music:"When you're in love" Murray Head
Reading: The Montreal Gazette:: article on how highschool students know less about sex ed these days than in 198
Wednesday, Sept. 10, 2003 - 6:02 p.m.
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Murray Head and Columbine
Murray Head and Columbine
So much living so little time. Funny how in grade school and highschool and even in university many times, it felt like too much time, and I didnt live enough... now i dont know how i was bored. Depression perhaps closes eyes to the world out there.
RIght now I am listening to Murray Head... I bought a second hand cd with "Say it aint so, Joe" on it... one of my favorite songs from 1985 (yes, I know it's older than that, but it was a favorite of the staff in the resto I worked in end of Aug/early Sept '85)... we would close at 4am, and the front doors would still be open as the staff cleaned up for the 5am opening for the breakfast clients. I would be closing the kitchen. Washing lettuce, making vinaigrette and cheese spread for the croque monsieurs from scratch. (mmm, emmenthal cheese and white wine)... the doors would be open onto the terrace, the sky would start to lighten, and Murray Head would sing achingly "say it aint so" over and over when they cranked up the volume.
Anyways... bought today the cd (i only had it on vinyl)...it is a later recording called "when you're in love" and has a lot of jazz/latin influence. Thinking about how some of the words and songs strike a note in me. And how that it is so sad when people limit themselves to genres. How they cannot hear that singers and styles they deem horrid for whatever reasons say the same things as the cool artists they listen to. How we all live the same range of things. Love, death, friendship, heartbreak, fear, loneliness, happiness, anger, political involvement, ambition....
In this cd, the song strikes a chord. whether i am here or not, life goes on. so one has not to despair and think what is the point of being there. The point of being there is to be there. To experience it yourself because you can. It is the same reason to participate in life, as to go to a concert. No one will miss you if you arent there, maybe a few friends who dont want to go it alone, or maybe you will save someone's life if the concert hall will burn down. But the show will go on without you... the music will be there, the fans will have a good time. You go to the show for yourself. To enjoy it. To participate. To be part of it.
That is why to live life. To enjoy it. To experience it, to participate. To be part of it. For yourself. And maybe you will make life less lonely for a few others near you. And maybe you will save someone's life if you happen to be there. Or maybe not.
That is not the point. Anyways. Enjoying Murray Head today. (but why does he sing One Night in Bangkok?... i just looked in the record liner to see who wrote it... aagh! the two men from ABBA! what a weird world!! heehee! And who knew Murray Head sings in French?? Hey, who knows? Maybe 20 years from now I will be writing books in Chinese!!!
I watched Bowling for Columbine last night /this am... ie from 5-7am... agh! It is very funny, but totally freaky informative. I guess i never thought about all these other countries of the world being violent (like Britain, Japan, Germany, Russia), or about 7 million firearms in Canada. The little comic book history of the scared Americans was entertaining and a great hypothesis! Hearing Charlton Heston say that he has a gun to feel safe, but that he knows he is in no danger was such an interesting admission of illogical fear. Besides that, i realize how much we glamourize these negative things. Made me want to put some disclaimer or somesuch on the Detroit Shooting part of my webpages. Agh.
Anyways, highly entertaining and highly laudible movie. Michael Moore is the greatest. Someone in whose footsteps to follow.
Byebye for now.
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Goodbye Michael. May your next life be kinder to you. - Thursday, Jun. 25, 2009
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