‘Blackout’ is a David Bowie song written and recorded in 1977 for the Heroes album. Bowie said that the song did refer to power cuts, and the New York City blackout of 1977 seems to have left an impression on him. Bowie sings long, meandering lines about a beauty in a cage, a need to see a doctor and this song seems to get stranger line by line, as he shouts out random lyrics and continues to mutter. This song may be about Bowie going to a club that had cage dancers which he thought were too expensive for his taste. Maybe Bowie did some cocaine in the club, and he blacked out and when he woke up, he wanted to see a doctor. He pleads with this girl to stay with him, because he wants to kiss her in the rain. I’m not really sure about much of the rest of this song, but it might be about drugs, or a relationship, or a blackout and I won’t even try to guess.
Oh you, you walk on past
Your lips cut a smile on your face
(Your scalding face) to the cage, to the cage
She was a beauty in a cage
Too, too high a price
To drink rotting wine from your hands
(Your fearful hands) get me to a doctor’s, I’ve been told
Someone’s back in town the chips are down
I just cut and blackout
I’m under Japanese influence and my honor’s at stake
The weather’s grim, ice on the cages
Me, I’m Robin Hood and I puff on my cigarette
Panthers are steaming, stalking, screaming
If you don’t stay tonight
I will take that plane tonight
I’ve nothing to lose, nothing to gain
I’ll kiss you in the rain
Kiss you in the rain (kiss you in the rain)
Kiss you in the rain (kiss you in the rain)
In the rain (in the rain)
Get me to the doctor
Get me off the streets
(Get some protection)
Get me on my feet
(Get some direction)
Hot air gets me into a blackout
Oh, get me off the streets
Get some protection
Oh, get me on my feet
while the streets block off
Getting some skin exposure to the blackout (get some protection)
Get me on my feet (get some direction, woo-hoo)
Oh, get me on my feet
Get me off the streets (get some protection)
Get a second, get a (woo-hoo)
Yeah, get a second breath and pass, second go, blackout
Untouched books crowded his shelves, shiny leather spines and faded first editions, meticulously dusted and never read. The books were just illusions to impress others, and they made his life bearable, because they impressed his friends. He had no intention of ever reading any of them, as knowing too much would take away his individualism, and his sense of style. He was as phony as a three-dollar bill, but what nobody knew was that the book shelves were hiding a secret passage to his panic room. He was not sorry for all of the lies that he feed to the press and he hoped that Trump would exonerate him one day.
They finally caught up to Julian Assange and his long-time friend Pamela Anderson felt he would not survive an extradition from the U.K. to the U.S. He breached his bail in June 2012 and took refuge in the Embassy of Ecuador in London. In January 2018, Julian was granted Ecuadorian citizenship. Assange was arrested in 2019 after being evicted from the Ecuadorian Embassy in London, where he had sought refuge to avoid being sent to Sweden over allegations of rape and sexual assault. The 48-year-old Australian has been indicted in the U.S. on 18 charges over the publication of classified documents. Prosecutors say he conspired with U.S. Army intelligence analyst Chelsea Manning to crack a password, hack into a Pentagon computer and release secret diplomatic cables and military files on the wars in Iraq and Afghanistan.
Trump stood on his soap box and threw a conniption saying that he loves Wikileaks and he publicly encouraged Russians to hack Hillary’s emails, but now he changed his mind and he is currently saying, “I know nothing about Wikileaks”. Assange chose to play around in espionage and the First Amendment doesn’t give anyone a license to jeopardize national security, especially an unsavory character that is using dubious methods. Julian has set a bad precedent for the future of the internet and he made his bed, so he should have to sleep in it. Whether he is found guilty or innocent, doesn’t really bother me, but I am interested in what the final decision is about him. Many people think he is a good guy who got a bad deal, but I disagree as united we fell to the hackers.
Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Exonerate, for the Daily Spur prompt – Feed, for Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie First Line Friday hosted by Dylan, for FOWC with Fandango – Survive, for Jibber Jabber by Sue – Box, for August Monthly Writing Prompts – United we fell, for Ragtag Community – Lies, for Reena’s Exploration Challenge prompt 150 – Illusions, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Play Sorry Final and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Conniption.
Wait I just came up with something, “So it begins”, a phrase that was used by King Theoden the leader of Rohan in the Lord of the Rings movie The Two Towers, right before the major battle at Helms Deep. The phrase can be used to signify the start of a major or significant event, and it is very appropriate when a shitstorm is coming. It is easy to hate orcs, because they were created to be hated. Tolkien needed these particular monsters, so his heroes would have a continual supply of enemies to fight against, that nobody would feel sorry for, even when they were killed. Everyone appreciates the concept of violence being used against evil despicable characters.
Written for Fandango’s Dog Days of August FDDA #26 where the prompt is your favorite quote and for FOWC with Fandango – Nothing.
The feeling has gone away, and now that I have lost that loving feeling, I am thinking about calling it quits. Maybe it was inevitable that I would not last as the host for Song Lyric Sunday, but at one time, I really did enjoy doing this, however lately this has not been a day at the beach. For the past two weeks, I had to include rants on this challenge that was once all about having fun. I thought that I was doing a pretty good job, and even though I read every song post that was submitted, this was not being reciprocated with the posts that I wrote. I don’t enjoy arguing, and I don’t like quitting either and if people could just be a little bit nicer, I would stick around.
I have prompts scheduled till November 8, 2020 and in the mean time I will be looking for a new host to take over. It is just a few bloggers that have been getting on my nerves and if they quit before I do, then I will stick around. Song Lyric Sunday was my favorite day of the week, but lately it has become a hassle and maybe it is time for new blood. The thrill of coming here every week to see which songs everybody will pick has gone away and maybe it is not gone for good, but without the fun that this challenge once had, it is not worth it for me to continue.
Written for FOWC with Fandango – Inevitable and for Ragtag Community – Beach.
Happy Birthday Bugs Bunny, and I want to say that you are looking really great for someone who turned 80 years old today. I am so happy that I grew up with you and your fellow cartoon characters and that I was able to go on many an escapade together with you. I never made it all the way down your rabbit hole, but beneath the surface of the night while I was laying in my bed, I did dream about you. When I was young, I had trouble distinguishing between my R’s and W’s which had nothing to do with the locale that I was from, it was natural for a kid my age that watched Elmer Fudd, and I often said wabbit instead of rabbit. My speech teacher had me say things like, “Bitter bananas” and I had to repeat many things to satisfy her. Elmer Fudd may have been the worst hunter ever and even though he could never get a break from that wascally wabbit, he would have never made any money at this, despite all of the labor that he put into his hunting. I just ran out of shows to watch on Netflix and I am thinking about checking out Umbrella Academy.
Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Locale, for the Daily Spur prompt – Natural, for FOWC with Fandango – Escapade, for Midwest Fantasy Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge – Beneath the surface of the night, for Jibber Jabber by Sue – Satisfy, for August Monthly Writing Prompts – Bitter bananas, for Ragtag Community – Umbrella, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Labor Money Break, for GC The Main Aisle and Sue W Nan’s Farm Weekly Prompt – Characters and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Dream.
Rain, rain go away. Hurricane Isaias passed me by with no damage and it is headed up toward Myrtle Beach now carrying heavy rain, storm surge and high winds with it. In 1979, a 16-year-old girl, Brenda Spencer, who lived in a house across the street from the Grover Cleveland Elementary School in San Diego, California, was convicted of shooting and killing the principal and a custodian, while eight children and police officer Robert Robb were injured. A reporter asked her why she had done it, and she answered, “I don’t like Mondays. This livens up the day.” Bob Geldof, then the lead singer of the Boomtown Rats, read about the incident and he wrote the song ‘I Don’t Like Mondays’ about it and this became the band’s biggest hit. There is just something deeply wrong about writing a song about someone who fired at children playing in a schoolyard.
