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Lady Gaga's a polarizing performer. People either love her or hate her, and then there are the people who are fairly indifferent, but for the most part she creates very strong feelings in a general audience. I find it fascinating, and a little disheartening.
I was all ready to despise Gaga. I heard Pokerface one day in a restaurant and literally went, "Who the hell is this?" I judged her then and there because, hey, it was pop music, and if there's anything I'm quick and happy to judge, it's pop music.
But then someone showed me a clip of Gaga performing a stripped-down version where it was just her and her piano, and I was left saying, "Well, she's got pipes, but you wouldn't know it from the music she's got playing on the radio right now."
Within a few months, I began to slowly warm up to her. I heard Paparazzi and fell in grudging love with it, and then I saw her a stripped-down performance of the song and loved it even more. Before long, I had to admit to myself that I was starting to become a fan.
Her Bad Romance video was the tipping point. At the end of that, I just sat there going, "Is this really it? Is someone actually doing this? Tiptoeing on to the music scene with the tried and true pop star mold only to turn around and put out songs and music videos of actual substance with valuable ideas and messages, instead of the tired love-and-sex model for hit songs?"
And it's pretty clear by now that's exactly what she did. She studied the industry to find out exactly how to be successful so that she could then put out the messages she's actually interested in sharing with the world.
A message of acceptance and inclusion; a message about the birth of a new generation of people who refuse to persecute others based on how we differ, but rather to celebrate those differences and come together as a supportive, loving community of diversity.
Whatever you think about Gaga, you cannot deny that that is a fucking beautiful message. And in a time and place where a lot of pop music is about superficiality, it is a breath of fresh air to see someone who is genuinely authentic about humanitarian issues.
You don't have to like her music, but the fact that I like it is not a fucking crime. I am allowed to love Lady Gaga, and her music, and her performances, just as you are allowed to dislike them. Just say that, though: "I don't like Lady Gaga's music." Don't say, "Her music is shit. She's stupid and unoriginal and gimmicky." The message you're sending there is that I like shitty music, that I am foolish for liking someone who is, apparently, stupid, unoriginal and gimmicky in how she presents her music. And that's just rude. Dislike her performance style and music, but leave the cattiness at home, okay?
Music is personal. There are people out there who love the music you hate, and they're allowed to. There are people out there who hate the music you love, and they're allowed to as well.
But music is wonderful because it can unite people. It can lift us up and give us courage and conviction. It can be a refuge, our very best friend when we feel like we can't go on. And because music is all that and more, I think it's worth at least trying to be respectful of others' tastes, no matter how they differ from our own.
Essentially, we shouldn't have to feel ashamed of the music we love.
I was all ready to despise Gaga. I heard Pokerface one day in a restaurant and literally went, "Who the hell is this?" I judged her then and there because, hey, it was pop music, and if there's anything I'm quick and happy to judge, it's pop music.
But then someone showed me a clip of Gaga performing a stripped-down version where it was just her and her piano, and I was left saying, "Well, she's got pipes, but you wouldn't know it from the music she's got playing on the radio right now."
Within a few months, I began to slowly warm up to her. I heard Paparazzi and fell in grudging love with it, and then I saw her a stripped-down performance of the song and loved it even more. Before long, I had to admit to myself that I was starting to become a fan.
Her Bad Romance video was the tipping point. At the end of that, I just sat there going, "Is this really it? Is someone actually doing this? Tiptoeing on to the music scene with the tried and true pop star mold only to turn around and put out songs and music videos of actual substance with valuable ideas and messages, instead of the tired love-and-sex model for hit songs?"
And it's pretty clear by now that's exactly what she did. She studied the industry to find out exactly how to be successful so that she could then put out the messages she's actually interested in sharing with the world.
A message of acceptance and inclusion; a message about the birth of a new generation of people who refuse to persecute others based on how we differ, but rather to celebrate those differences and come together as a supportive, loving community of diversity.
Whatever you think about Gaga, you cannot deny that that is a fucking beautiful message. And in a time and place where a lot of pop music is about superficiality, it is a breath of fresh air to see someone who is genuinely authentic about humanitarian issues.
You don't have to like her music, but the fact that I like it is not a fucking crime. I am allowed to love Lady Gaga, and her music, and her performances, just as you are allowed to dislike them. Just say that, though: "I don't like Lady Gaga's music." Don't say, "Her music is shit. She's stupid and unoriginal and gimmicky." The message you're sending there is that I like shitty music, that I am foolish for liking someone who is, apparently, stupid, unoriginal and gimmicky in how she presents her music. And that's just rude. Dislike her performance style and music, but leave the cattiness at home, okay?
Music is personal. There are people out there who love the music you hate, and they're allowed to. There are people out there who hate the music you love, and they're allowed to as well.
But music is wonderful because it can unite people. It can lift us up and give us courage and conviction. It can be a refuge, our very best friend when we feel like we can't go on. And because music is all that and more, I think it's worth at least trying to be respectful of others' tastes, no matter how they differ from our own.
Essentially, we shouldn't have to feel ashamed of the music we love.
You're a diamnod that I'm afraid to touch
You're damn near flawless, and I'm sure
You'd cut up my eyes, my hands, my head, my heart
You tear this canvas skin apart
Oh, what a waste of human art that'd be
You're a dungeon but you're made of glass
Your prisoners have no idea; they're trapped
Because you look so beautiful inside
It makes us feel like we're alive
But lord knows we'll never survive your walls
But didn't you know that all along
You didn't need to hear your song?
And if you don't know that
Then you might as well be dead
Medusa's child preserved her former looks
She kept her out of all the storybooks
Just to get back at all of the men
Who had tried time and time again
To claim the right of her demise and end
A million years go by and you're still around
You're knocking us off of our feet, you're knocking us down
But we still can't leave you alone
The way you move one would be prone
To want to be turned into stone by you
You make me feel so alive but it's consequence;
I want to be dead,
Was it how you arrived -- I can't tell
Or was it in the way you left?
But didn't you know that all along
You didn't need to hear your song?
And if you don't know that
Then you might as well --
You didn't need to hear your song?
