Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Music. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

A horse with no name...

At work we listen to a "work friendly" radio station -- Charlie 97.1 - "we play everything" - that's their tag line. And yes, they do. From Prince, to America, to Ratt, to god knows what. Anyway, they play "A Horse With No Name" by America once in awhile. Every time I hear it, it sits with me for a while after and kind of wraps itself around my frontal lobe and cuddles. So, today it comes on and I realize that it's making its way into my head again and I need to know what the hell it is ! I google the lyrics I can grab and find out it's America.

Who knew.

This is the first song I knowingly realize is by America.

Who knew.

Anyway, it's rad. Someone needs to redo this song....someone ? Hmmm....I'll have to ponder that idea.

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Last time we spoke, I was ranting about food, eating habits (or lack thereof) and self inflicted restraints. I don't know if I want to talk about that right now. It's a big topic and one that I have so many thoughts on. It's annoying. Big. Annoying. Somewhat on the topic, we got 6 boxes - we're talking roughly 72 DOZEN - cookies from one of my clients. They are closing one of their production facilities in our area and apparently have a ton of product to either dump, give away or donate. Insane and bordering on gross.

Well, that was a tangent. Stay with me here.

I've discussed dreams before - pondered them in print. It's odd how they can hang with you so intensely. I dreamed of being in my old room last night. My door wouldn't stay closed for some reason. I kept trying to shove folded pieces of paper in to keep it closed. My mom kept knocking, coming in, giving me folded clothes to put away, etc. I was alone in my room with a boy. I was never allowed to be alone in my room with a boy. *squee* But the door would not cooperate. The funny thing is, in this dream, I was whisked back to being 16, giddy and goofy. Trying to be grownup but annoyed far too much to keep my composure.

Weird.

Sunday, August 24, 2008

The Adventure


I wanna have the same last dream again
The one where I wake up and I'm alive
Just as the four walls close me within
My eyes are open up with pure sunlight
I'm the first to know
My dearest friends
Even if your hope has burned with time
Anything that is dead shall be re-grown
And your vicious pain, your warning sign
You will be fine

Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life's waiting to begin

Any type of love it will be shown
Like every single tree reach for the sky
If you're gonna fall
I'll let you know
That i will pick you up
Like you for i
I felt this thing
I can't replace
When everyone was working for this goal
Where all the children left without a trace
Only to come back as pure as gold
To recite this all

Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life's waiting to begin
Tonight
Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life's waiting to begin
Tonight
Hey oh here I am
And here we go
Life's waiting to begin

I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me
I can not live
I can't breathe
Unless you do this with me

Hey oh, here I am (do this with me)
Here we go
Life's waiting to begin (do this with me)
Hey oh, here I am (do this with me)
Here we go
Life's waiting to begin
Life's waiting to begin

The Adventure, by Angels & Airwaves

Monday, August 11, 2008

Lexicon Devil

I should have posted about this on Friday - for the movie's debut.

I'm a lexicon devil with a battered brain
And I'm searchin' for a future-
the world's my aim
So gimme gimme your hands-
gimme gimme your minds
Gimme gimme this-
gimme gimme tha-yea-yea-t...

I want toy tin soldiers that can push and shove
I want gunboy rovers that'll wreck this club
I'll build you up and level your heads
We'll run it my way cold men and politics dead...

[Chorus]

I'll get silver guns to drip old blood
Let's give this established joke a shove
We're gonna wreak havoc on the rancid mill
I'm searchin' for something even if I'm killed...

[Chorus]

Empty out your pockets-
you don't need their change
I'm giving you the power to rearrange
Together we'll run to the highest prop
Tear it down and let it drop...away...

[Chorus]

Saturday, July 26, 2008

Saturday morning and random, caffeine induced thoughts and ideas...

It's a perfect day when you wake up casually at 8:49am, brew up your first pot of coffee and jump on the net only to be delighted by visions that just *speak* to you as if they had been awaiting your arrival. Case in point, my first clicked delight this morning was finding a very close bikram studio to my house - huzzah ! It's been several years since I have attended a class, but something I would love to do again - soon. I'm nervous about being so out of practice that I feel I should throw in a disc and do a little at home before I embarrass myself in front of the masses. Perhaps that's just silly, but something I think about. Their intro special is $29 for one month unlimited ! That seems like quite the deal.

The second exciting discovery was Technorati's Top 100 Blogs which led me to Joystiq, a fantastic gaming blog which was screaming to my inner fan-grrl. We've been discussing forming a guild on the horde server - Grimly Fiendish. How great of a name is that for a roving band of dead (or beautiful, as the case may be for belfs) thugs ? And plus, it pays homage to one of my most favorite bands of all times, The Damned. Many won't agree, but Phantasmagoria is possibly my favorite Damned album. I find it dark and yummy and frankly, music to my ears.

Back to yoga and keeping my thoughts and energy revolving back there. They have the poses on their site and I'm inspired enough to post them here where I will look at them often:

1. Standing Deep Breathing
2. Half Moon Pose
3. Awkward Pose
4. Eagle Pose
5. Standing Head To Knee Pose
6. Standing Bow Pulling Pose
7. Balancing Stick
8. Balancing Separate Leg Stretching
9. Triangle Pose
10. Standing Separate Leg Head To Knee Pose
11. Tree Pose
12. Toe Stand Pose
13. Dead Body Pose
14. Wind Removing Pose
15. Sit-up
16. Cobra Pose
17. Locust Pose
18. Full Locust Pose
19. Bow Pose
20. Fixed Firm Pose
21. Half Tortoise Pose
22. Camel Pose
23. Rabbit Pose
24. Separate Leg Stretching Pose
25. Spine Twisting Pose
26. Blowing In Firm Pose

This is funny, but I always enjoyed the mystery of what pose would be next when I was new to the practice. Since then, I've forgotten the list and what it entails, so it will be somewhat new and exciting again. I'll work on refamiliarizing myself though.

So, that's the thought process so far on this Saturday morning. Zen, blogs, gaming and music. All things that get this girl's attention.

Saturday, July 19, 2008

Music from Weeds

One of the best things about watching Weeds is listening to the music. "Who will do the theme song this episode ?"

Little boxes on the hillside, Little boxes made of ticky tacky
Little boxes on the hillside, little boxes all the same
There's a green one and a pink one and a blue one and a yellow one
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And the people in the houses all went to the university
Where they were put in boxes and they came out all the same,
And there's doctors and there's lawyers, and business executives
And they're all made out of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.

And they all play on the golf course and drink their martinis dry,
And they all have pretty children and the children go to school
And the children go to summer camp and then to the university
Where they are put in boxes and they come out all the same.

And the boys go into business and marry and raise a family
In boxes made of ticky tacky and they all look just the same.