Saturday, May 10, 2014

If the playlist fits...

 
 

"Someone To Love" by George Michael is such a pretty song. It's off his fifth studio album Patience. I love his voice. While he shares very little in common with Karen Carpenter, his clear, beautiful and sincere singing style sometimes makes me think he should be on the same list with her of great singers within the past fifty years.



Some people said, "If I could only care for you"
Some people said, "He will never love again"
Some people said, "You can see it in his eyes
He keeps it all inside and yet"
Some people say, "In time, we all teach ourselves to live this way"
And for a thousand days, I was lost
I thought never, never, never to be found
Underground
And don't you think I'm ready now?
So please send me someone to love
Please send me someone, someone to love
As much as I loved you
(The way I loved you, darlin')
Please, please send me someone, someone to love
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Any time, any day, any time, any day now
Someone to love
Any time any day, any time, any day now
Please, please send me someone
Yeah, yeah someone
Just to hold me, now that you're gone
Some people say, "I hope you know I'm there for you"
Some of the people said, yeah yeah,
"Nothin' and nothing was just fine
You know how I get sometimes"
And for a thousand days, I was lost
I said, "Heaven knows I'm ready to be found"
Underground
But I think I'm ready now
So please send me someone to love
Please send me someone, someone to love
As much as I loved you
Please, please send me someone, someone to love
Please send me someone
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Any time, any day, any time, any day now
Someone to love
Any time any day, any time, any day now
Please, please send me someone
Someone, someone, someone to love
So say that you will, because the nights are long
Without our song to sing
Just search the clouds until', until'
So say that you will
Show me right from wrong without our song to sing
Just search the clouds until', until'
Hey baby
Darlin' darlin' though I can't replace you, there's a
Space in my heart
A space that you left in my heart
Just give me somethin' that will pull me back from the blue
Oh send me someone like you
Darlin' darlin' no I can't replace you, there's a space in my heart
A space that you left in my heart
Just give me somethin' that will pull me back from the blue
Please send me someone to love


Read more: George Michael - Please Send Me Someone (Anselmo's Song) Lyrics | MetroLyrics



"Shivers" is the kind of song that really can give you shivers. I love the Divine Fits sound. And minus the first line, the track also speaks to how someone can make you feel, almost against your will.


I've been contemplating suicide,
But it really doesn't suit my style,
So I guess I'll just act bored instead
And contain the blood I would've shed?
And she makes me feel so ill at ease
My heart is really on its knees
But I wear a poker face so well
That even mother couldn't tell
And my baby's so vain
She is almost a mirror

And the sound of her name
Sends a permanent shiver
down my spine
down my spine
I keep her photo against my heart
Cause in my life she plays a starring part
All alcohol and cigarettes
There is no room for cheap regrets
She makes me feel so ill at ease
My heart is really on its knees
But I wear a poker face so well
That even mother couldn't tell
But my baby's so vain
She is almost a mirror
And the sound of her name
Sends a permanent shiver
down my spine
down my spine
down my spine
down my spine.

Songwriters
ROLAND HOWARD


Read more: Divine Fits - Shivers Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Friday, May 9, 2014

Darn you, romantic dramas! No One finds love like this. Ever.


 
Pocket-size plot summary: Boy sees girl in an old photo from the early 1900s. Boy wants to meet girl so he goes back in time, meets girl, loses girl...the rest is up to you to discover.

(WARNING: This movie IS for the faint of heart and those who weep openly! You will cry so get those tissues out now! No shame need be involved as this will remind you of all the joys and sorrows of being in love. You might need a little aspirin for the paradoxes of time travel, but that's what makes this fun and keeps those tissues from getting completely soaked.)

Back in 1982, "Somewhere in Time" aired on network television. I sat through the film spellbound by the beautiful scenery and sincere acting. Critics in 1980 (when the theatre-run movie first opened) did not like it nor could they understand why anyone else would. At the time I was only 12, at an "impressionable" age where B movie fare such as "Xanadu" and "Grease 2" made me ooh and ah. Twenty-two years later, I still love this romantic fantasy as much as ever, even though I tend to go for more mind-bending work such as "Mulholland Drive."