The Mamas and Papas had a #1 hit in 1963 with their third single ‘Monday Monday’, which is about the lousy feeling that comes with the end of the weekend and beginning of another workweek. John Phillips wrote this and neither Denny Doherty, Mama Cass or Michelle Phillips liked the song, and John Phillips claimed that he had no idea what the song meant. Larry Knechtel played keyboards, Joe Osborn played bass, Hal Blaine was on drums and P.F. Sloan played guitar on this recording. Michelle Phillips is the only surviving member of the group and the Mamas and the Papas were inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1998.
Prince Rogers Nelson using the pseudonym “Christopher” wrote the song ‘Manic Monday’ which became a big hit for the Bangles in 1987. This song is about a woman who is waking up to go to work on Monday, wishing that it was still Sunday, so she could continue relaxing. Prince gave the song to Bangles rhythm guitarist Susanna Hoffs, hoping that she would sleep with him. Christopher was the name of a character that Prince used in his movie Under the Cherry Moon. In the early ‘80s the Bangles were part of a Los Angeles movement known as the Paisley Underground and the next year, ‘Walk Like An Egyptian’ became a #1 song for them. The Bangles are not in the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame.
Nobody ever said that there would be days like these, and in the John Lennon’s song ‘Nobody Told Me’ there are strange days indeed, as this remained unreleased till 1984 which was four years after he was already dead. The song contains the line “There’s UFOs over New York, and I ain’t too surprised”, which was inspired by Lennon’s alleged sighting of a UFO in 1974 while he was with his lover May Pang during a separation from Yoko. According to Pang, John yelled out the window “come back – take me!”
It doesn’t have to be a Monday or a day where it is raining to make you feel down, as sometimes we all get sad, feeling like we don’t belong, or that we don’t fit in a world that seems to be treating everyone else fine. The Wrecking Crew backed up The Carpenters on ‘Rainy Days and Mondays’ and this song went to #2 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart in 1971. This song was written by composer Paul H. Williams and lyricist Roger S. Nichols who also wrote the hit ‘Out in the Country’ together, which reached #15 for Three Dog Night and separately they wrote themes for popular TV shows, with Williams writing for The Love Boat and Nichols for Hart To Hart. They also wrote ‘We’ve Only Just Begun’ which was recorded by The Carpenters as well.
Talkin’ to myself and feelin’ old
Sometimes I’d like to quit
Nothin’ ever seems to fit
Hangin’ around
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
What I’ve got they used to call the blues
Nothin’ is really wrong
Feelin’ like I don’t belong
Walkin’ around
Some kind of lonely clown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
Funny, but it seems I always wind up here with you
Nice to know somebody loves me
Funny, but it seems that it’s the only thing to do
Run and find the one who loves me (the one who loves me)
What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out (talk it out)
We know what it’s all about
Hangin’ around (hangin’ around)
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
Funny, but it seems that it’s the only thing to do (only thing to do)
Run and find the one who loves me
What I feel has come and gone before
No need to talk it out
We know what it’s all about
Hangin’ around (hangin’ around)
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get me down
Hangin’ around (hangin’ around)
Nothin’ to do but frown
Rainy days and Mondays always get
Me down
I went to the dentist Friday morning and I had my teeth cleaned. My hygienist Precious was very happy that my teeth were doing better after she measured the pocket depth of the groove between my gums and teeth by placing a dental probe beneath my gumline. Last year I had the deep cleaning done and they have since put me on a new prescription mouthwash and I guess that all of these things are helping. I have to go back again in the end of August to get three fillings done and then next year I will let them do the crown that they say that I need. I had way too many medical bills already this year with that expensive cataract surgery and the crown can wait as it is in the back of my mouth.
