7clouds videos are awesome - along with Rachel Reyes - they are my first choice for videos which emphasise lyricism.
and here come the words [thought NOT the style!] for my choice of #songlyricsunday for 5 January 2020:
[Intro] Na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na (Tu meri mauja hain) [Verse 1] Hush, don't speak When you spit your venom, keep it shut I hate it When you hiss and preach About your new messiah cause your theories catch fire [Bridge] I can't find your silver lining I don't mean to judge But when you read your speech, it's tiring Enough is enough [Hook] I'm covering my ears like a kid When your words mean nothing, I go la la la I'm turning up the volume when you speak Cause if my heart can't stop it, I'll find a way to block it, I go Na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na (I found a way to block it, I go) La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na [Verse 2] If our love is running out of time I won't count the hours, rather be a coward When our words collide I'm gonna drown you out before I lose my mind [Bridge] I can't find your silver lining I don't mean to judge But when you read your speech, it's tiring Enough is enough [Hook] I'm covering my ears like a kid When your words mean nothing, I go la la la I'm turning up the volume when you speak Cause if my heart can't stop it I'll find a way to block it, I go Na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na (I found a way to block it, I go) La la na na , la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na (I found a way to block it, oh) Na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na (I found a way to block it, I go) La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na (Tu meri mauja hain) I'm covering my ears like a kid When your words mean nothing, I go la la la I'm turning up the volume when you speak Cause if my heart can't stop it I find a way to block it, I go I'm covering my ears like a kid When your words mean nothing, I go la la la I'm turning up the volume when you speak (when you speak) Cause if my heart can't stop it I find a way to block it, I go Na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na La la na na, la la la la la na na na na na (Tu meri mauja hain)
And then I realise there's a reason that YouTube does that when it comes to lyrics - or the 7clouds people did what they did.
When I was a little girl I discovered author Dorothy Edwards and illustrator Shirley Hughes for the first time in a simple novel / anecdote format - the series My naughty little sister.
It was one of my first conscious trips to a beach house; subject to a friend from the civil service.
So in the best traditions, or perhaps defiant/oblivious of these same traditions, I wrecked the entertainment room with Trivial Pursuit cards all over the floor.
The outdoor landscape of that beach house though! It had a big tree at the back. I was trying to trust trees and treehouses again after I had a nasty splinter at home walking on the top of the house [my treehouse had two floors] and it was on my foot. I remember going on the porch to get the splinter out with a needle.
Some three weeks before [12 December 1990] the wonders of the video cassette recorder were revealed to me and one of my very first picks was Pippi Longstocking which was a highly musical version and vivid. I had read the Astrid Lindgren books first in the library especially Pippi in the South Sea Islands with my grandparents so I knew the Ville Villa Kuella.
And Scrubbing Day was incredible - so was Running Away and the whole The First Noël feeling when Pippi and friends came to the orphanage. I loved the Head Girl - the first I recognised as Head Girl. I had not even read Blyton school stories yet in January 1991 - that pleasure was to be some eight months away with Elizabeth Allen and The naughtiest girl in the school.
I too had been considered - one of - the naughtiest girls in my school. I think of Hermoine Granger and that scene in the film of The Philosopher's / Sorcerer's Stone.
That witch really needs to sort out her priorities! - Ron Weasley - Harry and Hermoine's friend
One of the naughty things I did was blow on another student's whistle with the residue of a frozen ice. I did not quite have the mens rea involved [guilty mind in Latin] because I wanted to know how Melisande's whistle worked and if it had nuts in it like the Physical Education teacher's whistle did. The Phys Ed teacher was yet another champion of mine - and a broker into the system. Some years later on she would have us learn and support Italian lessons. And because of this she was a really strong connector - especially when it came to a question on Copernicus/Kopernik when we were studying the stars and astronomy.
Love La la la because it has the idea of preach speech in it and it has been so popular in so many countries.
Here is a quote that shows what I [and Beverley Eley] mean by PREACH SPEECH - it is also a good introduction to a book which showed me so much about biographical craft and graft - The book of David - it is also good for anyone who wants to know It's all right to be different:
[... earlier there was something about Democritus and the atom in that paragraph]Not only is his memory phenomenal, his wit is dry and clever. One day he walked into a conversation about homilies, proverbs and adages. After patting and kissing those close at hand [my emphasis], he walked away with the comment, 'Preach speech ... it's preach speech'.
