❌Monthly Song Challenge: Archived🎵

Day 3: A song that reminds you of one of your closest friends in life

The song isn't super recent, but the association is and it doesn't just remind me of one, but a couple. Saltburn was great but the best thing about it was that it gave me the opportunity to turn my friends into Sophie fans 🤩 I'm like a missionary, but for music.
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Music Gets The Best of Me - Sophie Ellis-Bextor
That was a blast from the past!
 

Day 3
Strong Bad - Trogdor

About 20 years ago I was sharing a flat with a really good friend. We had an in joke for everything and most of our conversations would have been nonsense to anyone else.

We both got into Guitar Hero, specifically this little beauty of a song. Didn't know at the time it was an internet legend already.

Texts suddenly became full of "burninating" and "thatched roof cottages!" and we'd just randomly yell "Trogdor" completely out of nowhere, guaranteeing the other would fall about laughing ❤️

It was a really good time for me and looking back I think I loved her a little bit but that's hindsight for you.
We're still good friends but only really see each other once or twice a year these days so this always makes me smile
 
Day 3: A song that reminds you of one of your closest friends in life

Do you remember MSN Messenger? It was the chat application to use in the years between IRC and Facebook. You could set your screen name to whatever you wanted, and since your list of friends showed up in alphabetical order all the cool kids put a period or some special character in front of their name to appear at the very top, but then put their status to away. Had to make sure everyone thought about you, but you couldn't look like you were actually at the computer like some no-lifer. The intricacies of teen life... whew.

I had my emo-period back then. Wrote dark shitty poetry and listened to depressive music. I'd recently discovered melodic death metal, and one band in particular "spoke to me". So I made sure to quote their grimdark lyrics in my MSN screen name, of course, so everyone could see how brooding and mysterious I was.

~-.-~-.VagrantX.-~-.~ -:|FUCK YOU AND DIE LIVING IS SO DAMN PAINFUL|:- has come online.

This carried on for... weeks? Months? I forget. Anyway it all stopped abruptly when my BFF got sick and tired of my shitty attitude and just went "you know, you're being lame as fuck". And just like that, snap, I stopped with all that bullshit.

Thank fuck, she saved me 😂

Norther - Death Unlimited

 
Day 2: A song that was a gateway to a lot of the music you currently enjoy
When everything is lonely
I can be my own best friend
I get a coffee and the paper
Have my own conversations
With the sidewalk and the pigeons
And my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening
By the morning looks like shit


Bright Eyes - Lua

 
Day 3: A song that reminds you of one of your closest friends in life

There’s a sad story that goes with this that I don’t have it in me to tell right now.

I haven't seen you in ages
Sometimes, I find myself wonderin' where you are
For me, you'll always be 18
And beautiful and dancin' away with my heart


Lady A - Dancin’ Away With My Heart

 
Day 2: A song that was a gateway to a lot of the music you currently enjoy
When everything is lonely
I can be my own best friend
I get a coffee and the paper
Have my own conversations
With the sidewalk and the pigeons
And my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening
By the morning looks like shit


Bright Eyes - Lua

🫂
 
Day 2: A song that was a gateway to a lot of the music you currently enjoy
When everything is lonely
I can be my own best friend
I get a coffee and the paper
Have my own conversations
With the sidewalk and the pigeons
And my window reflection
The mask I polish in the evening
By the morning looks like shit


Bright Eyes - Lua

You know you're on Lit too much when you see an innocent sun on an album cover & immediately that it's a butthole 🤦‍♀️ Excuse me while I go read some Dr. Seuss to cleans my pallet...
 
Day 3- A song that reminds of you (more than) one of your closest friends in life
High school. Raising money for the yearbook or something, we held a variety show. One of the acts was myself and a group of friends performing in a 'group' complete with jugs and washboards. Singing Rhinestone Cowboy. That was 40+ years ago and we still snicker when we hear the song

 
Day 4: A song that isn’t overtly religious, but feels inspirational in a spiritual sense
Growing up buddhist, I've never seen myself as anything other than atheist. Some revere the buddha but I never did. Is it a religion then? Or a spiritual belief? I believed in myself. In my heart. In my feelings and my wisdom and my convictions. My spirit. My mind.

