You say good morning
When it's midnight
I wake up to your sunset
It's driving me mad
And my heart is so jet lagged
Mature sentiment, punky beat. I haven't been able to get this out of my mind since the first time I heard it, and despite the fact that in the last 3 years, my pop-listening has gone down nearly to zero, this is one of the tunes that sticks out in my hazy symphonic memory.
Giving two months' notice was not a decision I made lightly, but I think it was the right one. There was enough time to handle the fallout of the resignation, manage expectations, communicate clearly and well, start to transit new stuff over to the new hire, and basically taper three years' hard work down slowly.
I'm picking up some toys I left on the floor when I started working in this job... been a while since I played with them. Exploring the art of tv shows is one - from cinematography to putting together a soundtrack. Zach Braff's excellent music taste (and Grammy award) for the Garden State soundtrack comes to mind. Right now I'm tripping out on the gems of alt/indie gems that the Everwood team put together.
One such gem: The Weepies' Gotta Have You (on repeat in my car for the last 3 days) - lyrics don't really mean anything, but the tune's really pretty.
Here's to the soundtrack of the changes in my life.
Gotta Have You (The Weepies) Gray, quiet and tired and mean Picking at a worried seam I try to make you mad at me over the phone. Red eyes and fire and signs I'm taken by a nursery rhyme I want to make a ray of sunshine and never leave home
The road gets cold, there's no spring in the meadow this year I'm the new chicken clucking open hearts and ears Oh, such a prima donna, sorry for myself But green, it is also summer And I won't be warm 'til I'm lying in your arms
I see it all through a telescope: guitar, suitcase, and a warm coat Lying in the back of the blue boat, humming a tune...hmm
No amount of coffee, no amount of crying No amount of whiskey, no amount of wine No, no, no, no, no, nothing else will do I've gotta have you, I've gotta have you
It's like watching most of my music history blow past: Diana Ross, Donna Summers, JANET JACKSON (this Rhythm Nation mimic was simply awesome), TLC, and Whitney Houston.
Being out of the theatre studies/performative arts circle has left my knowledge of musicals woefully dry - but we can't know everything, which is why I decided to let go of this part of my life behind as time went by. But occasionally, random emails from long-ago friends send reminders of how things were like before - and then I remember why I fell in love with musicals in the first place. Thanks JonL, for reminding me.
Chanson
Every day as you do what you do every day, You see the same faces who fill the café; And if some of those faces have new things to say - Nothing is really different
And the sheep dot the hill where the olive tree sways, And the world spins around with the greens and the greys; And you never take time out to think of the ways Everything might be different
And then one day, suddenly, something can happen - It may be quite simple, it may be quite small - But all of a sudden your stew tastes different; And you hear the gulls cry in a different key; And you see with new eyes, And the faces you see Are people you don’t know at all…
And the someone who touches your hair every day Touches you now in a different way, And you may want to run or you may want to stay - Forever…
And since life is the cry of the gull, And the taste of your stew, And the way that you feel when he touches you - Now your whole life is different; Now your whole life is new.”
“Chanson” (from the musical “The Baker’s Wife”) Music & lyrics by Stephen Schwartz
I've got something to say It's been one of those days When I'm finding it hard to believe in You
I've got something to say I've forgotten how to pray And I'm finding it hard to believe the truth
I've got something to say Right now it feels like You are slipping away Like I am drowning in a crisis of faith Like I'm alone
I've got something to say What was black and white is gray And I'm finding it hard to believe in You
I've got something to say Right now it feels like You are slipping away Like I am drowning in a crisis of faith Like I'm alone
And faith might mean there won't be answers And hope might mean enduring through the night But help me not forget in darkness The things that I believed in light
I've got something to say Right now it feels like You are slipping away Like I am drowning in a crisis of faith Like I was found, but now I'm lost in the fray
I've got something to say It's been one of those days When I'm finding it hard to believe in You
The electronica sounds on this song are pretty trippy; it's on major repeat on my mp3 player right now. I wonder why they never made it before today.
And amazingly, it's selling sex. Good quality music which I would be happy to share with an 8 year old!
You would not believe your eyes if ten million fireflies lit up the world as I fell asleep
'Cause they fill the open air and leave teardrops everywhere you'd think me rude but I would just stand and stare
I'd like to make myself believe that planet Earth turns slowly It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm sleep, 'cause everything is never as it seems.
