#1990 Freedom in my car

Today, I got in my car.

I drove and drove.

On the freeways, it didn’t bother me.

$1 7/11 coffee beside me.

Then Prince came on, and soon the car was pumping Raspberry Beret.

I was happy, I was free.

Life after lockdown!

“That man is richest whose pleasures are cheapest.” – Henry David Thoreau.

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#1986 Saturday Night In no.9

Of course we were ‘in’, there was no place else to go!

We filled the house with home-made food, topped up our glasses, and then settled on the couch for song after song of our Saturday night lockdown ritual, the “music-fest.”

We take turns finding songs on youtube and blaring them. There are the ol’ faithfuls that come up regularly, i.e. Queen and The Weeknd, they may as well have beds made at our house…

But we keep the list ever-changing. A different performance here, another song some singer does, there.

Some notable tracks from tonight:

Amy Winehouse, singing Tears Dry on Their Own, live, because it was the 10 year anniversary of her death just yesterday.

Then a live number of Back to Black, because that song just gives us the feels, time and time again.

Queen (duh) at Wembley doing Lap of the Gods that turns into Seven Seas of Rhye.

Sia singing Chandelier live on Sunrise some years ago (she wears this insane multi-coloured almost mardi gras slash Eastern-inspired ensemble, must see.

Cold Chisel doing When the War is Over… also live (shit there was a definite theme tonight).

Prince doing his song, live… Nothing Compares to You. (And nothing compares to Prince singing this).

INXS at Wembley… singing several actually, but my favourite tonight was What You Need.

The MOST fun was when we turned the tunes to the 80s. When I found REO Speedwagon’s Can’t Fight This Feeling, Hubbie and I kinda lost our shit. πŸ˜‚

This song is TOO MUCH FUN to not sing along to. Here are some lyrics that rhyme too much:

“And I can’t fight this feeling any-more

I’ve forgotten what I started fighting for

It’s time to bring this ship into the shore

And throw away the oars, for-ever.

Oh My God. Sing this out loud, and try not to laugh. Couple that with the guy on the piano with the crazy moustache, and then the singer, who Hubbie aptly pointed out looks like a librarian…

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Oh God. I’m done. Best sing-a-long ever.

(You’re gonna look for the mo guy now aren’t you? 🀣)

#1835 My sunshine, my song

Today one of my all-time favourite songs made me happy.

Well it almost made me cry… but happy tears.

It’s really hard for me to pinpoint one song that I love, out of ALL the songs. I mean, they all give you different feels, and are meant for different occasions, right?

You have seasonal songs that you love. You play them repeatedly for 3 months, and then think of them fondly (or not so fondly!) when you hear it half a year down the track.

Then you have those songs that you love, but you have to be in the mood. A lot of my favourite artists fall into this category.

I love Madonna, but I have to be ‘in the mood’ for her.

Same for Prince.

George Michael.

Justin Timberlake.

The list goes ON and ON.

Yeah, I love these guys. But you have to be there, to feel it.

Then there are those random songs. The ones that you love so hard, that you can’t play them too much for fear of overkilling them and suddenly becoming immune to them. These songs feed your heart, your soul.

Whether they make your feet dance and your arms rise up in joy, like my ‘Diamonds For Her’…

Or whether they make you weep sadly, hand on your heart, like Sia’s ‘Unstoppable’…

Or whether they make your heart wanna burst with happiness… like the song I heard today.

‘O Sole Mio.’

It’s one of my all-time favourite, treasured and protected songs, held closely to my chest, so so personal, and also, from one of my all-time favourite movies.

Only You. The movie that stars Marisa Tomei and Robert Downey Jr. It’s a romantic comedy which affected me early on in my teens when I first saw it, and it seems the movie has affected me in more ways than one, over the years…!

But this song. Ohh, this song. You know I heard this song, in St Mark’s Square in Venice when Hubbie and I honeymooned there, many moons ago. And it made me all teary, knowing I was hearing it, in Italy, played by a band, LIVE, in such a romantic setting, knowing it was the same country that the characters of Only You have a journey in!

The version on the movie soundtrack that I listened to today is performed by Quartetto Gelato. The voice and power behind it is so strong, so moving, that when listened to, you can’t not get a tear in your eye (or 200) listening to the depth and breath of passion in his voice when he sings the song translated to mean “my sun” or “my sunshine.”

