Hello? Hello? Hello? Is there anybody in there? Just nod if you can hear me Is there anyone at home? Come on now I hear you’re feeling down Well I can ease your pain Get you on your feet again Relax I’ll need some information first Just the basic facts Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding A distant ship smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying When I was a child I had a fever My hands felt just like two balloons Now I’ve got that feeling once again I can’t explain you would not understand This is not how I am I have become comfortably numb
Okay Just a little pinprick There’ll be no more, ah But you may feel a little sick Can you stand up? I do believe it’s working, good That’ll keep you going through the show Come on it’s time to go
There is no pain you are receding A distant ship, smoke on the horizon You are only coming through in waves Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying When I was a child I caught a fleeting glimpse Out of the corner of my eye I turned to look but it was gone I cannot put my finger on it now The child is grown The dream is gone I have become comfortably numb
I was raised up believing I was somehow unique Like a snowflake distinct among snowflakes, unique in each way you can see
And now after some thinking, I’d say I’d rather be A functioning cog in some great machinery serving something beyond me
But I don’t, I don’t know what that will be I’ll get back to you someday soon you will see
What’s my name, what’s my station? Oh, just tell me what I should do I don’t need to be kind to the armies of night that would do such injustice to you
Or bow down and be grateful and say, “Sure, take all that you see” To the men who move only in dimly-lit halls and determine my future for me
And I don’t, I don’t know who to believe I’ll get back to you someday soon you will see If I know only one thing, it’s that everything that I see Of the world outside is so inconceivable often I barely can speak
Yeah I’m tongue-tied and dizzy and I can’t keep it to myself What good is it to sing helplessness blues, why should I wait for anyone else?And I know, I know you will keep me on the shelf I’ll come back to you someday soon myself
If I had an orchard, I’d work ’til I’m raw If I had an orchard, I’d work ’til I’m sore And you would wait tables and soon run the store
Gold hair in the sunlight, my light in the dawn If I had an orchard, I’d work ’til I’m sore If I had an orchard, I’d work ’til I’m sore Someday I’ll be like the man on the screen
This last month I’ve been listening to Killing in the name of regularly.
While I had an understanding from the lyrics that it was an anthem against white supremacy, I didn’t know it’s full history. It’s sad how 28 years after it’s release, it’s still relevant.
For non-Black Canadian folks, here’s a list of ressources that I found useful (with thanks for my coworkers).
Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses Some of those that work forces are the same that burn crosses Huh!
Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of!
And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya
Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites
Some of those that hold office are the same that burn crosses Some of those that hold office are the same that burn crosses Some of those up in congress are the same that burn crosses Some of those up in congress are the same that burn crosses Uggh!
Killing in the name of! Killing in the name of
And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya And now you do what they told ya, now you’re under control And now you do what they told ya, now you’re under control And now you do what they told ya, now you’re under control And now you do what they told ya, now you’re under control And now you do what they told ya, now you’re under control And now you do what they told ya, now you’re under control And now you do what they told ya, now you’re under control (Control!) Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites Those who died are justified, for wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites You justify those that died by wearing the badge, they’re the chosen whites Come on!
Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Fuck you, I won’t do what you tell me Motherfucker!
Recently I’ve been listening to what I call nostalgic songs. But I think they might actually be folk or indie rock. Anyway here’s the playlist. If you have suggestions for additions let me know!
Strangely enough I posted a bunch of pseudo playlists on here, mostly of songs that were meaningful in my life, but none of the actual playlists I use on a day to day basis.
Because of the sun I’m currently listening to this:
Une chansons que j’aimais vraiment quand j’étais jeune c’était Dormir Dehors par Daran et les chaises. C’était un des genre 12 CD que on avais a la radio étudiante a l’école et presque chaque fois que j’étais le “DJ” je la jouait.
Je suis pas sur a 100% ce qui m’attirais à la chanson a se temps la. Mais j’ai toujours aimer la chanson. je l’ai retrouver cla une coupe d’année et je pense que je l’apprécie encore plus. Et maintenant je comprends ce que y veut dire quand y mentionne “cuisine équipées”. C’est pu juste une random ligne qui fait pas de sense.
