Posts Tagged ‘music’

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Used to be a time when I traveled around the countryside, changing radio stations as they faded out, hoping to find new ones that weren’t country and western or sports talk radio.  Then they started putting satellite radios in rental cars.  I enjoyed driving in different parts of the country for work and listening to the same stations no matter where I was.  Still, I resisted getting satellite radio for myself.  Then I happened to be on the road somewhere listening to AltNation when they began playing the Coachella music festival, then later on South by Southwest (or maybe it was the other way around).  No matter —  I became a big fan of listening to music festivals and was finally moved to get my own radio for when I was at home.  Having only one radio presented me with another problem, though.  How could I listen in my apartment AND my car without having to carry the radio around with me?  I was too cheap to buy another radio and pay for a second subscription.  I found out about SiriusXM’s on-line service.  Now I pay for that so my satellite radio can stay in the car, and I listen to satellite radio in my apartment via the Roku box.  Today I’ve been sitting in the living room listening to Coachella on XMU, the start of another music festival season.  I’m a happy camper!

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Cleaned out the old car today.  Transferred stuff into the new car that I’d want to keep using and brought the rest into the apartment.  Still need to straighten out the car title and have the car detailed before giving it to daughter.  The old car is a ten-year-old Toyota Corolla, with over 130,000 miles on it.  It’s been a good car.

Been thinking for a long time about getting a personalized license plate.  When I worked on pharmacy robots, I toyed with getting MROBOTO as a tribute to my favorite band when I was a kid, Styx.  But now that I’m doing something else, the robot reference doesn’t really apply anymore.  So, with the new car being a bright green Prius, I’m thinking of SLURM as a tribute to one of my favorite TV shows, Futurama.  Now if I can find another hypno-toad sticker like the one on the old car, I’ll be set!

The night before last, I attended a concert from The Alan Parsons Project.  For years, I’ve maintained I don’t listen to the lyrics of songs.  The other night I was reminded that hasn’t always been the case.  As the songs were sung, I found myself singing the lyrics, though it’s been over 20 years since listening to Alan Parsons Project on a regular basis.  Then a realization washed over me, that many of the songs I was singing seemed to be about the way I’ve lived my life.  I wondered what effect the music had on me — a profound effect, I think:

Days Are Numbers

The traveler is always leaving town
He never has the time to turn around
And if the road he’s taken isn’t leading anywhere
He seems to be completely unaware

The traveler is always leaving home
The only kind of life he’s ever known
When every moment seems to be
A race against the time
There’s always one more mountain left to climb

Days are numbers
Watch the stars
We can only see so far
Someday, you’ll know where you are
Remember
Days are numbers
Count the stars
We can only go so far
One day, you’ll know where you are

The traveler awaits the morning tide
He doesn’t know what’s on the other side
But something deep inside of him
Keeps telling him to go
He hasn’t found a reason to say no

The traveler is only passing through
He cannot understand your point of view
Abandoning reality, unsure of what he’ll find
The traveler in me is close behind

Days are numbers
Watch the stars
We can only see so far
Someday, you’ll know where you are
Remember
Days are numbers
Count the stars
We can only go so far
One day, you’ll know where you are

Silence and I

If I cried out loud
Over sorrows I’ve known
And the secrets I’ve heard
It would ease my mind
Someone sharing the load
But I won’t breathe a word

We’re two of a kind
Silence and I
We need a chance to talk things over
Two of a kind
Silence and I
We’ll find a way to work it out

While the children laughed
I was always afraid
Of the smile of the clown
So I close my eyes
Till I can’t see the light
And I hide from the sound

We’re two of a kind
Silence and I
We need a chance to talk things over
Two of a kind
Silence and I
We’ll find a way to work it out

I can hear the cry
Of the leaf on a tree
As it falls to the ground
I can hear the call
Of an echoing voice
And there’s no one around

We’re two of a kind
Silence and I
We need a chance to talk things over
Two of a kind
Silence and I
We’ll find a way to work it out

Time

Time
Flowing like a river
Time
Beckoning me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river
To the sea

Goodbye my love
Maybe for forever
Goodbye my love
The tide waits for me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea

