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I Can Still Remember

A long long time ago, I can still remember how that music used to make me smile. And I knew if I had my chance, I could make those people dance and maybe they’d be happy for awhile~Don McLean, American Pie

When I was young, my grandmother gave me all of my aunt’s 45 rpm single records. Up until that point, I had been listening to nursery rhyme type songs on my little portable record player. I went from ‘How much is that doggie in the window?’ to Elvis Presley lamenting that his letter kept getting sent back , David Cassidy being afraid of love , Joan Baez teaching me about  the Civil War , or The Animals warning me not to get sent to prison , and many fun  silly songs in between. Soon, my favorite pastime became lip-syncing to the songs as I danced around, trying to reenact the lyrics. I could play a mean fake piano during The Entertainer, as long as I was wearing my grandfather’s old fedora.

Once, when I was with my parents at a picnic, one of my mother’s musician friends was playing his guitar. I immediately recognized the tune to American Pie and I blurted out “I know that song!” He was skeptical, thinking I had just heard it on a commercial or something. But I said “No! I know all the words!” So then shy little me, the one who generally hid behind my mother’s legs, proceeded to sing every single word just to prove him wrong.

I still have most of those RPMs, though I rarely play them anymore. I still sing many of them, while I’m doing mundane tasks like emptying the dishwasher or ironing clothes. I tend to get really into singing them though, which makes my tasks take extra long to do. Oh, well. If you can’t whistle while you work (because I can’t whistle) belt out the words to ‘The Night Chicago Died’ instead! In over dramatic fashion, of course, complete with siren sound effects…



Posted by on August 28, 2017 in Music


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Twenty One Pilots: Can’t Help Falling In Love

My daughter lives and breathes Twenty One Pilots. My mother bought her a ukulele for Christmas (the same brand as Tyler Joseph, OMG!) and she plays it daily. So it’s become a ‘if you can’t beat them, join them’ mentality in our house in regards to this band. Not that I need a whole lot of persuading to listen to them, because I do really like their sound all on it’s own.

I ran across this video last night, while falling into the time suck that is YouTube. I not only instantly loved this rendition of Elvis Presley’s ‘Can’t Help Falling in Love’ but I like the video too. The part where the crowd sings along brings a smile to my face and a tear to my eye. I’m so sentimental!



Posted by on June 10, 2017 in Music


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So Many Wasted Hours

I felt a connection to one of Jamie Dornan’s songs and it inspired me to blog about him. I’ve since downloaded several songs by Sons of Jim and have been happily enjoying them. but I’ve hit a snag. I’m not exactly sure what the lyrics are to the chorus of My Burning Sun. I thought I knew what they were but then I ran across a set of lyrics on the net and…they’re different. the horror!

no, this is horror! vampires who entice kids with drugs and dancing; they're old enough to know better...

horror? more like cheese with a side of craic


So I set to work and kicked my obsessive self into over-drive, listening to the song over and over: stopping, jumping ahead, jumping behind. I sought the aid of friends and even my 10 year old daughter, yet we’re still at an impasse.

I think song lyrics are the least of your problems.

I think song lyrics are the least of your problems.


Here’s my dilemma (click on this link, if you feel like humoring me): during the chorus when the song says

don’t tell me you can’t see you’re everything___

the lyrics are cited as being “and everyone”, while I think it’s “I’d ever want”. I like my way better. “everything and everyone” is a bit presumptuous, don’t you think? this person may be great but is she better than everything and everyone? whereas if she were better than everything he’d ever want, that’s more personal and thus more meaningful. now I know what you’re thinking, and the answer is: yes, I do make things more difficult then they have to be. let’s leave that alone for now though, and move on to some other parts of the song.

by all means. let's tear it all apart!

by all means. let’s tear it apart!