'Cause you just knew it all along
But you didn't know that
So you might as well be dead
~ Muse, by Darren Criss
You're damn near flawless, and I'm sure
You'd cut up my eyes, my hands, my head, my heart
You tear this canvas skin apart
Oh, what a waste of human art that'd be
You're a dungeon but you're made of glass
Your prisoners have no idea; they're trapped
Because you look so beautiful inside
It makes us feel like we're alive
But lord knows we'll never survive your walls
But didn't you know that all along
You didn't need to hear your song?
And if you don't know that
Then you might as well be dead
Medusa's child preserved her former looks
She kept her out of all the storybooks
Just to get back at all of the men
Who had tried time and time again
To claim the right of her demise and end
A million years go by and you're still around
You're knocking us off of our feet, you're knocking us down
But we still can't leave you alone
The way you move one would be prone
To want to be turned into stone by you
You make me feel so alive but it's consequence;
I want to be dead,
Was it how you arrived -- I can't tell
Or was it in the way you left?
But didn't you know that all along
You didn't need to hear your song?
And if you don't know that
Then you might as well --
You didn't need to hear your song?
'Cause you just knew it all along
But you didn't know that
So you might as well be dead
~ Muse, by Darren Criss
You know that I adored ya...
Aug. 17th, 2010 11:56 amThere's a girl, thought she knew
What her life was going to do
Then she goes and falls in love and throws it all away
But her man can't decide
If he's made the right choice in life
So she comes home only to find he's gone away
Put your heart back in your pocket
Pick your love up off the floor
Well, your mama says to stop it
But, girl, let me tell you more
If he's 95 or 22
Boy's gonna do what he's gonna do
He says he don't love you anymore
So, pick up off the floor
Walks around an empty town
Sees his face coming around
Every corner takes on a similar stay
Love is lost, love can burn
But your luck will return
But if you're driving it down you won't know it's there
Put your heart back in your pocket
Pick your love up off the floor
Well, your mama says to stop it
But, girl, let me tell you more
If he's 95 or 22
Boy's gonna do what he's gonna do
He says he don't love you anymore
So, pick up off the floor
~ Pick Up Off The Floor
I'm sitting across from you
And dreaming of the things I'd do
I don't speak; you don't know me at all
For fear of what you might do
I say nothing, but stare at you
And I'm dreaming, I'm tripping over you
Truth be told, my problem's old
You mean the world to me, but you'll never know
You could be cruel to me
While risking the way
That I see you
That I see you
That I see you
That I see you
Conversation's not me at all
I'm hesitating only to fall
And I'm waiting, I'm hating everyone
Could it be you fell for more?
In any possible similiarity
If it's so, how would I know?
You'll never know me at all
But I see you
But I see you
But I see you
But I see you
I'm standing across from you
I've dreamt alone, now dreams won't do
But I see you...
~ I See You
--- MIKA ♥
The greatest thing about Mika is that he understands people. He's perceptive and intuitive and clever and talented, and his songs reflect that beautifully. He gets it. He understands human emotion perfectly, and the way people work, and he can encompass all that in a 4-5 minute song and give it such poignancy and impact. It's incredible, and these songs are just two examples of that.
He is so dead-on it's actually scary.
What really drew me to Mika in the first place was the way in which he creates. His lyrics are ridiculously good, but that's not even factoring in the way he puts them to music. It's staggering, actually; I love the way he can create a song with words and intent that are agonizing and bittersweet, quite serious, and then pair them up with an upbeat, floaty melody. It just drives the point home so much better than if he were to simply match the lyrics up to a ballad. And then, when he does create a ballad? Chills all down my back.
He's just -- he's so fucking talented! I feel absolutely blessed by his music, and, hell, we've only received two albums from him. Here's hoping for many more!
I LOVE MIKA!
What her life was going to do
Then she goes and falls in love and throws it all away
But her man can't decide
If he's made the right choice in life
So she comes home only to find he's gone away
Put your heart back in your pocket
Pick your love up off the floor
Well, your mama says to stop it
But, girl, let me tell you more
If he's 95 or 22
Boy's gonna do what he's gonna do
He says he don't love you anymore
So, pick up off the floor
Walks around an empty town
Sees his face coming around
Every corner takes on a similar stay
Love is lost, love can burn
But your luck will return
But if you're driving it down you won't know it's there
Put your heart back in your pocket
Pick your love up off the floor
Well, your mama says to stop it
But, girl, let me tell you more
If he's 95 or 22
Boy's gonna do what he's gonna do
He says he don't love you anymore
So, pick up off the floor
~ Pick Up Off The Floor
I'm sitting across from you
And dreaming of the things I'd do
I don't speak; you don't know me at all
For fear of what you might do
I say nothing, but stare at you
And I'm dreaming, I'm tripping over you
Truth be told, my problem's old
You mean the world to me, but you'll never know
You could be cruel to me
While risking the way
That I see you
That I see you
That I see you
That I see you
Conversation's not me at all
I'm hesitating only to fall
And I'm waiting, I'm hating everyone
Could it be you fell for more?
In any possible similiarity
If it's so, how would I know?
You'll never know me at all
But I see you
But I see you
But I see you
But I see you
I'm standing across from you
I've dreamt alone, now dreams won't do
But I see you...
~ I See You
--- MIKA ♥
The greatest thing about Mika is that he understands people. He's perceptive and intuitive and clever and talented, and his songs reflect that beautifully. He gets it. He understands human emotion perfectly, and the way people work, and he can encompass all that in a 4-5 minute song and give it such poignancy and impact. It's incredible, and these songs are just two examples of that.
He is so dead-on it's actually scary.
What really drew me to Mika in the first place was the way in which he creates. His lyrics are ridiculously good, but that's not even factoring in the way he puts them to music. It's staggering, actually; I love the way he can create a song with words and intent that are agonizing and bittersweet, quite serious, and then pair them up with an upbeat, floaty melody. It just drives the point home so much better than if he were to simply match the lyrics up to a ballad. And then, when he does create a ballad? Chills all down my back.
