, get, get, get
    Out, out, out, out
    Now, now, now, now
  • Bad Body Double From The Album Ellipse By Imogen Heap

    22 Ago 2009, 20:37



    Bad Body Double............ well we all have one of those! She pops into the shower uses all your make up, poses and preens in the mirror . She holds her breath to make her thinner yes we all have a bad body double.

    She even follows you to the gym she looks odd in the sports wear heavier on the hips than you and she has gray hairs not to mention the dimples in her thighs ...she will never get rid of them............

    You go to a bar or a job interview and you are fine until you see yourself in a mirror or a window. That dress looked great last time you wore it but now on your bad body double it looks frumpy............

    Then the worse case scenario you meet this fantastic guy and there she is you ask her to go because you were just fine ten minutes ago before she arrived...... But no she is here to stay at this most intimate moment.

    Yes we all see ourselves at our best in our heads it could be twenty, thirty even seventeen but when we look in the mirror it's our bad body double looking out at you!

    I am seventeen in my head but why do I see my mother looking out at me from the mirror .......... get used to your bad body double she is here to stay .

    Of course there are the odd few who are fabulous and know it and they escape the bad body double... but she will catch up with them eventually...............
  • Dessert Island Discs

    7 Ago 2008, 15:07

    Well this not new and probably has been done before ..but it should be fun and interesting . It is based on the Dessert Island Discs radio programme. Right the rules are you are cast away on this island..you have to provide yourself with a shelter and find food to live on!! But the big plus in our version is that you have a truly magic and unbreakable ipod with batteries that will never run down or degrade.
    All you have to do now is list the tracks you would like to have on this ipod..OH!! by the way you need to choose carefully as you only get 8 tracks!!
    The Bible and the Complete works of Shakespeare are all ready on the island waiting for you, but you can take two extra books and a useless luxury item.

    Right shall I begin.......

    Track 1

    Come On


    That was the first record I ever bought!! From a dusty corner shop on my way home from school. I loved that record the Stones sounded so good!!

    Track 2

    Julia


    Annie Lennox is a wonderful, singer and everything she does is great. This song just shows her off at her best.

    Track 3
    Three Babies




    This track is special to me because I have three children who I would fight to the death to protect but also the song is more than that it is about a mother who is grateful to her partner for these babies.

    Track 4
    Just For Now
    It was so hard to choose which of Imogen Heap's tracks to pick they all mean so much to me!! But this one is so spot on . It truly portrays the nightmare Christmases that we have all experienced at one time or another. We all look forward to the event then when it arrives the forced closeness off family can be terrifying...I can sit and look at the tropical sun on the island and think of Christmas, and maybe laugh.

    Track 5
    Sons and Daughters
    OH!! how I love this song the lyrics are awesome the tune just perfect and they are using a Hurdy Gurdy on the track. I hope that the video does not upset anyone it was the best audio by far, all the others I found were live and I wanted you all to hear it loud and clear!!...Anyway the the video is a fitting accompaniment to the song because children do not ask to be born where they are and of course children are our hope. this song is full of hope I love it and always dance to it I am dancing now :)

    Track 6
    Thank You

    This woman sings my life... we have all had this dream, being naked out in public and well life is hard enough.

    Track 7
    Paper Sun
    Those were the days..going to Top of the Pops, Ready Steady Go, Carnaby Street meeting the Move and the Small faces and Long John Baldry... Happy Clappy days..mods and rockers hippies

    OMG the last track and there are so many I want to choose but it is so hard! What ever I choose there will many many others I will think of as soon as I publish this . So lets go with Bjork all her music is amazing but this one is very special to me.

    Track 8
    All Is Full Of Love


    Well that is it I am not going to change it now.

    My Books?
    Imajica by Clive barker

    Wild swans by Jung Chang

    My useless luxury..a mobile phone ..don't worry it won't work on the island.

    Your Turn:)
  • Jimmy Nail a candidate for the the hall of Fame?

