#1097 Going Ga Ga for Live Aid

Ok fine.

I get it.

I have a thing about gay men…

They are some of my favourite-st performers, after all.

Like Freddie Mercury. It has been a very Queen-heavy week for me.

I’ve been coming home to an empty house after school drop-off and filling it with ROCK ROCK ROCK.

Today I put on a random playlist of the group via youtube as I set about in cleaning the house.

My Oh My.

I’ve listened to these performances individually many a time, but never in a whole, to realise the full context and width and breadth of their set at the 1985 Live Aid concert in Wembley Stadium.

Here I was, a little toddler, pushing 2 years old… and these guys were creating the greatest rock performance of all-time.

Have a watch of the exhilarating, fist-pumping 21 minutes. Tell me what you think.

At 2:45 begins my most favourite bit of the set. The intro to Radio Ga Ga, my current obsession.

But, for some of that context I mentioned earlier… over 70,000 people clapping in unison people.

70,000.

Just in in the UK. Because Live Aid was a joint concert effort to raise money for people starving to death in Ethiopia, and was back off the “Do They Know It’s Christmas” single effort.

While the UK performances began at Wembley at approximately 12pm, they continued at the John F. Kennedy Stadium in Philadelphia in the U.S, for a crowd of 100,000 just before 2pm UK time, with the concert amounting to about 16 hours of live performances.

It inspired concerts in other countries around the world on the same day, and the scale of this Live Aid event, the largest television broadcast of the time, was that about 40% of the world’s population watched it.

Most likely your parents… and most likely mine.

So when you take the above performance with all this info, knowing Queen were performing to approximately 1.9 billion people around the world…

WOAH.

Just let that sink in.

And his a capella section at the end of Radio Ga Ga, showcasing his vocal range and ability to stir a crowd, became known as “the note heard round the world.”

What a legacy.

“Alright!”

 

 

 

 

#973 Taking to the pedal

My deep and heartfelt gratitude did not come from our family event outing, nor during the bonding we spent there, the down time at home, or that cheeky ice cream we squeezed in on the Main Street afterwards..

No. It came later on in the day, after much tiredness, frustration, raging emotions, and passionate tempers.

It came when baby girl hopped onto her bike.

She got her first bike after our first Christmas here in our Sea change location. She was almost 3 and a half, and was more than excited about riding a bike that had her fave character, Dora the Explorer plastered all over it.

But, it was HARD. She found the pedals difficult to circle. A couple of attempts here and there, and though we regularly went back to it at the start, the bike soon found its place in a corner of the garage, gathering dust, while baby girl still didn’t have a good grasp on how to ride it.

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As it happens often in life, doesn’t it? We buy something, and it just sits there, unused and unwanted. We think something will be a peace of cake, but it isn’t.

Baby girl had said she would ride her bike all the time… and we thought so too… but she didn’t.

It’s always been there in the back of her mind though.

Like the streamers peeking out from the handlebars in the corner of the garage, so too did bits and bursts of other bikes pop into baby girl’s mind, or in front of her eyes, reminding her that she did not ride a bike.

She had one. She didn’t ride one.

It’s been picking up momentum lately though. Kids from her kinder will ride to and from the pre-school. Littlies will ride past our house with their parents. She even watches Disney dolls riding bikes on youtube.

She would say “when can I ride my bike?”

And we would say “you need to practice honey.”

So today… we practiced.

Sure, it was hard at first. The whole motion of turning your legs in opposite directions in a circular motion, combined with steering the handle, and looking ahead, is a very multitasking job! We had to keep helping her with her feet, pushing them around, trying to steer her at the same time, reminding her to go “forwards, not backwards,” and “look ahead,” and “don’t go into the grass”…

She started to get it.

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Just a little bit of encouragement, praise for her getting it, and she was off and running! Or should I say riding! There are still quite a few stops and starts, riding into bushes of flowers, and random sudden brakes… but to see her so happy, riding along in glee, telling me “watch out Mum I’m coming!”…

It just clutched at my heart strings in the strongest way.

And it made this funny, interesting and mixed up day, the best one. 🙂

#945 Sunday ‘chef’s special’ night

Hubbie has been doing something lately on Sunday night’s.

Wednesday night’s too. When he has been home all day you see, he takes it upon himself and becomes…

THE CHEF.

It is all the more sweeter, because I never asked him to do it, nagged him, or even dropped hints hoping he would take it on board. It just somehow… happened.

I ain’t complaining.

It gives me some time to do things I don’t ordinarily do. Often I have found myself sorting a part of the house that has recently become disrupted by our kitchen reno. Finding a box, that still hasn’t been unpacked, and unpacking it. Even if it’s just blogging about something, taking an earlier shower, or like today, sitting on the couch with baby girl while she watched her youtube dolls play, and I researched rugs, well, so be it. It is awesome, and any person would agree that no one would say NO to extra, free time to do whatever it was they wished.

I love it, and the dinner ain’t bad too.

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😉 My man, looking after me. I am very grateful for it 🙂

 

#898 Healing laughter

Last night when going to bed, I just wasn’t feeling myself. I was off. Down.

But then in amongst my internal searching for ways I could make myself feel better, I had a fabulous idea.

I could make myself laugh.

I held onto the thought, vowing I would put it into action the next day, and fell asleep on the hope of laughter.

This morning it happened. I was still feeling down and out, and this Winter weather has been seriously dragging me down with its severity and longevity.

