Mood music

“If I were not a physicist, I would probably be a musician. I often think in music. I live my daydreams in music. I see my life in terms of music.”
― Albert Einstein

Fiesta Friday #20 ~ Fancy bopping?

This week I am bringing music to Fiesta Friday #20

Come on it is Friday 13th – did you really think I was going to cook today?

The Specials – Much too young!

I love the lyrics to this song and woohoo, you can’t deny one can have a really good old bop around to this.

Who remember this and used to have a good old heady spin around to it?

Lyrics – Much too Young by The Specials

You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re married with a kid when you could be having fun with me
You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re married with a son when you should be having fun with me

Ain’t he cute, no he ain’t
He’s just another burden on the welfare state

You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re married with a kid when you could be having fun with me

You call me immature, you call me a poseur
I’d love to spread manure in your bed of roses
Don’t you wanna be rich, don’t you wanna be famous
But I’d really hate to have the same name as you

You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re married with a kid when you could be having fun with me
You’ve done too much, much too young
Now you’re chained to the cooking making currant buns for tea

Ain’t you heard of the starving millions, ain’t you heard of contraception
Do you really wanna grow? Grab my sterilization
Take control of the population boom
It’s in your living room, keep a generation gap, try wearing a cap

As always thank you for reading/viewing!
Who will come dance with me?

Justine-Not Transparent

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Writing 101, Day Three & Day Four – significant songs & losses!

Writing 101, Day Three: Today, celebrate three songs that are significant to you.

&

Writing 101, Day Four: Today write about a loss

(you will find Day Four further down the post)

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Alright I will admit that I found the writing challenge for Day 3 a little odd, here it is:

Write about the three most important songs in your life — what do they mean to you?

I am the kind of person that loves all genres of music, I have no particular style I prefer it really depends on my mood, the day etc.

So I have sat here scratching my head wondering if there really were any ‘significant songs’ that have shaped me, given me poignant memories or such like.

This is what I have to share with you.

Four Seasons – Vivaldi

My mother and father parted when I was three weeks old.  He was according to my mother not a ‘natural’ father, that’s not the reason they split up, but anyway that is another story!

I used to go and visit him during the holidays, mainly Summer holidays, packed off in my worst clothes and an empty suitcase, the hope from my mother was that he would buy me a wardrobe or at least a few items of clothing as his donation towards my upkeep.

Having been brought up in the countryside since the age of 3, going to London to visit my father or Spain was always a very exciting and nerve wracking experience all wrapped up in to one.

My father was a large man with a large temper, I would remember when he got angry his face going bright red.  As a small child it would literally look like he might physically blow up and if honest I was also a tad scared of him mixed with a certain amount of reverie because I didn’t really know him that well and his life was very different to mine.

He would take me out to MacDonalds for a big mac as a treat, or to the Ritz for a peanut milkshake (of which I now have an obsession), or to the RAC Private Gentlemans club.  These were all apart from MacDonalds (which was just fun) quite awe inspiring experiences for a youngster and probably moulded my now love of going out still and replicating similar things now older, ie tea at the Dorchester, but who doesn’t like that right?  But for me, I not only like it, it takes me back somewhere else :-)

I never really knew what he did for work, only that he was quite entrepreneurial, one minute a racing driver, the next owned a garage, the next writing books for dylexic children, the next developing a building complex in Spain!  But he always had his office which was a ‘no go zone’ in as much as one would knock and wait.  It was ‘his zone’ and sometimes I was allowed in.  In this room was always classical music, and hence my love for Vavaldi’s Four Seasons, being one of the albums regularly played.

He would lean back in his high backed chair, perhaps puffing on a cigar, or he would continue to do whatever he was doing as I sat there and waited, then perhaps turn towards me and spend some time talking to me.

He was the one that encouraged me to play the piano, which of course ties in with my whole classical love!

The below clip is long, the whole album I think but if time to listen you will surely enjoy!