    12 Abr 2008, 13:55

    Jimmy Nail born James Michael Aloysius Bradford in Benton, Newcastle upon Tyne,is a big talent.
    He has starred in several TV series and films and also co wrote one of the TV series Spender which ran over here for three series 1990-1903. His first big part was in Auf Wiedersehen Pet in which he played a rebellious Newcastle Builder working with his mates on a building site in Germany!BTW that is English they are speaking in this clip..it is a northern dialect called Gordie !!

    He next came to light in Spender the show he co wrote and in which he played a police detective. Followed by Crocodile Shoes where he first showcased his musical talents.

    He released two albums off the back of the show..in which he played a Country and Western singer .

    He has been in several films and was magnificent in Evita even if he had only a small part as Agustus Magaldi a Tango singer.
    On This Night Of AThousand Stars
    He has worked with many artists including Gary Moore, David Gilmoor and George Harrison. here are a few of his diverse tracks.

    He may not be a conventional good looking man or a technically brilliant singer but you have to admit he certainly has something about him!!


    and this last one always moves me to tears!


    I think his music speaks for itself.
  • Imogen Heap gets it spot on!!

    6 Sep 2007, 20:41



    Just for now
    Just for now
    Just for now

    It's that time of year
    Leave all our hopelessness's aside
    If just for now (just for now) leave awhile
    tears stop right here
    I know we've all had a bumpy ride.I'm secretly on your side

    Translation:= 12 months of the year we look forward to this..Christmas/ holidays for my American friends! Yes the hype starts at the end of August and we all agree to meet up as it will be so lovely...yer right! ..why in all sense would it?

    How did you know?
    It's what I always wanted
    Could never have had too many of these
    Well I, quit kicking me under the table
    I'm trying; will somebody make her shut up about it?
    Can we settle down please?

    Translation:= There is always that dreadful present that you have no idea what to do with let alone describe! And what is more you have a drawer full of upstairs!! Your partner is kicking you and trying to make you laugh.....

    It's that time of year
    Leave all our hopelessness's aside
    If just for now (just for now) leave awhile
    tears stop right here
    I know we've all had a bumpy ride.
    I'm secretly on your side

    Translation:= Why Oh! why did you agree to host this farce ..the kitchen is a mess it will take weeks to clean the oven and the booze is just flying off the shelf ..you can feel the tension mounting!!

    Lie down
    Deep breaths
    Count to ten
    Nod your head

    Translation:= OK! so you dash up stairs and have a minute to yourself ..try out those breathing exercises then return to the merry throng wearing a stupid grin!

    I think something is burning
    Now you've ruined the whole thing
    Muffle the smoke alarm
    Whoever put on this music?
    Better quick shop remove it
    Pour me another
    Oh, don't wag your finger at me

    Translation:= Now the bloody dinner is burning...and that stupid smoke alarm is going off! give me a drink ..then your mother makes a comment on the amount you are drinking....please... and who bought that music turn it off I cannot think PLEASE!!

    It's that time of year
    Leave all our hopelessness's aside
    If just for now (just for now) leave awhile
    tears stop right here
    I know we've all had a bumpy ride.
    I'm secretly on your side

    Translation:= You Just think it cannot get any worse when ..you realise they are all staying for Boxing day!!!!!!


    Get me outta here
    Get me outta here
    Get me outta here

    Desperation:= You dash out the house!!! HAPPY CHRISTMAS!!!
  • A Warning from Alanis ...or an answer to the Lords Prayer

    19 May 2007, 21:32

    Alanis Morisette

    Alanis Morissette sings my life for me. But this song from the film Dogma displays our entire worlds troubles and our meagre triumphants. Listen to her before it is too late!

    Still

    I am the harm which you inflict.
    I am your brilliance and frustration.
    I'm the nuclear bombs if they're to hit.
    I am your immaturity and your indignance.
    I am your misfits and your praised.
    I am your doubt and your conviction.
    I am your charity and your rape.
    I am your grasping and expectation.

    I see you averting your glances.
    I see you cheering on the war.
    I see you ignoring your children,
    And I love you still.
    And I love you still.

    I am your joy and your regret.
    I am your fury and your elation.
    I am your yearning and your sweat.
    I am your faithless and your religion.

    I see you altering history.
    I see you abusing the land.
    I see you, your selective amnesia,
    And I love you still.
    And I love you still.

