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Showing posts with label music. Show all posts
Showing posts with label music. Show all posts

Wednesday, October 01, 2014

Songs of Mommyhood

The day he was born, I went to McDonald's on my way to the hospital. No lie I did. So we started out his twelfth birthday at the McDonald's near us. We listened to opera and enjoyed their new ultra modern decor. It almost felt like we weren't eating at McDonald's at all.

Watching him while he ate, and listening to him prattle on endlessly about the video game he didn't know he was getting later in that day, it occurred to me that it's only been 12 years since I've changed who I was. Twelve years ago I was pretty deeply into the NOW WHAT stage of being a MOM.
Everything changes when you are a Mom. For instance, music.

There is so much now that is LOU music to me. For instance, while Scott Stapp may be one of Sarah and my favorite jokes of a human, he had this stupid song that was popular while I was pregnant and I would cry my eyes out every time it came on.
To this day I will sing my lungs out when that song comes on. JUDGE ME I DON'T CARE.
Also this one.
Because I was pregnant when this was huge too. And I was marking time every day - worried that it wouldn't work out, as they'd said they didn't think we could have children. (Joke's on THEM eh?).

Then there are songs that are more about him than me, such as this one that he would sway and sing all the time when he was one and two. We actually bought him the CD he loved it so much. Now of course he thinks we're crazy when we tell him this.

Shortly after he loved Kelly Clarkson, he also loved THE SCISSOR SISTERS and would say to us "Play Lou's song Take You Mama Out !"
Yeah, odd choice for a two year old but he loved that song.

Then school events get you as a parent, and for his first assembly, listening to all the little faces sing this one now means I cry when I hear it, remembering how little and cute they all were.
Seriously yes, Miley Cyrus can make me cry.
I will say it's improved over the years. There are less songs I have to cry to. In fact, he's been known to say "Can we listen to some KISS? I want to rock." These words are reassuring.

But 12 years later, some very silly songs have the power to bring me to sobbing, snot faced tears. All because of a little boy they told me I would never have.
It's worth crying over stupid songs.

It's worth every minute of it.

Songs of Mommyhood

The day he was born, I went to McDonald's on my way to the hospital. No lie I did. So we started out his twelfth birthday at the McDonald's near us. We listened to opera and enjoyed their new ultra modern decor. It almost felt like we weren't eating at McDonald's at all.

Watching him while he ate, and listening to him prattle on endlessly about the video game he didn't know he was getting later in that day, it occurred to me that it's only been 12 years since I've changed who I was. Twelve years ago I was pretty deeply into the NOW WHAT stage of being a MOM.
Everything changes when you are a Mom. For instance, music.

There is so much now that is LOU music to me. For instance, while Scott Stapp may be one of Sarah and my favorite jokes of a human, he had this stupid song that was popular while I was pregnant and I would cry my eyes out every time it came on.
To this day I will sing my lungs out when that song comes on. JUDGE ME I DON'T CARE.
Also this one.
Because I was pregnant when this was huge too. And I was marking time every day - worried that it wouldn't work out, as they'd said they didn't think we could have children. (Joke's on THEM eh?).

Then there are songs that are more about him than me, such as this one that he would sway and sing all the time when he was one and two. We actually bought him the CD he loved it so much. Now of course he thinks we're crazy when we tell him this.

Friday, December 02, 2011

So I I Know I'm In My 40s But...

Ok I'm going to own up straight off the bat to liking a terrible song. 
I LIKE MOVES LIKE JAGGER from Maroon 5.
Ok seriously, it's a fluff piece and I'm not above being in love with some serious fluff in my life. I'll bawl like a baby during Steel Magnolias and Fried Green Tomatoes. So I get it. It's a dance tune supposed to be sexy and catchy and festive. It's all of those things. Except that it doesn't make any SENSE.
For a while I thought I had BINGO JED syndrome and was mishearing the lyrics. So I looked them up a couple of different places. I also looked up the Wiki on this song (WTF DOES EVERYTHING HAVE A WIKI?)
So then let's go through it because it starts off making sense.
Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
And aim for my heart
If you feel like
And take me away and make it OK
I swear I'll behave

You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shit
And it goes like this

So far it's ok right? I mean it's like hey girl I like you and I'm trying to impress you to get sexy times. 
Take me by the tongue
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you

All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger

I don't need to try to control you
Look into my eyes and I'll own you

With them moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger


I gotta raise a slight eyebrow at this point because, the whole "take me by the tongue" thing, while meant to be sexy just gives me this image of Willie Wonka grabbing Veruka Salt by the tongue and saying "We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams." And see Gene Wilder isn't sexy and so now I'm in a not sexy place AT ALL with this song which is tragic because Adam Levine IS the sexy as seen HERE:
And Willie Wonka Gene Wilder is NOT as seen HERE:

So already I'm sideways on the sexy with this song. Plus, to me, Mick Jagger isn't really sexy. I didn't ever think he was sexy when he was younger and I really never found him to be a good dancer, if anything he's more like a creepy uncle trying to be sexy when he dances. So, at this point the entire POINT of the song is failing for me. 

