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Showing posts with label Van Morrison. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Van Morrison. Show all posts
Friday, February 9, 2007
Into the Mystic
If you aren't groovin' with me on this Van Morrison high, it's ok, but you might not want to read CF for a little while. I'm in the zone and I can't contain it. I'm listening to it 24/7 just about.
How can you hear this without FEELING it?
Last night we were listening to Van while making dinner, I was like on a natural high or something, cooking with the Hubs, chopping cilantro, listening to VM and the kids come in the kitchen and start dancing. They're groovin' on it too and the Boy said, Who wrote this? I said, Van Morrison. He said, I like it! : ) And for that 20-30 minutes everything was right with the world. It's moments like that when you realize what you're here for I think.
I'm probably unusual when it comes to music though. I don't think many people get as involved in music as I do. Sure people might have their favorite albums or artists but I get consumed by it, reading the lyrics, listening, singing, swaying, feeling. I'm a freak !: )
How can you hear this without FEELING it?
We were born before the wind
Also younger than the sun
Ere the bonnie boat was won as we sailed into the mystic
Hark, now hear the sailors cry
Smell the sea and feel the sky
Let your soul and spirit fly into the mystic
And when that fog horn blows I will be coming home
And when the fog horn blows I want to hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And magnificently we will flow into the mystic
When that fog horn blows you know I will be coming home
And when that fog horn whistle blows I got to hear it
I don't have to fear it
And I want to rock your gypsy soul
Just like way back in the days of old
And together we will flow into the mystic
Come on girl...
Too late to stop now...
Last night we were listening to Van while making dinner, I was like on a natural high or something, cooking with the Hubs, chopping cilantro, listening to VM and the kids come in the kitchen and start dancing. They're groovin' on it too and the Boy said, Who wrote this? I said, Van Morrison. He said, I like it! : ) And for that 20-30 minutes everything was right with the world. It's moments like that when you realize what you're here for I think.
I'm probably unusual when it comes to music though. I don't think many people get as involved in music as I do. Sure people might have their favorite albums or artists but I get consumed by it, reading the lyrics, listening, singing, swaying, feeling. I'm a freak !: )
Wednesday, February 7, 2007
Crazy love
I felt like I've been under a musical rock, in a dark, empty cave, that is until this morning when I found a Van Morrison CD (Moondance) that my friend Big T had recorded for me quite awhile ago.
Where has he been all my life? Turn it up--a little bit higher, radio, so you know...ok, sorry listening and typing. I'm excited. His voice is incredible, lyrics like honey, melody like smooth chocolate. I think he may just rival Marvin (Gaye that is) for sensual music. Why is Barry White always synonymous with music to hump by? Have people not discovered Van Morrison? Let's get the word out people! Your mission, if you've not experienced Van Morrison, and I'm not talking just casually listening to it, I'm talking experiencing it, do so NOW.
We were born before the wind...as we sail into the mystery...mmmmmmmmmm
Ok.
Question--I'm wondering if women typically prefer male singers and men female singers? This seems to be true at least in my house. Is it because your musical preferences (for the most part) are formed during your own formative years (teens) and at that time its the looks of the singer that also draw you in? Don't know. I know that most of the music I listen to--Rod, Motown, Train, Counting Crows, (now) Van, etc. are all male with distinctive voices. This is not to say I don't love me some Carly Simon, Tina Turner or Cyndi Lauper or Nora Jones (very soulful) but the day to day listening pleasure comes from male singers. The Hubs prefers girl bands--I think he'd jump for joy if the Bangles got back together : ) Is it the pheromones talking or is it because that's what attracted you to music as a teen or is it something else? Interesting. Ponder that awhile.
Total non sequitors:
1. If you read the previous post about my folks and got depressed or felt like saying, oh, I'm so sorry for you, don't. Really, it was not written to get sympathy, just to expose the patheticness (is that a word? not according to spellcheck) that often surrounds me. I know for a fact that pretty much all families have some level of dysfunction. We children of dysfunctional families band together, this is one reason I'm an honorary member of my friend TL's family : ) When you share these stories that no one in their right mind is likely to believe it somehow makes you feel better to realize that as fucked up as your own family is you aren't rowing that boat alone.
2. I have discovered and love cilantro. I think I'd chop that shit up and eat it in just about anything now. I must admit that while I'm totally over the traveling I do for work and would not shed a tear if I never had to do it again, it has exposed me to things I'd never tried before. Sushi, edamame, guacamole, dirty martinis, bagels w/ lox (who knew cream cheese, salmon, capers and tomatoes were so freakin' yummy?) and lychee nut martinis. I also discovered that as much as I love spinach I don't like fried spinach. That's just wrong on way too many levels.
Where has he been all my life? Turn it up--a little bit higher, radio, so you know...ok, sorry listening and typing. I'm excited. His voice is incredible, lyrics like honey, melody like smooth chocolate. I think he may just rival Marvin (Gaye that is) for sensual music. Why is Barry White always synonymous with music to hump by? Have people not discovered Van Morrison? Let's get the word out people! Your mission, if you've not experienced Van Morrison, and I'm not talking just casually listening to it, I'm talking experiencing it, do so NOW.