He's just -- he's so fucking talented! I feel absolutely blessed by his music, and, hell, we've only received two albums from him. Here's hoping for many more!
I LOVE MIKA!
ugh ugh ugh
Jul. 8th, 2010 09:51 amThis week has been really weighing on me.
It is so fucking humid I actually believe I could pass out from the dryness in the air. Which would be good because then I wouldn't be aware of the fucking terrible humidity. The humidity wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't worked in that heat yesterday, and if I didn't have to work in it today, but I did and I do. I have to trek from house to house delivering papers for most of the day, and it fucking sucks.
I haven't come close to uploading all my music to the laptop, which means I only have Adam's For Your Entertainment, Gaga's The Fame Monster, three songs from Mika's The Boy Who Knew Too Much and three Roxy Music songs in my iTunes library. I gotta work for about six hours today, and while I love this particular music quite a lot, it's a bit much to expect my brain to accept constant replay of the 25 songs I've got on my iPod right now.
On top of that, I have this back pain that awoke over the weekend, hasn't left, and has gotten worse since working all day yesterday. I also have blisters on my feet, but I can't wear anything but flip-flops because it's too damn hot!
Oh yeah, and I started my period last night. So I also have cramps.
Ohhhh I don't wanna work today. I'd so much rather stay home and continue re-reading Goblet of Fire. I'd almost forgotten how addictive this book is.
On a positive note, Jason Mrazshould marry me obviously has some brilliant things to say about supporting the freedom to marry. Check it out here, if you wish.
More positivity! You heard of Brad Walsh? Give his remix of Gaga's 'Monster' a listen. And then listen to his other music, both his remixes and originals. He's remixed FYE and WWFM, so you may have heard of him if you're a Glambert. He's pretty rad.
Hope you're cooler than I am, flist! ♥
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It is so fucking humid I actually believe I could pass out from the dryness in the air. Which would be good because then I wouldn't be aware of the fucking terrible humidity. The humidity wouldn't be so bad if I hadn't worked in that heat yesterday, and if I didn't have to work in it today, but I did and I do. I have to trek from house to house delivering papers for most of the day, and it fucking sucks.
I haven't come close to uploading all my music to the laptop, which means I only have Adam's For Your Entertainment, Gaga's The Fame Monster, three songs from Mika's The Boy Who Knew Too Much and three Roxy Music songs in my iTunes library. I gotta work for about six hours today, and while I love this particular music quite a lot, it's a bit much to expect my brain to accept constant replay of the 25 songs I've got on my iPod right now.
On top of that, I have this back pain that awoke over the weekend, hasn't left, and has gotten worse since working all day yesterday. I also have blisters on my feet, but I can't wear anything but flip-flops because it's too damn hot!
Oh yeah, and I started my period last night. So I also have cramps.
Ohhhh I don't wanna work today. I'd so much rather stay home and continue re-reading Goblet of Fire. I'd almost forgotten how addictive this book is.
On a positive note, Jason Mraz
More positivity! You heard of Brad Walsh? Give his remix of Gaga's 'Monster' a listen. And then listen to his other music, both his remixes and originals. He's remixed FYE and WWFM, so you may have heard of him if you're a Glambert. He's pretty rad.
Hope you're cooler than I am, flist! ♥
ALSO: Four days 'til the
kradambigbang starts!!! WOO!!!!!i want your ugly, i want your disease...
Jun. 29th, 2010 02:34 pm...
How do I begin to describe Lady Gaga's Monster Ball, which I had the fortune of experiencing last night? No doubt this recap will be chock-full of cliches and hyberole, so let's get this thing rolling.
( I don't even know where to start. )
How do I begin to describe Lady Gaga's Monster Ball, which I had the fortune of experiencing last night? No doubt this recap will be chock-full of cliches and hyberole, so let's get this thing rolling.
( I don't even know where to start. )
Alejandro Gagaklein!!!
Jun. 8th, 2010 01:06 pmSo, if you haven't seen it yet:
http://www.ladygaga.com/alejandro/video/
LADY GAGA is a woman after my own heart! This video is INCREDIBLE, and yet another example of why I am GAGA FOR GAGA!
Thank you for that, Mother Monster! You always know exactly what your Little Monsters need!
xoxo NikkiMonster
http://www.ladygaga.com/alejandro/video/
LADY GAGA is a woman after my own heart! This video is INCREDIBLE, and yet another example of why I am GAGA FOR GAGA!
Thank you for that, Mother Monster! You always know exactly what your Little Monsters need!
xoxo NikkiMonster
Let there be music...
Apr. 28th, 2010 07:32 pmGUYS, GUYS, GUYS!
Psssssssssssst.
Adam put a bonus track on his European album release. It's called 'Can't Let You Go', and it is... phenomenal. I always had trouble deciding on a favorite Adam track (because I love so many of them), but this song makes it very easy. 'Can't Let You Go' is what it's all about. THIS is why I love Adam Lambert.
I love the emotion with which he sings every word of this, and the way Adam starts out in his lower range for the verse and just builds to this (as Ted Mosby would say) hauntingly beautiful sound that gives me shivers.
And the lyrics!
Guess it was not meant to be
It's not as bad at it seems
It only burns when I breathe
You saw the way that I felt
I'm better off by myself
That's the tale I'd like to tell
But it's not that easy for me to say goodbye
Everything in me wants you back in my life
Can't let you go...
Can't let you go...
It feels like dawn of the dead
The bombs going off in my head
Never a moment of rest
Nothing kills more than to know
That this is the end of the road
I know that I've got to let go
...
Wish I could just run away
To have all your memories erased
'Cause constantly they're haunting me
But it's not that easy for me to say goodbye
Everything in me wants you back in my life
Can't let you go...
Can't let you go...
Can't let you go...
Can't let you go...
I ♥ you, Adam! So, so fucking much!
EDIT: LJ is so weird sometimes.
Psssssssssssst.
Adam put a bonus track on his European album release. It's called 'Can't Let You Go', and it is... phenomenal. I always had trouble deciding on a favorite Adam track (because I love so many of them), but this song makes it very easy. 'Can't Let You Go' is what it's all about. THIS is why I love Adam Lambert.