By what yardstick do we measure someone like the eccentric, yet greatly gifted, David Helfgott? [says Eley on page 7 of The book of David in its 5th printing from 1997]
Eley and Helfgott [David and Gillian] are very good friends and her biographical practice is exemplary. Hoping the Gleniffer house where she and her husband John [who The book of David is dedicated to - for being someone who BELIEVES IN LOYALTY FRIENDSHIP AND JUSTICE - if books were tablets and stones - they would be carved in like that] is okay and the land too. That land is called the Promised Land and again Eley and David Helfgott are neighbours.
Had a great time watching Marianne and Leonard - words of love - so many people came by including in groups. Of course So long Marianne is a very important song. And Marianne was such a very generous and kind person. I think of Axel who is over 60 now and was only 6 months old when Leonard Cohen came into his Hydra life - in all my years I had never heard it pronounced like that so I could imitate it and reference it. Shows you how few of my resources are Greek. And the archivist really made the film, I do believe. I would sell the farm on it. Along with Broomfield of course who had a connection - intimate connection - with Ihlen from Oslo [and Paris and London and Hydra and one more place]
What did I want to talk about with the Naughty Little Sister and my experience?
When she was in a school choir one day; she and her friend Bad Harry la la la la'ed to the Christmas carols particularly Away in a manger which was the very first Christmas carol I connected with in 1985-86. Another early one was The first Noël - ten years later I connected so hard I named a character Noelle. She belongs to the gaggle of Gilberts - the five who were born on a student exchange. [and, yes, that is five at the same time in the same caul so to speak!]
And then I remember the Blubber singing lessons in Judy Blume - especially Miss Rochelle - great name for a musical person. My 1999 self thought this too - one of the times she and my 1994 self were in agreement [the former self was the one who read the book for the first time - and she was up for it six months later when she was sick and the world didn't make sense - she also enjoyed Paul Jennings' Quirky Tales where Linda thought salt was sugar and sugar was salt and No was yes]. So there was a young girl called Rochelle who absolutely loved music and was a flower girl. And then there was breathing and melody and harmony which I confess I really did not get until Grizel Cochrane had lost her harmony book in The head girl of the Chalet School which came with me in a Lion King bag along with a manuscript - that one was about a student called Tadeusz Meliński who studied temporarily at the London Progressive College. I got quite far in the writing of Educating Tadeusz laying and paving the ground [like crazy paving in my last].
Yours truly has also discovered Music from Ceefax which is the British Broadcasting Corporation teletext service. Especially looking for ocean music and ship music and sea shanties. After I watched Little Women in the Greta Gerwig mode and went to a park and a public house, I found many of them. It was when I became sick of Scouting and Guiding songs around the campfire and the Jamboree setting that I wanted to find some sea songs.
Many of you who have read Blubber will remember that Jill Brenner was quite the stamp collector - and she knew how to bargain and broker and write good letters. What she was not so good at doing was keeping her nails tidy and unbitten. Now nerves will do that to any person - and she was carrying around the sort of nervery which would make an animal pace and scratch and do various other displacement behaviours.
People often feel misplaced and displaced too. Especially when they feel their love is running out of time and that their words mean nothing.
Hope your lives feel Funktastic this week and for the Epiphany tomorrow. Imagine that - the first Monday of 2020!
Finally deck the halls with boughs of holly fa la la la la.
La la la was released at the Jingle Bell Ball of 2013 and subsequently charted in many nations. And it had so many remixes - I chose the Sam Smith one because it had lots of resonance and was best-known perhaps ...
In Australia it peaked at number five; hit number one in the Commonwealth of Independent States chart as it did in the Czech Republic; number two in Denmark and Germany; number six in France; and it's probably time to point out the Hungarian charts and their genre diversity as well as media diversity [stream and radio]. A lot of central European nations [Poland too] have their dance charts and in this La la la came out 9th in Poland and 6th in Hungary. Seems the Romanians loved it and put it on number 1. Top 15 in Venezuela - 14th actually - awesome!
The US charts were much more mixed. Somehow the Brits bought more than a million copies. At least two charts showed top 20 and one was actually 10th. The Rhythmic seems open for debate.
And when hearts can't stop it they find a way to block it.
Trying to block this earworm [though I don't want to so it will stay] of La La Land which I think many of my #songlyricsunday companions and compeers have chosen.