I was just there, this afternoon, trying to pick myself up while washing dishes, and then I put on this… this song. And it filled me up whole, entirely, the way all great all-time favourite songs should do.

And just like that, I was full again.

Here you go, if you’re interested. πŸ’–πŸ’–

#1728 Day 230 of getting there: A collection of quotes

It still feels like covid days, because the 25kms hasn’t been lifted, and everyone we know is OUTSIDE of those 25kms.

Never mind.

Pizza.

Music.

Couch.

We’ve grown accustomed to this over 7 months now, haven’t we?

I was relaxing, trawling through facebook when I saw some quotes that floored me. One floored me in a ‘WOW’ way, whereas the other, less a quote, was more a silly dream, that made me LOL and LOL.

Let me share.

“Worry is like a rocking chair: it gives you something to do but never gets you anywhere.” – Erma Bombeck.

Like, WOW. Wow and wow. I shared with Hubbie and we just sat there, taking it in, thinking how a rocking chair is the most perfect metaphor for worry.

I love how quotes make us see everyday things in a whole new different light.

Then, something hilarious. Relating to what a lot of the world is focused on right now, the outcome of the US Presidential Election:

“what if at the end of this tv show the red and blue states melt together and the country turns purple and prince emerges and says “im the king now” and goes into 4 yr long version of purple reign.” – Ron Gallo on Twitter.

OMG! I loved it! That would be such a more preferable outcome, don’t you think?

I remembered other quotes that made me think. Made me feel. Made me see the world differently. I actually collect the ones that make me think twice, and I re-write them in a journal.

Here’s some more that I want to share, that I came across recently from an old stash I found around the house:

“If you’re going through hell, keep going.” – Winston Churchill.

“Take chances. When rowing forward, the boat may rock.” – Chinese proverb.

This quote is from the other day, from my daily calendar:

“Fortune favors the brave.” – Virgil.

An oldie but a goodie. I find it interesting how I come across quotes, often ones I know, but they are presented to me at exactly the time I need them… At exactly the time I need to hear them.

Finally, a quote I came across in August. Actually, there are two really important ones, but I’ll save the second one for another time.

Since I saw this, I’ve left it in the kitchen, so that I can look at it often, remind myself of its intention, and imbed in me a sense of courage I didn’t think I had.

“You must do the thing you think you cannot do.” Eleanor Roosevelt.

These words have gone around and around in my head. Almost like a whisper. I had the strongest sense that I was meant to see it the day it came up in the calendar, and despite the obvious fear inherent at the prospect of doing what you think you cannot do, I feel it is SO TRUE.

Imagine.

Something, you cannot do. You absolutely can’t.

Or maybe it’s, you won’t.

But… you MUST do it.

And that my friends, is even more powerful than 4 years of Prince taking over the US.

That is all.

#1637 Day 139 of getting there: Delirious

One of my favourite songs, is Delirious… by Prince.

And one of my favourite stand-up comedies is Delirious, too.

It makes me delirious!

It’s that famous Eddie Murphy stand-up from the 80s. I came across it tonight while looking up some comedy routines on Netflix. There’s nothing quite like finding something to laugh, to lift your mood, on what, this 6th day of a new 6 week lockdown, when it’s been cold, when it’s been wet…

When it’s been boring.

Although we didn’t watch it all, what we did watch had us laughing out loud and gasping for breath, and going “Eeeeee!” at his outrageous jokes.

What I found amazing when I looked up the show to see the year it was from, well I discovered it aired about this week in the States, 37 years ago!

It’s seriously as old as me!

YIKES!

But, it is some seriously awesome and very funny stuff. I’ll leave for you a little clip of his Elvis skit…

And meanwhile, I’ll catch up on my ice cream truck dances and Gooni-goo-goo’s some other time… πŸ€£πŸ˜‚

#1630 Day 132 of getting there: Show them what you love

I think one of the best pieces of advice I could give to any current or future parents, is this:

Show them what you love.

In particular, music.

Baby girl is exposed to a whole range of styles. From 70s/80s Queen, 80s Prince, Madonna of ALL ages, pop Justin Timberlake, melodic George Michael…

to contemporary music like The Weeknd, SIA, Ed Sheeran, Justin Bieber, Tones and I, and then there’s folk music, rnb music, UB40, songs from movies…

There’s a lot of different styles that she hears from us.