'Cause I'd get a thousand hugs from ten thousand lightning bugs as they tried to teach me how to dance A fox trot above my head a sock hop beneath my bed a disco ball is just hanging by a thread
Leave my door open just a crack. (Please take me away from here) 'Cause I feel like such an insomniac. (Please take me away from here) Why do I tire of counting sheep (Please take me away from here) when I'm far too tired to fall asleep?
To ten million fireflies I'm weird 'cause I hate goodbyes I got misty eyes as they said farewell But I'll know where several are if my dreams get real bizzare 'Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar
I'd like to make myself believe that planet Earth turns slowly It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep because my dreams are bursting at the seams
To listen to this song, just visit http://www.neverthelessmusic.com. It'll be the first track playing. I love the simple melody, the true words, and the harmony of four boys playing and singing together. This is the stuff that summer love is made of...
I Can't Help It by Nevertheless
Why would anybody want to fall in love?My hands get sweaty and I trip up on my wordsI tell bad jokes and I swear that I get on my own nervesWhy would anybody want to fall in love?I can't help it, I can't help itI can't help it when I'm with youWhy would anybody want to fall in love?Saying goodnight has never been so toughWe talk until my cellphone's dead; I still can't get enoughWhy would anybody want to fall in love?Why would anybody want to fall in love?I'm doing all the things I never thought I'd doMy friends all think I'm crazy, well I'm crazy about you
Have you ever had a sense of missing home so much that it hurts, all the time when you're sitting at home?
The melody of this song always makes me feel that way.
A Case of You (Joni Mitchell, covered by Diana Krall) Just before our love got lost you said / I am as constant as a northern star And I said, constant in the darkness /Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar
On the back of a cartoon coaster / In the blue tv screen light I drew a map of Canada / Oh Canada And your face sketched on it twice
Oh you're in my blood like holy wine Oh and you taste so bitter, but you taste so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you I could drink a case of you darling And I would still be on my feet Oh I'd still be on my feet
Oh I am a lonely painter / I live in a box of paints I'm frightened by the devil / And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid I remember that time that you told me, you said Love is touching souls / Surely you touched mine Cause part of you pours out of me / In these lines from time to time
I met a woman / She had a mouth like yours She knew your life / She knew your devils and your deeds And she said / Colour go to him, stay with him if you can Oh but be prepared to bleed Oh but you are in my blood, you're my holy wine Oh and you taste so bitter, bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you darling Still I'd be on my feet / I'd still be on my feet
The strings on my TaylorBig Baby have been discoloured and looking a little frayed around the sound-hole area, and so I decided that it was time to restring the entire thing, as well as giving the guitar a good wipe. Here are some photos on how it went - nothing earth-shattering, just a normal restringing that I feel like documenting.
Three pictures on the "naked" guitar:
The tools for re-stringing: pliers for the stubborn string-nuts (I don't know what's the technical term for these things that hold the bottom of the strings in place), and the new strings (old strings were looped together in this photo, new strings were in their little envelopes):
Here's a shot of all the strings (before tightening/tuning):
And the final tuned product: I'm quite pleased that it turned out quite neat; I cut off the ends of the sharp points with pliers after I took this photo:
I'm not a Starhub user due to legacy issues, but I really liked the French song that they used in their most recent commercial. Can't remember? Looky here:
Lyrics of Starhub Advertisement C'est Si Bon (and my attempt at translating it)
La vie, c'est si bon, c'est si bon La vie, c'est si bon, c'est si bon J'aime la musique, mais je préfère la sport J'aime le cinema, mais je préfère me te tombée* C'est si bon la matin C'est si bon la nuit
C'est si bon C'est si bon
* this is the closest that I can understand it; I could be wrong
Life, it is good, it is good. Life, it is good, it is good. I love music, but I prefer sports. I love movies, but I prefer to sleep. It's great in the morning, It's great in the night.
Life, it is good, it is good. Life, it is good, it is good.
(the song makes much more grammatical sense in French)
It's got a good trashy cymbal sound to it, and it's got a good beat that you can dance to... I really wonder why Starhub isn't maximising its use, like how M1 totally maxed out KC and the Sunshine Band's "Walking On Sunshine" all those years ago.