We were born before the wind...as we sail into the mystery...mmmmmmmmmm
Ok.
Question--I'm wondering if women typically prefer male singers and men female singers? This seems to be true at least in my house. Is it because your musical preferences (for the most part) are formed during your own formative years (teens) and at that time its the looks of the singer that also draw you in? Don't know. I know that most of the music I listen to--Rod, Motown, Train, Counting Crows, (now) Van, etc. are all male with distinctive voices. This is not to say I don't love me some Carly Simon, Tina Turner or Cyndi Lauper or Nora Jones (very soulful) but the day to day listening pleasure comes from male singers. The Hubs prefers girl bands--I think he'd jump for joy if the Bangles got back together : ) Is it the pheromones talking or is it because that's what attracted you to music as a teen or is it something else? Interesting. Ponder that awhile.
Total non sequitors:
1. If you read the previous post about my folks and got depressed or felt like saying, oh, I'm so sorry for you, don't. Really, it was not written to get sympathy, just to expose the patheticness (is that a word? not according to spellcheck) that often surrounds me. I know for a fact that pretty much all families have some level of dysfunction. We children of dysfunctional families band together, this is one reason I'm an honorary member of my friend TL's family : ) When you share these stories that no one in their right mind is likely to believe it somehow makes you feel better to realize that as fucked up as your own family is you aren't rowing that boat alone.
2. I have discovered and love cilantro. I think I'd chop that shit up and eat it in just about anything now. I must admit that while I'm totally over the traveling I do for work and would not shed a tear if I never had to do it again, it has exposed me to things I'd never tried before. Sushi, edamame, guacamole, dirty martinis, bagels w/ lox (who knew cream cheese, salmon, capers and tomatoes were so freakin' yummy?) and lychee nut martinis. I also discovered that as much as I love spinach I don't like fried spinach. That's just wrong on way too many levels.
Thursday, January 18, 2007
Fun sites
I was just cleaning out my email and found these fun sites to test your US geography.
Place the states--a little hard if they start you off with the square ones but it gets easier.
Name the states--this one is timed and is sort of easy, but fun.
If you like music (if you don't please don't tell me) try this Pandora.com.
Yesterday the Girl turned 10. I can't believe it. Cheesy, but it seems like yesterday she was just born and now the Hubs said it's half way done--in 10 years (less) she'll be out of the house. I then freaked him out by saying in 10 years he won't have the influence on her that he has now, that at some point in her life there will be another man that she looks up to and listens to more than him. He of course says this will never happen. It is going to be a sad day when he realizes it will.
She has of course milked this week since her birthday fell in the middle of a work/school week. Yesterday I took her lunch and ate with her at school (interesting to watch elementary students in their own environment) and she passed out cupcakes. Last night the four of us ate out; tomorrow she's having her best friend sleep over and we're either going to the movies or renting a movie. She's also decided the girls (which includes me) are sleeping in the den on the couches. Saturday we're having the family over for dinner to celebrate. Whew! We got her the CSI fingerprint kit for her birthday. It's pretty cool actually but I'm sure doesn't work like the real thing. I'm sure tomorrow night we'll be fingerprinting each other, drawing crime scenes and the like.
I think I may like Van Morrison and didn't realize it. There are several songs I like, Crazy Love (which also was in an episode of West Wing), Brown Eyed Girl and Brandy, and I just realize they're all his. Interesting.
Place the states--a little hard if they start you off with the square ones but it gets easier.
Name the states--this one is timed and is sort of easy, but fun.
If you like music (if you don't please don't tell me) try this Pandora.com.
Yesterday the Girl turned 10. I can't believe it. Cheesy, but it seems like yesterday she was just born and now the Hubs said it's half way done--in 10 years (less) she'll be out of the house. I then freaked him out by saying in 10 years he won't have the influence on her that he has now, that at some point in her life there will be another man that she looks up to and listens to more than him. He of course says this will never happen. It is going to be a sad day when he realizes it will.
She has of course milked this week since her birthday fell in the middle of a work/school week. Yesterday I took her lunch and ate with her at school (interesting to watch elementary students in their own environment) and she passed out cupcakes. Last night the four of us ate out; tomorrow she's having her best friend sleep over and we're either going to the movies or renting a movie. She's also decided the girls (which includes me) are sleeping in the den on the couches. Saturday we're having the family over for dinner to celebrate. Whew! We got her the CSI fingerprint kit for her birthday. It's pretty cool actually but I'm sure doesn't work like the real thing. I'm sure tomorrow night we'll be fingerprinting each other, drawing crime scenes and the like.
I think I may like Van Morrison and didn't realize it. There are several songs I like, Crazy Love (which also was in an episode of West Wing), Brown Eyed Girl and Brandy, and I just realize they're all his. Interesting.
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