I had told Precious that I am a blogger and I asked her if she knew that song by the Three Degrees called ‘When Will I See You Again’, because her name is mentioned in it. She said that she never heard it, but since I was asking, she scheduled me for two more appointments.
When Will I See You Again
When Will I See You Again?
When will we share precious moments?
Will I have to wait forever?
Will I have to suffer
And cry the whole nights through?
When Will I See You Again?
When will our hearts be together?
Are we in love or just friends?
Is this my beginning
Or is this the end?
When Will I See You Again?
When Will I See You Again?
When Will I See You Again?
I called her Frondescence, because she was always seemed to find new ways of leaving me and I doubt that she’ll ever come back. If only we could have only met later on in life when I was more mature. She was special to me and I am the one who is culpable for our relationship falling apart. She warned me from the beginning that she would not stand for me showing interest in anybody but her, but when I saw this tall blonde hitchhiking in the rain, I stopped to offer succor, because I saw she was in distress. When I got back to our apartment, I told her about the girl that I picked up in the rain, and she flipped out saying, “You can have her if you want her, as I am leaving.”
I said, “Honey, it is not like that, nothing happened and all I want is you. I would never sink to the level of cheating on you, so you have no reason to be jealous of this girl that I will most likely never see again. I would not have even told you about her, if I thought that you were going to go off on a virtual tirade like this. I want our love to soar, but if you already have your mind made up, I did get that girl’s phone number.” She threw a shoe at me and left.
Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Succor, for the Daily Spur prompt – Sink, for FOWC with Fandango – Culpable, for Jibber Jabber by Sue – Soar, for July Monthly Writing Prompts – If only we could, for Ragtag Community – Frondescence, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Offer Tall Special and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Virtual.
I had enough toilet paper to last me till Thanksgiving and I was not worried when all the shelves were empty at the store, but yesterday when I went out, I saw that they had toilet paper available on the shelves again, and I bought more. It is taking up the whole bottom space in my pantry and I can barely close the door and I figure that now I will be good through Easter and my pantry could be called the cupboard of abundance. I certainly don’t want to run out of toilet paper and it looks like we have a long way to go with this Covid-19 pandemic, as it doesn’t seem to be going quietly away. I wonder if I was stocking up, or have I become a hoarder.
It seems simple enough, wash your hands, avoid touching your face and when you are out in public, wear a mask and practice social distancing. Trump came up with a deeply flawed argument, dismissing the severity of the pandemic, downplaying the effect of the disease even as infections continue to spread across the US. He falsely claimed that 99% of the virus cases are totally harmless and I heard on the news that 4% of the people who get Covid-19 in the US, end up dead. Almost 130,000 people have already died here from this so-called “harmless” virus and at about 2.9 million people have tested positive for the infection, so a simple observation along with some easy math says that it is closer to 4.5% of the people that contract this virus will end up dead. These statistics don’t even account for the thousands of people who have spent weeks in the hospital or weeks at home with mild to moderate symptoms that caused debilitating health problems.
In Florida where many people are aging, test results showed that by July 3, that there has been a total of 190,052 positive COVID-19 cases with 3,702 of these resulting in death from the virus. Since July 3rd, 18 more Florida residents have died from this pandemic. It is not just the older populations and those with underlying health conditions that are at risk, as Covid-19 is having a severe impact on young people now. In Florida, the median age of positive Covid-19 cases in March was 65 years old, but within the last week, it has dropped to 35 years old. Florida has reopened and maybe this was done by Governor Ron DeSantis to oblige the Republican president, but if that is the case, this was done in bad taste.
A significant portion of Covid-19 patients are asymptomatic, so that means that there are a lot of people who are walking around with the virus, but since they are unaware of having it, but they are passing this infection on to others, so the transmission is still spreading. The Novel Covid-19 is a silent killer and you may not know that you are infected, until it is too late. The world is different now, especially in the stillness that was created by social distancing, quarantine, and isolation. Many people feel loneliness and this is apparent in those who wear their heart on their sleeve, but everyone copes differently and you can’t tell a book by its cover. It is not like we can put on a pair of ruby slippers and tap our heels together like Dorothy did in The Wizard of Oz and have everything go back to normal again, as the genie is not getting back in the bottle.