Seriously, the live version of this gives me chills. I want Bono to sing to me like that
I cannot sleep I cannot dream tonight I need somebody and always This sick strange darkness Comes creeping on so haunting every time
And I don’t want the world to see me ‘Cause I don’t think that they’d understand When everything’s made to be broken I just want you to know who I am
What am I supposed to do Sit around and wait for you Well I can’t do that And there’s no turning back I need time to move on
I don’t believe that anybody Feels the way I do about you now And all the roads we have to walk are winding And all the lights that lead us there are blinding There are many things that I would like to say to you But I don’t know how
Okay, maybe it doesn’t fit with all the others but man, Beyoncé is awesome, right?
I think I was very emo in my teens / early 20s. I don’t recall that being a term at the time. But then again, vocabulary was never my (or rural Manitoba’s) strong suit. Regardless, I find some songs and music bring me back to that time. Not necessarily in a “I’m back in depression when I hear these songs” kinda way (although that has been the case in the past and I’m sure if I listen to too much of them it would happen). But rather in a I appreciate my past kind of way.
After posting a few of them I almost feel like they could each have context attached to them…. Maybe one day I’ll repost them one at a time and give a short explanation (Yes, there’s a lot of Radiohead).
One thing I struggle with these blog posts is that I have a tendency to ramble on. The post on memory really could of gone in multiple direction. What got me thinking on the topic is actually that I couldn’t find the song with the lyrics I had in my head which were “And I wonder if you think of me too”
I’m figured out that the beat I had in my mind was from:
I think the part I was humming was “I don’t know if you feel the same as I do”. Really there are many parts in the song that are very close and it would easily fit in with the rest of the song.
Regardless, while writing the post on memory I was like… no one gives a shit about me humming the wrong lyrics. I should write something (put on monocle) erudite (a word for smart you’d in academia).
So then I was like, I can link it to the hypocrisy post. Or wait! I can link it about how we create our past selves and we fabricate a past that will justify our actions and somehow slide in that everyone needs to watch Memento. Seriously though, if you haven’t seen it, it’s my favourite movie of all time.
I think part of the problem causing this is that I somehow feel an obligation to have good content here. But I’m not exactly sure why…. For my 30 followers? For the 12 people who read the posts? It’s not like I’m trying to become an influencer or build my mailing list or something. It’s just legit random thoughts…. And yet…
If you started following me for WordPress (or Basic income, mental health, polyamory, etc) content… I’m sorry. I will start posting more of that…. There’s just going to be noise along the way 😉
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BsKbwR7WXN4
If I could turn back time If I could find a way I’d take back those words that hurt you And you’d stay I don’t know why I did the things I did I don’t know why I said the things I said Love’s like a knife it can cut deep inside Words are like weapons, they wound sometimes I didn’t really mean to hurt you I didn’t want to see you go I know I made you cry, but baby
If I could turn back time If I could find a way I’d take back those words that hurt you And you’d stay If I could reach the stars I’d give ’em all to you Then you’d love me, love me, like you used to do If I could turn back time
My world was shattered I was torn apart Like someone took a knife and drove it Deep in my heart You walk out that door I swore that I didn’t care But I lost everything darling then and there Too strong to tell you I was sorry Too proud to tell you I was wrong I know that I was blind, and darling
If I could turn back time If I could find a way I’d take back those words that hurt you And you’d stay If I could reach the stars I’d give ’em all to you Then you’d love me, love me, like you used to do, oh
If I could turn back time (If I could turn back time) If I could turn back time (If I could turn back time) If I could turn back time, oh baby
I didn’t really mean to hurt you I didn’t want to see you go I know I made you cry
If I could turn back time If I could find a way I’d take back those words that hurt you If I could reach the stars I’d give ’em all to you Then you’d love me, love me, like you used to do
If I could turn back time (turn back time) If I could find a way (find a way) Then maybe maybe maybe you’d stay