Welcome to the first week in August; to #songlyricssunday and to Halfway up Rysy Peak.
When last I left you Boris Johnson had just been voted in by the Conservative Party as their leader and as Prime Minister of the United Kingdom. There is a parody tune by Associated Rediffusion.
Some orientation; some complication; some resolution. I believe there is also rising and falling action.
This week I was again listening to Benny Bianco; Khalid and Halsey do Eastside which is an easy-listening hip-hop rap that is very thoughtful in its treatment of dreams and relationships. The video has an easy narrative which is told "This is Benny. Benny grew up in New Jersey. He liked a girl. This is the girl he liked" in subtitles/intertitles.
Wikipedia tells us that the song is in the key of A major. I notice that Ed Sheeran put his songwriting chops on it; so did Nathan Perez. And that it is eighty-eight beats an hour.
As of August 2019 - Eastside is or has been number one in six markets; including the US and the UK. Other territories which have given Eastside the highest honour include New Zealand; Lebanon; Ireland and Singapore.
In Central Europe, too, Eastside has been appreciated - for example the Czech Republic had it as number 9 in the charts at its peak. In its Slovak neighbour it placed #23 while in Austria, Germany and Switzerland it spent time around the Austrian top ten charts at #12 and in the Official German Charts at #15 [funfzehn] and Switzerland had it in #22. Switzerland might have multiple language charts like Belgium does. Both Walloon and Fleming appreciated this tune at #30 and #28 respectively; slightly lower than the Croatians at #26 or Slovenia #22.
In Southern Europe [Italy; Spain; Romania; France] Eastside has been bubbling under.
When I copied the lyrics into Notes I emphasised lines and phrases which mean something.
Uh
Yeah, yeah
When I was young, I fell in love
We used to hold hands, man, that was enough (yeah)
Then we grew up, started to touch
Used to kiss underneath the light on the back of the bus (yeah)
Oh no, your daddy didn't like me much
And he didn't believe me when I said you were the one
Oh, every day she found a way out of the window to sneak out late
She used to meet me on the Eastside
In the city where the sun don't set
And every day you know that we ride
Through the backstreets of a blue Corvette
Baby, you know I just wanna leave tonight
We can go anywhere we want
Drive down to the coast, jump in the seat
Just take my hand and come with me, yeah
We can do anything if we put our minds to it
Take your whole life then you put a line through it
My love is yours if you're willing to take it
Give me your heart 'cause I ain't gonna break it
So come away, starting today
Start a new life, together in a different place
We know that love is how these ideas came to be
So baby, run away, away with me
Seventeen and we got a dream to have a family
A house and everything in between
And then, oh, suddenly we turned twenty-three
Now we got pressure for taking our life more seriously
We got our dead-end jobs and got bills to pay
Have old friends and know our enemies
Now I, I'm thinking back to when I was young
Back to the day when I was falling in love
He used to meet me on the Eastside
In the city where the sun don't set
And every day you know where we ride
Through the backstreets in a blue Corvette
And baby, you know I just wanna leave tonight
We can go anywhere we want
Drive down to the coast, jump in the seat
Just take my hand and come with me
Singing
We can do anything if we put our minds to it
Take your whole life then you put a line through it
My love is yours if you're willing to take it
Give me your heart 'cause I ain't gonna break it
So come away, starting today
Start a new life, together in a different place
We know that love is how these ideas came to be
So baby, run away with me
Run away, now
Run away, now
Run away, now
Run away, now
Run away, now
Run away, now
He used to meet me on the Eastside
She used to meet me on the Eastside
He used to meet me on the Eastside
She used to meet me on the Eastside
In the city where the sun don't set
I also love to listen to songs about the natural and human environment - songs which may or may not give a specific sense of place. Often lyrics which are like poetry or based on poetry help me do this. So do songs which make me move - often in the company of other people and myself.
For the last three months people have been enjoying Elton John-approved Rocketman which starred Taron Egerton - an actor I first loved in underdog sports story Eddie the Eagle in the year of Jamaican bob-sledding and other "the impossible made possible" wintry tales.
