music – Page 3 – three good words

April 1, 2016

might as well face it

Florence and the Machine put out a lovely rendition of this Robert Palmer song.

The lyrics, though.
Just read them out loud.
Stand in the middle of whatever room you’re in
and read them out loud.
Maybe cut down on the chorus a bit, but really:

Just try it out.

the lights are on
but you’re not home
your mind is not your own
your heart sweats
your body shakes
another kiss
is all it takes

you can’t sleep
you can’t eat
there’s no doubt
you’re in deep
your throat is tight
you can’t breathe
another kiss
is all you need

oh, you would like to think
that you’re immune to the stuff
oh, yeah
it’s closer to the truth to say
you can’t get enough
you’re gonna have to face it
you’re addicted to love

you see the signs
that you can’t read
you’re running at
a different speed
your heart beats
double time
another kiss
and you’ll be mine

a one-track mind
you can’t be saved
cos baby your love
is all you crave
if there’s some left
left for you
then you don’t mind
if you do

oh, you would like to think
that you’re immune to the stuff
oh, yeah
it’s closer to the truth to say
you can’t get enough
you’re gonna have to face it
you’re addicted to love

might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love

the lights are on
but you’re not home
your will
is not your own
your heart sweats
your teeth grind
another kiss
and you’ll be mine

oh, you would like to think
that you’re immune to the stuff
oh, yeah
it’s closer to the truth to say
you can’t get enough
you’re gonna have to face it
you’re addicted to love

might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love
might as well face it
you’re addicted to love

Sometimes all you need is a pop-song that says it all.
Enjoy your weekend ;-)

j.d.

April 24, 2015

always, only

like rivulets of silk
darkly smooth in
mellow sweetness

the soul of a melody
is lodged deep down
your heart and spine
right in the marrow bone

and you wonder for three seconds:
why fear?
for in the depth
there is a height so vast
so far

you’re the prophet
with the chariots of fire
the dark lady worshiped
with lute and lyre
the throned god ruling
the liquid gyre

all those pasts layed to rest
calling quietly
to be remembered, known
aspired

so yes,
this is the moment
this is the time, there is no other
there is always, only
now
now
now
.

March 8, 2015

that is music

sometimes you need it
want it
must be it
that beat that rings through the bone

it’s always there
lingering just beyond
a silent rhythm
nascent in every song

there it is
that thump and clap
feet on the floor
hands off your lap
high up, together

no excuses
dance
dance!
together
you too over there
get up!
move it
shake it
groove it

and celebrate once more
this marvelous thing
that is music
that is joy
that is life
in a moment: forever
one
.

January 20, 2015January 21, 2015

wild at heart

plugs in, player on
here I am, hearing a song
that sounds innocent
but would be rated R
celebrating consumption
of substances that have
no legal function
as it so sleekly does

and yet it’s not the lyrics
not the text itself, not what is sung

but the beat
the bass,
the melody
that brings me back
way back

back to those days when
we used to party hard
dance and sweat and dance some more
lights flashing
beats pumping
amps crackling
volume sky high
you heard the beat with your body
and felt the music with your heart

…

there was nothing but the music
coz rhythm was a dancer
and you had to let the music
push the feeling on
and those were just the popular ones

but we went deep down
into the sheds, the areas, the hidden bunkers
where the world was dark and light
filled with sick beats
intercepted with unbelievable strains
of perfect melodies
oh that drive
that drive to celebrate life

that’s what it does
this song that’s great
and kind o’ just wrong
it takes me back to that time
when you and me and all the others
danced in the dark
until we had to stop
we were simply exhausted
and so walked out
mildly shocked
to see the sun was out
and those other people
were actually living their lives
being offensively boring adults.

A sigh and a smile to that freedom
I can’t even describe
the joy, the exuberance
of celebrating that one thing
that would never stay forever
loving every second under the sun
needing nothing more than great music
to love our young lives
we were so achingly wild at heart.

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November 12, 2014November 13, 2014

chemistry

lights, flickering
a look, a smile
surprise

a question, an answer
words spoken, laughter
leaning close, closer
a little closer

so close
molecules mingle to
chemistry

a look, a touch
a question
more words, laughter
less noise, less chatter
talking, teasing,
so close, there’s only
together

a sudden silence
warm against what’s mine
smooth, soft
seven seconds of perfect
really just right

and then the world’s returned
friends talking, people shouting
glasses clinking, bottles smashing
lights glaring, beats blasting
that girl’s getting hammered
this boy’s beyond annoyed
some guy shouting
into a bored girl’s ear
while another drags her boy off home

…but I know it’s just a matter of time
where like dark honey
lying low
deep down
where your voice is sound

we’ll find everything we need to know
slip and slide like liquid
through fingers
into the palm of a long, long
moment