When you show your child what you love, you’re showing them what makes you happy. What makes you sing. What makes your heart soar.

You’re not actually sitting them down and saying “this is what makes me happy!”

It’s in the everyday moments. Putting the volume up for a song on the radio that makes you smile. Dancing in the kitchen because Funny How Love Is came on. Laughing along to that really annoying/catchy tune “Pump it Up,” and then turning everything into that song…

“You know clean it up, you have to clean it up!”

You’re making everyday moments come alive, you’re making them more fun, and most importantly, you’re making memories.

Like today for instance. Following a week of letting everything fall to the wayside in light of more important things, I was on a cleaning frenzy. I had Queen on, FULL VOLUME as I went about the house doing my thing.

I was in baby girl’s room changing her bedding, when Bohemian Rhapsody came on.

As the pivotal moment drew near…

“Oh mama mia, mama mia

Mama mia let me go…”

I quickly threw some things in her wardrobe –

“…Beelzebub has a devil put aside for me…”

I ran out of her room –

“…For me…”

And ran down the hallway

“…FOR ME!” I squealed as I skid into the kitchen, with baby girl charging in from the lounge room.

And then we proceeded to do THIS:

Oh it was fun! The hair clip in my hair was knocking my head we were jumping and head banging so much.

And it was so cool, that I knew I could depend on her to run in to meet me near the stereo… just as she knew she could find me rocking out to a classic tune.

It’s got nothing to do with making your kids like what YOU like. That I am totally against. Children should be allowed to make up their own likes, dislikes, interests and passions, without their parents, or anyone influencing them.

I am fascinated to see what kind of young woman baby girl will grow into of her own accord, not from someone else she has tried to be like, or from someone who has made her feel she should be like them.

NO.

It’s about showing them your passions. They should be their own people. At the same time, it’s no wonder there are so many kids out there who followed in their parents footsteps, either by doing a similar profession, choosing a similar path, a like-minded interest… because they watched them obsess, fixate, and enjoy that thing, while growing up.

Baby girl doesn’t need to write. She doesn’t need to read. She doesn’t need to love Queen all her life.

But by sharing what it is that you love with them, you show them what a meaningful, purposeful, and beautiful life is.

At the end of day, whether it’s a life path of not… Creativity.

The arts.

Passion.

Inspiration.

Love.

These are the things that make the world go round. Teaching our kids about them can only bring beautiful things.

At the very least, really funny head-banging memories. πŸ˜‰

#1582 Day 84 of getting there: Soon we’ll be found

It was Sunday night dinner-time, we were doing our usual youtube merry-go-round, and it was my time to pick a song.

I was over the same old, same old. We played the same songs repeatedly.

Hubbie would play The Weeknd, or the freaking Roses song. Oh if you haven’t heard it, look up Roses by SAINt JHN remix.

I ain’t putting it on here. I hear it too much already. It’s a great song, but you know when someone repeats something so much, they absolutely kill it for you?

That’s what Hubbie does.

The other song he had only rediscovered this morning was Don’t Let Me Down by Chainsmokers and Daya. It’s only a few years old, but he had forgotten about it, only to remember it all over again and play it again, repeatedly throughout the day. And again, check out the song on youtube… but this song gets bloody stuck in your head to the point that you’re like ARGH! Get it out!

Baby girl sways strongly between the two of us. She will put on a song Hubbie loves, or I love… or she’ll go and put on Dance Monkey which she was obsessed with ’til recently, or some Frozen music medley, which can sometimes go on for 20 minutes, so we force a cap of 4-5 minutes.

Me on the other hand, well you all know I am massively into music royalty at the moment, i.e. Queen. And I punctuate that currently with Madonna and Prince. But like I said, we’ve been listening to the same old, for too long, and I wanted my turn to be something different, something we hadn’t heard in a while.

Something slow. I was in a heartfelt song mood.

It then hit me.

“What’s that SIA song?” I asked Hubbie, the biggest SIA fan I know. “Where she sings “I’m tired, can we just sleep tonight…?”

He continued the song, catching the words before he said confidently “Soon we’ll be found” and started clicking away on youtube.

