October 16, 2002

• There are several songs running through my mind.  Kind of like Allison and Michaels’ mice.  I never know where they come from and I never know how long they will stay.  Two seem to have taken up permanent residence in my brain and no matter what I do they won’t completely go away.  I get a break every now and then and will hear, briefly, another song. Then it’s right back to one of the two stuck originals.  The only thing that’s keeping me from going completely insane is that they are both excellant songs.  Beautiful music and incredible lyrics. 

  
  

  The first to get stuck is Breathing by Life house:

  
  

  “I am hanging on every word you say, and even if you don’t wannna speak tonight that’s allright, allright with me.  Cause I want nothing more than sit outside heavens’ door and listen to you breathing, it’s where I want to be. ”

  
  

  The second piece is Kiss from a Rose by Seal:

  
  

  “There used to be a greying tower alone on the sea.  You became the light on the dark side of me.            Love remained a drug that’s the high not the pill.      But did you know, that when it snows,  my eyes become large and the light that you shine can be seen.                                                                I compare you to a kiss from a rose on the grey.”

  
  

  Now, all of this is well and good and wouldn’t be a problem except I spend a lot of time alone or doing things that don’t require any effort of thought.  This leaves the brain wide open for musical onslaught.  And these two songs are slaughtering my brain.

  
  

  I guess it could be worse it could be something like ring around the rosie or Blue by Leann Rhymes.  When I worked at the grocery store they had lovely canned music and I got to hear Blue three times an hour for nine hours a day.  Management claimed that it was so popular at the time that when people heard it over the speakers they slowed their shopping time down which in turn means more time in the store and translates into more purchases, and a happier shopping experience.  So when you hear a good song in a store remember that little thought.  It’s all geared toward a certain market.  anyway I digress…back to music.

  
  

  The song that this week is giving me a small break from the other two is; 

  
  

  Soak up the Sun by Sheryl Crow:

  
  

  I’m gonna soak up the sun, I’m gonna  tell everyone to lighten up.                                                   I’m gonna tell ‘em that I’ve got no-one to blame every time I feel lame I’m looking up.

  
  

  I don’t have digital, I don’t have diddly squat.       It’s not having what you want, it’s wanting what you’ve got.

  
  

  So here I am on my day off torturing myself with music and silly me I could be torturing myself with cleaning the house or doing laundry or cleaning toilet bowls…ad naseum.  just pick one. 

  
  

  Thought for the day…If June Cleaver had a computer she would have had a dirty house and her furniture wouldn’t be so shiny.

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