Unlocking the obscure musical selections that rattle around in my mind...
Friday, February 15, 2013
Anti love songs...
Yesterday, I blogged on a different music blog about anti-love songs, mainly in response to someone on Facebook who took me to task for being "mean" to lonely people. For the record, it was never my intention to be mean or offensive to anyone. We had a rather unpleasant exchange at the end of which I invited her to unfriend me if I was that annoying to her. She didn't unfriend me, but I was left feeling kind of pissed.
I should probably thank her, though, since she inspired my Valentine's Day post. I had a lot of fun finding anti love songs... I'm not going to post them here, since that would be redundant. I just wanted to say it was surprisingly enjoyable wracking my brain for anti-Valentine's Day songs. It beats posting stuff about this...
I admire Sir Paul McCartney a great deal, but sometimes his lyrics are ridiculous. I guess I have no reason to criticize, though, since he's made a mint with his "Silly Love Songs"...
I'd rather hear Paul McCartney sing that song than Donny and Marie... and Sonny and Cher. Yikes!
There are people out there, as you well know, who were either born utterly humorless, or perhaps something in their lives - a rotten upbringing, a parent or caregiver who saw no fun or humor in anything, I suppose the possibilities are endless -- took way from them any possibility of experiencing or enjoying humor. I don't personally consider this much of an excuse, as I spent many months when my mom was undergoing treatment for leukemia in the care of relatives who found loud laughter to be a serious sin, nd I'm still as capable as laughing is the next person.
On an unrelated topic, my dad used to have on an old homemade cassette he'd recorded from the radio, a bizarre song called "Eat My Shorts. Ithink the cassette itself was long ago eaten dad's car cassette player. I don't remember much from the song, except that the refrain was something like, "The love we had in't worth saving. See you in court. Eat my shorts." My brother and I used to beg him to play that song when we were little. We were probably far to young (maybe three years old) to find such humor in a song of that nature, but find humor in it we did. My mother would have had a cow had she known he was regularly playing it for us. My dad probably remembers it. I should ask him if he could play and sing it for me.
LOL... Oh yeah, I know that song "Eat My Shorts". I think it was done by Rick Dees, the same guy famous for "Disco Duck". Now I have to post it just for you...
To me,Sir Paul McCartney always did his best work with John Lennon. Was Lennon posthumously knighted? Is that -- posthumous knighting -- even something the Brits do?
I think my favorite Lennon/McCartney lyrics, with or without the gorgeous and fitting accompanying scores, would have to be, in no particular order "If I Fell," which was my favorite Beatles' song as a child, "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds," "Hey Jude," "Blaclbird," "I Will, and "Let It Be." Even though we now supposely know who was cheifly responsibly for each work, I like the idea that they chose to go with joint credit for each song.
Regarding both Donny and Marie and Sonny and Cher, both of which I was too young to catch on TV, I believe the world of TV is poorer for the absence of good variety shows. All those competitive singing and dancing programs are not without value in their own right, but so were yesterday's variety shows.
The Osmonds as a family were a piece of work, so to speak. I've heard numerous interviews where many if not most of them said that if they had it to do over, they would not have chosen to go the way of show business, as it was too tough and took away too much of their youths and lives. Wayne even blamed being "an Osmond," as in part of the entertainment family, for giving him brain cancer.
My answer to them was that even without show business, it never would have been their choice, nor would their lives really have been their own. They had a totalitarian father who would have found a way to rob them of much of their childhoods and youths even if his original plan of a giant family-owned hardware store had materialized instead of their entertainment careers. The man was beyond controlling, and their lives still would not have been typical even of children being raised in somewhat extreme LDS homes. Wayne wrote of a time when, as a young elementary school-aged child, he dared bring a=two friends home with him after school to play. The two friends were promptly sent away by George Osmond. The Osmond children had no shot at typical lives even by extreme LDS standards.
I know the Omonds revere their father, and did when he was alive as well, but something in the way they related to him was amiss. For one thing, their father didn't even allow his children to call him "Dad" because our Father in Heaven wasn't addressed in such an informal manner, so why should he, George Osmond, or his wife, be afforded any less respect than God should be. How can a healthy parent/child relationship exist under such a scenario?
