#1604 Day 106 of getting there: Funny how we celebrate music

Every couple of weeks our ‘celebration’ song changes.

Even though for the longest time, the song has been from the same band.

We might put on our celebration song whenever we just want to celebrate. So like, today, after I finished work, and baby girl and I had our coffee break…

It was celebration song time.

The celebration song can come on as I’m prepping dinner. It can come on as I’m washing dishes. Hell, it’s been known to come on after breakfast on a Saturday morning, and I put it on extra loud just because, you know, make sure the neighbours are properly awake and all.

The most recent celebration song comes from the Queen II album. And what an album it is. The music as a whole is unapologetically loud.

It is in your face, rock, heavy, the lyrics are full, and it takes over all your senses.

And I love it.

By the time track 10 comes around, it reaches its pinnacle of loud. If you were struggling until now, well just go away, this music is too much for you. You can’t escape the music. You just can’t. Even the lyrics don’t have a break. There are no pauses.

It keeps going and going and going.

Funny How Love Is. Baby girl and I danced to this today, and all that was missing was the expansive field of daises with hippies skipping freely across the green grass.

It is so folksy. It is just something else. It speaks of love, love in its truest form, examples of love, and where you can see it in the everyday. I find it a curiously optimistic Queen song, and that’s not to say that they don’t do happy love songs. Think “You’re My Best Friend,” but that was written by bass guitarist John Deacon.

This song is all Freddie. There are no bittersweet tones, like in “Somebody to Love” where he is literally asking for someone, to love. This song is so brash in it’s joy-fest, so in your face…

It really is the best celebration song.

I said it was the second last track, right? The song that follows is just as good.

Seven Seas of Rhye.

That is a WHOLE other blog post (which I’ve actually written about before…!)

#1561 Day 63 of getting there: Music remastered

Movement, and music. Two free things that have helped enormously during this isolation period.

I found myself inadvertently singing to baby girl at two different times today. Music is so prevalent in our home, so much a part of our lives… it’s always Hubbie’s music, or my music, baby girl’s music, or something we totally rock to all together.

I’m surprised our cat doesn’t have his own playlist. Oh hold on, the bird does. He just whistles along.

And for some reason, if I can sing a song and make it out to be about baby girl, I do it.

It makes me so happy, and I think she likes it too. 😉

I was getting my car warmed up as it revved in the driveway, ready for my once weekly mammoth grocery shop. Baby girl and Hubbie were running around outside, and a song started to play in the car, familiar, but better.

Because it was LIVE.

They saw me bopping along and came around to the driver’s side to listen.

I sang along where I remembered the lyrics… I bopped in between… if you can call it that.

“One two three, take my hand and come with me

Because you look so fine

That I really wanna make you mine…”

Bop bop bop bop bop bop.

“I said you look so fine that I really wanna make you mine.”

Bop bop bop bop bop bop.

Meanwhile baby girl started dancing along too. I pointed to her and sang –

“Well you don’t need no money when you look like that do you honey?”

Bop bop bop bop bop bop bop!

“Long brown hair…”

Bop bop bop bop bop bop bop.

And then I pointed to her dramatically to sing “I said are you gonna be my girl?”

To get:

“Yes!”

“Awww!” Hubbie and I gushed together.

I went off to do the grocery shop, feeling happy in my heart.

But I found myself remastering lyrics from another song, to her again. Earlier tonight I had Queen’s Greatest Hits on, with ‘You’re My Best Friend.’

Again, an overdramatic point to her, making sure to catch her eye to sing –

“My feelings are true, and I really love you.

You’re my best friend.”

We smiled at each other and laughed, and I know it was the smallest thing, but those little moments are the best.

They leave your heart all warm and fuzzy, and I know hers felt like that, because mine felt like that too.

#1534 Day 36 of getting there: dancing in the kitchen with my loves part 10

At some point, you just know dancing in the kitchen was gonna make this corona countdown.

This countdown, in trying to get to the ‘other’ side.

The music of choice tonight? Well baby girl is obsessed with our music. Whatever we play passionately and religiously, she devours it, and then proceeds to play it with even more gusto.

Just recently she has been putting my Dirty Dancing soundtrack on repeat.

I could laugh out loud. I don’t, I quietly giggle. She does ballet moves to the instrumental and jazzy pieces, floating from one end of the room to the other, pirouetting and doing flying leaps in the air…

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While I cut cucumbers and sing in heartfelt tone to “do you love me?”

