Remix?

I don't always remember what songs I've posted in the past... ok I recall a few of them but I am consistent so if asked I am likely to give the response I did when I posted it, but whatever I repeat remains awesome. This one seems applicable presently.... "the day that you stop running is the day you've arrived.... stop chasing shadows just enjoy the ride."


-JM  

Reality

Regina sings as fast as we talk. Great song. My mom is sick again (still), and I know by her emails she is reaching for help but doesn't know what to do, and neither do I because know how it feels to be so scared but still lying in denial about what's wrong. - JM

Evolution of Dance

Never gets old yo. = JM

When I'm gone....

I already cry. Do not sacrifice ir make excuses. To those who loved you when convenient, they can suck a dick. I've been crazy in love with you for a good while, you deserve better than you allow. I dont understand it because you are ten times a harder bitch than I can ever be, but you let people walk on you. Stop it. I insist and know you will go everywhere you aim. But I already miss you. - JM

Above it

There are days you just shake it off and .... walk it out.

Update to Jon's Not Giving a What

Ok, I tend to be a word fiend but I was on my playlist and I never actually noticed that he said "Step aside bitches because I give the lowest amount of fuck humanly possible."

If that isn't one of the greatest things ever to say I don't know what is.  I GIVE THE LOWEST AMOUNT OF FUCK HUMANLY POSSIBLE.  

That tickles me in a way I can't drag myself from under the bed in a ball of giggle.  I can't count how often that line, or similar has ran through my head,. It smacks "I'm batshit crazy and about to pop off and I'm taking everyone with me." 


Now, I know Jon wasn't precisely, or seriously planning to kill anyone's toaster but that is an epic fucking line.  Lowest amount?  Rock.... 

Between the below and this repeat.... balance.  Squint, then get all peacified.  Yes, I made a word!  To be peacy-



- JM

Piss Pad

Ever have to hit the bathroom hard, felt the urine creeping up like a full on tantrum and "almost:" make it?  If not, guess what, age is coming and it shocks you with sudden reality.  Once finally in the loo, it is but a dribble of embarrassment, and you think all that rush for THIS????  This pitiful smack of a bathroom stop was so fucking urgent?  Nervous pissing is the worst.

This is pretty, wish I knew sign language.....  - JM

"Tomorrow we'll be free...... Let's not fight, I 'm tired can't we just sleep...... " 

I dont give a what what????

To lighten shit up...... this is mandatory theme song.  Just wake up and roll this in in head with a beat to your stride as your stride into work........... lol.  - JM

The Boxer

Absorb lyrics, please,. Heart, these new ones are very ones close to me.  You are in love with a very different generation than I am, but both are interesting.  Mine makes me cry lol, yours ... hairspray!!!!  The Video does not depict lyrics, but is ...ya, close eyes and just listen.  - JM

Different Drum

Sky Comes Down

Lasty for today....

Just because aren't blood, in no way means aren't kin.

Hippy Time

This just me, I've always had a hippy leg tucked under the pants.. Posing... new perspectives.  -JM

J fav carries on....

My turn for songs that I was into..... none are unintentional.  Calculated as ever, but don't take it exactly literally perhaps, it's not a complete love song.  Be a bit broad, that it's simply sometimes a simple distancing of self, or knowing a disconnection of life in some way.  Listen, it says, I don't know that I will, but until I can find me, ...... I'll be what what I am.  Promise it will resonate, I love you!!!  -JM

Booty up

Jeni time!  Nancy is epic, and timely.  I do not mean Jay, but should the boot fit.... - JM

Black black...

Clearly not to YOU. But something I intrigue, it's beautiful and dark.  . - JM

If I were a Wealthy Man

So here is where we have a problem.

Below are two renditions.  Both I like to a degree I feel like the first version is shitting on my lore.  I am very apt to speedy fun music, but this one..... they went and took a monumental song and made it a likable mockery.  Tevye, in the movie Fiddler on the Roof is making a statement about being quite poor, jewish, and in the underbelly of humanity scrutiny.  I can't compare Gwens shit to it, it seems very bold to me to remake it, and in her wealth saying "if I were a rich girl"   Fiddler on the Roof is one of my favorite top three movies.  The acts against the jewish in all countries inexcusable.  Gwen might have not picked that song if she really watched the sentiment of that movie.




 Now the real deal........ Please ,see the movie.

Ten 20, 30, 40, 50 or more!!!!! Epic for the time yo!

I seriously grew up with this song. 

I will always be.......

Yep.  Absolutely yep, on my playlist long time.  Lyrics perfection......

Can I get a what what?

Circa 1999.  I was working for a really cool civil engineer.  I use the term loosely as I once watched an entire team of civil engineers argue over a crooked picture on the wall for a good thirty minutes.  One went so far as to propose a self straitening screw to alleviate the problem.  They were serious.  With a mouthful of chips, I walked over and with a cheeto finger, straightened it, and returned to my desk,

 One of the engineers was a Pakistani man named Imran.  Potentially one of the smartest influences in my life.  Another tale later of that, I really learned so much culturally there. 

So Mr. Imran falls in love with a kindred, named Umbreen.  She is most awesome... insanely smart but has muscular dystrophy.  She needs the lower arm crutches to get about but gives two shits.  Imran is royalty in his country so battles with staying with a woman who might not produce kids, which is quite important to their culture.

Umbreen opens a club in Reno.  I know graphic design fairly enough so offered to help and designed her menu and a couple of flyers to drag people in, was paid, and given free pass to first show.  Headliner was a male review.

.................

Yeah.  My sister and I rolled in, got drinks.  I immediately began folding my one dollar bills into stripper form and ling them on the table.  This was my sisters first time and her eyes bulged and fingers began to follow the path of the fold before the music began. 

Now let me say, male strippers and that environment aren't my ice cream.  All men men flip flop it around back and forth as if to scream "look what I got!" , I can get that at home and it's impressive if we having a flip flap contest, we taking the gold... all the same, this many many years prior to mister and Umbreen was launching her club with ... not the worst of men. 

My sister was a ball of blush, but it was dark so all could see was her with lips around a straw and eyes diverted.  Her bachelorette party would prove quite different lol.

So a couple gents come and go, then the music starts.....


Dirty South.  This giant black man comes outs flapping like a trapped seagull.     Every jaw in the room hit the floor.  My hand robotically reached for the saved folded dollars.  He came over and happily winged his way into my dollars.  I don't think my eyebrows went down for two days.  My sister was hiding under the table,  was shy then lol.

He came came back with full crew end of show to this song:




Again not my ice cream, but I went home broke . 

Until next time.....