By most accounts, Mrs. Osmond was gentler and more mild-mannered with her children, but she, too, was "Mother" rather than "Mom" or "Mommy" for the same reason her husband was "Father." Furthermore, she didn't exactly encourage other children to visit the family home and play with her children, either. If for no other reason, shouldn't the Osmonds have occasionally invited other children into their family circle simply because not all children are fortunate to have been born into loving and intact families? Might it have been selfish of the elder Osmonds not to ever allow other children to share in the love and security of their family? No one was asking them to adopt the needy children who might have been in school with their children. Simply allowing those children to play at their home once in awhile might have been an act of charity they could have managed without too much inconvenience.
Regardind Sonny and Cher, i have a couple of memories. One I heard from a lady who lived near a relative of Cher's. The lady had a deadbeat husband and so was a single parent. Once Cher was transporting her own two children, the child of the lady of whom I spoke, and one other child.
Elijah Blue,Cher's son with Gregg Allman, was allegedly complaining during the car trip about something his father was supposed to have done for him but had not done. Cher's response to her son was something to the effect of, "I'm sorry, Elijah. I wish your father had come through for you.; but you need to realize that having a good father isn't exactly the norm in this area. I had a lousy father. [My acquaintance's child] has a father who is not involved in her life. [The other child in the car] has an uninvolved father. Chas is the only person in this car who has a good father. It just isn't all that common around here to have functional fathers. I'm sorry that your situation isn't better, but it's jst thee waytings are."
i have no idea what the circumstances were surrounding any of those fsthers and their respective relationships with their children (other than that of the lady with whom I am acquainted), but I give Cher credit for acknowledging Sonny as a good father even after a divorce and remarriage. And the fact that Sonny's widow, Nary, asked Cher to eulogize him at his funeral spoke volumes.
A mental image I hold of Sonny Bono, which I saw in an old People magazine (I think; memory can be fleeting, and it could have another magazine) my mom had lying around for quite awhile, was of a situation following a crash of a bus containing Girl Scouts traveling in the Palm Springs area. Five of the girls were killed.
The Mayor of Palm Springs at the time, Sonny reportedly showed up immediately at the scene of the accident and began helping to carry stretchers. The picture I remember from the magazine, as I recall it, was of Sonny Bono and some of the injured in a trench or ditch of some sort. Sonny was wearing latex gloves. One girl was apparently having a bleeding crisis. As I recall, Sonny was applying direct pressure to the wound on the girl's arm as paramedics dealt with crises of greater severity. To the left of Sonny was a young girl who may not have been so seriously injured as others but was obviously traumatized and very upset by the accident. With his gloved left hand, Sonny held the chikd's right hand in attempt to comfort her as he worked to stabilize the other child until the paramedics could get to her.
It's the image that always comes to mind now when I think of Sonny Bono.
There are people out there, as you well know, who were either born utterly humorless, or perhaps something in their lives - a rotten upbringing, a parent or caregiver who saw no fun or humor in anything, I suppose the possibilities are endless -- took way from them any possibility of experiencing or enjoying humor. I don't personally consider this much of an excuse, as I spent many months when my mom was undergoing treatment for leukemia in the care of relatives who found loud laughter to be a serious sin, nd I'm still as capable as laughing is the next person.
ReplyDeleteOn an unrelated topic, my dad used to have on an old homemade cassette he'd recorded from the radio, a bizarre song called "Eat My Shorts. Ithink the cassette itself was long ago eaten dad's car cassette player. I don't remember much from the song, except that the refrain was something like, "The love we had in't worth saving. See you in court. Eat my shorts." My brother and I used to beg him to play that song when we were little. We were probably far to young (maybe three years old) to find such humor in a song of that nature, but find humor in it we did. My mother would have had a cow had she known he was regularly playing it for us. My dad probably remembers it. I should ask him if he could play and sing it for me.
LOL... Oh yeah, I know that song "Eat My Shorts". I think it was done by Rick Dees, the same guy famous for "Disco Duck". Now I have to post it just for you...
ReplyDeleteTo me,Sir Paul McCartney always did his best work with John Lennon. Was Lennon posthumously knighted? Is that -- posthumous knighting -- even something the Brits do?
ReplyDeleteI think my favorite Lennon/McCartney lyrics, with or without the gorgeous and fitting accompanying scores, would have to be, in no particular order "If I Fell," which was my favorite Beatles' song as a child, "Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds," "Hey Jude," "Blaclbird," "I Will, and "Let It Be." Even though we now supposely know who was cheifly responsibly for each work, I like the idea that they chose to go with joint credit for each song.