You stare through a tunnel ofSolid wall that should be broken downAnd you can't see the field of greenHas been turned into a raging battlegroundAnd you'll live with the consequenceTell me why don't you understandYou'll destroy all the love that's been createdBe a miser with an empty handAnd it's all such a simple thingChanging everythingListen to the one who brings all this love to youSome other world, some other world, that's where you liveSome other world, some other world, that's where you liveDon't you care, stop and think about us and what you feelI'll be there, don't you cut yourself off from what is realDon't live in some other worldYou don't live in some other worldThere's a boat bound for paradiseIf you hurry you can ride it back'Cause once the bait hits the waterIt don't take long 'till the sharks attackOh but it's all such a simple thingChange is everythingLet me be the one who brings all this love to youSome other world, some other world, that's where you liveSome other world, some other world, that's where you liveDon't you care, stop and think about us and what you feelI'll be there, don't you cut yourself off from what is realDon't live in some other world, in some other worldOh you don't live in some other world, in some other worldGot to stop living in some other worldLet me help you with a change of mindAnd it's all such a simple thingChanging everythingListen to the one who brings all this love to youThis is our world, not some other worldYou don't live in some other worldLive in our world, not some other worldYou don't live in some other world
And when the author of Halfway up Rysy Peak reads these lyrics, I think of Cruz and Ms Cindy - the latter of whom was scared of the flying monkeys of Wizard of Oz. Cruz has a way of putting on these cartoon voices.
The first environmentally-focused artist I glommed onto was Olivia Newton-John who had previously reached me through Koala Blue. Her husband Matt and daughter Chloe were also important people.
Like many people I connect to temperate rainforests with trees which reach high into the atmosphere and dig deep with their roots. And also the heaths and the grasslands which are good for picnics and sight-seeing and recollecting and reminiscing.
Before we go into the rainforest [and into the river] - I thought I would share Little River Band's Reminiscing. The refrain started visiting my head. Hurry don't be late - we're reminiscing.
Friday night, it was late, I was walking you home
We got down to the gate and I was dreaming of the night
Would it turn out right
How to tell you girl
I wanna build my world around you
Tell you that it's true
I wanna make you understand I'm talkin' about a lifetime plan
That's the way it began, we were hand in hand
Glenn Miller's Band was better than before
We yelled and screamed for more
And the Porter tunes (Night and Day)
Made us dance across the room
It ended all too soon
And on the way back home I promised you'd never be alone
Hurry, don't be late, I can hardly wait
I said to myself when we're old
We'll go dancing in the dark
Walking through the park and reminiscing
(Instrumental break)
Friday night, it was late, I was walking you home
We got down to the gate and I was dreaming of the night
Would it turn out right
Now as the years roll on
Each time we hear our favorite song
The memories come along
Older times we're missing
Spending the hours reminiscing
Hurry, don't be late, I can hardly wait
I said to myself when we're old
We'll go dancing in the dark
Walking through the park and reminiscing
Also there on that Olivia album would be Have you never been mellow; Don't stop believing; Alittle more love; If you love me let me know; Twist of fate and Magic. And of course the whole impact of Grease and Grease 2 - Michelle Pfeffier as a student - and I had recently watched Dangerous Minds for the first time and picking up nuances and heart in July 2019.
And there is She by Osmosis, an Australian band who was big in apartheid South Africa [as if there were any other kind between 1959 and 1994]. I feel I would be remiss if I didn't find a lyric video. It begins - She - didn't even remember my name - I thought I was part of her game.
OSMOSIS SHE DIDN'T EVEN REMEMBER MY NAME LYRICS
She didn't even remember my name
I was only part of her game
Then she has played me for
She had forgotten when I was around
And now I was just part of her crowd
A stranger who was passing through
Hello
Think about
I'm the fool
Made me cry
Let me die
I love her so
You
Remember I love you
Remember
I love you
And now I was just part of her crowd
A stranger who was passing through
Hello
Think about
I'm the fool
Made me cry
Let me die
I love you so
Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm
She didn't even remember my name
My poor hell is just want of the same
Some stranger who is just passing through
Think about
I'm the fool
A New Zealand-Australian lyricist and singer I came to appreciate over the last ten years [especially through the double album Songwriters Speak] was Sharon O'Neill. It would be particularly exciting if the directing and writing team - or the music acquisition team - played Maxine over Les Norton's adventures in Kings Cross [Sydney] when he is a young detective experiencing the city life for the first time after his life in western Queensland.
Other songs I enjoyed from that time were Asian Paradise and Losing You.