This routine has been repeating lately, and again it happened today. Both of us bopping along, she doing her own freestyle dance routine, me stirring pots and cutting vegies and acting like there is a mic in front of me.

“Will you still love me, tomorrow?”

Soon, Hubbie is home from work.

“Best movie soundtrack, EVER,” I proclaim.

“Mama,” baby girl begins, “maybe one day we can go to the movies and watch this movie?”

“Uh,” I start. “This movie is an old one, it isn’t in the cinemas anymore honey… but maybe one day we can find it somewhere, and watch it.”

(Uh, in my DVD collection? Shh).

“She can watch it one day,” I whisper to Hubbie, “when she’s 25.”

😉

#1512 Day 14 of getting there: Like a Virgin in 1985

It was Sunday night dinner, so that also meant it was everyone-picks-a-song-they-want-from-youtube night.

When it was my time I threw a super curveball at Hubbie, as it was nothing I had requested before… “Can you see if you can find Madonna, Dress You Up, live?”

He found the original clip for the song, which was from her Like A Virgin tour as I’d wanted… but it was the official video, and so the studio recording was used as the audio, NOT the live concert version.

And I KNEW the difference.

I knew, because back when I was 12 years old, there was a 3 month period where my parents succumbed to cable TV. It was meant to stay at $30 a month, so when it went up by a few bucks after that initial period, they ordered me to call up and cancel… typical parents. 😉

But in those 3 months, I purged on as much extra channels as I could. I watched heaps of Freddy Krueger sequels… tonnes of C-grade teen movies… and the best find of all, was Madonna’s 1985 Like A Virgin concert tour filmed in Detroit.

I inhaled this doco. I savoured it. I taped it, and watched it again and again and again. I knew most of the songs already, but then I learnt some of her lesser known hits like the rock-grungy Gambler, and super-catchy Over and Over. 

I learnt the dance moves. I picked up the bits where her concert version deviated from the album recordings. I knew every single phrase and word uttered in song and to the audience, every –

“That goes for you too Grandma!” at the start of Holiday.

Her emotional – “I gotta talk fast ’cause I might start crying,” when she addressed the audience.

“Do you wanna hear some more? I said, ‘do you wanna hear some more?'”

To her “I don’t need money I need love!” declaration during Material Girl.

Tonight, as I eventually found the original LIVE version on youtube, I realised I had found so much more.

Because I had found the complete concert.

!!!!

It was all there, the entire hour set.

I was rapt. :):):)

I sang and I danced. I gasped that I was still able to remember lines and conversations. I sang along as we finished dinner, I washed the dishes, and then I worked some more on our 1000 piece puzzle (yeah we were wrong when we thought it was only 500 or so… double that!)

It made me soooo happy. It took me back to my childhood. It took me back to a simpler time.

And oh, the 80s! What brilliant fun that was! Seeing the fashion, the hair, feeling the iconic music…

HOLIDAY!

I can’t believe it, I remembered it ALL.

“I went to New York, I had a dream.

I wanted to be a big star.

I didn’t know anybody.

I wanted to dance, I wanted to sing,

I wanted to do all those things,

I wanted to make people happy,

I wanted to be famous 

I wanted everybody to love me,

I wanted to be a star

I worked really hard

And my dream came true.”

BANG! That is her Like a Virgin concert opening monologue and that all came from my head! BOOM! Word for word it is imprinted in there.

And just because, 80s music can save us all, here is the opener…

 

#1511 Day 13 of getting there: a little bit of everything makes Saturday sweet

The day started off, drawing with baby girl.

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Next was the brownie baking.

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The triple choc brownie baking, I might add. 😉

There was taste-tasting, coffee making, and puzzle doing… it was relaxing, and with the wind howling and sheets of rain coming down outside, there was really no better place than to be at home.

Our cat Mister F slept for about five hours on the couch. It was that type of day.

Then at night, on random we started to dance in the kitchen.

If you’ve followed my blog for a while you’ll know that’s a common event in our household. Somehow though, we just haven’t had much of a chance or opportunity to dance all together on a Saturday night.

It seems for the moment though, we will have an indefinite amount of time to dance in the kitchen.

What made it better, was I started off reluctant. All I wanted to do was settle back on the couch. It was like I was so used to doing nothing, that I just wanted to go back and do NOTHING.

But as the saying goes… if you can’t beat them, join them.