Till it’s gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore

Goodbye my friends (goodbye my love)
Maybe for forever
Goodbye my friends (who knows when we shall meet again)
The stars wait for me
Who knows when we shall meet again
If ever
But time
Keeps flowing like a river (on and on)
To the sea, to the sea

Till it’s gone forever
Gone forever
Gone forevermore

Forevermore
Forevermore

Old and Wise

As far as my eyes can see
There are shadows approaching me
And to those I left behind
I wanted you to know
You’ve always shared my deepest thoughts
You follow where I go

And oh when I’m old and wise
Bitter words mean little to me
Autumn winds will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time
When they asked me if I knew you
I’d smile and say you were a friend of mine
And the sadness would be lifted from my eyes
Oh when I’m old and wise

As far as my eyes can see
There are shadows surrounding me
And to those I leave behind
I want you all to know
You’ve always shared my darkest hours
I’ll miss you when I go

And oh, when I’m old and wise
Heavy words that tossed and blew me
Like autumn winds that will blow right through me
And someday in the mist of time
When they ask you if you knew me
Remember that you were a friend of mine
As the final curtain falls before my eyes
Oh when I’m old and wise

As far as my eyes can see

After the concert, I moseyed over to the souvenir table to see what was available, and found a boxed set of CD’s containing all of Alan Parson Projects albums.  I decided to buy it, and I’ve been listening to the CD’s while I drive around.  More soul searching to ponder over why I’m the way I am….

 

Cold

Posted: December 17, 2013 in Random Thoughts
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the cold winter

I spent my last rotation mostly in Ohio.  And it was cold.

I flew into Dayton, drove to Cincinnati and then to Columbus on day one — just ahead of a winter storm.

Woke up the next morning to snow and ice on the rental car, and no ice scraper.  I considered my options, and used a small dust pan I carry in my toolkit to scrape my windows. I worked in town and drove around to a few places before the snow started coming down again.  Somewhere, I lost one of my gloves, but since I had several pairs at home, I decided not to buy a pair.  I’d tough it out for the week.

The next day, I scraped a few inches off the car with my dust pan, regretting my decision about buying the gloves.  The cold wind on my fingers made them ache.  Tucking my ungloved hand into my pockets didn’t help much.  After work that afternoon, I bought a new pair.  But alas — the skin on my hands was already drying out and beginning to crack.  I’d been down that road before.  Even hand lotion wouldn’t stop the process before one or two fingers would be bleeding.

I worked another day in Columbus, then one in Lancaster where I finally bought a snow brush/ice scraper for the few inches that fell while I was in the pharmacy and to carry in my luggage for the rest of the winter.  I drove back to the Cincinnati area, where after working a couple of hours, was sent to a down site in Greenwood, Indiana.

To me, a lot of the pharmacies in which I work look so much alike, they blend in my memory.  But even though I didn’t remember Greenwood, I had the feeling I’d been there before.  Behind the pharmacy sat a restaurant called Roscoe’s Tacos, which seemed familiar.  After finishing work for the day, I stopped into Roscoe’s Tacos for dinner.  Instantly, I knew I’d been there before.  I tried the big sampler special.  The thing about Roscoe’s Tacos was the tacos were good, but they had about a half-dozen flavors of taco sauce.  Of course, I used the Smokin’ sauce.

Went back to the same pharmacy the next day, and back to Roscoe’s for lunch, and drove back to Florence Kentucky to finish up at the place I’d left the day before.  On this day, my sinuses began to burn and I started to develop a cough.

That evening, I had dinner at a restaurant called Mai Tai, which was mainly Thai, but also served Chinese and Japanese food.  The food was great!  I didn’t think much about my runny nose, assuming it was a result of the spicy food I’d eaten.

The next morning, I drove back to Dayton.  I was all plugged up, still with a runny nose and cough.  Luckily, things weren’t so bad I was a bad airplane passenger.  I’m hoping I did a good job keeping my germs to myself.  I still felt OK, otherwise.

That night, I went to a Stone Temple Pilots concert at a local casino.  Had a blast!  The lead-in band was called Not a Planet, and their lead singer seemed familiar.  I later found out he had been the music leader at my church.  It was instantly obvious, but I’d never had made the connection because one doesn’t expect the church guy to be tied with the Stone Temple Pilots.  I liked Not a Planet.  The Stone Temple Pilots is one of my favorite bands.  They have a new singer, and he did a great job.  After the concert, since I was in a casino, I decided to play some slots.  I’m used to losing money on the slots, but for a pleasant change I won a little.  Then I went home.

