Jennifer Hudson – ‘I Can’t Let Go’ on Smash

I know it’s fashionable to hate on Smash recently, but you gotta at least admit that Jennifer Hudson KILLS this song. I’ve been playing this on repeat all week. Favorite line – “And when heartache comes a’calling, / I won’t even try to run / Cause it’s all that makes me know that I’m alive.” (Not exactly applicable in my life right now given that I’m happily married, but it still resonates.)

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Paula Cole: Mississippi

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This song falls under the heading of really awesome music I’ve rediscovered in my music library recently. Of course I was listening to Paula Cole something like 10 years ago (1996 – so 15 years ago.) At a particular time in my life when I was completely in love with a woman who was in love with one of my exes – so the “piece of my heart on the sole of your shoe” line really hit home with me.

If you want the mp3 – Amazon has it: Mississippi (Album Version) [Explicit]

I’m skeptical sometimes of the lyrics you find out there on the lyrics sites – I wonder if these are quite accurate? I’ll have to pull out the album and see if it has lyrics in the notes.

I know I’m big and proud all over
not just on the stage
my secret self has many sides
that laugh and crush and stain
I’m red and thick like fire
I like it from behind
but round to black
and red to white
I’m pure and sad and silent

CHORUS:
I know I’ve
gotta piece of my heart
on the sole of your shoe
I’ve got a little bit of thunder
trapped inside of a cloud
the dog in you
spit me out into the Mississippi

I know who can love my many selves
the wife, the bitch, the Rapunzel
the one who cries
and calls for you
the one who is always alone

chorus

oh Mississippi
come and wash my pain away
oh Mississippi
come and take my pain away
I feel I’m drowning
I feel I’m drowning
I feel I’m
I feel I’m
dying

chorus (3 times)

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We need a little christmas

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Mame (1966 Original Broadway Cast)
Mame:
Haul out the holly;
Put up the tree before my spirit falls again.
Fill up the stocking,
I may be rushing things, but deck the halls again now.
For we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute,
Candles in the window,
Carols at the spinet.
Yes, we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute.
It hasn’t snowed a single flurry,
But Santa, dear, we’re in a hurry;
So climb down the chimney;
Put up the brightest string of lights I’ve ever seen.
Slice up the fruitcake;
It’s time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough.
For I’ve grown a little leaner,
Grown a little colder,
Grown a little sadder,
Grown a little older,

All:
And I need a little angel
Sitting on my shoulder,
Need a little Christmas now.

Mame:
Haul out the holly;
Well, once I taught you all to live each living day.

All:
Fill up the stocking,

Young Patrick:
But Auntie Mame, it’s one week from Thanksgiving Day now.

All:
But we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute,
Candles in the window,
Carols at the spinet.
Yes, we need a little Christmas
Right this very minute.

Agnes:
It hasn’t snowed a single flurry,
But Santa, dear, we’re in a hurry;

Ito:
So climb down the chimney;
Put up the brightest string of lights I’ve ever seen.

All:
Slice up the fruitcake;
It’s time we hung some tinsel on that evergreen bough.
For we need a little music,
Need a little laughter,
Need a little singing
Ringing through the rafter,
And we need a little snappy
“Happy ever after,”
Need a little Christmas now.
Need a little Christmas now.

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Weakest Shade of Blue

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Pernice Brothers

won’t you come away with me
and begin something we can’t understand
i’m as lonely as the Irish Sea
i’m as willing as the sand
could it be so wrong, so wrong?
could it be so wrong, so wrong?
won’t you come unbury me
could you light me up like a lemon grove
i’ll save you from this dreamy life
to the hardest love you could ever know
could it be so wrong, so wrong?
could it be so wrong, so wrong?
but don’t cry baby,
please don’t cry baby
i’ll be tender til the day i die
this love i have for you is terrible and true
how this sheltered loveless life
fades into the weakest shade of blue
its ruinous and true
how this sheltered loveless life
fades into the weakest shade of blue
weakest shade of blue
could it be so wrong, so wrong?
could it be so wrong, so wrong?
but don’t cry baby,
please don’t cry baby
i’ll be tender til the day i die
this love i have for you is terrible and true
how this sheltered loveless life
fades into the weakest shade of blue
weakest shade of blue…

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California Stars

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Words: woody guthrie – music: jay bennett/jeff tweedy 1997

Sung by Billy Bragg/Wilco

I’ve had this song in my music library with a bunch of other Wilco for awhile but never really listened to it until it was mentioned in a couple different blogs I read. I threw it in a playlist recently and it popped up this morning on the way to work, so I have it stuck in my head…

I’d like to rest my heavy head tonight
On a bed of California stars
I’d like to lay my weary bones tonight
On a bed of California stars
I’d love to feel your hand touching mine
And tell me why I must keep working on
Yes, I’d give my life to lay my head tonight
On a bed of California stars
I’d like to dream my troubles all away
On a bed of California stars
Jump up from my starbed and make another day
Underneath my California stars
They hang like grapes on vines that shine
And warm the lovers glass lke friendly wine
So, I’d give this world
Just to dream a dream with you
On our bed of California stars

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Music Rediscovered

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We finally we able to upgrade the firmware on our Terabyte server last weekend, and it’s finally behaving in a stable fashion with iTunes (fingers crossed). It was apparently having trouble with long file names (!) and iTunes loves to create long file names, so it kept hiccuping. Since I’ve been home this week, I’ve been able to sort out and reload lots of our music that was acting funny, and I’ve been able re-rip lots of our CDs that have been buried in boxes since we moved in. One of my old favorites I haven’t listened to in many years – the Doo Wop Box.