I pressed the youtube button on the remote, and searched for a name that has brought me a lot of smiles lately – Sebastian Maniscalco

I’ve written about him before. I was first told about his popular “when you rang the doorbell 20 years ago vs today” skit ages ago by a friend, but I didn’t look it up then because, well I guess I wasn’t ready. Not in the way of not being ready for laughs, but just in the way of life preoccupying me and taking me away from doing things for myself…

like LAUGHING ’til I CRIED.

I brought up an 1 hour and 15 minute comedy routine of his that I’ve seen bits of, but that I’ve never watched in full.

Today, as baby girl was at kinder, and the winds raged outside, I watched it in full.

I smiled, I giggled, and I roared with laughter.

And though my melancholy remained in the background, I was uplifted by the fact that there is happiness out there, laughter to be had, and hope for good times is still around…

So get yourself comfy and watch the above routine, you won’t regret it 🙂

#860 Saturday Night In no.4 (with Sebastian)

Quiet Saturday nights in aren’t just common or easy in Winter… they are necessary.

And after spending the last Saturday night working late ’til 1am, I tell you the thought of doing not much at home, and hanging out with my loves, sounded like an absolutely fantastic idea.

After our pizza takeout, I popped on YouTube on the TV. No, there were to be no tunes forecast from our screen tonight. I was in for a different kind of entertainment.

The belly-aching kind.

Just the other night I rediscovered a comedian and a skit I had watched a long time ago, but at the time didn’t delve too much into his act and his stuff to uncover anymore of his hilarity. On this night, after somehow stumbling across Sebastian Maniscalco, I spent a good 30 or so minutes on the couch, past midnight, silently dying of laughter and the inability to breathe properly due to said, INTENSE laughter.

The skit in question, is below. I played it for Hubbie tonight.

It is insanely hilarious. And being of a European background, even if it isn’t Italian… same same. We watched that one, plus about 10 others, our faces in permanent smile positions, our abs aching from the laughs.

We need more laughs like this. Enjoy the show:) ↑↑↑

#839 Saturday night friend vibes

The night started off as a catch-up between old friends.

Dinner, antipasto, and a fireplace beside which baby girl could draw.

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Ahh, so soothing for a cold Winter’s night in early June.

And as with old friends, things can change suddenly…

Delightful tea mugs…

To cuddle time between bestie and baby girl…

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To then full-fledged passionate essays about the greatest artists of all time as shown on the YouTube channel!

Shouting! Standing from sheer inability to sit still! Fist bumps! We went from an easy cruise down a scenic coastal road to speeding down a tight and narrow laneway at over 100km an hour!

Success in a night is evident in that the vibe can change from mellow and easy to loud and boisterous, and yet the love, respect and admiration for one another in the room still remains.

It was one of those “we’re leaving now” nights… where we left 3 hours after the first mention.

But coming home late from a great night out, is a problem I am happy to have 🙂 ♥

 

#703 Rediscovering – Material Girl, Madonna

I was doing a fairly mindless task at work today. I mean, it actually does require some amount of brains when you first start this kind of repetitive inventory checking. But at the same time, when you get into the groove, and are just simply pushing lines of content up and down, selecting this and selecting that, another part of your brain is left free to roam…

Whenever I have had to do this task in the past, I have been thoroughly prepared: with my ipod. I bring it in to work, plug it into my headphones, and voila! I have instant entertainment as I am working! It is great in that it does not interfere with my work (note above: mindless task) and at the same time, I am having an awesome time because I have all the music I love streaming into my eardrums as I bop along. Score!

But alas, I am out of practice. Because it’s been a while since I’ve done this job, I’ve also forgotten to get into the habit of bringing the ipod in with me.

Never mind. There is a thing called YouTube jukebox. Type in an artists name, and watch what happens…

I really would have rather preferred a mixed tape of some sort. But as mindless task as it was, I still couldn’t justify constantly selecting and changing artists and songs as I worked along. So I typed in someone that spanned decades and time and genres and styles, and who I knew had a library of music that would keep me busy for a GOOD while. During mindless task.

The queen of pop, MADONNA.

I had forgotten how fantastic her early stuff was. I listened to tracks like La Isla Bonita, Live to Tell, Express Yourself, Into The Groove, Papa Don’t Preach… And then suddenly colleagues were asking me questions and calling me away, and I had to take off my headphones, which irritated me to NO END, and I seriously felt like saying to them “um guys? I am listening to Madonna here, take it easy!”

Acting like they are paying me or something. Anyway.

But the piece de resistance, came when another early track came randomly to play:

You know when it has been so long between plays, that you almost forget that a certain song exists? How much you loved it growing up? How much you still love it because it reminds you of your childhood, another time and place, the early artist, the contradiction in art, the ode to the former artist, the baby-face and baby voice, the men, the 80s tackiness that is so bad it is too good… the PINK? THE JEWELS?

Well I loved this song growing up, and I still do. And I am severely disappointed that it only has 7.3 million YouTube views. Boo! Come on peeps let’s up the Madonna 80s ante here.

Listening to this song today, both at work and then later at home… well it is still a classic. It ain’t gonna save the world with its lyrics, but it will put a smile on your dial and its catchy tune will imbed itself into your brain – just ask Hubbie and baby girl who were repeating it later on tonight 🙂

And after that mindless task, I needed something catchy to embed itself into my head, after all…