But I love me some Adam Levine and a catchy tune so I plod onward.
Maybe it's hard
When you feel like you're broken and scarred
Nothing feels right
But when you're with me
I'll make you believe
That I've got the key

Oh
So get in the car
We can ride it
Wherever you want
Get inside it
And you want to steer
But I'm shifting gears
I'll take it from here (Oh! Yeah yeah!)
And it goes like this (Uh)


Ok so, now, is this a metaphor car? Because if it's a METAPHOR car then I guess she wanted to be on top but now he's going to be on top. That's my take away. Oh and she's got emotional issues from previous relationships and he's going to fix them with sexytimes (see above picture for verification).
Now Xtina Aguilara comes in (see how hip I am with the cool spelling) and she's got this big secret she's going to share with him.
You wanna know how to make me smile
Take control, own me just for the night
And if I share my secret
You're gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this

So watch and learn
I won't show you twice
Head to toe, oooh baby rub me right
But if I share my secret
You're gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this (Ay! Ay! Ay! Aaay!)


And it goes like this



Ok so first off, the Wiki says that this is supposed to be like a sort of flirtation dance that takes place in a club with a guy trying to impress a girl with his dance moves. Well, if that's the case, I'm not sure what sort of club it is because if this girl is showing him what I THINK she is showing him, well, that's just not very ladylike to do in public.

All that aside, I like this damned song.
And it goes like this........

So I I Know I'm In My 40s But...

Ok I'm going to own up straight off the bat to liking a terrible song. 
I LIKE MOVES LIKE JAGGER from Maroon 5.
Ok seriously, it's a fluff piece and I'm not above being in love with some serious fluff in my life. I'll bawl like a baby during Steel Magnolias and Fried Green Tomatoes. So I get it. It's a dance tune supposed to be sexy and catchy and festive. It's all of those things. Except that it doesn't make any SENSE.
For a while I thought I had BINGO JED syndrome and was mishearing the lyrics. So I looked them up a couple of different places. I also looked up the Wiki on this song (WTF DOES EVERYTHING HAVE A WIKI?)
So then let's go through it because it starts off making sense.
Just shoot for the stars
If it feels right
And aim for my heart
If you feel like
And take me away and make it OK
I swear I'll behave

You wanted control
So we waited
I put on a show
Now I make it
You say I'm a kid
My ego is big
I don't give a shit
And it goes like this

So far it's ok right? I mean it's like hey girl I like you and I'm trying to impress you to get sexy times. 
Take me by the tongue
And I'll know you
Kiss me 'til you're drunk
And I'll show you

All the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger

I don't need to try to control you
Look into my eyes and I'll own you

With them moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger
I've got the moves like Jagger


I gotta raise a slight eyebrow at this point because, the whole "take me by the tongue" thing, while meant to be sexy just gives me this image of Willie Wonka grabbing Veruka Salt by the tongue and saying "We are the music makers, and we are the dreamers of dreams." And see Gene Wilder isn't sexy and so now I'm in a not sexy place AT ALL with this song which is tragic because Adam Levine IS the sexy as seen HERE:
And Willie Wonka Gene Wilder is NOT as seen HERE:

So already I'm sideways on the sexy with this song. Plus, to me, Mick Jagger isn't really sexy. I didn't ever think he was sexy when he was younger and I really never found him to be a good dancer, if anything he's more like a creepy uncle trying to be sexy when he dances. So, at this point the entire POINT of the song is failing for me. 

But I love me some Adam Levine and a catchy tune so I plod onward.
Maybe it's hard
When you feel like you're broken and scarred
Nothing feels right
But when you're with me
I'll make you believe
That I've got the key

Oh
So get in the car
We can ride it
Wherever you want
Get inside it
And you want to steer
But I'm shifting gears
I'll take it from here (Oh! Yeah yeah!)
And it goes like this (Uh)


Ok so, now, is this a metaphor car? Because if it's a METAPHOR car then I guess she wanted to be on top but now he's going to be on top. That's my take away. Oh and she's got emotional issues from previous relationships and he's going to fix them with sexytimes (see above picture for verification).
Now Xtina Aguilara comes in (see how hip I am with the cool spelling) and she's got this big secret she's going to share with him.
You wanna know how to make me smile
Take control, own me just for the night
And if I share my secret
You're gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this

So watch and learn
I won't show you twice
Head to toe, oooh baby rub me right
But if I share my secret
You're gonna have to keep it
Nobody else can see this (Ay! Ay! Ay! Aaay!)


And it goes like this



Ok so first off, the Wiki says that this is supposed to be like a sort of flirtation dance that takes place in a club with a guy trying to impress a girl with his dance moves. Well, if that's the case, I'm not sure what sort of club it is because if this girl is showing him what I THINK she is showing him, well, that's just not very ladylike to do in public.

All that aside, I like this damned song.
And it goes like this........