Tuesday 22 February 2011

Lately

I think the lyrics of this song by Brother Clyde sum up how a lot of us feel from time to time. A little less angry, crazy, selfish. A little more grounded, patient and forgiving. Sometimes it does feel like the world is ending, often due to our own stupidity.

I know that I can become a better person, but it takes a lot of continuing work, but by the grace of God I will get there. God wants me to be the best I can be, and to do that I have to allow Him to work in my life. I want to feel good again.

I came across this track and video on the Rock Refuge site a few months ago. I think the video accompanying the song goes very well with the lyrics. Enjoy...


I wish I was a little more solid
A little more grounded
Maybe just a little more
I wish I was a little less angry
A little less selfish
Maybe just a little less

Lately I feel like crashin'
I feel like the whole world is coming to an end
Lately I feel like nothing really matters
I want to feel good again

I wish I was a little more patient
A little more forgiving
Maybe just a little more

I wish I was a little less crazy
A little less out there
Maybe just a little less

Lately I feel like crashin'
I feel like the whole world is coming to an end
Lately I feel like nothing really matters
I want to feel good again
I want to feel good again

Lately I feel like crashin'
I feel like I hate rapping
I feel like the worlds gonna end
And the gang situations keep no attraction
I feel like the feats gonna happen
In here no bail we're packed in
Everything just keeps on lasting
I just want to keep gettin past it
I want to waste away
I want to be left alone in hell
No one gave a damn
When I was sitting in my cell
So what they gonna do or feel
When I get close to the edge
And I feel I'm about to break
And I can't take the fact that lately
I've been through the ashes greatly

Lately I feel like crashin'
Feels like the whole world is coming to an end
Lately I feel like nothing really matters
I want to feel good again
I want to feel good again

I wish I was a little more solid
A little more grounded
Maybe just a little more


Brother Clyde - Lately found on Pop

Wednesday 16 February 2011

Another Cup Of Coffee?

I really like this "haunting" song by Mike & The Mechanics. To me it can easily be looked upon as a 1990's version of Eleanor Rigby by The Beatles, in so far as it is a good piece of social commentary.

All too often a loving relationship turns sour over the years, through many different and varied reasons. It could be that when children are grown up and left home, that you find that they were the only things holding it together by then. Again some people are convinced that despite obvious character traits that they can change their partner to be the person they want them to be after marriage.

There may or may not be obvious courses of action to be taken in these situations. For some addictions are a way out. The song refers to the "simple" addiction of caffeine, pour yourself another cup of coffee.

I would not presume to tell anyone what to do in any of these situations. I am very fortunate, that my loving relationship with my wife is still strong after twenty two years. What I do know though, is that relationships have to be worked at, with give and take on both sides. I find too, that being a Christian with a relationship with God also helps. I find great help and advise in the bible, specifically in the book of Proverbs. Wisdom is needed to keep any relationship alive.

Enjoy the song...

And she pours herself another cup of coffee
As she contemplates the stain across the wall
and it's in between the cleaning and the washing
That's when looking back's
The hardest part of all

And she always did her best to try and please him
While he always did his best to make her cry
And she got down on her knees to stop him leaving
But he always knew one day he'd say goodbye

Where are your friends
Where are your children
Is this your house
Is this your home
Does nothing ever last forever
Does everybody sleep alone

And he tears the business tags from his old suitcase
As he packs away the pieces of his life
They all love him but they always try to change him
That's what happens when a girl becomes a wife

And she pours herself another cup of coffee
As the pictures leave a clean space on the wall
and it's in between the leaving and the loving
That's when looking back's
The hardest part of all

Where are your friends
Where are your children
Is this your house
Is this your home
Does nothing ever last forever
Does everybody sleep alone

Don't look back
Don't give up
Pour yourself another cup

Tuesday 1 February 2011

Movie Star

This song has been back in my head over the last few months, which is a surprise as I have not heard it played anywhere for probably 30 years! It is not even my usual style, being a very catchy pop song. I first heard, and loved this song back in about 1976 on Thames Valley Radio. This was a local independent radio station broadcasting out of Reading. This was when local radio was local radio, not just part of a national corporation. Harpo was a Swedish artist, and this was multi national hit for him, though it peaked at 24 in this country.

The gist of the lyrics are about someone pretending to be who they are not. In this case an actor whose credits only really are adverts, living the trappings of a big star.

I think, however, that we are all in danger of falling into this trap. How often do we say that we are fine, when we are not. We have a tendency to gloss over failings and to "big up" successes. We can say we live in a particular nice area nearby, rather that the real place we live. We also "upgrade" our jobs in conversations with strangers. Well I say we, I know I have been guilty of all these, and more, at sometime or other.

We have no need to do this though, as the one who really matters, God, knows the real us anyway. It should not matter to us what other people think about us, though this is often difficult to put into practice. I ought to be happy to be the person God has created me to be, and not pretend to be someone else. I am a work in progress, and God is steering me in the right direction.

Enjoy a bit of nostalgic pop music....

You feel like Steve McQueen
when you're driving in your car
and you think you look like James Bond
when you're smoking your cigar
it's so bizarre you think you are
a new kind of James Dean
but the only thing I've ever seen of you
was a commercial spot on the screen

Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a movie
Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a Movie Star

You should belong to the jet set
fly your own private Lear jet
but you worked in a grocery store
every day until you could afford to get away
so you went to Sweden to meet Ingmar Bergman
he wasn't there or he just didn't care
I think it's time for you, my friend
to stop pretending that you are a

Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a movie
Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a Movie Star

The frozen hero!
Your words are zero
when your dreams had vanished into dark
along the go that you don't want to know

Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a movie
Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a Movie Star

Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a movie
Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a Movie Star

Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a movie
Movie Star, Movie Star,
you think you are a Movie Star
you think you are a Movie Star
you think you are a Movie Star
you think you are a Movie Star