[Verse 1] Creases in your white dress Bruises on your bare skin Looks like another fine mess You've got yourself into What's the matter with you? Has the cat got your tongue? Well if you don't like the beat Then don't play with the drum
[Chorus] Maxine, you're not the only one To take the whole world on No one's ever won Maxine, case 1-3-5-2 A red and green tattoo Eyes cold steel blue
[Verse 2] On a rain-slicked avenue Long shadows in the night Take off your spike-heeled shoes You've got to run for your life Razor blade in your pocket From an ex-marine Makes you speed like a rocket Ooh it cuts so clean
[Chorus] Maxine, you're not the only one To take the whole world on No one's ever won Maxine, case 1-3-5-2 A red and green tattoo Eyes cold steel blue
[Verse 3] How come you're payin' for borrowed time Starin' out into space? Bad boys and cold comfort And a smacked-up face
[Chorus] Maxine, you're not the only one To take the whole world on No one's ever won Maxine, case 1-3-5-2 A red and green tattoo Eyes cold steel blue
[Outro] Who's that walking, walking behind you? Who's that talking, talking about you? Who's that walking, walking with you, Maxine? Who's that walking, walking behind you? Who's that talking, talking about you? Who's that walking, walking with you, Maxine?
Les Norton is on the Australian Broadcasting Corporation now - right before the cricket which is supervened by Nine Entertainment through the Sky feed.
I might find Music What Cricketers Like. Also Random Souths Fan for the devotees of the cardinal and myrtle. And talking about rugby league music - which I sometimes do; as well as the sport! - Simply the Best and Same Love by Macklemore and friends. And The Music they play in Heaven - which will be for the Japanese-based Rugby World Cup.
I call you, when I need you my heart's on fire You come to me, come to me, wild and wild You come to me Give me everything I need Give me a lifetime of promises and a world of dreams Speak the language of love like you know what it means And it can't be wrong, take my heart And make it strong, baby
You're simply the best Better than all the rest Better than anyone Anyone I ever met
I'm stuck on your heart I hang on every word you say Tear us apart Baby, I would rather be dead
In your heart I see the start of every night and every day In your eyes, I get lost, I get washed away Just as long as I'm here in your arms I could be in no better place
You're simply the best Better than all the rest Better than anyone Anyone I ever met
I'm stuck on your heart I hang on every word you say Oh, tear us apart, no, no Baby, I would rather be dead Each time you leave me I start losing control You're walking away with my heart and my soul I can feel you even when I'm alone Oh, baby, don't let go Oh, you're the best Better than all the rest Better than anyone Anyone I ever met I'm stuck on your heart I hang on every word you say Oh, tear us apart, no, no Baby, I would rather be dead You're the best You're simply the best Better than all the rest Better than anyone Anyone I ever met I'm stuck on your heart I hang on every word you say Oh, tear us apart, no, no Baby, I would rather be dead
[thank you to the clever people of Genius for their interpretations].
And last Sunday if I had participated I would have put in Everybody wants to rule the world by Tears for Fears.
There are wonderful videos Lorde does and people put to Assassins' Creed mashups/montages.
Welcome to your life There's no turning back Even while we sleep We will find you Acting on your best behaviour Turn your back on mother nature Everybody wants to rule the world
It's my own design It's my own remorse Help me to decide Help me make the most Of freedom and of pleasure Nothing ever lasts forever Everybody wants to rule the world
There's a room where the light won't find you Holding hands while the walls come tumbling down When they do I'll be right behind you
So glad we've almost made it So sad they had to fade it Everybody wants to rule the world
I can't stand this indecision Married with a lack of vision Everybody wants to rule the world Say that you'll never never never never need it One headline why believe it? Everybody wants to rule the world All for freedom and for pleasure Nothing ever lasts for ever Everybody wants to rule the world
Also I am thinking of Sometimes when we touch which I know best as a Newton song.
You ask me if I love you
And I choke on my reply
I'd rather hurt you honestly
than mislead you with a lie
And who am I to judge you
On what you say or do
I'm only just beginning
To see the real you
(Chorus)
And sometimes when we touch
The honesty's too much
And I have to close my eyes and hide
I wanna hold you 'til I die
'Til we both break down and cry
I wanna hold you 'til the fear in me subsides
Romance and all its strategies
Leaves me battling with my pride
But for all the insecurity
Some tenderness survives
I'm just another writer
Still trapped within my truth
A hesitant prize-fighter
Still trapped within my youth
(Chorus)
At times I'd like to break you
And drive you to your knees
At times I'd like to break through
And hold you endlessly
At times I understand you
And I know how hard you try
I've watched while love commands you
And I've watched love pass you by
At times I think we're drifters
Still searching for a friend
A brother or a sister
And then the passion flares again
[you can sing it in Portuguese too] [and, yes, Europop is daggy!]
