Mood: Monday and Song Challenge: Day 25

Art posted here previously was George Michael Singer, acrylics and mixed media on canvas, 2018, by artist Melanie D.

When Jim was here, we talked about the WHAM documentary that’s airing on Netflix. I haven’t seen it, though it’s one of the things I intend to watch.

Today’s song challenge is “a song you like by an artist no longer living.” It was a shock when George Michael died on Christmas Day 2016–too young at 53. In my music television watching heyday, a video with George Michael would stop me in my tracks. I’ve done a lot of research about the evolution of music videos from the 1960s forward (why else? for the Neverending Saga) though of course, they weren’t called “videos” then and were usually shot on 35mm film even after video tape came into existence and “music videos” became part of the common vernacular. George Michael’s videos were art, and I remember them well.

I also haven’t watched The Super Models on Apple TV+, but the holdup on that one for me is that it features the female models who were in George Michael’s “Freedom” video: Naomi Campbell, Cindy Crawford, Linda Evangelista, and Christy Turlington. However, Tatjana Patitz, born on this date, March 25, 1966, in Hamburg Germany, was also in the “Freedom” video, died last year in January, and isn’t part of the documentary. Because of the video, she became my favorite of the group, so I haven’t had the heart to watch it yet.

Naomi Campbell, Linda Evangelista, Tatjana Patitz, Christy Turlington, and Cindy Crawford
Photo taken from this book I own.

 

 

 

 

 

 

Why doesn’t George Michael appear in the video? He told MTV, “I made decisions a couple years ago to change the way my career was going and my life was going by not appearing in the videos, by not being interviewed, by not doing press. Basically, letting my music kind of do what it’s going to do.”

We don’t see him, but his presence still dominates the video (also, probably a lot of people gasped when his leather jacket gets set on fire).

Button Sunday and Song Challenge: Day 24

Today’s song challenge is “a song by a band you wish were still together.” It became impossible that Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young could reunite after David Crosby died, but even before, it was an unrealistic idea. There were too many fractured relationships among them for it to happen. I chose the button for their album So Far deliberately because it includes what I think are two key songs from a certain time in the band’s evolution. Here’s the full cover from my drowned album.

Graham Nash’s “Teach Your Children,” an admonition for parents and children to love each other despite their differences, was on the March 1970 release of their album Déjà Vu. Nash said he wrote it because of his complicated relationship with his father, and is quoted as saying, “The idea is that you write something so personal that every single person on the planet can relate to it.” Young wasn’t present in the studio when Nash taught the song to the others and they recorded it.

After Déjà Vu’s release, as “Teach Your Children” was moving up the charts, the Kent State shooting took place on May 4, inspiring Neil Young to write “Ohio.” To Nash, this song may have seemed like the consequences when the wisdom of “Teach Your Children” went unheeded. The band rushed “Ohio’s” release as a single, and it, too, climbed the charts.

David Crosby, Stephen Stills, Graham Nash, and Neil Young created an impressive body of work as individuals, as members of CSN&Y, and as members of other bands, and for me, the four together created a voice for any turbulent time and every generation. A Stephen Stills quote from last year sometimes haunts me: “Part of me misses David Crosby dreadfully. Part of me thinks he got out of here just in time.”

ETA: For my own personal reference, I’m linking to an account of Déjà Vu’s cover photo because it shows how research persistence really pays off!

Song Challenge: Day 23

I’ve long said that we would make our lives so much easier and better if we could learn to say two phrases and mean them: “I was wrong,” and “I’m sorry.” Sometimes both of them together. Today’s challenge is “a song you think everybody should listen to.” I’m not sure there’s any Elton John hit that hasn’t been heard everywhere, but “Sorry Seems To Be The Hardest Word” makes me think of those two simple yet rare phrases. When I hear it, it takes me back to certain relationships, certain endings, certain missed opportunities. It also reminds me of times one or both of those two phrases either made things right or started a path to healing. Old Woman Tip: If you waited too late–you didn’t. You might not be able to say it to the person you wish you could tell, but say it out loud anyway to put that kindness out there. You’ll feel it for yourself, too. And if someone has the courage to say those words to you, be as gracious as you can be. I’ve always been a believer in Alexander Pope’s, “To err is human; to forgive, divine.”