Which is what I did. I participated in baby girl’s little dance-off contest, and before I knew it, was galloping and pirouetting across the kitchen floor and almost colliding with Hubbie and baby girl but doubling over with laughter.

And I was so glad I caved in. So glad we mucked about and went stupid and got warm amidst a really freezing day. And though we aren’t all tik tok savvy to have recorded it for the world to see, there is something else I captured…

Our little tennis match. I saw the best idea on facebook a while ago. Take two wooden spoons or other long-shaped utensils, tape it to the back of some paper plates, then using some stools/chairs, drape a blanket/tablecover over it to create…

A tennis stadium IN YOUR HOUSE.

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Oh, and the ball? A balloon. It even acts like a ball if it’s been hanging around the house for a few days, flying irrationally and without care through the air, making it more challenging to hit.

Let it howl. Let it rain. We’ve got the home isolation entertainment down pat.

#1488 The porch evening break

It has been go-go-go lately.

So after the constant cooking-cleaning-tidying-preparing for the next day was STILL not done, I saw Hubbie sitting on the bench outside and decided…

F*&% it.

I would join him.

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And as tired/cranky/frustrated/achy and EVERYTHING that I was, there was something soothing about seeing a girl in a Unicorn dress, prance across the yard to the fading sunset…

#1392 Front row at The Wiggles

You know the other day when I said “I’m done,” because I was so happy and grateful to be part of a writing group?

“I made it.”

Well today I made it in another way.

We did.

It’s only taken us 9 shows. But today we were front row at The Wiggles concert.

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😮

It was the best. It was an incredible experience all on its own, without the Wiggly high-fives, smiles, and don’t forget that repeated eye contact.

😃😂🤩

Baby girl had Emma, the yellow, and also ballet and Scottish dancing, bow-wearing, goat-loving wiggle, high five her and point that she saw her flashing bow from up on the stage.

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OMG. Talk about a total childhood high.

How the hell am I meant to top this experience?

Just as well. Sis and I never know which show will be the last with our kids, and so every moment shared together is so precious and such a beautufil blessing.

And so if it is, it was the biggest highlight EVER.

(Just between you and me though, I think today raised the bar and made them even bigger fans than before…) 😉

🔵🔴💛🔮

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#1362 Of course Mate

I’m just a little bit happy.

Nothing major. But I think you should know by now that I celebrate the little things as much as, if not more, than the big things.

Sunsets. Dancing. Food. To name a few. 

But I am really loving my writing course… my ‘novel writing’ one. I have to explain, because yes, this week I started another. These online things are bloody addictive.

And soooo much fun. I’ve been chatting to the same group of people now for months, sharing our stories and words and giving each other inspiration and ideas and insight, and it is just bloody brilliant.

I am reading things I never would have normally read, getting all excited about the worlds they have created, they are giving me pats on the backs about my stuff, and all in all I feel like I have made a bunch of friends… friends who I don’t know, friends who I may pass obliviously on the street… but nevertheless, friends.

Writing buddies. I am having fun.

That is all 🙂 And that also is everything.

#1342 Dancing in the kitchen with my loves part 9

I had about 75 dishes and forms of cutlery to wash after dinner tonight. It was Friday, but yet I was feeling flat.

So I walked up to the stereo. Set the input to CD. And adjusted the volume to 13.

Soon…

“Mama,” Freddie Mercury’s bohemian voice soon came floating out of the speakers.

Baby girl gasped beside me. Smiled in awe.

My 6 year-old getting excited over a Queen song? Why, I never. 🙂

Before the second line had even finished, she held her hand out towards me. “Dance partner?” she teased.

“Oh honey, I can’t, Mummy has too many dishes…” as soon as I said the words I realised how ridiculous they sounded. I dropped the tea towel and joined her on the floor, as we waltzed, spun each other around, did spins and ballet poses and skipped, as well as a hefty dose of HEAD BANGING.

Once the song was over, I returned to my dishes. They hadn’t gone anywhere. But that moment, and that song had.

Thank God I took advantage of it 🙂

#1329 Making music and memories

Today we were gifted with a beautiful instrument.

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My sister and bro-in-law don’t need their piano keyboard anymore… they have another for their son. They kindly brought it over, set it up, and we proceeded to make music together.

And memories. 

It’s what we do BEST. It’s been a a while for the 4 of us to get together like this… but like we always roll, we roll best it seems when we’re spontaneous about it.

What else do you do when you make music?

You dance.

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Our best nights are spent like this. Hands down. ❤🎉🎹🎼