The origin of the song is murky. Some say it's a special track written for Starhub. Others say that it's C'est Si Bon, as done by Eartha Kitt, Lisa Ono, Dean Martin, Louie Armstrong and many others, but the tunes sound in the way that "Majulah Singapura" sounds like "Singapura, Oh Singapura" - i.e. they don't.
Have a listen to Lisa Ono's and Eartha Kitt's -
Lisa Ono:
Eartha Kitt:
I guess we'll never know... or at least, I won't know :D
This reminds me of a quote that a lovely lady once told me when I was 11 or 12, at a children's camp at the Christian Outreach to the Handicapped (1991? 1992?) - to learn to hold things with a loose grasp so that it doesn't hurt so much when God takes it away from us. (I think she was quoting Corrie Ten Boom, but I can't seem to find the actual quote and citation.) It's just really hard to remember not to grab everything we can in this "me" culture.
It feels really comfortable on earth. Stuff fits us - clothes, shoes, Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs. There's always something MORE to do/ say/ eat/ take/ see/ experience/ encounter/ learn/ etc. And worse still, our own human desires pull us towards these things, and unyieldingly, we lean towards them... if we forget to check ourselves. My boss once criticised this of me (and he proclaims to be a Christian) - he said "Oh! Thought police!" I'll take that as persecution, thank you very much for adding to my riches in heaven, sir.
It's crazy hard to remember this particular lesson: that this isn't home. This isn't our final destination. But it's not a vacation either! There's Matt 28, our eternal "to-do list" that never ends. So we straddle the two as best we can, muddling our way through with the Holy Spirit.
I asked Andy last week if I should change jobs, to something a little more fulfilling, and something that would advance my career. He told me that he had once asked Ps. Jack Snell the same question. The answer? As usual, in the practice of all psychologists/counsellors, the answer came back in the form of a probing-reflective question: "Would it take time away from God?" I gave Andy a look that resembled the oft-used emoticon: -_- ... Oh, and Andy's been in his current job for about 10 years.
How can one balance all the warring needs within us? To want to fulfil ourselves and our potential, and feel like a useful member of society, versus doing God's work and fulfilling our Holy function (to glorify God)? To meld the two is not impossible, but it's hardly economically-friendly - or put in less PC terms - there's really no money/easy street when you're doing God's work. Rom 7:19-20 For I do not do the good I want, but I do the evil I do not want. Now if (I) do what I do not want, it is no longer I who do it, but sin that dwells in me.
It sucks being a sinful human.
* Besides reminding me of the hymn "This World Is Not My Home", it also remind me of a lovely song by Chris Rice - Life Means So Much
Life Means So Much Chris Rice [Album: Smell the Color Nine]
Every day is a journal page Every man holds a quill and ink And there's plenty of room for writing in All we do is believe and think So will you compose a curse Or will today bring the blessing Fill the page with rhyming verse Or some random sketching
Teach us to count the days Teach us to make the days count Lead us in better ways That somehow our souls forgot Life means so much Life means so much Life means so much
Every day is a bank account And time is our currency So nobody's rich, nobody's poor We get 24 hours each So how are you gonna spend Will you invest, or squander Try to get ahead Or help someone who's under
Teach us to count the days Teach us to make the days count Lead us in better ways That somehow our souls forgot Life means so much Life means so much Life means so much
Has anybody ever lived who knew the value of a life And don't you think giving is all What proves the worth of yours and mine
Teach us to count the days Teach us to make the days count Lead us in better ways That somehow our souls forgot Life means so much
Every day is a gift you've been given Make the most of the time every minute you're living
Celebrities acting like total nerds is always fun to see. All the better if they're amazingly popular, but look like they do know how to laugh at themselves.
Justin Timberlake is one of my favourite celebs to watch/hear - his beats and rhythm are amazing, plus you know, he dated another of my favourite celebs to watch/hear/laugh at, Britney - so it's cute when you see him do stuff like this:
Stuff I'd Like
Lake Tahoe
Borobudor Pyramids, Egypt
Laos
Boro Boro Cambodia (Ankor Wat)
Taj Mahal
Bali Great Ocean Road
Maldives to DIVE!
Great Barrier Reef to DIVE!
Christmas Island
See a penguin in the wild
Christ the Redeemer statue in Rio de Janeiro, Brazil