There are lots of other 21st century tunes which have captured my heart and imagination. As the universal remote control does not provide subtitles easily it has been more difficult to parse the text without big context clues.
Something which inspired me on Friday was a United Way children's choir version of The cover is not the book which is in MARY POPPINS RETURNS and their latest is What about us by P!nk. I made an arch comment about whataboutery.
La da da da da, la da da da da Da da da
We are searchlights, we can see in the dark We are rockets, pointed up at the stars We are billions of beautiful hearts And you sold us down the river too far
What about us? What about all the times you said you had the answers? What about us? What about all the broken happy ever afters? What about us? What about all the plans that ended in disaster? What about love? What about trust? What about us?
We are problems that want to be solved We are children that need to be loved We were willin', we came when you called But, man, you fooled us, enough is enough, oh
What about us? What about all the times you said you had the answers? What about us? What about all the broken happy ever afters? Oh, what about us? What about all the plans that ended in disaster? Oh, what about love? What about trust? What about us?
Oh, what about us? What about all the plans that ended in disaster? What about love? What about trust? What about us?
Sticks and stones, they may break these bones But then I'll be ready, are you ready? It's the start of us, waking up, come on Are you ready? I'll be ready I don't want control, I want to let go Are you ready? I'll be ready 'Cause now it's time to let them know We are ready, what about us?
What about us? What about all the times you said you had the answers? So what about us? What about all the broken happy ever afters? Oh, what about us? What about all the plans that ended in disaster? Oh, what about love? What about trust? What about us?
What about us? What about us? What about us? What about us? What about us? What about us?
[MARY POPPINS] Uncle Gutenberg was a bookworm And he lived on Charing Cross The memory of his volumes brings a smile He would read me lots of stories When he wasn't on the sauce Now I'd like to share the wisdom Of my favourite bibliophile He said a-
Cover is not the book So open it up and take a look 'Cause under the covers one discovers That the king may be a crook Chapter titles are like signs And if you read between the lines You'll find your first impression was mistook For a cover is nice But a cover is not the book
[PENGUIN] Mary Poppins, could you give us an example?
[MARY POPPINS] Certainly!
Nellie Rubina was made of wood But what could not be seen was though Her trunk up top was barren Well, her roots were lush and green So in Spring when Mr Hickory saw her blossoms blooming there He took root despite her bark And now there's seedlings everywhere
[MARY POPPINS and JACK] Which proves A cover is not the book So open it up and take a look 'Cause under the covers one discovers That the king may be a crook Chapter titles are like signs And if you read between the lines You'll find your first impression was mistook For a cover is nice But a cover is not the book
[JACK] Should we do the one about the wealthy widow?
[MARY POPPINS] Oh, by all means!
[JACK] Always loved that one
[MARY POPPINS] Well, go on then!
[JACK] Lady Hyacinth Macaw Brought all her treasures to a reef
[MARY POPPINS] Where she only wore a smile
[JACK] Plus two feathers, and a leaf
[MARY POPPINS] So no one tried to rob her 'Cause she barely wore a stitch
[JACK] For when you're in your birthday suit
[MARY POPPINS and JACK] There ain't much there to show you're rich!
[ALL] Oh, a cover is not the book So open it up and take a look Cause under the covers one discovers That the king maybe a crook Ta-ru-ra-lee, ta-ru-ra-la, ta-ru-ra-lee, ta-ra-ta-ta!
[MARY POPPINS and JACK] You'll find your first impression was mistook (Ya-da-da-da) For a cover is nice But a cover is not the book
[MARY POPPINS] Oh, give us the one about the dirty rascal, why don't ya?
[JACK] Isn't that one a bit long?
[MARY POPPINS] Well, the quicker you're into it, the quicker you're out of it.