I love the emotion with which he sings every word of this, and the way Adam starts out in his lower range for the verse and just builds to this (as Ted Mosby would say) hauntingly beautiful sound that gives me shivers.
And the lyrics!
Guess it was not meant to be
It's not as bad at it seems
It only burns when I breathe
You saw the way that I felt
I'm better off by myself
That's the tale I'd like to tell
But it's not that easy for me to say goodbye
Everything in me wants you back in my life
Can't let you go...
Can't let you go...
It feels like dawn of the dead
The bombs going off in my head
Never a moment of rest
Nothing kills more than to know
That this is the end of the road
I know that I've got to let go
...
Wish I could just run away
To have all your memories erased
'Cause constantly they're haunting me
But it's not that easy for me to say goodbye
Everything in me wants you back in my life
Can't let you go...
Can't let you go...
Can't let you go...
Can't let you go...
I ♥ you, Adam! So, so fucking much!
EDIT: LJ is so weird sometimes.
the more i think about it, the more strongly i feel we - as fans of our favourite music artists, film and television actors, and those people we respect in the entertainment industry - have a lot to learn about the fine line between normal admiration and unhealthy obsession/borderline stalking of celebrities.
don't get me wrong; i know it comes with the territory of being famous. i get that those who wish to be in the limelight, those who wish to share their artistry with the world, are in some sense willingly (and in full understanding of what comes with all of that notoriety) putting themselves in a position of having their privacy compromised. but there's a limit. or there should be.
i love adam lambert. that is not a secret. i'll tell anyone that, and i'm not ashamed to admit it. i'd love to meet him some day. i've met very few of the artists i respect and whose work i enjoy. however, when i met those people, i was very respectful of that wall that exists between them and myself.
i'll shake their hand. i might ask for a hug or an autograph (not both; i don't want to monopolize their time), but there are some things i would never do. i would never approach adam lambert or lady gaga while they were eating their supper in a restaurant or having a drink at a club. i'd never take photos of my favourite actor eating supper at said restaurant if i so happened to come across them. i wouldn't run up to them on the street and scream, "i love you! you're amazing, can i have a hug and an autograph, omg you're my hero, you mean everything to me." because there's a fucking limit to what's acceptable behaviour when meeting someone you respect who is also famous.
and i totally understand the excitement of meeting someone we really admire and maybe even love (even though we know next to nothing about these people apart from their public personas and the faux-paparazzi-journalist pictures and articles written about their endeavours outside of their work - you know, celebrities buying coffee or shopping for clothes or groceries - FASCINATING STUFF!).
and again, i understand the desire to know absolutely everything about a loved and cherished artist. but there really is a point where it goes too far. taking pictures of adam lambert on his time off, while he watches lady gaga perform in concert - that's too fucking far. i really believe that. let the man enjoy his show without photographing his every move. i know we're excited to see someone famous, someone we like very much, enjoying something else we enjoy, but it's too much.
and i'm not saying i don't fall prey to this myself. i do. but i'm recognizing that this is a problem, and i'm working to remedy it. i don't think there's any harm in enjoying an artist's music, in acquainting oneself with that artist's work, or speculating about an artist's regular life. i am happy when my favourite artists get married or have children, or begin dating someone new, but i don't want to see every picture of them together. or every picture of that celebrity in existence. it makes me feel like a total creep. when it crosses the line to that creepy, stalkerish, follow-their-every-move place, i become uncomfortable. and i feel bad.
these people are just trying to lead some semblance of a normal life. the internet has made this incredibly difficult, and it's rather inevitable, i know. but still, it's worth taking note of. and maybe it's worth changing our behaviour over, as well.
personal privacy is important. i truly believe that.
what do you think?
don't get me wrong; i know it comes with the territory of being famous. i get that those who wish to be in the limelight, those who wish to share their artistry with the world, are in some sense willingly (and in full understanding of what comes with all of that notoriety) putting themselves in a position of having their privacy compromised. but there's a limit. or there should be.
i love adam lambert. that is not a secret. i'll tell anyone that, and i'm not ashamed to admit it. i'd love to meet him some day. i've met very few of the artists i respect and whose work i enjoy. however, when i met those people, i was very respectful of that wall that exists between them and myself.
i'll shake their hand. i might ask for a hug or an autograph (not both; i don't want to monopolize their time), but there are some things i would never do. i would never approach adam lambert or lady gaga while they were eating their supper in a restaurant or having a drink at a club. i'd never take photos of my favourite actor eating supper at said restaurant if i so happened to come across them. i wouldn't run up to them on the street and scream, "i love you! you're amazing, can i have a hug and an autograph, omg you're my hero, you mean everything to me." because there's a fucking limit to what's acceptable behaviour when meeting someone you respect who is also famous.
and i totally understand the excitement of meeting someone we really admire and maybe even love (even though we know next to nothing about these people apart from their public personas and the faux-paparazzi-journalist pictures and articles written about their endeavours outside of their work - you know, celebrities buying coffee or shopping for clothes or groceries - FASCINATING STUFF!).
and again, i understand the desire to know absolutely everything about a loved and cherished artist. but there really is a point where it goes too far. taking pictures of adam lambert on his time off, while he watches lady gaga perform in concert - that's too fucking far. i really believe that. let the man enjoy his show without photographing his every move. i know we're excited to see someone famous, someone we like very much, enjoying something else we enjoy, but it's too much.
and i'm not saying i don't fall prey to this myself. i do. but i'm recognizing that this is a problem, and i'm working to remedy it. i don't think there's any harm in enjoying an artist's music, in acquainting oneself with that artist's work, or speculating about an artist's regular life. i am happy when my favourite artists get married or have children, or begin dating someone new, but i don't want to see every picture of them together. or every picture of that celebrity in existence. it makes me feel like a total creep. when it crosses the line to that creepy, stalkerish, follow-their-every-move place, i become uncomfortable. and i feel bad.
these people are just trying to lead some semblance of a normal life. the internet has made this incredibly difficult, and it's rather inevitable, i know. but still, it's worth taking note of. and maybe it's worth changing our behaviour over, as well.
personal privacy is important. i truly believe that.
what do you think?
girl, i'm a sexually attractive man.
that makes me a good artist
this is my new single;
i hope you like it
wealthy men hired me
to sing this song
that they wrote for me
they're investing in
this quasi music video
and they're paying
to get a bid on the radio
yeah they're gonna sell a million
yeah it's gonna go platinum
'cause they'll market this song
to young, impressionable,
and insecure teenage girls...
