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Ziggy played guitar…

I don’t post much on here anymore, mostly because I get the outlet I need for whatever I wish to say elsewhere. Usually in this funny little thing they call real-life. But now there is so many thoughts on my brain, that I felt like saying something here for a change.

Those of us who live in Europe could this morning wake up to the devastating and shocking news that David Bowie passed away on Sunday 10th of January at the age of 69. Furthermore, we learned that he had battled a publicly silent battle against cancer for the last 18 months.

I first got introduced to the wonderful collection of music that Bowie had to offer, nearly ten years ago, at the age of 13, when I heard “Life On Mars” for the first time. And how do you react to music at the age of 13? It’s different for everyone, I’m assuming, but I reacted largely with my senses and found myself loving the song, mainly because I couldn’t ever remember having heard anything like it. In addition, I remember being impressed by the lead vocals.

The following spring of 2007, having turned 14, I watched the movie Christiane F. for the first time, a movie for which David Bowie had the soundtrack, and I fell even more in love with the music (focusing as much on that as the actual movie, for better or worse).

And then the music just lingered in me, not unappreciated, but not wildly paid constant attention to either, for a long while to come. I learned some new songs, added them to my music collection and listened to them whenever I felt like it. And then my best friend started developing an obsessive interest in classic rock about a year ago, and my passion bloomed.

And thus followed a spring and summer of the two of us drunkenly screeching the lyrics to everything from “Suffragette City” to “Heroes”, horribly off key, on quite the regular basis. Yes, we went hoarse, and no, it didn’t sound pretty.

So as you can well imagine, it was true for me, as I assume it has been for many, that I always lived in the illusion that David Bowie was, in fact, rather immortal. Throughout my youth and early adulthood I have found myself in astute adoration of the legacy he has provided us with, both on a strictly musical scale, but also as one of the many faces of the sexual revolution. How he broke boundaries in his sleep without even trying.

When I only a few days ago or so learned that he had released a new album, I was thrilled and promised myself I would listen to it soon. I have yet to. School got in the way, work got in the way, you name it. Last night I actually was planning to, but then I fell asleep. And woke up these news.

It’s a tragedy, and I am still in shock, still processing. I probably will for a while more. Today I will probably play his music on constant repeat. Tomorrow I might start crying as I listen to “Space Oddity” for the eightieth time that day.

But some day I know I will celebrate his legacy more than I will mourn his presence. Because that is what the truly great legends do to us, in the end. That is why and how they are never forgotten. Because we celebrate them even long after they’ve gone.

And David Bowie will be celebrated for a long time.

4th of December: Favorite Christmas Song

4TH OF DECEMBER: FAVORITE CHRISTMAS SONG:

Some old friends of mine would likely go to their grave swearing that my favorite Christmas song is Santa Claus is Coming to Town, but they would be mistaken. While that song is a treasure of mine for reasons I won’t get into at the moment, my absolute favorite will be the not at all unorthodox Fairytale of New York sung by Kirsty MacColl and The Pogues. I love that song, not only because it is catchy as fuck, but because the lyrics are fucking awesome. A very unorthodox Christmas song, that I can’t help but fall in love with every time Christmas comes around.

30 Day Blog Challenge – Day 11: 5 Amazing Songs.

It’s very difficult for me to pick just five, but I am going to list songs that have mattered to me one way or another over the course of my life.

  1. “The Story” by Brandi Carlile
  2. “Will You Be There?” by Michael Jackson
  3. “I Will Be” by Leona Lewis
  4. “Long Live” by Taylor Swift
  5. “Concrete Angel” by Martina McBride

“It is she who holds her tongue who gets her man.”

I have been watching Disney-movies my entire life. Whenever I want to watch a movie, but don’t really have any specific idea in regards to which, I more than often enough end up watching an old Disney-movie of some kind. The movies still make me laugh and cry – sometimes simultaneously – and the songs – my god, the songs – are catchy as fuck.

So the other day, I came over Ursula’s song from The Little Mermaid, called “Poor, Unfortunate Souls”, and some of the lyrics hit a nerve with me, just because of how fucking right they tend to be.

See for yourself:

I admit that in the past I’ve been a nasty
They weren’t kidding when they called me, well, a witch

I should find that nowadays
I’ve mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light and made a switch
True? Yes.

And I fortunately know a little magic
It’s a talent that I always have possessed
And here lately, please don’t laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, lonely and depressed, pathetic

Poor, unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one longing to get thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed!
Poor, unfortunate souls
So sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, “Spells, Ursula, please!”
And I help them!
Yes, I do.

