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by PAM
Some say 'time flies when you're having fun'... and yet, when days are lousy and dry, you 'sleep it off'... before you know it, time has ran out, too! And then you begin again.
Whew, August went fast! I just realized that I only had one post here for the month of August this year... and the first day of September will be over in a few minutes, too. Where did all the days of August go? I actually don't remember much... but I am sure many things happened within the month. I guess, I was just rushing from one 'big plate' to another... and I kind of remember, there were many 'ugly' things around. In fact, I believe many things were quite intense... and I had very intense reaction to each as well... and yet, I tried to keep the rants, grunts and the sighs of frustration low. And that reminds me of one of my favorite songs by one of my favorite bands in the '80s: "Thinking of you" by The Colourfield.
🎼🎶 "...so walk where angels fear to thread for everything you've ever wanted...
...I could be the one thing left in your hour of need,
so if you decide to change your views, I'm thinking of you.
...we should take a bus to somewhere else, to something new
thank God we're alive and bite off more than we can chew.
Do the things that just don't matter, laugh while others look in anger,
stumble over four-leaf clovers, and say goodbye to lonely banners!
If you ever think of me, I'd be thinking of you
through thick and thin, I'd bear it and grin
and never give in.
...so if you decide to change your views,
I'm thinking of you." 🎶🎵
I know, if you watched the video without the sound, it could surely be the most stolid performance you could ever have watched in your whole life! And yet, if you listened to the lyrics of the song, my goodness, how so very profound! I love how their fabulous frontman, Terry Hall, tried so hard to look bored... and yet, he can't seem to help making those cute eye-rolls, and giving hints-of-smile... very charming, indeed!
Yep, back in the days when I was at the height of my teenage cynicism and desperately wishing for profundity from my 'boring' environment and circumstance, I absolutely adored The Colourfield! I felt an incredible affinity with their 'sadder than sad', skeptical, cynical and bored songs... only because listening to their songs then was the safest and most benign way of expressing rebellion, boredom and angst. 😠🎧🎶 Uh, yeah, teenagers then were quite responsible and considerate even in expressing their anger and dissatisfaction, so why should I deviate? 😂 I guess I was aware then that it was just a phase... and there was no point in creating permanent damage to relationships (and to my image lest I become famous someday 😜) while I went through a phase.
Now, I wish I had that 'teenager's excuse'... that I'm going through 'a phase', therefore, I'd like to be left alone so I could listen to 'my sad songs' in peace!
🎶 "...I really wanted to share forgotten dreams
go though the motions of loving from afar
and feel as if I'm reaching for the stars.
But each drop of hopelessness amounts to what could be a raging sea
It could be spring time, I'd meet her at the gates
if beauty ever comes to those who wait.
Castles in the air,
if only they were there...." 🎶
Oh, oh, oh... oh, how so beautiful! So sad and yet so 'secretly' hopeful, so cynical and yet so poetic, so angry and yet so lovingly tender. And that beat... ah, my goodness, whatever happened to music? Wherever this sort of beautiful concoction of emotional desperation and intelligent play of words have gone these days? No wonder, people kill themselves when they're sad these days... they do not have these songs to wallow on... and then, the very same songs to inspire them to embrace the sadness of life... because underneath the sad, sad tune is a profundity whose depth and breathtaking beauty is so worth spending our whole lives pondering!
My goodness, life is good, why waste it? Why throw it away?
My goodness, life is good, why waste it? Why throw it away?
🎶 "...I kissed goodbye to an ugly youth
leapt off the world and followed you.
...you took my hand and led me to a magic sign
and we found love on a stained glass plate
you touched my head and gave me faith
and said I must be strong in this world of hate.
You kissed my lips and took my breath away." 🎶
How they can sing about political issues, expressed their views fiercely in an upbeat tune, and made them sound like a love song, too, was impressive. We used to 'slam dance to "Confession", not knowing exactly how Terry Hall was editorializing the political situation of Great Britain when the song came about. That's their strength, y'see, when they wish to 'editorialize', they did it in a fun way that left their listeners freedom to disagree with them... and yet, giving enough room to agree - on the dance floor. They avoided preaching, and were not afraid to look like they were singing with tongue-in-cheek... because they knew they have intelligent enough listeners to know the difference.
...you took my hand and led me to a magic sign
and we found love on a stained glass plate
you touched my head and gave me faith
and said I must be strong in this world of hate.
You kissed my lips and took my breath away." 🎶
How they can sing about political issues, expressed their views fiercely in an upbeat tune, and made them sound like a love song, too, was impressive. We used to 'slam dance to "Confession", not knowing exactly how Terry Hall was editorializing the political situation of Great Britain when the song came about. That's their strength, y'see, when they wish to 'editorialize', they did it in a fun way that left their listeners freedom to disagree with them... and yet, giving enough room to agree - on the dance floor. They avoided preaching, and were not afraid to look like they were singing with tongue-in-cheek... because they knew they have intelligent enough listeners to know the difference.
But, yeah, they were at their very best when they offered their listeners a shoulder to cry on. It was absolutely irresistible then, it's totally irresistible now...
🎶 "...Why did summer go so quickly, was it something that you said?
Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand.
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in the hallway and the fragments of a song
Half-remembered names and faces but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
that the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair." 🎶
Lovers walk along the shore and leave their footprints in the sand.
Is the sound of distant drumming just the fingers of your hand?
Pictures hanging in the hallway and the fragments of a song
Half-remembered names and faces but to whom do they belong?
When you knew that it was over you were suddenly aware
that the autumn leaves were turning to the color of her hair." 🎶
See, whatever 'misfortunes' I may be experiencing or have experienced before, I guess they are nothing compared to the wonderful experience of finding this band and their music at the height of their creativity. Their music was inspired... and so, they also inspire. I didn't always subscribe to the ideas that they offered... but the subtlety by which they stated them manifested respect to their listeners. And that heightened my admiration. Every word and note was a treasure... a little pearl that seemed like a tear, the manifestation of sadness... but it was actually a gem - a fortification of the treasures of the seas, hidden in a hard unremarkable shell. And that further heightened its otherwise understated beauty.
Indeed, 'time flies when you're having fun', thank goodness for classics... and classic memories!
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Video credit: Thanks, YouTube, for the video links.
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Indeed, 'time flies when you're having fun', thank goodness for classics... and classic memories!
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Video credit: Thanks, YouTube, for the video links.
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