What the critics don't get and what is just plain wonderful is that "Somewhere in Time" no longer carries a "bad movie stigma." The Richard Matheson-scripted film enjoys a strong following among people who love lavish cinematography and lush film scores. Quirky movie guides often list "Somewhere in Time" as a must-see. 


You don't need a book or a critic, though, when you've got that magic feeling you get from this Jeannot Szwarc-directed piece. Movies today may be a lot smarter, charge your brain better and depict our often cruel world with frightening clarity, but can you honestly remember the last time your heart was tugged at with gooey-free innocence and yearning? If not, give "Somwhere in Time" a chance.

Many who enjoy Christopher Reeve's varied film career cite "Superman" as the work that made them take notice. For me, it was his role as the good-hearted Richard Collier who goes the distance for true love and is unwilling to face its loss. Jane Seymour, the 80s tv-miniseries darling and now a beloved celebrity, proved she could lend an understated touch to her acting and a modesty that suited the 1910 setting of "Somewhere in Time."

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No matter who you love (or hope to love someday) the below can speak to the romantic in all of us! I kind of blame "Somewhere In Time" for my ridiculous ideas about love, especially this impassioned speech character Elisa McKenna breaks out into during the middle of a play she is starring in:

The man of my dreams has almost faded now.
The one I have created in my mind.
The sort of man each woman dreams of in the deepest and most secret reaches of her heart.
I can almost see him now before me.
What would I say to him, if he were really here?
Forgive me, I have never known this feeling -
I've lived without it all my life.
Is it any wonder, then, that I failed to 
recognize you?
You - who brought it to me for the first time.
Is there any way I can tell you how my life has changed?
Any way at all to let you know what sweetness you have given me?
There is so much to say . . . I cannot find the words.
Except for these -
I love you.
Such would I say to him, if he were really here.


No one knows how to hurt a woman like another woman does.


I first read this book in 1986 and have read it twice more since then. Joyce Carol Oates is the first contemporary American author I remember impressing me enough to linger with me long after I'd read her work. "Solstice," like other works by Joyce Carol Oates, does not paint a pretty picture. 

Great fiction is often about complex, sad, scary, bitter relationships. Happy relationships are better left to the Harlequins of this world. Sometimes when you're in a weird, complex mood you want weird, complex reading, catharsis and all that...

"Solstice" lingers like someone's presence after she's left the room. If you look at some reviews written about this book, there is mention of everything from stormy psyches to lesbian subtext. Whatever the motivation behind Monica and Sheila's relationship, fascination and even some kind of subtle hatred works into it.


Monica is transfixed by Sheila and Sheila seems to need Monica as some kind of dumping ground. They'd probably just as soon want to walk away from each other with a clean break, but they can't. As Shelia says, "we'll be for friends for a long, long time...unless one of us dies." Probably a normal thing to say, but still sort of creepy.

They behave more like people in love than friends; what they have is not exactly chemistry, but it has drawing power. I always thought this novel was more about hatred than love, but sometimes hatred is love in confusion.

Wednesday, May 7, 2014


I am not proud of who I sometimes am, especially the past year and a half. Prayer, meditation and grounding myself more help a little, but not as much as I would like. I thought I was becoming stronger emotionally and working harder at getting rid of unwanted feelings, but they always manage to creep back in.

Even knowing this person I like thinks I'm an idiot, I still continue to wish I were capable of even just one cogent conversation with her. My guilt makes me worry she knows when in reality there's no way she could tell. Ironically (or not?) she is the model of composure I long to emulate.

But it's not just this crush that's been plaguing me, it's what at heart of the crush and what has always been my downfall. Being an emotional person is not all that great a thing to be. I'd much rather be like Spock and not react to anything, the bad or the good.




Once again I turn to Wiki How and its sound advice for help:

Don't Let Your Emotions Rule Your Life

Tuesday, May 6, 2014

What a difference one word makes. Two slightly different quotes attributed to Havelock Ellis. One sounds more hopeful ("Dream are real while they last.") while the other is more pragmatic ("Dreams are only real while they last.")

I found The World Of Dreams for free through Google Play books and am already enmeshed in it. A wonderful alternative to Freud, Ellis is willing (or was) to explore other possibilities regarding dreams besides the sexual aspect and so far I don't see him blaming the mother at all, which is kind of refreshing. :)

I've just begun, but already I am loving the book. I'm hoping to use it to help with getting rid of my nightmares.