'cause all you gotta say is
"ohh baby", "i love you",
and "girl, i need you in my world"
'cause they'll market this song
to young, impressionable,
and insecure teenage girls
'cause all they gotta do
is find a sexually attractive man
that can sing all the words
and now the token rap verse
that doesn't make any sense
but helps to get a small percentage
of the urban music market
hey baby baby i can tell
that you are crazy crazy
shake that ass girl
my rhymes are gettin' lazy lazy
these things i'm talkin' bout have
nothin' to do with the song baby
it doesn't matter
won't you show me that thong baby
that's how it works
in the pop music industry
2009, motherfucker
that's just how it be
'cause they'll market this song
to young, impressionable,
and insecure teenage girls...
'cause all you gotta say is
"ohh baby", "i love you"
and "girl i need you in my world"
'cause they'll market this song
to young, impressionable,
and insecure teenage girls...
'cause all they gotta do
is find a sexually attractive man
that can sing all the words
now i'm singing with my gay voice
to let you know that i'm sensitive
oh yea i'm singing with my gay voice
teenage girls love a sensitive boy
make money money, make money, make money money...
rich men makin' money off of
their investments
ooh its so sexual baby
girl, i love you so much
i wish we could be together
unfortunately, we can't 'cause
i'm rich and famous, and you're not
but why don't you just go buy my album
...and tell your friends about it, too,
so they also go out and buy it...
jon lajoie
'pop song'
brilliant, right?
and in case you'd like to hear the song:
saw this man live on monday night. he is fucking awesome. you should also check out his song 'radio-friendly song'. and 'wtf collective'. he's got some hilarious social and satirical commentary in all his songs, actually. he's excellent. acquaint yourself!
that makes me a good artist
this is my new single;
i hope you like it
wealthy men hired me
to sing this song
that they wrote for me
they're investing in
this quasi music video
and they're paying
to get a bid on the radio
yeah they're gonna sell a million
yeah it's gonna go platinum
'cause they'll market this song
to young, impressionable,
and insecure teenage girls...
'cause all you gotta say is
"ohh baby", "i love you",
and "girl, i need you in my world"
'cause they'll market this song
to young, impressionable,
and insecure teenage girls
'cause all they gotta do
is find a sexually attractive man
that can sing all the words
and now the token rap verse
that doesn't make any sense
but helps to get a small percentage
of the urban music market
hey baby baby i can tell
that you are crazy crazy
shake that ass girl
my rhymes are gettin' lazy lazy
these things i'm talkin' bout have
nothin' to do with the song baby
it doesn't matter
won't you show me that thong baby
that's how it works
in the pop music industry
2009, motherfucker
that's just how it be
'cause they'll market this song
to young, impressionable,
and insecure teenage girls...
'cause all you gotta say is
"ohh baby", "i love you"
and "girl i need you in my world"
'cause they'll market this song
to young, impressionable,
and insecure teenage girls...
'cause all they gotta do
is find a sexually attractive man
that can sing all the words
now i'm singing with my gay voice
to let you know that i'm sensitive
oh yea i'm singing with my gay voice
teenage girls love a sensitive boy
make money money, make money, make money money...
rich men makin' money off of
their investments
ooh its so sexual baby
girl, i love you so much
i wish we could be together
unfortunately, we can't 'cause
i'm rich and famous, and you're not
but why don't you just go buy my album
...and tell your friends about it, too,
so they also go out and buy it...
jon lajoie
'pop song'
brilliant, right?
and in case you'd like to hear the song:
saw this man live on monday night. he is fucking awesome. you should also check out his song 'radio-friendly song'. and 'wtf collective'. he's got some hilarious social and satirical commentary in all his songs, actually. he's excellent. acquaint yourself!
I don't want you to go,
Don't wanna see you back out in the cold,
Air you're breathing out fades you to grey,
Don't run away, find me.
I know the battles of chasing the shadows of who you wanna be.
It doesn't matter, go on and shatter;
I'm all you need...
Broken pieces, break into me,
So imperfectly what you should be,
Lay here, it's safe here, I'll let you be broken open.
Hide here, confide here so we can be broken open.
-Adam Lambert, 'Broken Open'
..... I am in love with this song. (And maybe Adam Lambert. A little bit.)
Don't wanna see you back out in the cold,
Air you're breathing out fades you to grey,
Don't run away, find me.
I know the battles of chasing the shadows of who you wanna be.
It doesn't matter, go on and shatter;
I'm all you need...
Broken pieces, break into me,
So imperfectly what you should be,
Lay here, it's safe here, I'll let you be broken open.
Hide here, confide here so we can be broken open.
-Adam Lambert, 'Broken Open'
..... I am in love with this song. (And maybe Adam Lambert. A little bit.)
My current song obsessions:
When your tears are spent on your last pretense
And your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defense.
When it's in your spine like you've walked for miles
And the only thing you want is just to be still for a while
If your heart wears thin I will hold you up
And I will hide you when it gets too much
I'll be right beside you
I'll be right beside you
When you're overwhelmed and you've lost your breath
Where the space between the things you know is blurry nonetheless.
When you try to speak but you make no sound
And the words you want are out of reach but they've never been so loud
If your heart wears thin I will hold you up
And I will hide you when it gets too much
I'll be right beside you
I'll be right beside you
I will stay.
Nobody will break you,
Yeah.
Trust in me, trust in me.
Don't pull away
Trust in me, trust in me.
I'm just trying to keep this together, because I could do worse and you could do better
Tears are spent on your last pretense
And your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defense.