 

 

New Order – Blue Monday

Alright so we have one of my iconic songs growing up to, I don’t remember exactly my age, but seemingly it gives me the memory of those angst confused years when you start dating, the pain of broken young naive relationships.  Spending time in one’s bedroom, closed eyes, music up loud and dancing away the frustrations of growing up.

Always ending with  my mother yelling up the stairs for me to turn the music down, using what I call ‘blue words’ haha!

This was usually after the 20th time of calling as I never heard her with the insane singing I would do to accompany it of course.

Put your hands up if this is an iconic song for your teenage years?

After this there are no ‘significant’ songs, they all seem to merge in to a blur of excitement and emotion inducing cacofany!

Day Four for Writing 101 we are to write about the following:

Write about a loss: something (or someone) that was part of your life, and isn’t any more.

This doesn’t need to be a depressing exercise; you can write about that time you lost the three-legged race at a picnic. What’s important is reflecting on this experience and what it meant for you — how it felt, why it happened, and what changed because of it.

Alright I am being a bit of a stig in the mud here with this one, you see I have written so much about my losses in my ‘chronic pain’ blog, which is called It’s a lonely place.

So, I separate this ‘place’ aka blog for those kinds of writings and have no real desire to start writing them here, nor do I have a desire to scoop up emotions again that do make me sad, though I can see positives, great memories etc, I would rather direct anyone to prior writings should you wish to take time to read relevant ‘personal’ articles on this topic, but suffice to say the two main losses in my life are:

  • My mother
  • My freedom of a life without pain and freedom to move as I wish

 Here are some relevant posts:

my mother

my mother

(the loss of my mother)

  1. My Heroine
  2. A daughters tribute
  3. The scars of death

 

 

(my chronic pain)

Pain sometimes makes you feel like a caged bird!

Pain sometimes makes you feel like a caged bird!

  1. Some History
  2. Anger Management
  3. Gratitude is a great and wondrous thing

As always thank you for reading.  I know this was rather a long one, sharing my links from my ‘pain blog’ makes me a little nervous though anyone can find it anyway, but I suppose it is a learning curve with writing on totally sharing oneself regardless of how it might affect others opinions.

 

© Justine @ Eclecticoddsnsods.com

Cooking to Patty!

So here is a little music ditty that I am currently cooking to.  As you know I and it seems most of you love to listen to music whilst cooking, some of you apparently put on headphones and listen to stories being read, I don’t think I could do that especially if reading a menu I would get it so totally wrong.

So, Patty is on the menu today and actually I am preparing a marinade for Spicy Asian Chicken by PATTY NGUYEN, hah seems apt that singer and chef both have the same name must be fate.

Here is the dish I am preparing:  Spicy Asian Chicken Wings

Here is the song: remember to put it up full volumne, doesn’t it bring back memories watching the video, the perm, the clothes? haha

Pat Benatar – Love Is A Battlefield

And the lyrics:

“Love Is A Battlefield”

(We are young)
(We are young)
We are young
(Heartache to heartache)
Heartache to heartache
(We stand)
We stand(No promises)
(No promises)
No promises
(No demands)
No demands
(Love is a battlefield)
Love is a battlefield
Whoooo-oh-oh….We are strong
No one can tell us we’re wrong
Searching our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefieldYou’re begging me to go
Then making me stay
Why do you hurt me so bad
It would help me to know
Do I stand in your way
Or am I the best thing you’ve hadBelieve me
Believe me
I can’t tell you why
But I’m trapped by your love
And I’m chained to your sideWe are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises
No demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong
No one can tell us we’re wrong
Searching our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

When I’m losing control
Will you turn me away
Or touch me deep inside
And when all this gets old
Will it still feel the same
There’s no way this will die
But if we get much closer
I could lose control
And if your heart surrenders
You’ll need me to hold

We are young
Heartache to heartache we stand
No promises
No demands
Love is a battlefield

We are strong
No one can tell us we’re wrong
Searching our hearts for so long
Both of us knowing
Love is a battlefield

Thank you as always for listening and reading!
Justine-Not Transparent

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Friday night mood music!