He brought up a 2008 performance on Letterman. Yes, David Letterman. I was stunned that a year before we had gotten married, this Aussie chick was heading over to the U.S and making her big American debut.

You go girl.

“Let’s not fight, I’m tired can’t we just sleep, tonight…”

It’s a great performance. She sings it better than she does the recorded version, and watching her hands perform is as mesmerising as listening to her voice.

She is uncovered, so this is truly back in the day. No hair to hide behind, no short blonde do that covers her eyes and nose just so. She is characteristic SIA, which is one of the reasons why we love her, and she is giddy with happiness when she finishes her performance, jumping up and down in joy which can only be interpreted as “I did it! I performed on Letterman!”

It is so wonderful to watch.

The performance begins after 1:10. The song is moving and takes you on a journey, and it fit my mood perfectly tonight.

My favourite line? “Let’s not fight, I’m tired can’t we just sleep, tonight?”

So beautiful. Enjoy, as we all did.

#1545 Day 47 of getting there: music for every mood

I’ve said that walking and getting out and about will save us during this time of isolation.

But what is also good for our souls, is music.

It literally, LIFTS the spirit.

No matter what mood you’re in. There will be a song to either,

soothe your mind

get you energised

or have you all nostalgic and looking back in time with fondness.

Tonight I had a whole array of music to suit my various moods.

First I was listening to Bedtime Stories, one of my all time fave albums by Madonna. Bestie mentioned it to me recently, and I had certain songs on repeat, like “Love Tried to Welcome Me”:

“And I must confess, that I, am usually drawn to sadness,

And loneliness has never been a stranger, to me…”

I love the melancholy and violins in this song. It was feeding my contemplative mood as I prepared dinner.

Then something else happened. Like so many DJs at the moment, a family friend of ours was showcasing his turntable work, and so as we had dinner, we were watching and listening to old school RnB tunes during a facebook LIVE, and totally grooving along at the dinner table! Like with Boyz II Men…

“Baby I wanna do, whatever’s on your mind,

We’ll make it all come true, if you roll with me tonight…”

Yep, let’s ROLL!

And then, as I cleaned up afterwards, I was suddenly in the mood for something else ENTIRELY. Insert another one of the best artist’s of all time, with one of the best album’s of all time…

The artist formerly known as…

Prince.

“And if the elevator tries to break down, GO CRAZY!”

And what an amazing sentiment that is. He is totally telling us to just lose it next time something doesn’t go to plan, as opposed to trying to keep calm and hold it together.

Just let loose.

From the 90s, to the 2000s, and then back to the 80s, the music genres in our household moved with my moods, but every time I found something amazing that complimented how I was feeling…

That’s my idea of bliss. β™₯

 

#1294 The party keeps going at 50

Pink beads and accessories, over llama-corn pyjamas?

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Why, it must be the end of another party night. πŸŽπŸŽ‰πŸŽ‚

Another 50th, another amazing night. I say that like we have 50th birthday parties ALL THE TIME.

But it just so happens we’ve had some of our closest people turn 50 lately… and tonight it was my bro-in-laws turn.

And what a night. Bohemian Rhapsody singalongs, reminiscing with I Will Survive (many memories there) and a 2am wake up with Baby I’m a Star! ✨

And we’re still going.

Good night to you… not for us… πŸ‘ πŸŽŠπŸŽΆ

 

#1184 Can’t pass up Prince

I am passing a Cotton On Kids this morning as baby girl plays unknowingly somewhere in her school, 20 minutes away.

I see something. It grabs my eye. I stop. I gasp.

“F&^k off.”

“Get out of town.”

It all comes out verbally. I head inside. I look through clothes racks, close to the front-of-store mannequins, sure I am in the right spot but not finding that which I am looking for… finally I turn to the sales person and ask, “where is that top out the front?”

She shows me. I smile. I BUY IT.

After school I show it to baby girl… and she too LOVES IT.

So much so she immediately has to put it on.

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YES! She loves it she loves it.Β  πŸ™‚ Equally as funky as her Purple Rain Prince top is the army green trakkies I got her which were 50% off the second item, and suddenly, she is just rocking it.

I want pants like hers.

I promise I wasn’t buying for me… I promise I wasn’t living vicariously through her…

The girl genuinely loves Prince and his synthesizer.

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