Written for Sheryl’s Daily Word Prompts – Oblige, for the Daily Spur prompt – Loneliness, for Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Observation, for Reena’s Exploration Challenge #Week 142 prompt – The genie is not getting back in the bottle, for FOWC with Fandango – Taste, for Midwest Fantasy Devereaux Frazier and Beth Amanda Tuesday Writing Prompt Challenge – to write a poem or piece of prose around the words “in the stillness”, for Jibber Jabber by Sue – Quietly, for July Monthly Writing Prompts – The cupboard of abundance, for Ragtag Community – Ruby, for Di’s Three Things Challenge prompt words – Available Book Sleeve, for Linda G. Hill Life in progress What Day is it Anyway? July 7th, 2020 and for Word of the Day Challenge Prompt – Aging.
By opening a book, you afford yourself with the potential to gain knowledge. The lips of the wise spread knowledge, but the hearts of fools still believe in Trump, loving him like he is the second coming of God. No matter what he says, or does, Republicans are sticking with him, even when he defends Putin. Press Secretary Kayleigh McEnany said during Tuesday’s White House briefing that President Trump has been briefed on intelligence that found a Russian military unit offered and paid bounties to militants for killing United States soldiers in Afghanistan, but the thing is that he does not like to read reports, so if it does not have pictures, or a video to accompany it, he most likely ignores it. Records show that Trump was briefed on this and he failed to act, wtf.
Trump’s indifference to the printed word has been apparent for some time and White House staffers have said they can’t get Trump to read briefing papers unless they are one page or less, with lots of graphs and pictures, and with Trump’s name must be mentioned in every paragraph and for this reason the National Security Council members were instructed to keep policy papers to a single page and to include lots of graphics and maps. Trump needs the pictures so he can get in the zone to read anything that is printed. How would you feel if you lost a loved one in Afghanistan, because Trump was unwilling to read the security briefings? Trump said reports of Russia paying bounties to Taliban-linked fighters to kill U.S. troops and coalition forces in Afghanistan is a hoax.
On the other hand, Trump seems to be quite fond of reading newspaper and magazine articles about himself, or at least skimming them and looking at the pictures and headlines. McEnany said that the president does read and that he is the most informed person on planet. It was reported that President Trump ignored more than a dozen intelligence briefings in January and February that warned him of the coronavirus, which were in his Daily Brief. When Trump drops the ball on various issues, he comes up with his standby excuse of saying, “I didn’t read it”. What could be more important for a president than keeping the country safe from a pandemic, or threats from foreign governments? It seems like the only thing that is important to Trump is appealing to his base, so that he can get reelected. How can someone lead a country, when they knowingly allow people to die, because they are too lazy to read a report?
No one is able to read all the novels that were ever written and published and it can’t be easy being the president. He wanted the job, which is one that allows no respite for sickness or holidays, but he does get time off to play golf. Trump is very comfortable holding a Bible for a photo opportunity and he doesn’t have a problem gassing peaceful protestors so he can be in front of the cameras. Trump was shown holding the Bible backwards and seemingly upside down, as if he’d never held one before. He has said that nothing beats the Bible and it is even better than his own book, The Art of the Deal. Despite calling it his favorite book, he does admit that he does not know it all that well and he won’t say whether or not he likes the Old Testament better than the New Testament, however he does admit that he is fond of the saying, “An eye for an eye”. This is certainly not the page where the heart speaks words in the scriptures, but maybe his heart is gelid. Trump exhibits impulsive behavior unpredictably lashing out at employees before he fires them. There is a lot more that I could say about Trump, but my hope is that he won’t be around that much longer, so we can finally have a sane person in the White House.