Ok I am cooking and you know what happens when I cook?  Well you should do by now.  I put on the good old you tube and bring up some favorites and today it is this little old beauty, bear with it takes a few mins to warm up, grins!!!  Who would believe coffee cake would bring this up to mind!

 

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch him now, here he comes

He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young

Can we climb this mountain? I don’t know
Higher now than ever before
I know we can make it if we take it slow
That’s takin’ easy, easy now, watch it go

Were burning down the highway skyline
On the back of a hurricane that started turning
When you were young
When you were young

And sometimes you close your eyes
And see the place where you used to live
When you were young

They say the Devils water it ain’t so sweet
You don’t have to drink right now
But you can dip your feet
Every once in a little while

You sit there in your heartache
Waiting on some beautiful boy to
To save you from your old ways
You play forgiveness
Watch him now, here he comes

He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus
But he talks like a gentleman
Like you imagined when you were young
(Talks like a gentleman)
(Like you imagined when)
When you were young

I said he doesn’t look a thing like Jesus
He doesn’t look a thing like Jesus
But more than you’ll ever know

 

Read more: The Killers – When You Were Young Lyrics | MetroLyrics

So who likes this?  Getting you jiggling?

Justine xx

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Taking the piss ~ very funny, a must read!

Many of you seemed to love the song from my Break up song post.  This song was on by Gotye, called Someone I used to know.

I got a comment from a blogger I just met with regards to the above post. Their blog is called Making Life an Art and she very kindly gave me the link I have shown below.  It takes a while to warm up, but seriously if you liked my other post and it’s included song you will love this and we all need a good laugh!  It is excuse the expression, a total piss take!

 

 

 

Thank you as always, and did you laugh out loud?

Justine x

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Break up song!

It’s hard breaking up, all those questions unanswered!

I just love this song.  It’s really one you would belt out when having broken up with someone, going through that emotional upheaval.  Why, who was he, what was that, I hate him, I love him, glad he’s gone, blah blah!  Plus I love the video…I just love singing this, it’s emotional all the same even if you aren’t breaking up with someone LOL..go on give it a try…you know you want to :-)

And no, I am not crying in to my hanky after a break up, just love this song, did I say that already?

 

 

“Somebody That I Used To Know”
(feat. Kimbra)

[Gotye:]
Now and then I think of when we were together
Like when you said you felt so happy you could die
Told myself that you were right for me
But felt so lonely in your company
But that was love and it’s an ache I still rememberYou can get addicted to a certain kind of sadness
Like resignation to the end, always the end
So when we found that we could not make sense
Well you said that we would still be friends
But I’ll admit that I was glad it was overBut you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to knowNow you’re just somebody that I used to know
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know[Kimbra:]
Now and then I think of all the times you screwed me over
But had me believing it was always something that I’d done
But I don’t wanna live that way
Reading into every word you say
You said that you could let it go
And I wouldn’t catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know[Gotye:]
But you didn’t have to cut me off
Make out like it never happened and that we were nothing
And I don’t even need your love
But you treat me like a stranger and that feels so rough
No you didn’t have to stoop so low
Have your friends collect your records and then change your number
I guess that I don’t need that though
Now you’re just somebody that I used to know

 

Yah did you listen and have a good old sing, or just watch?

As always, thank you lovely readers for indulging this crazy chicca!  Justine x

© Justine @eclecticoddsnsods.com

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Sassy, sexy, cook to curry mood music!

I just love this woman, she is sexy, sassy and I just cooked a curry to her! LOL….

If you feel like a wiggle and a jiggle from a sassy woman with some attitude and quirkiness have a listen to Paloma Faith, Can’t Rely on You!

 

 

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Mood music ~ what floats your boat?

flemanco without flower

What music do you like? It might sound boring but I actually like all types of music pretty much depending on what I am doing.  However, I particularly like ones that really do take me somewhere else, either in to one of my fantasy lands or abroad somewhere in sunny climes. Perhaps being someone else,…

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