If your heart wears thin I will hold you up
And I will hide you when it gets too much
I'll be right beside you
Nobody will break you
'Beside You'
~Marianas Trench
(Beautiful lyrics! And I &hearts&hearts&hearts the OH-EH-OH-EH-OH-OOHs... makes my heart swell everytime.)
----
Hey, slow it down
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Yeah, I’m afraid
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
There might have been a time
When I would give myself away
Oooh, once upon a time I didn’t give a damn
But now, here we are, so whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Just don’t give up, I’m workin' it out
Please don’t give in, I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around...
Hey, whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Yeah, it’s plain to see
That, baby, you’re beautiful
And there's nothing wrong with you
It’s me; I’m a freak
But thanks for lovin’ me
Cause you’re doing it perfectly
Yeah, there might have been a time
When I would let you step away
I wouldn’t even try
But I think you could save my life
Just don’t give up, I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in, I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep comin' around
Hey, whataya want from me
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
'Whataya Want From Me?'
~Adam Lambert
(I happen to know that Pink wrote this song, and, well, of course she did. Her songs always get to me. Adam sing this one beautifully. If you haven't seen him perform this on Ellen, you really need to. Gorgeous performance. His voice gives me shivers. I'm so glad Adam exists!! Never leave, ADAM!!)
ALSO: Congrats to![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
ewinfic and htebazy_fic for the fic recs at crackenterprise!!!
When your tears are spent on your last pretense
And your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defense.
When it's in your spine like you've walked for miles
And the only thing you want is just to be still for a while
If your heart wears thin I will hold you up
And I will hide you when it gets too much
I'll be right beside you
I'll be right beside you
When you're overwhelmed and you've lost your breath
Where the space between the things you know is blurry nonetheless.
When you try to speak but you make no sound
And the words you want are out of reach but they've never been so loud
If your heart wears thin I will hold you up
And I will hide you when it gets too much
I'll be right beside you
I'll be right beside you
I will stay.
Nobody will break you,
Yeah.
Trust in me, trust in me.
Don't pull away
Trust in me, trust in me.
I'm just trying to keep this together, because I could do worse and you could do better
Tears are spent on your last pretense
And your tired eyes refuse to close and sleep in your defense.
If your heart wears thin I will hold you up
And I will hide you when it gets too much
I'll be right beside you
Nobody will break you
'Beside You'
~Marianas Trench
(Beautiful lyrics! And I &hearts&hearts&hearts the OH-EH-OH-EH-OH-OOHs... makes my heart swell everytime.)
----
Hey, slow it down
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Yeah, I’m afraid
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
There might have been a time
When I would give myself away
Oooh, once upon a time I didn’t give a damn
But now, here we are, so whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Just don’t give up, I’m workin' it out
Please don’t give in, I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep coming around...
Hey, whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
Yeah, it’s plain to see
That, baby, you’re beautiful
And there's nothing wrong with you
It’s me; I’m a freak
But thanks for lovin’ me
Cause you’re doing it perfectly
Yeah, there might have been a time
When I would let you step away
I wouldn’t even try
But I think you could save my life
Just don’t give up, I’m workin’ it out
Please don’t give in, I won’t let you down
It messed me up, need a second to breathe
Just keep comin' around
Hey, whataya want from me
Whataya want from me?
Whataya want from me?
'Whataya Want From Me?'
~Adam Lambert
(I happen to know that Pink wrote this song, and, well, of course she did. Her songs always get to me. Adam sing this one beautifully. If you haven't seen him perform this on Ellen, you really need to. Gorgeous performance. His voice gives me shivers. I'm so glad Adam exists!! Never leave, ADAM!!)
ALSO: Congrats to
ewinfic and htebazy_fic for the fic recs at crackenterprise!!!I purchased The Fame Monster yesterday. I have, of course, fallen even more in love with this fantastic woman! GOD I LOVE HER SO MUCH!!!
So, her album.
Is, DUH, amazing!!!!!!!!!
( A review of the songs and collective feel. )
i know you've suffered
but i don't want you to hide
it's cold and loveless
i won't let you be denied
soothing
i'll make you feel pure
trust me
you can be sure
i want to reconcile the violence in your heart
i want to recognize your beauty's not a mask
i want to exorcise the demons from your heart
i want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart
you trick your lovers
that you're wicked and divine
you may be a sinner
but your innocence is mine
please me
show me how it's done
trust me
you are the one
Oh MUSE!
but i don't want you to hide
it's cold and loveless
i won't let you be denied
soothing
i'll make you feel pure
trust me
you can be sure
i want to reconcile the violence in your heart
i want to recognize your beauty's not a mask
i want to exorcise the demons from your heart
i want to satisfy the undisclosed desires in your heart
you trick your lovers
that you're wicked and divine
you may be a sinner
but your innocence is mine
please me
show me how it's done
trust me
you are the one
Oh MUSE!
(no subject)
Sep. 17th, 2009 07:00 pmI said was it you
who spoke the words
that things would happen but not to me
things are gonna happen naturally
oh I'm taking your advice
and I'm looking on the bright side
and I'm balancing the whole damn thing
oh but in often times those words
they get tangled up in the lines
and the bright light turns to night
oh until the dawn it brings
another day we'll sing about
the magic that was you and me
'cause you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others just read of
others only dream of
of the love that i love
see I'm all about them words
over numbers, unencumbered
and numbered words
a hundreds of pages pages pages
for words, more words than I had ever heard
and I feel so alive
cause you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others just read of
and if you could see me now
well I'm almost settled
you and I, you and I
not so little, you and I anymore
mmmm
and with this silence brings a moral story
more importantly evolving
is the glory of a boy
'cause you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others just read of
and if you could see me now
well I'm almost finally out
'm finally out of
I'm finally, well I'm almost finally
well I am free
well that's me
oh and it's okay that you had to go anyway
oh just remember the telephones
well, they're workin both ways
and the more you follow through
there's always more left over
and not too much explaining to do
and if ever ever ever you find your love
I will be your lifeline
I will never miss a phone call
but if I never never never never never never hear them ring
if nothing else I'll thank the bells inside
they finally found you someone else
and that's okay
'cause I'll remember everything you say
because you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
what others only dream of
yeah if they could see me now
they could see that you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others often read of
and if they could see me now
they'd see I'm almost finally
yeah, I'm finally
well, I'm almost finally finally out of words.