    Haaaaaaaaahh
    I see you averting your glimpses.
    I see you cheering on the war.
    I see you ignoring your children,
    And I love you still.
    And I love you still.
    I see you altering history.
    I see you abusing the land.
    I see you, your selective amnesia,
    I love you still.
    And I love you still.

    I am your tragedy and your fortune.
    I am your crisis and delight.
    I am your profits and your prophets.
    I am your art, I am your vice.
    I am your death and your decisions.
    I am your passion and your plight.
    I am your sickness and convalescence.
    I am your weapons and your light.

    I see you holding your grudges.
    I see you gunning them down.
    I see you silencing your sisters,
    And I love you still.
    And I love you still.
    I see you lie to your country.
    I see you forcing them out.
    I see you blaming each other,
    And I love you still.
    And I love you still.

    Haaaaaaaahh
    I see you holding your grudges.
    I see you gunning them down.
    I see you silencing your sisters,
    I love you still.
    I love you still.
    I see you lie to your country.
    I see you forcing them out.
    I see you blaming each other.
    I love you still.
    I love you still.
    I see



  • Like a River ...Carly Simons

    19 May 2007, 21:13

    Carly SimonLike A River
    Dear mother the struggle is over now
    And your house is up for sale
    We divided your railway watches
    Between the four of us
    I fought over the pearls
    With the other girls
    But it was all a metaphor
    For what was wrong with us
    As the room is emptying out
    Your face so young comes into view
    And on the back porch is a well-worn step
    And a pool of light you can walk into

    I'll wait no more for you like a daughter,
    That part of our life together is over
    But I will wait for you, forever
    Like a river...

    Can you clear up the mystery of the Sphinx?
    Do you know any more about God?
    Are you dancing with Benjamin Franklin
    On the face of the moon?
    Have you reconciled with Dad?
    Does the rain still make you sad?
    Last night I swear I could feel you
    Moving through my room
    And I thought you touched my feet
    I so wanted it to be true
    In my theater there is a stage
    And a footlight you can step into...

    I'll wait no more for you like a daughter,
    That part of our life together is over
    But I will wait for you, forever
    Like a river...

    In the river I know I will find the key
    And your voice will rise like the spray
    In the moment of knowing
    The tide will wash away my doubt
    'Cause you're already home
    Making it nice for when I come home
    Like the way I find my bed turned down
    Coming in from a late night out.
    Please keep reminding me
    Of what in my soul I know is true

    Come in my boat, there's a seat beside me
    And two or three stars we can gaze into...

    I'll wait no more for you like a daughter,
    That part of our life together is over
    But I will wait for you forever
    Like a river...

    I'll never leave, always just a dream away
    A star that's always watching
    Never turn away
    We'll never leave, always just a thought away
    A candle always burning
    Never turn away
    The moon will hide, the tree will bend
    I'm right beside you
    I'll never turn away

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    There is nothing to add to this it is just so beautiful I wanted to share it![video artist=Carly Simon]http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=OKVHg0JzLGE[/video]
  • OH! for the constant soundtrack.

    28 Abr 2007, 0:17

    Boredom is a hard thing to live with, as are stress and loneliness. They are all related, they are all mean and nasty but if you try they can be controlled.
    Thanks to the invention of the Ipod and Nano there is some hope for all of us who need the occasional lifting of the spirits!
    The walk to and from work can be shortened and brightened up by Bjork sorting her Constellations, Climbing her mouth's cradle or Unravelling Human Behaviour! Any argument or row can forgotten with Coldplay who will Fix You or Enya will turn the skies Caribbean Blue. There is nothing that music cannot attack ( massive or not)!
    I often wish I could keep my headphones on and escape the world and all it entails.... to live my life with a constant sound track would be bliss.... and it is always with a wrench of regret that I remove my earpieces and tend to what or who ever is demanding my attention. Mind you I have found a way of coping at work I select a track to run in my head and keep me calm or awake or just smiling:) Yes I have learned that the brain is a neat substitute for an Ipod............................

    BjorkHuman BehaviourColdplayFix YouEnyaMassive AttackCaribian Blue