ba-ba-ba-ba: dedicated to the one I love

Plinky‘s prompt for the day is to create a playlist for the one I love. You know who you are.

If Not For You by George Harrison

I found this gem while researching George Harrison last year when he received his star on the Hollywood Walk of Fame. Bob Dylan wrote the lyrics, but it was this performance from 1992 that made me favorite it:

The mustache, the purple jacket, and 1992, the year we married. Definitely first choice.

Love Shack by B-52s

This song was around number one when my husband and I were dating. I first heard the B-52s do it on David Letterman, remembering them from the early eighties as the crazy “Rock Lobster” people. The next day at work I raved about it which was fortunate since I worked in a record store. This CD along with the BoDeans, Tom Petty and the Traveling Wilburys were on constant rotation.

This band was the original Lady GaGa. I heard that the reason they named themselves the B-52s was from the ladies’ hair that was fixed to look like bombs.

Happy Together by Turtles

Tim had this grand plan for me the night he proposed. He hid my ring in a piece of cake (he called it “Carat Cake”) and came over to the house. I had the worst cold and I was watching the Clarence Thomas sexual harassment trial. Romantic, I know.

We went out in the cold and drove around telling everyone the good news, though I was coughing and hacking up a storm. In the car, he played this song with the following lyrics:

Me and you and you and me

No matter how they toss the dice, it has to be

The only one for me is you, and you for me

So happy together

And these thoughtful words:

Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba

Ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba ba-ba-ba-ba

In sickness and in health, we’re still happy together.

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the sun, chirping, and the child: 3 songs I never tire of

 

 

Here Comes the Sun by George Harrison

My sister played this album a LOT when I was little. Our family lived in a cozy one floor home in Pleasant Prairie, WI. My sister had all the Beatles albums and when I learned to read, I sat enthralled by the huge album covers and notes.

I saw the boys transforming from half shadows on Meet the Beatles to the four squares on Let it Be. “Here Comes the Sun” reminds me of whatever we lose, it eventually comes back just like the sun never-failing to rise.

Chirpy Chirpy Cheep Cheep by Mac & Katie Kissoon

Did Quiet Riot rip off the melody of this song for “Cum On Feel the Noize?” Listen closely, they sound alike. This song came out in 1971 which means I was 2 years old when it was on AM radio. I don’t remember much as a toddler but I do remember music.

I read that this song, about a baby bird who lost its mother, is a statement about boys lost in Vietnam. I’m not sure if that’s true but I do know that it’s a bubblegum pop song with a good beat you can dance to (to quote the many teenagers on Dick Clark‘s Rate-a-Record)

O-O-H Child by The Five Stair Steps

This song I listened to after my first daughter was born with a multitude of medical issues. The week after her birth, NICU kept finding something wrong with her as each day went by. First there were gastrointestinal issues, then a single kidney, and finally a hole in her heart.

Although the doctors swarmed around my husband and I and told us exactly what happened and what we needed to do, it still felt like we were drowning. Then I heard these lyrics: “Ooh child, things are gonna get easier. Ooh child, thing’s will get brighter.” And yes, eventually, we walked in the rays of the beautiful sun.

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life is good: more dennis miller

Here’s a clip from Friday night at Fox Performing Arts Center in Riverside.  This was before the show as Dennis Miller has photos taken for the Riverside Arts Center Foundation.

You hear my goofy laugh while a man across the room talks about Wisconsin.  Later I spoke with him to find out he’s from Delafield and he’s made fun of because of his accent.   People from our parts say WisCAAAAHHHHHNsin.   What accent?

Dennis walks toward me for a hug and I forget to turn the camera off – do you like the close up of the grid-like pattern of his shirt?  Then we get a lovely view of my hand on the lens as he asks me, “Is life good?” And I reply, “Everything’s good.”

Definitely.

I’m still flitting: meeting dennis miller

I had the pleasure to see Dennis Miller (with opening act Julia Lillis) at the Fox Performing Arts Center in Riverside tonight.  He told a sweet story about his 69-year-old mother who got to have dinner with her son and Frank Sinatra 6 months before her death.

She told Sinatra, “I saw you in 1952 at the Stanley Theater in Pittsburgh.”

Sinatra replied, “1952, Stanley Theater?  I remember you. You were on the left.  You looked GOOD.”

Dennis said his mom “flitted” away.

Tonight, I got to meet Dennis backstage before the show.  The way his mom felt when she met Sinatra?  Yeah, that’s how I feel right now. I’m still flitting.

humor me for a bit: my top ten qualities

Free Public Library, corner of Bent & Macquari...

Image by State Library of New South Wales collection via Flickr

Knowing libraries are still relevant.

Volunteering makes me happy to not get paid.

Through a plethora of doctor appointments for my daughter, God shows me my purpose.

I’m never bored because my brain needs exercise .

My favorite time of the day: reading books to my girls at night.

After all these years, I finally appreciate my parents.

Knowing time and apologies heal all wounds.

I never let a little titanium in my body get the best of me.

I can find poetry in anything.

My siblings rock.

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