This week the prompt from Hugh an Erika Kind is to share a song that says something about us personally.
There had always been a spirit of earth and life deep inside of me. It has taken years for this spirit to surface in me. Last December she swam to the surface of my consciousness . She lead me by the hand and has opened my eyes to the truth .
This song by Imogen Heap and the Dewarists show exactly how I feel.
Today is Mother’s Day in the UK so I would like to wish all mums anywhere in the world a very happy mother’s day.
I was spoilt my eldest son drove an hour and a half journey to meet hubby, hubby’s 98yr old mother to buy me dinner and bring me some chocolates. In fact the traffic was so bad it took him over two hours but he made it, he even bought his Nan chocolates too.
My youngest son met me Friday with his youngest son for coffee and he bought me a bouquet of flowers.
My middle son is popping in after he finishes work tonight.
So this year I have been really spoilt. I appreciate that because some years things have not been so smooth.
Sometimes I think we can expect too much of these “Days” Mother’s, Father’s, and Grandparent’s . They are all man made after all. So that the card makers, confectioners, florists and restaurants can make money.
We need to celebrate eachother every day, love, forgive and kind at all times.
My mum and Dad are both dead and I miss them so. I often feel the need to talk to them.
So where ever you are, love your friends, family especially Mum and Dad they will not be there forever.
Care of Jim Adams at NewEpicAuthor: This week’s prompt is Recorded, Jukebox, DJ, Radio.Well this is so hard to pick just one so I am going to pick more than one.
Firstly from 1984 Queen and the fabulous Radio Ga Ga.
Radio Ga Ga”
Radio
Radio
I’d sit alone and watch your light
My only friend through teenage nights
And everything I had to know
I heard it on my radio
You gave them all those old-time stars
Through wars of worlds invaded by Mars
You made ’em laugh, you made ’em cry
You made us feel like we could fly
Radio
So, don’t become some background noise
A backdrop for the girls and boys
Who just don’t know or just don’t care
And just complain when you’re not there
You had your time, you had the power
You’ve yet to have your finest hour
Radio, radio
All we hear is “Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga”
All we hear is “Radio ga ga
“Radio blah blah”
Radio, what’s new?
Radio, someone still loves you
We watch the shows, we watch the stars
On videos for hours and hours
We hardly need to use our ears
How music changes through the years
Let’s hope you never leave, old friend
Like all good things on you we depend
So, stick around ’cause we might miss you
When we grow tired of all this visual
You had your time, you had the power
You’ve yet to have your finest hour
Radio, radio
All we hear is “Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga”
All we hear is “Radio ga ga
Radio goo goo
Radio ga ga”
All we hear is “Radio ga ga
Radio blah blah”
Radio, what’s new?
Someone still loves you
Radio ga ga
Radio ga ga
Radio ga ga
You had your time, you had the power
You’ve yet to have your finest hour
Radio, radio Lyrics from A to Z
Then Robbie Williams and Rock DJ. This is a brilliant song and a great dance record. Me with the floorshow Kickin’ with your torso Boys getting high And the girls even more so Wave your hands if your not with the man Can I kick it? (Yes you can) I got (Funk) You got (Soul) We got everybody I’ve got the gift Gonna stick it in the goal It’s time to move your body Babylon back in business Can I get a witness? Every girl, every man Houston, do you hear me? Ground control, can you feel me? Need permission to land I don’t wanna rock, DJ But your making me feel so nice When’s it gonna stop, DJ? Cos you’re keepin’ me up all night Singin’ in the classes Music for your masses Give no head No backstage passes Have a proper giggle I’ll be quite polite But when I rock the mic I rock the mic (Right) You got no love, then you’re with the wrong man It’s time to move your body If you can’t get a girl But your best friend can It’s time to move your body I don’t wanna be sleazy Baby just tease me Got no family planned Houston, do you hear me? Ground control, can you feel me? Need permission to land I don’t wanna rock DJ But you’re making me feel so nice When’s it gonna stop, DJ? Cos you’re keeping me up all night I don’t wanna rock, DJ But you’re making me feel so nice When’s it gonna stop, DJ? Cos your keeping me up all night Pimpin’ aint easy Most of them fleece me Every night Pimpin’ ain’t easy But if you’re sellin’ it It’s alright Come on I don’t wanna rock, DJ But you’re making me feel so nice When’s it gonna stop, DJ? Cos you’re keeping me up all night I don’t wanna rock, DJ But you’re making me feel so nice When’s it gonna stop, DJ? Cos you’re keeping me up all night
And finally the theme to Juke Box Jury shown from 1959 to 1967. The theme is Hit and Miss by John Barry. It was the first really UK pop show. Previous show were modelled on the US. shows of that genre. Read about Juke box Jury here.
And here is show .. from the 60’s very British.😉
This is brought to as part of Song Lyric Sunday hosted at NewEpicAuthor.
Doh! I was so busy yesterday I missed my personal deadline for Stream of Consciousness Saturday . Yes LindaGHill said : “Your challenge for this week’s #SoCs is Doh! / Dough. Use one use both but make sure you have fun”
Well what can I say Doh! accompanied by either hitting yourself on the head, embarrassment or annoyance is a perfect exspleitif first coined by Homer Simpson.
Dough on the other hand can be two different things. The original meaning of the word is what you make when making bread , you need to knead dough when making bread or doughnuts. Which reminds me doughnuts are Homer Simpson’s favourite food intact I think they are part of his staple diet, if not his staple diet!
The other is a more modern use for the word dough and it refers to money. As in “You need to work to earn the dough” or “that costs a lot of dough!”
Just a thought do you remember the Pillsbury Doughboy. The Pillsbury flour company made numerous adverts staring the cute dough boy who was always being poked and prodded by a human finger. The adverts spanned 1965 to 2017.
And now an Acrostic poem about and spelling Dough.
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