Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Showing posts with label songs. Show all posts
Sad Songs

So, here's the question--What song can ABSOLUTELY reduce you to tears? One came to me immediately.

In the Garden by Marvin Sapp

Nearly 4 years ago, I lost my Granny. Before she passed away, I often heard folks say that they had a "hole in their heart" when speaking about losing a loved one. I never understood it. Now I do. After all this time, the emotion is still very raw to me. She was such a constant in my life and gave me more love than I deserved sometimes.

Anyhow, this was one of her favorite songs and anywhere I hear it, I can be reduced instantly to tears. After she passed, I came across Marvin's rendition and added it to my iPod. But I usually skip it when it comes on. It's way too painful.

So what is it for you? What song wets your face? Why?

Your comments--priceless!!

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The Climb

Let me first say, I am NOT a Miley Cyrus fan. However, with that being said, she does have a new song out whose lyrics are about determination, persistence, and most importantly--accepting failure. I am at a point in my life right now where these lessons are timely for me. Sometimes I will not come out on top. Sometimes, though I've given it my best, I will fall short of the goal. In those times, I have to pick myself up, dust off my britches, and press on.

I'm not fond of Miley's voice, but the lyrics of "The Climb" hit home for me. Here is the chorus...

There's always going to be another mountain
I'm always going to want to make it move
Always going to be an uphill battle,
Sometimes I'm gonna to have to lose,
Ain't about how fast I get there,
Ain't about what's waiting on the other side
It's the climb

She's right--it's not always about winning--sometimes it's about the lessons learned in "the climb." What do you think?

Your comments--priceless!!
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Pull Your Pants Up!
One of my struggles with my middle school aged son is attire. I can NOT stand the slouched pants. There has to be a way of looking presentable without losing all of your cool points.

My son is required to wear uniforms to school, but some of his peers have found a way to make even khaki shorts/pants and golf shirts look slovenly and unkempt. It's actually sad to see youngsters with so little regard for their appearance.

Last night, in a McDonald's parking lot, I noticed teens and young adults coming and going. It was offensive and appalling to see exposed hind parts. Ok, you're right--it WAS Saturday night, but, for most of them, I think this is their regular manner of dress. And when I saw middle aged men rocking the "belt under the buttocks" look, I actually got angry. Why? Why? Why?

And it wasn't just one segment of males--I saw Black, White, Hispanic, etc. It seemed to be generational (discounting the old dudes). Where do these guys work? What employer finds this acceptable? Was this how they showed up for the interview? Is this how they meet women? Go on dates? To nice restaurants and establishments? I just don't see how that could possibly go over well. Could Obama and Joe have sold the stimulus package to America with their back pockets hitting them somewhere around the calf area? I think NOT!

But again, every man everywhere can adopt this style, and there will be one home, down in suburbs of Miami, where the males will dress suitably and respectfully. I hope my son understands...

Your comments--priceless!

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Strumming My Pain With His Fingers

Today is the birthday of one of my favorite vocalists, Roberta Flack. She is 72 today. She's a remarkable woman and a phenomenal singer.
She has a strong voice, but a mellow style. She won Grammys for both "The First Time Ever I Saw Your Face," as well as "Killing Me Softly."

"Killing Me Softly" has dark, haunting lyrics, that I was drawn to--even before I knew what the song was about. As an adult, they've drawn me in even further. It's listed on Rolling Stone's Greatest Songs of All Time list. I love this song...

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

I heard he sang a good song
I heard he had a style
And so I came to see him
To listen for a while
And there he was this young boy
A stranger to my eyes

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

I felt all flushed with fever
Embarassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters
And read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish
But he just kept right on

Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song

He sang as if he knew me
In all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me
As if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing
Singing clear and strong...

Your thoughts--priceless!!
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