For the last four days, I’ve been getting over the cold I got in Ohio (I’m hoping I haven’t passed it on to my daughter).  And the cracks in my fingers have been healing.  I should be good to go for my next rotation starting tomorrow.  This time, I wouldn’t mind working in Florida….

Cold

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I’ve written about this before, I’m sure.

But it amazes me how I can go from this:

ATLANTA RHYTHM SECTION

I Am So Into You

When you walked into the room There was voodoo in the vibes
I was captured by your style
But I could not catch your eyes
Now I stand here helplessly
Hoping you’ll get into me

I am so into you
I can’t think of nothing else
I am so into you
I can’t think of nothing else

Thinking how it’s going to be
Whenever I get you next to me
It’s gonna be good, don’t you know
From your head to your toe
Gonna love you all over, over and over
Me into you, you into me, me into you

I am so into you
I am so into you, ooh

Songwriter(s): Dean Daughtry, Robert Nix, Buddy Buie

Copyright: Sony/ATV Songs LLC

Into this:

BOSTON

Long Time

It’s been such a long time
I think I should be goin’, yeah
And time doesn’t wait for me, it keeps on rollin’
Sail on, on a distant highway
I’ve got to keep on chasin’ a dream
I’ve gotta be on my way
Wish there was something I could say.

Well I’m takin’ my time, I’m just movin’ on
You’ll forget about me after I’ve been gone
And I take what I find, I don’t want no more
It’s just outside of your front door.

It’s been such a long time. It’s been such a long time.

Well I get so lonely when I am without you
But in my mind, deep in my mind,
I can’t forget about you
Good times, and faces that remind me
I’m tryin’ to forget your name and leave it all behind me
You’re comin’ back to find me.

Well I’m takin’ my time, I’m just movin’ on
You’ll forget about me after I’v e been gone
And I take what I find, I don’t want no more
It’s just outside of y our front door.

It’s been such a long time. It’s been such a long time.

Yeah. It’s been such a long time, I think I should be goin’, yeah
And time dosnt wait for me, it keeps on rollin’
There’s a long road, I’ve gotta stay in time with I’ve got to keep on chasin’ that dream, though I may never find it
I’m always just behind it.

Well I’m takin’ my time, I’m just movin’ along
Takin’ my time, just movin’ along
Takin’ my time, takin’ my time…

Songwriter(s): Tom Scholz
Copyright: Pure Songs, Next Decade Entertainment Inc. O/B/o Pure Songs

It isn’t that I’m fickle.  Between one frame of mind and the other, there’s a lot of reflection, revelation, resistance.  Constantly hoping something nice will happen — until something inside me just clicks and I realize the other person will never see in me what I see in her.  I let it go.

BOSTON

Don’t Look Back

Don’t look back, a new day is breakin’
It’s been too long since I felt this way
I don’t mind where I get taken
The road is callin’, today is the day

I can see, it took so long just to realize
I’m much too strong not to compromise
Now I see what I am is holding me down
I’ll turn it around

I finally see the dawn arrivin’
I see beyond the road I’m drivin’

It’s a bright horizon and I’m awaken
I see myself in a brand new way
The sun is shinin’, the clouds are breakin’
Cause I can’t lose now, there’s no game to play

I can tell there’s no more time left to criticize
I’ve seen what I could not recognize
Everything in my life was leading me on,
But I can be strong

I finally see the dawn arrivin’
I see beyond the road I’m drivin’

Don’t look back, a new day is breakin’
It’s been so long since I felt this way
I don’t mind where I get taken
The road is callin’, today is the day

I can see, it took so long just to realize
I’m much too strong not to compromise
Now I see what I am is holding me down
I’ll turn it around

I finally see the dawn arrivin’
I see beyond the road I’m drivin’

Songwriter(s): Tom Scholz, T. Scholz

Copyright: Pure Songs, Next Decade Entertainment Inc. O/B/o Pure Songs

I don’t think I’ve mentioned this before, but Boston is one of my favorite groups.  Many of their songs capture the way I feel at times, but they contain many references to the road, which has been one of the main themes in my life since the day I was born.