~ jason mraz
who spoke the words
that things would happen but not to me
things are gonna happen naturally
oh I'm taking your advice
and I'm looking on the bright side
and I'm balancing the whole damn thing
oh but in often times those words
they get tangled up in the lines
and the bright light turns to night
oh until the dawn it brings
another day we'll sing about
the magic that was you and me
'cause you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others just read of
others only dream of
of the love that i love
see I'm all about them words
over numbers, unencumbered
and numbered words
a hundreds of pages pages pages
for words, more words than I had ever heard
and I feel so alive
cause you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others just read of
and if you could see me now
well I'm almost settled
you and I, you and I
not so little, you and I anymore
mmmm
and with this silence brings a moral story
more importantly evolving
is the glory of a boy
'cause you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others just read of
and if you could see me now
well I'm almost finally out
'm finally out of
I'm finally, well I'm almost finally
well I am free
well that's me
oh and it's okay that you had to go anyway
oh just remember the telephones
well, they're workin both ways
and the more you follow through
there's always more left over
and not too much explaining to do
and if ever ever ever you find your love
I will be your lifeline
I will never miss a phone call
but if I never never never never never never hear them ring
if nothing else I'll thank the bells inside
they finally found you someone else
and that's okay
'cause I'll remember everything you say
because you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
what others only dream of
yeah if they could see me now
they could see that you and I both loved
what you and I spoke of
and others often read of
and if they could see me now
they'd see I'm almost finally
yeah, I'm finally
well, I'm almost finally finally out of words.
~ jason mraz
(no subject)
May. 5th, 2009 11:11 amEverywhere I'm turning
Nothing seems complete
I stand up and I'm searching
for the better part of me
I hang my head from sorrow
Slave to humanity
I wear it on my shoulders
Gotta find the strength in me
'Cause I am a superwoman
Yes I am (yes she is)
Even when I'm a mess
I still put on a vest
With an S on my chest
Oh yes I'm a superwoman
For all the mothers fighting
For the better days to come
And all my women all my women
Sittin here trying to come home before the sun
And all my sister coming together
Say yes I will yes I can!
'Cause I am a superwoman
Yes I am (yes she i)
Even when I'm a mess
Still put on a vest
With an S on my chest
Oh yes I'm a superwoman
When I'm breaking down
And I can't be found
As I start to get weak
Caus eno one knows
Me underneath these clothes
But I can fly
We can fly!
'Cause I am a superwoman
Yes I am (yes she i)
Even when I'm a mess
Still put on a vest
With an S on my chest
Oh yes I'm a superwoman
Superwoman, Alicia Keys
Nothing seems complete
I stand up and I'm searching
for the better part of me
I hang my head from sorrow
Slave to humanity
I wear it on my shoulders
Gotta find the strength in me
'Cause I am a superwoman
Yes I am (yes she is)
Even when I'm a mess
I still put on a vest
With an S on my chest
Oh yes I'm a superwoman
For all the mothers fighting
For the better days to come
And all my women all my women
Sittin here trying to come home before the sun
And all my sister coming together
Say yes I will yes I can!
'Cause I am a superwoman
Yes I am (yes she i)
Even when I'm a mess
Still put on a vest
With an S on my chest
Oh yes I'm a superwoman
When I'm breaking down
And I can't be found
As I start to get weak
Caus eno one knows
Me underneath these clothes
But I can fly
We can fly!
'Cause I am a superwoman
Yes I am (yes she i)
Even when I'm a mess
Still put on a vest
With an S on my chest
Oh yes I'm a superwoman
Superwoman, Alicia Keys
Lyrics from Jon Davis' music...
Mar. 6th, 2009 12:31 pmSweeter Girl
Jon Davis
The thriving town is muffled by
Overflowing february snow
It's a cold night in your quiet room
But your hands feel warm despite the icy storm
You place your hands on the window pane
And melt the frosted glass to look across
The things you see are a blur to me
From where i sit the blizzard's blindingly thick
It couldn't've happened to a sweeter girl
It couldn't've happened....
Still i left through your sheltering door
To face the droning winter wind alone
Somehow the storm revived me
But your hands went numb and your tears fell one by one
It couldn't've happened to a sweeter girl
It couldn't've happened to a sweeter girl
--
Nocturnal Rainbow
Jon Davis
I see you in bloom
In the milky moon
In the starlit expanse
Of white embers and woody plants
Dark and warm
Naked and reborn
I ponder and pray
In the mercury waves
I sense you here
Your solace is near
In its sacred outflow
In its guiding glow
Of a nocturnal rainbow
Oh, easy
Don't you give up on me
Don't you let the sea
Swallow you in misery
Dark and warm
Naked and reborn
I ponder and pray
In the mercury waves
I've been thinking
I was scarcely sinking
Into the future
Treading water
To keep from going under
Oh, easy
Don't you give up on me
Don't you let the sea
Swallow you in misery
Isn't that what you're telling me?
Yeah, you want me to see
That your starlit soul
Is here in golden glow
--
Now, check him out at www.myspace.com/jondavismusic!
Jon Davis
The thriving town is muffled by
Overflowing february snow
It's a cold night in your quiet room
But your hands feel warm despite the icy storm
You place your hands on the window pane
And melt the frosted glass to look across
The things you see are a blur to me
From where i sit the blizzard's blindingly thick
It couldn't've happened to a sweeter girl
It couldn't've happened....