Regarding both Donny and Marie and Sonny and Cher, both of which I was too young to catch on TV, I believe the world of TV is poorer for the absence of good variety shows. All those competitive singing and dancing programs are not without value in their own right, but so were yesterday's variety shows.
The Osmonds as a family were a piece of work, so to speak. I've heard numerous interviews where many if not most of them said that if they had it to do over, they would not have chosen to go the way of show business, as it was too tough and took away too much of their youths and lives. Wayne even blamed being "an Osmond," as in part of the entertainment family, for giving him brain cancer.
My answer to them was that even without show business, it never would have been their choice, nor would their lives really have been their own. They had a totalitarian father who would have found a way to rob them of much of their childhoods and youths even if his original plan of a giant family-owned hardware store had materialized instead of their entertainment careers. The man was beyond controlling, and their lives still would not have been typical even of children being raised in somewhat extreme LDS homes.
Wayne wrote of a time when, as a young elementary school-aged child, he dared bring a=two friends home with him after school to play. The two friends were promptly sent away by George Osmond. The Osmond children had no shot at typical lives even by extreme LDS standards.
I know the Omonds revere their father, and did when he was alive as well, but something in the way they related to him was amiss. For one thing, their father didn't even allow his children to call him "Dad" because our Father in Heaven wasn't addressed in such an informal manner, so why should he, George Osmond, or his wife, be afforded any less respect than God should be. How can a healthy parent/child relationship exist under such a scenario?
By most accounts, Mrs. Osmond was gentler and more mild-mannered with her children, but she, too, was "Mother" rather than "Mom" or "Mommy" for the same reason her husband was "Father." Furthermore, she didn't exactly encourage other children to visit the family home and play with her children, either. If for no other reason, shouldn't the Osmonds have occasionally invited other children into their family circle simply because not all children are fortunate to have been born into loving and intact families? Might it have been selfish of the elder Osmonds not to ever allow other children to share in the love and security of their family? No one was asking them to adopt the needy children who might have been in school with their children. Simply allowing those children to play at their home once in awhile might have been an act of charity they could have managed without too much inconvenience.
Regardind Sonny and Cher, i have a couple of memories. One I heard from a lady who lived near a relative of Cher's. The lady had a deadbeat husband and so was a single parent. Once Cher was transporting her own two children, the child of the lady of whom I spoke, and one other child.
ReplyDeleteElijah Blue,Cher's son with Gregg Allman, was allegedly complaining during the car trip about something his father was supposed to have done for him but had not done. Cher's response to her son was something to the effect of, "I'm sorry, Elijah. I wish your father had come through for you.; but you need to realize that having a good father isn't exactly the norm in this area. I had a lousy father. [My acquaintance's child] has a father who is not involved in her life. [The other child in the car] has an uninvolved father. Chas is the only person in this car who has a good father. It just isn't all that common around here to have functional fathers. I'm sorry that your situation isn't better, but it's jst thee waytings are."
i have no idea what the circumstances were surrounding any of those fsthers and their respective relationships with their children (other than that of the lady with whom I am acquainted), but I give Cher credit for acknowledging Sonny as a good father even after a divorce and remarriage. And the fact that Sonny's widow, Nary, asked Cher to eulogize him at his funeral spoke volumes.
A mental image I hold of Sonny Bono, which I saw in an old People magazine (I think; memory can be fleeting, and it could have another magazine) my mom had lying around for quite awhile, was of a situation following a crash of a bus containing Girl Scouts traveling in the Palm Springs area. Five of the girls were killed.
The Mayor of Palm Springs at the time, Sonny reportedly showed up immediately at the scene of the accident and began helping to carry stretchers. The picture I remember from the magazine, as I recall it, was of Sonny Bono and some of the injured in a trench or ditch of some sort. Sonny was wearing latex gloves. One girl was apparently having a bleeding crisis. As I recall, Sonny was applying direct pressure to the wound on the girl's arm as paramedics dealt with crises of greater severity. To the left of Sonny was a young girl who may not have been so seriously injured as others but was obviously traumatized and very upset by the accident. With his gloved left hand, Sonny held the chikd's right hand in attempt to comfort her as he worked to stabilize the other child until the paramedics could get to her.
It's the image that always comes to mind now when I think of Sonny Bono.
Yeah, I never got the sense that Sonny Bono was a bad guy. He even did a cameo on The Golden Girls.
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