Photo Friday, No. 901, and Song Challenge: Day 22

Current Photo Friday theme: Color

Happy birthday to my friend Lisa K, she of so many talents (she sings! she paints! she’s a computer wizard! she’s funny! she’s smart!), a tiny dynamo packaged inside a beautiful smile, mesmerizing green eyes, and striking red hair. I’m dedicating today’s song challenge to her.

The theme is “a song that moves you forward.” It’s time I showed the Foo Fighters some love and also reminded myself that “Something From Nothing” expresses how the creative spark and process are often motivated by an underlying rage. Use it; don’t let it drag you down.

Song Challenge: Day 21

Today’s song challenge is “a song you like with a person’s name in the title.” Smokie, a British rock band, had a hit with the song “Living Next Door To Alice” in 1976. It was a cover of the song written by an Australian band named New World, who released it in 1972, but it was a flop for them. (The original songwriters said they were inspired by Dr. Hook & the Medicine Show’s song “Sylvia’s Mother,” so let me give a shoutout to Alice and Sylvia for their place in rock-and-roll history.)

Smokie’s version did well, and though it charted in the U.S., I never heard it. I discovered it thanks to a reference in “The Life of Sharks,” a comic strip I follow on Instagram. The strip’s reference, however, was to the second version done by Smokie in the 1995 remake.

Explanation: Over time, when the band performed the song, it became a chance for the audience to shout back at them, “Alice? Who the fuck is Alice?”

That’s become a phrase I sometimes mutter to myself when I’m confused about something, so I share with you the second version. There are videos of the original (without the chant-back) and other chant-back videos on YouTube, but this remastered version is the one I like for its sound quality. May you come to appreciate Alice as I do.

Song Challenge: Day 20

First off, happy birthday to our friend Steve C. When Tom, Tim, and I played cards with Jim last night, we reminisced about several other visits we’ve shared since we met in 1997, including one in which Jim, Tim, and Steve were all in Houston. A photo we mentioned was one in which Steve wanted to pose with our dachshunds Pete and Stevie to duplicate a photo we took of them with Tom’s brother Jeff once. Why? Because Pete had a tendency to dislike and nip strangers, but he was always fine with Jeff. Steve wanted to prove that Pete would be fine with him, too. It worked, and he got his photo.

But my favorite photo is one in which I asked them to pose like the Valley of the Dolls publicity shot. The original:

And Valley of the Dolls: Becky’s Version.

Today’s song challenge is “a song that has many meanings to you.” Dionne Warwick’s “(Theme From) Valley of the Dolls” does have many meanings to me. It’s in my iTunes library and I hear it a lot in my car.

Tiny Tuesday! and Song Challenge: Day 19

Today’s song challenge is “a song that makes you think about life.” Oddly, one of the first songs that came to mind evoked Judy Collins, and though she recorded it, it’s the signature song of its composer, a different female artist.

Then I realized Judy Collins had a 1975 hit with a different song that also makes me think about life, a Stephen Sondheim composition from A Little Night Music, “Send in the Clowns.” Collins received a Grammy for “Best Song of the Year” in 1976 for her rendition. The song was frequently performed by the character Doug Williams on “Days Of Our Lives” in the years when I watched that daytime drama. Funny that the Time cover celebrating soap operas came out the same month Collins won that Grammy and featured “Doug and Julie,” played by real-life married couple Bill Hayes and Susan Seaforth Hayes. I’m not sure if he’d performed the song on the show before the Grammy win, or if that’s when the writers decided to make it Doug and Julie’s song because the characters were so star-crossed in their relationship.

A favorite memory of mine is living on the bottom floor of an apartment in Tuscaloosa and watching Doug and Julie’s wedding on TV. It was the kind of moment that you wish you could share with another viewer (now we have social media for that!), and I remember being so happy and walking outside just as the girl from the upstairs apartment came out. She looked happy, too, and we smiled at each other. “I know it’s dumb,” I called up, “but I’m SO HAPPY Doug and Julie just got married on my soap opera!” “ME, TOO!” she said, having also just watched it, and thus a friendly acquaintance based on a soap opera began.