Now, it’s happened once or twice
Someone couldn’t pay the price
And I’m afraid I had to rake ’em ‘cross the coals
Yes, I’ve had the odd complaint
But on the whole, I’ve been a saint
To those poor, unfortunate souls

(Spoken):
Have we got a deal?

Ariel: But if I become human, I’ll never be with my father or sisters again?

Ursula: But you’ll have your man (laughs). Life’s full of tough choices, innit? (laughs) Oh, and there is one more thing: We haven’t discussed the subject of payment.

Ariel: But I don’t have…

Ursula: I’m not asking much, just a token, really, a trifle. What I want is – your voice.

Ariel: But without my voice, how can I?

Ursula: You’ll have your looks! Your pretty face, and don’t underestimate the power of – body language! Hah!

(Singing):
The men up there don’t like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who gossips is a bore!
Yes, on land it’s much preferred
for ladies not to say a word
And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?
Come on! They’re not all that impressed with conversation!
True gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and fawn
And a lady who’s withdrawn
It’s she who holds her tongue who gets her man

Come on, you poor, unfortunate souls
Go ahead!
Make your choice!
I’m a very busy woman and I haven’t got all day
It won’t cost much
Just your voice!

You poor, unfortunate soul
It’s sad, but true
If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet
You’ve got to pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath and go ahead and sign the scroll!
Flotsam, Jetsam, now I’ve got her, boys
The boss is on a roll!
This poor, unfortunate soul!

 

30 Day Blog Challenge – Day 3: Favorite Quote or Song Lyrics

This was a hard one for me, as there are so many great quotes and possibly even more wonderful song lyrics out there.

I guess one of my favorite song lyrics are to the song “Here’s to Us” by Halestorm, just because it is such a wonderful celebration to friendship and companionship.

We could just go home right now
Or maybe we should stick around
For just one more drink
Oh yeah

Get another bottle out
Let’s shoot the shit
Just sit back down
For just one more drink
Oh yeah

Here’s to us
Here’s to love
For all the times that we fucked up
Here’s to you
Fill the glass
‘Cause the last few nights have kicked my ass
So let’s give them hell
Wish everybody well
Here’s to us
Here’s to us

We stuck it out this far together
Pulled our dreams through the shredder
Let’s toast!
‘Cause things got better

And everything could change like that
And all these years go by so fast, but
Nothing lasts forever

Here’s to us
Here’s to love
To all the times that we messed up
Here’s to you
Fill the glass
‘Cause the last few nights have kicked my ass
If they give you hell
Tell them to fuck themselves
Here’s to us
Here’s to us

Here’s to all that we kissed
And to all that we missed
To the biggest mistakes that we just wouldn’t trade
To us breaking up without us breaking down
To whatever’s coming our way!

Here’s to us…

 

A day of efficiency!

I have been surprisingly efficient today, if I dare say so myself. First and foremost, I received my college loan today, which was good (not to mention necessary). My friend Cathrine got tickets for her, Anna and myself to see Miley Cyrus in Oslo on the 28th of May next year.

I am one of those people who are terribly sick of the American media’s puritanism when it comes to that girl. First and foremost, said puritanism is contagious, as it is spreading like fire to other types of media, and second of all, it makes them all sound like a freaking chastity group. I’m done for now. Is her physical image appealing to me personally? Not really. Does it matter? Nope. Because the woman actually has talent. If you’ve got talent in Hollywood nowadays, I actually carry some level of respect for you.

miley-cyrus

(see, I have this thing where I always like the celebrities that get harsh treatment by the tabloids – I was the same with Michael Jackson, Britney Spears and Lindsay Lohan.)

Moving on! I also got a hairdresser appointment. Tuesday, 9AM, and on Wednesday I will be getting a manicure. Gonna look good for Christmas. Or as good as possible, anyway.

Other than that, I am trying to practice for my exam, for which I am not exactly motivated, to say the least. Oh well, what must be done, must be done.

Hope you are having a good day!

About today.

Today has been pretty damn uneventful, mainly because I haven’t been well. So I have just been sitting at home, doing uneventful shit, and never over the course of today left my bathrobe, except for when I went to take a bath. I wish I had something more exciting to tell you, but I don’t.

So therefore, I am gonna bother you with a random Christmas song, and soak in my misery throughout the day.

See ya!