Before the chorus we hear:

___don’t ever pacify

the lyrics I’ve read state it as being “a cigaret and some chocolate”, while I clearly hear just “cigarettes and chocolate”. that moves on into:

there’s gotta be some daylight through the darkest sky, you could make it__

I think it says “light”, while it’s suggested that it’s “alive”. light just makes more sense to me. if he’s searching for some light through the darkness, then she could be that light. then after the chorus it says:

so many wasted hours, __and__

it’s suggested that the lyrics are “letdowns and burnouts”. I’m just going to go with that because I’m not really sure what that first word is. letdowns does make sense within context, so I’m good with that one (see, I’m not always difficult!)

Jamie's trying to remember what the lyrics actually are...

Jamie, trying to remember what the lyrics actually are


I mean no disrespect to the person(s) who submitted these lyrics for the song. I could be totally out in left field, chasing butterflies instead of catching home runs. it has happened before: once, when I was trying to figure out the lyrics to Natalie Merchant’s The Lowlands of Holland – I didn’t have internet access then, hard to imagine now. did I truly know anything before Google?

there are how many burger joints near me? how could I not know this?!

there are how many burger joints near me? why did I not know this?!


anyways, I was having trouble with the line “to fight the enemy”. instead of “enemy”, I got “anemone” stuck in my head and just couldn’t hear anything else. I knew that was ridiculous, the soldier in the song wasn’t going to leave his marriage bed to go off and fight sea anemones! my mind likes to sabotage itself. routinely & often.

"I can't stand it. I know you planned it"

‘I can’t stand it, I know you planned it’


do I have a point to this winding post? not really. I’d just like to say that if my guess at the lyrics are wrong, they should be changed. that’s free advice, Jamie, no charge. because I like you so much. even if others can’t understand what you’re singing…



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Posted by on March 21, 2015 in Music


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My Burning Sun

After I spent a whole weekend binge-watching Jamie Dornan in The Fall, I decided I wanted to know more about him. I went the usual route of finding fan archive-type sites and browsing through interviews on YouTube. It didn’t take long before I discovered something that definitely peaked my interest: Jamie is musically inclined. That’s a soft spot for me and so I was thrilled, especially when I heard a recording of “My Burning Sun”. I liked the upbeat tempo of the song, the style, and the lyrics. The sentiment was rather serendipitous and mirrored not only my increasing curiosity about Jamie, but also the spark he seemed to light in me that’s been dulled as of late.

it’s no coincidence the rain is gone
and you’ve become my burning sun



If this is “terrible”, like Jamie claims, then I have crap taste in music because I really like it! We’re our own worst critics, so I’m just going to ignore Jamie’s personal critique.


I like the rawness of a good acoustic song, one that you can feel through those seeming “flaws”. that’s what gives it personality, heart, and that’s what speaks to me. The caressing vocals of ‘Fairytale’, and haunting melody of ‘All the Wrong Answers’ had no problem grabbing me and pulling me in. Sons of Jim, though now defunct, have found themselves a new fan.
David Alexander and Jamie Dornan of “Sons of Jim”

David Alexander and Jamie Dornan, ‘Sons of Jim’


Posted by on March 21, 2015 in Music


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Bobby Long



Bobby Long is a British singer-songwriter that I have been following for a few years now. His folksy sound, paired with a raspy voice and gift for storytelling, is the type of music that I’m drawn to the most. I became familiar with his songs through his Eps and live performances.

I grew to love the structure of his work, the way the chorus breaks away from the main so enticingly, and how his flawless finger-picking never fails to entrance.


When his debut album, A Winter Tale, came out I was hooked instantly. The haunting lyrics of A Stranger Song quickly became my favorite, pulling me in and capturing me with lines like:

A woman with your kind of heart
could make a man spill his every flaw



and the enticing chorus:

Does your heart beat so softly without warning?
Does it beat out to the slow pace of the morning?


Bobby is currently based in New York City. He has a second album, Wishbone, that he is promoting. He regularly offers up new songs on his website too.


I’ve enjoyed watching the transformation from small town British boy, to determined young man who is making his dreams a reality. I’ll continue to keep an eye, and ear, out for all that he has to offer.


This promo video for A Winter Tale gives interesting background on Bobby’s writing style and the path he traveled to get here:

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Posted by on March 29, 2014 in Music


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