I don't believe salvation comes from anything external, and that divinity is something ethereal we've conjured out of nothing...
Look inside, find who you are, grasp something tangible and make yourself better. We all can. Then the world will follow.

you were looking for devotion
made of promises in motion
"I can change, I can change, I can change..."
never could find a way to explain
we're only building God
until we have the one that we want


Tennis

 
Day 3: A song that reminds you of one of your closest friends in life

There’s a sad story that goes with this that I don’t have it in me to tell right now.

I haven't seen you in ages
Sometimes, I find myself wonderin' where you are
For me, you'll always be 18
And beautiful and dancin' away with my heart


Lady A - Dancin’ Away With My Heart
 
Day 4: A song that isn’t overtly religious, but feels inspirational in a spiritual sense

"And all of us are meant for the fire
But we keep on rising up"

We are all born dancers -- we just don't always know it.

The nineties were a tough time for theater and dance. It was the height of the AIDS epidemic, and it was tearing through the arts community. Now, HIV and AIDS are horrible diseases you have to work to live with. Back then, "living with" wasn't an option. I met Joe Morales in the late 80s. He was a choreographer and a teacher, but mostly he was a dancer. Broadway, where he was a featured dancer for Cats, as Mr. Mistoffelees. New Mexico and LA, and finally Portland, where he taught, and danced, and founded the company that would eventually form Oregon Ballet Theater. I was an English and Theater Arts student (this was before I realized liked paying rent, and moved to computer science) and took classes in Ballet and Jazz. I wasn't good, but I loved it. I met Joe at a workshop. Most of the performers had been happy to just dance for us. Joe walked in and said, "everyone off their asses. You are all dancers. We dance." Then he taught us, walked us through it, and danced along with us. And that was Joe. God I loved him. He had me play congas for his performances a few times. I took classes with him when I could. Went to where he waited tables so I could tip him because he wouldn't take gifts. Got drunk with him. I knew him for about four years, before the disease put him into a coma he wasn't supposed to come out of. He did come out, for a while, joking he was on pointe while comatose. Then he went blind. Then he was bedridden. Then, in October 1994, he was gone. But at no point was he bitter, or sad. "What's important isn't the past; it's the future, moving on."

I always remembered a quote from a friend of ours, Josie, from well before he was sick. A group was discussing how they would spend their last day on Earth. Everyone's plans were outrageous, expensive, and over the top- as expected. Except Joe. "I," he said with quiet pride, "shall be dancing." A week after he died, I was in the Adrianna Hill Grand Ballroom in the Pythian Building, a great space with a sprung floor, for Joe's memorial. And those who loved him danced for him. He had choreographed the whole damn thing --beyond the veil, with us, he was dancing.

"Oh my love, don't cry when I'm gone
I will lift you up, the air in your lungs
And when you reach for me, we'll dance in the darkness
And we will walk beyond, our daughters and sons
They will carry on like when we were young
We will stand beside and breathe in their new life"

Joe would have liked this song. One, we bonded over percussion, and Delta Rae loves their percussion. I chose the live version because he loved to dance to live drums. But mostly he would love the idea that we live on in the lives of those we touched. Not resting in peace, but dancing in the graveyard. There is a fund in his name, providing support to young boys who want to dance. Dancers in Portland still talk about him. Oregon Ballet Theater is running strong. Joey is still dancing.

"Dance in the Graveyards (live)," Delta Rae


(I wanna dance with them some more...)
 
Day 1: A song that once you hear it, it will be stuck in your head all day
Bye, Bye, Bye (since seeing the new Deadpool, can't get it out of my head)

Day 2: A gateway song to some of the music you currently enjoy.

Twisted Sister, We’re not Gonna Take It

Day 3: A song that reminds you of one of your closest friends in life

Bryan Adams, Heaven (it’s our wedding song and my wife is truly my best friend to this day, through all the ups and downs in life)
 
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