Still i left through your sheltering door
To face the droning winter wind alone
Somehow the storm revived me
But your hands went numb and your tears fell one by one
It couldn't've happened to a sweeter girl
It couldn't've happened to a sweeter girl
--
Nocturnal Rainbow
Jon Davis
I see you in bloom
In the milky moon
In the starlit expanse
Of white embers and woody plants
Dark and warm
Naked and reborn
I ponder and pray
In the mercury waves
I sense you here
Your solace is near
In its sacred outflow
In its guiding glow
Of a nocturnal rainbow
Oh, easy
Don't you give up on me
Don't you let the sea
Swallow you in misery
Dark and warm
Naked and reborn
I ponder and pray
In the mercury waves
I've been thinking
I was scarcely sinking
Into the future
Treading water
To keep from going under
Oh, easy
Don't you give up on me
Don't you let the sea
Swallow you in misery
Isn't that what you're telling me?
Yeah, you want me to see
That your starlit soul
Is here in golden glow
--
Now, check him out at www.myspace.com/jondavismusic!
'golden hue' - jon davis
Mar. 2nd, 2009 12:38 amSo I just got home from attending a good friend's CD Launch. His name is Jon Davis, and he is an astounding artist. He performed the songs on his debut album Golden Hue at the Sala Rosa here in Montreal, to an enthusiastic and large crowd.
His album had been in the works for the last five years (closer to ten, actually), and that time was spent perfecting his crafts which are songwriting, singing, guitar and piano playing. He created every aspect of this album, and he deserves the credit, excitement and support.
If you're interested in checking him out, you can find some of his music at myspace.com/jondavismusic... He's backed by electric and acoustic guitar, drums, cello, violin, viola, french horn, and stand-up bass. He wrote every song and composed every note, and it is a humble, genuine, and beautiful piece of work to behold.
Bravo, Jon!
His album had been in the works for the last five years (closer to ten, actually), and that time was spent perfecting his crafts which are songwriting, singing, guitar and piano playing. He created every aspect of this album, and he deserves the credit, excitement and support.
If you're interested in checking him out, you can find some of his music at myspace.com/jondavismusic... He's backed by electric and acoustic guitar, drums, cello, violin, viola, french horn, and stand-up bass. He wrote every song and composed every note, and it is a humble, genuine, and beautiful piece of work to behold.
Bravo, Jon!
(no subject)
Feb. 16th, 2009 11:35 pmLet's go girls
Come on
I'm going out tonight
I'm feeling all right
Gonna let it all hang out
Wanna make some noise
Really raise my voice
Yeah I wanna scream and shout
No inhibitions
Make no conditions
Get a little out of line
I aint gonna act politically correct
I only want have a good time
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and
Oh, oh, oh!
Go totally crazy
Forget I'm a lady
Mens' shirts, short skirts
Oh, oh, oh!
Really go wild yeah
Doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh!
Get in the action
Feel the attraction
Colour my hair
Do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh!
I wanna be free yeah to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
The girls need a break
Tonight I'm gonna take
The chance to get out on the town
We don't need romance
We only wanna dance
We're gonna let our hair hang down
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and
Oh, oh, oh!
Go totally crazy
Forget I'm a lady
Mens' shirts, short skirts
Oh, oh, oh!
Really go wild yeah
Doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh!
Get in the action
Feel the attraction
Colour my hair
Do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh!
I wanna be free yeah to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Uh huh
Ah yeah
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun
Fun, fun!
Oh, oh, oh!
Go totally crazy
Forget I'm a lady
Mens' shirts, short skirts
Oh, oh, oh!
Really go wild yeah
Doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh!
Get in the action
Feel the attraction
Colour my hair
Do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh!
I wanna be free yeah to feel the way I feel
The way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Oh oh yeah
I go totally crazy
Can you feel it?
Come come come on baby
Hoo, hoo, hoo
I feel like a woman!
Man! I Feel Like a Woman!
~ Shania Twain
Come on
I'm going out tonight
I'm feeling all right
Gonna let it all hang out
Wanna make some noise
Really raise my voice
Yeah I wanna scream and shout
No inhibitions
Make no conditions
Get a little out of line
I aint gonna act politically correct
I only want have a good time
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and
Oh, oh, oh!
Go totally crazy
Forget I'm a lady
Mens' shirts, short skirts
Oh, oh, oh!
Really go wild yeah
Doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh!
Get in the action
Feel the attraction
Colour my hair
Do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh!
I wanna be free yeah to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
The girls need a break
Tonight I'm gonna take
The chance to get out on the town
We don't need romance
We only wanna dance
We're gonna let our hair hang down
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun and
Oh, oh, oh!
Go totally crazy
Forget I'm a lady
Mens' shirts, short skirts
Oh, oh, oh!
Really go wild yeah
Doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh!
Get in the action
Feel the attraction
Colour my hair
Do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh!
I wanna be free yeah to feel the way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Uh huh
Ah yeah
The best thing about being a woman
Is the prerogative to have a little fun
Fun, fun!
Oh, oh, oh!
Go totally crazy
Forget I'm a lady
Mens' shirts, short skirts
Oh, oh, oh!
Really go wild yeah
Doin' it in style
Oh, oh, oh!
Get in the action
Feel the attraction
Colour my hair
Do what I dare
Oh, oh, oh!
I wanna be free yeah to feel the way I feel
The way I feel
Man! I feel like a woman!
Oh oh yeah
I go totally crazy
Can you feel it?
Come come come on baby
Hoo, hoo, hoo
I feel like a woman!
Man! I Feel Like a Woman!
~ Shania Twain
Ahhh, nostalgia...
Jan. 19th, 2009 12:52 pmI've loved this band since I was a little girl. My dad's an artist and he has quite a collection of music that he used to play while painting. I'd always hang around listening to it, and every so often I find some of the music I used to love and fall - well, back in love with it. Here's one of the songs I used to really love. It's called 'Where the Heart Is' and it's by the wonderful Soft Cell. I love this video. The piano at the beginning just makes my heart swell. I've listened to that part alone about ten times, and the rest of the song about half that number. I love Marc Almond's boots here!
I love Soft Cell! They're responsible for my favourite trumpet solo ever (in 'Torch' - check it out on YouTube). They've got a number of excellent songs, and this is certainly one of them!
<3
I love Soft Cell! They're responsible for my favourite trumpet solo ever (in 'Torch' - check it out on YouTube). They've got a number of excellent songs, and this is certainly one of them!
<3