Years later, I watched the wedding of the characters Luke and Laura from “General Hospital” with a theater full of people at Ferguson, the student center at Bama, where cake and punch were served to us in their honor. Soaps were a BIG DEAL to college students. In graduate school, I took my daily lunch break in the TV room at Ferguson to watch “The Young and the Restless” with other students (I didn’t own a TV anyway, but it was fun to sit with a diverse group of people and react to the show.)


I don’t have clown phobia, but I couldn’t think of anything at the Hall close to a clown to photograph to tie the song challenge to Tiny Tuesday. Then I remembered this little item from the toy box: the character Nemo from the movie Finding Nemo,, who is a CLOWNFISH. =)

Mood: Monday, and Song Challenge: Day 18

Art posted here previously was Garbage Patch Artwork, mixed media, sculpture on plastic, date unknown, by artist Simone Spicer.

Today, March 18, is Global Recycling Day. The link gives a lot of information about the day and about recycling in general. This paragraph in particular stood out to me: Before throwing something in the trash or even in the recycling bin, first think of ways the item could be reused. Perhaps it would be a good idea to wash out a plastic carrier bag or a zipper closure bag and use it a few more times. Or maybe it would be possible to use those plastic containers from the grocery store in the kids’ lunch boxes. And also try using that piece of aluminum foil again. Anything that can be used just two times essentially cuts the waste of that product in half!

That made me feel a little bit better that all the things I reuse at Houndstooth Hall can actually be having an impact on reducing waste.

Today’s song challenge is “a song you know all the words to.” And while I sang one word of the lyrics wrong for many years, I finally allowed myself to be persuaded that Mary’s dress SWAYS instead of WAVES in Bruce Springsteen’s carpe diem song “Thunder Road.” (I still like the visual and implication of “waves” better than “sways,” and I still disagree that we can’t say fabric “waves,” since somewhere every day someone is listening to or singing our national anthem which asks the question, “…does that star spangled banner yet wave?” It does.)

Here’s an acoustic version of the song, because I have no idea which video on YouTube will eventually be pulled due to copyright. My blog has become littered with those over its twenty years–a different kind of waste.

Button Sunday and Song Challenge: Day 17

Happy St. Patrick’s Day. Are you wearing green today? I’m not sure how much writing I’ll be doing while Jim’s here, but I’m in the final stretch of the first section of the book which is all presented through the voice of one character. The good news is that the next character up (who’s half Irish–I can stay on topic!), has already been nudging me about how to kick off his section. It’s always a relief to have a plan.

For now, I’m simply going to enjoy the few days Jim will be here. I also committed to a small project (small for me; big for him) for someone who I’ve long enjoyed interacting with online. I once wrote a short story for an anthology he was putting together (hope remains that collection will one day be published; I’d love to see that story in print). I’ve started my part of his current project and need to get it to him as soon as I can.

The song challenge for today is “a song you’d sing with someone at karaoke.” I’ve mentioned on here more than once that I’ve had a single adventure in karaoke, when I was pulled into a group of women to sing Guns N’ Roses’ “Welcome to the Jungle.” I’m not sure I sang as much as I laughed, because one of the women took the lead and owned it. It was such a surprise, because she was normally a reserved person; it was great to see her cut loose and enjoy herself so immensely. I don’t think that experience could be replicated, BUT… with the right group of women friends, I might be persuaded to play air guitar and pretend to be as cool as Joan Jett in this video (I would provide BACKING VOCALS ONLY) on the Runaways’ “Cherry Bomb.”

Song Challenge: Day 16

Today’s challenge is “a song that’s a favorite from any genre.” R.E.M. is one of my top bands. I respect them for disbanding when they thought it was time, but I miss them. They have so many songs I never get tired of listening to. Though “Losing My Religion” was probably overplayed on music television, both the song and the video are classic.

Jim arrived here around noon today after Tim picked him up at the airport. We haven’t seen him since the month before the flood in 2017, so this visit is long overdue. Just as always, it’s like those years never happened. As the four of us sat at the table and talked, it was easy to remember why we started writing together. Just missing Timmy from the group!