[JACK] Once upon a time In a nursery rhyme There was a castle with a king Hiding in a wing 'Cause he never went to school to learn a single thing
He had scepters and swords And a parliament of lords But on the inside he was sad Egad! Because he never had a wisdom for numbers A wisdom for words Though his crown was quite immense His brain was smaller than a bird's So the queen of the nation Made a royal proclamation: "To the Missus and the Messers The more or lessers Bring me all the land's professors" Then she went to the hair dressers
And they came from the east And they came from the south From each college they poured knowledge From their brains into his mouth But the king couldn't learn So each professor met their fate For the queen had their heads removed And placed upon the gate And on that date I state their wives all got a note Their mate was now the late-great
But then suddenly one day A stranger started in to sing He said, "I'm the dirty rascal And I'm here to teach the king" And the queen clutched her jewels For she hated royal fools But this fool had some rules They really ought to teach in schools
Like you'll be a happy king If you enjoy the things you've got You should never try to be The kind of person that you're not So they sang and they laughed For the king had found a friend And they ran onto a rainbow for The story's perfect end
So the moral is you musn't let The outside be the guide For it's not so cut and dried Well unless it's Dr. Jekyll Then you better hide, petrified! No, the truth can't be denied As I now have testified All that really counts and matters Is the special stuff inside
[AUDIENCE] He did it!
[ALL] Oh, a cover is not the book So open it up and take a look 'Cause under the covers one discovers That the king may be a crook
[MARY POPPINS] So please listen to what we've said
[JACK] And open up a book tonight in bed
[MARY POPPINS and JACK] So one more time before we get the hook
I'm not broken is another worthy listen from The One Voice Children's Choir.
It would make a good pair with Celine Dion's Nothing broken but my heart which is on her self-titled album of 1992 which I bought in October 1995.
October 1995 was a good month for me musically - starting off with Mariah Carey's Fantasy and the ancillary singles like One Sweet Day and Underneath the Stars. Deep in the album I started to feel things.
And then there was Sophie B Hawkins As I lay me down to sleep. The first three songs on that are topnotch as is Mr Tugboat Hello and songs 7 and 8. That album is called WHALER and about seven months later I discovered Damn I wish I was your lover from Tongues and Tales.
In film music there was Pochahontas and The colours of the wind.
And The Expression! I listened to them a lot in the early 2000s when I had a working tape-player which had by then been in my life for five and a half years.
[With closed eyes - the Australian version was played on Countdown and Molly Meldrum introduced it in 1983 - there are also great songs on the 1982 album].
August 1994 was the time I started to listen and choose a lot of my own music. My first album was The singles collection 1981-1993 by Kim Wilde and the Wilde family [Marty her dad and Ricky her brother] as well as lots of other composers and songwriters.
[You came - Sopot version - there is a 1988 and a 1992 version - and even a 2008 performance]!
My first single was probably Lisa Loeb's Stay which came from Reality Bites. And one day, a year before, I opened up an Uncle Tobys' roll-up packet and found Gonna see my baby tonight by Jimmy Barnes with guitar licks by Nathan Cavalieri.
It was also my first CD-ROM music in January 1994.
[Gonna see my baby tonight lyrics - first performed by LaDeDa in 1971]
Might also try to find The secret life of pets 2 to see if there is much music in it. I imagine the fans of the latest Toy story will want to share lyrical discoveries and learnings.
(It's gonna be a lovely day) (Me and Joe schooldays)
Finally I enjoyed Classic Trance from 1999-2001 which DelasTrance put up on YouTube. And I tried to look up Touch me I'm sick.
So I think I listened to the first six tunes on the Classic Trance assuming each song is three minutes ... which would probably not be an informed assumption!
1. William Orbit - Adagio For Strings (Ferry Corsten Mix) [1999]
2. Da Hool - Meet Her At The Love Parade (Hooligans 2001 Club Mix) [2001]
3. Mauro Picotto - Lizard (1999 R.A.F. By Picotto remix) [1999]
4. Lange - Drifting Away [2001]
5. Ayla - Liebe (ATB Mix) [1999]
6. ATB – 9PM (Till I Come) (Signum Remix) [1999]
And in the Big Issue [storytelling/fiction edition to drop on 9 August 2019] there was Angie McMahon and her songs about love and trust and shame.
Here are four of them in this New York studio recording - one of them is Pasta - which I would recommend to those new to the McMahon lyric and ethic. Ethos; logos; pathos - right?
Homeless World Cup has just finished in Cardiff.
And I am reading Vanity Fair where the Setons spent time in Ostend and Brussels. Amelia and her brother and lots of people. And Becky Sharp comes through somehow.