I’ve been running around the house singing along – Stephanie’s already rolling her eyes. It’s probably safe to say you might here a few songs from this boxed set at our wedding reception, like maybe this…

Buzz Buzz Buzz
The Hollywood Flames
(The Doo Wop Box: 101 Vocal Group Gems from the Golden Age of Rock ‘N’ Roll)
(wha-ooh, wha-ooh, wha-ooh, wha-ooh)
Well buzz buzz buzz goes the bumble bee
A twiddledeedledee goes a bird
But the sound of your little voice, darling,
Its the sweetest sound Ive ever heard.
Well, Ive seen the beauty of the red, red rose,
Seen the beauty when the skies are blue,
Seen the beauty of the evening sunset- but the beauty of you!
Sweet is the honey from the honeycomb,
Sweet are the grapes from the vine,
But theres nothing as sweet as you, darling,
And I hope some day you’ll be mine!

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Kingdom In The Sky

Kingdom In The Sky
by DaVinci’s Notebook
From the album: The Life and Times of Mike Fanning
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All my life I have been searching for that fabled promised land,
With my sisters and my brothers, we shall walk there hand-in-hand.
Through the trials and tribulations, and the devil’s cruel temptations
I know that we’ll all get there one day!
After years and years of wandering, oh, the kingdom we shall find
and the doors might not be open, but we’ll gather in the line.
And our hearts will swell with pride the day those gates swing open wide
and we take a walk down Main Street, USA!
Oh, that Magic Kingdom in the Sky!
We will all be there together by and by!
We will all drink from the fountain and go riding on Space Mountain
When we reach that Magic Kingdom in the Sky!

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I Am The Very Model Of An Ex-Gay Individual

by Justin, of Gay Christian.net

as Justin points out on his site, “Ex-gay” people admit they have what they call ongoing “same gender attraction” (called SGA in the song) but claim they’re not actually gay. (Never mind that the definition of gay is “being attracted to some one of your own sex.)

I.
I am the very model of an ex-gay individual
I’ve no more gay attractions (okay, maybe a residual)
I go to ex-gay conferences, where folks hold me accountable
They say with Jesus, SGA is never insurmountable
I think of God, not Gaynor, when I hear someone say Gloria
I always stay a block away from local gay emporia
I’ve read 8 books on how to please my wife while I’m caressing her
And probably a dozen more by Dr. Laura Schlessinger
[Chorus:
And probably a dozen more by Dr. Laura Schlessinger,
And probably a dozen more by Dr. Laura Schlessinger,
And probably a dozen more by Dr. Laura Schlessing-Schlessinger!]

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The Lusty Month of May

The Lusty Month of May
Julie Andrews
Camelot Soundtrack

The Lusty Month of May, Camelot
The Lusty Month of May, Camelot

Tra la, it’s May, the lusty Month of May
That lovely month when everyone goes blissfully astray
Tra la, it’s here, that shocking time of year,
when tons of wicked little thoughts merrily appear.

It’s May, It’s May, that gorgeous holiday,
when every maiden prays that her lad will be a cad
It’s mad, it’s gay, a libelous display,
Those dreary vows that everyone takes, everyone breaks,
everyone makes divine mistakes
The Lusty Month of May

Whence this fragrance wafting through the air?
What sweet feelings does it’s scent transmute?
Whence this perfume floating everywhere?
Don’t you know, it’s that dear forbidden fruit.

It’s May, the lusty month of May,
That darling month when everyone throws self-control away.
It’s time to do a wretched thing or two,
and try to make each precious day one you’ll always rue.

It’s May, it’s May, the month of "Yes, you may."
The time for every frivolous whim, proper or im-
It’s wild, it’s gay, a blot in every way,
The birds and bees with all of their vast amorous past,
gaze at the human race aghast
The Lusty Month of May.

Tra la, it’s May, the lusty Month of May
That lovely month when everyone goes blissfully astray
Tra la, it’s here, that shocking time of year,
when tons of wicked little thoughts merrily appear.

It’s May, it’s may, the month of great dismay,
when all the world is brimming with fun, wholesome or un-
It’s mad, it’s gay, It’s gay, a libelous display
Those dreary vows that everyone takes, everyone breaks, everyone makes divine mistakes
The Lusty Month of May

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