Some musical expressions of the heart

After writing this morning’s post, I was listening to some music and realized that the subconscious had chosen to listen to a song that expressed things well.  This happened the other day as well.  So I share as a sort of music before-and-after.  Or, more accurately, and current-and-potential.

The truth is that while most of the parts of my life that have to do with only or mostly me (work, school, future career, health, spirituality, etc.) have all been trending upward, the parts of my life that have to do with others (family, friends, lovers) has been fairly stagnant for a while now.  Part of that is due to where my focus has been, but part is certainly just a reluctance to get “out there”, or whatever.

Anyway, a couple of songs along those themes that you would not normally hear back-to-back.  The sad one first, off of Sting’s second solo album.  The video cracks me up — he’s like a cross between David Beckham, Zoolander, a teen trying to cover up the fact that he has braces, and a vampire character !?  On a personal note, I may have just committed to developing this hairstyle.  Monthly updates are forthcoming.  And I will totally work on that clapping style at the end – I bet the ladies love that!  The funniest thing is at one point, it sounds like the VHS tape pinches…haha.  Pre-digital bitches!

And then a more upbeat tune from Widespread Panic, rapidly becoming one of my favorite songs of theirs.  I give you the studio and one live version of the Panic song (to appreciate the live version you must have decent speakers — DO NOT think that what is coming out of yur dippy computer speakers is what this band sounds like live.)  They are…well…exactly what they are…a bunch of old(er) (mostly) white dudes playing some uniquely funky (yet poppy) variation of southern rock in front of a bunch of screaming and dancing (and also mostly white) people who are typically doing either the hippie-I’m-on-drugs dance, the I-just-think-I-saw-Jesus-and-so-have-both-arms-up-in-exaltation-dance (which somewhat surprisingly fills in as the default heavy metal dance at times) or the favorite of white folk everywhere, the frat-boy-sway-back-and-forth-without-arm-movement dance, which is similar to the old-white-guy-dance except the old white guy hold his arms somewhat up and forward and snaps his fingers slightly off of the beat like he’s pretending to be a cool jazz musician.  It’s not a complete shock that Panic leads consecutive sell-outs of Colorado’s Red Rocks Ampitheatre, as Colorado is one of the least diverse places imaginable, as well noted by the following:

On a personal note, even though I was not a frat boy, I generally fall into the sway-back-and-forth dance category, unless, of course, I happen to be on drugs, in which case, I switch to full-on hippie craziness.  Luckily I stay away from old white man dance, or at least I have to date.  Weddings are an acceptable exception, according to standard white guy by-laws.  By the way I hope I didn’t offend any white people with these comments about white dancing.  But seriously, we suck.  I guess it is the cold medicine talking, after all I have step throat so I’m on drugs.  Two parts Gentleman Jack, one part Ny-Quill.  Yee-hah!

As usual, lyrics are below.  May all beings find love and companionship, and may white people eventually, for the love of god and all that is holy, develop some god-damned rhythm.  Enjoy!

Be Still My Beating Heart – Sting

Be still my beating heart
It would be better to be cool
It’s not time to be open just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget
Be still my beating heart
Or I’ll be taken for a fool
It’s not healthy to run at this pace
The blood runs so red to my face
I’ve been to every single book I know
To soothe the thoughts that plague me so

I sink like a stone that’s been thrown in the ocean
My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart

Restore my broken dreams
Shattered like a falling glass
I’m not ready to be broken just yet
A lesson once learned is so hard to forget

Be still my beating heart
You must learn to stand your ground
It’s not healthy to run at this pace
The blood runs so red to my face
I’ve been to every single book I know
To soothe the thoughts that plague me so

Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart

Never to be wrong
Never to make promises that break
It’s like singing in the wind
Or writing on the surface of a lake
And I wriggle like a fish caught on dry land
And I struggle to avoid any help at hand

I sink like a stone that’s been thrown in the ocean
My logic has drowned in a sea of emotion
Stop before you start
Be still my beating heart

Climb to Safety – Widespread Panic

you can hear, hear it comin’
like a train out of control
it surely leaves you wonderin’
exactly where your ticket goes
scream at the conductor
he’s been deaf for 20 years
hear the other people laughin’
as it grinds to where it began

go to grab your nerve
you find that it’s been missin’
see you’ve lost your faith
in everyone you know
well i surely hope
that you dont plan on winnin’
there’s no payin more attention
won’t until you care
you are seconds from the impact
and were movin way too slow

you say time will surely mold you
into somethin’ you dont like
now your runnin’ like a rabbit
stick your finger in the dyke
look around your room
you find the bed is peelin’
your effective skin is fallin’ off your bones
well i must admit i know just how your feelin’

we must grab eachothers collar
must rise out of the water
to know as well as i do and
it’s no fun to die alone

after all that i’ve been through
your the only one that matters
(climb to safety)
you never left me in the dark
here on my own
(climb to safety)
i can hear the water risin’
let me be your ladder
(climb to saftey)
i promise you’ll be dry
and never be alone

tell me love has always scared you
like the things under your bed
baby we can walk on water
like some junkies swore they did
you call me on the phone
you say that it is crucial
stick your fingers in your ears till they explode
mind his business and roll along as usual

we must grab eachothers collar
rise out of the water
to know as well as i do and
it’s no fun to die alone

after all that i’ve been through
your the only one that matters
(climb to safety)
you never left me in the dark
here on my own
(climb to safety)
i can hear the water risin’
let me be your ladder
(climb to saftey)
i promise you’ll be dry
and never be alone

after all that i’ve been through
your the only one that matters
(climb to safety)
you never left me in the dark
here on my own
(climb to safety)
i can hear the water risin’
let me be your ladder
(climb to saftey)
i promise you’ll be dry
and never be alone

yeah yeah climb to saftey
whoa whoa climb to saftey (safety)
yeah yeah climb to safety

 

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