Music Monday on Wednesday

I know that it's been a long time since I've written anything of substance. I have been so busy that I can't even see straight. Apparently being grade level chair, the contact for our school for the union, beginning an intervention program, and not starting your Christmas shopping yet takes a toll on your stress level. So, I'm trying to get the Music Mondays in at least. Sigh... This one you'll like...


Is this the real life?
Is this just fantasy?
Caught in a landslide
No escape from reality
Open your eyes
Look up to the skies and see
I'm just a poor boy (Poor boy)
I need no sympathy
Because I'm easy come, easy go
Little high, little low
Any way the wind blows
Doesn't really matter to me, to me
Mama just killed a man
Put a gun against his head
Pulled my trigger, now he's dead
Mama, life has just begun
But now I've gone and thrown it all away
Mama, ooh
Didn't mean to make you cry
If I'm not back again this time tomorrow
Carry on, carry on as if nothing really matters

Too late, my time has come
Sends shivers down my spine
Body's aching all the time
Goodbye, everybody
I've got to go
Gotta leave you all behind and face the truth
Mama, oooooooh (Anyway the wind blows)
I don't want to die
Sometimes wish I'd never been born at all

[Guitar Solo]

I see a little silhouetto of a man
Scaramouch, Scaramouch, will you do the Fandango
Thunderbolt and lightning, very, very frightening me
(Galileo) Galileo (Galileo) Galileo, Galileo Figaro
Magnifico-o-o-o-o
I'm just a poor boy nobody loves me
He's just a poor boy from a poor family
Spare him his life from this monstrosity
Easy come, easy go, will you let me go?
Bismillah! No, we will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let him go
Bismillah! We will not let you go
Let me go (Will not let you go)
Let me go (Will not let you go) (Never, never, never, never)
Let me go, o, o, o, o
No, no, no, no, no, no, no
(Oh mama mia, mama mia) Mama Mia, let me go
Beelzebub has the devil put aside for me, for me, for me!

So you think you can stone me and spit in my eye
So you think you can love me and leave me to die
Oh, baby, can't do this to me, baby
Just gotta get out, just gotta get right outta here

[Guitar Solo]

(Oooh yeah, Oooh yeah)
Nothing really matters
Anyone can see
Nothing really matters
Nothing really matters to me

Any way the wind blows...

Queen- Bohemian Rhapsody

Music Monday on Thursday

My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
The husband, was a hard working man
Just about a mile from here
His head was found in a driving wheel
But his body never was found
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, don't lie to me
Tell me where did you sleep last night
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through
My girl, my girl, where will you go
I'm going where the cold wind blows
In the pines, in the pines
Where the sun don't ever shine
I would shiver the whole night through

~Nirvana- Where Did You Sleep Last Night

Tuesday Tunage

I know it's been a REALLY long time since I've posted. I've been so busy that I barely know whether I'm coming or going. What have I been up to you ask? A bulleted list for your reading pleasure:

• Mexico trip
• Canada trip (2 days after we got home from Mexico, but, more on that later.)
• new gutters on the house (WE put them on.)
• grade level chair person
• photography zero hour
• union rep
• RTI book club
• planning the Halloween costume
• trying to reclaim my house and laundry after two back to back vacations
• grading every assessment known to man

There is more, but I seriously don't want to bore you to death. I'm already bored to death and I did all of those things. Sigh. But, one fun thing I did last weekend was go to a radio station listener party. The local rock station morning show had a "hooray we've been on the air for 10 years" party at the Snoqualmie Casino. Our friend Jason wanted everyone to get together and meet up there so we all did. It was actually more fun than I thought it would be. I'm not a big fan of this particular morning show, although I do listen occasionally. The whole group was there signing autographs and such. Ed kept trying to get me to let one of them sign my "rack" but, I'm really not that kind of girl. I don't like any of them enough to let them partially see the girls let alone get close enough to write on them with Sharpie.

They had the lead singers of two local bands, Windowpane and Counterfist, play a few songs acoustically. I must say, I have a new favorite band in Counterfist. They sound a little like Tool and I just really have mad respect for anyone who can sing "Hey Man Nice Shot" by Filter, acoustically. Yeah. He did this. AH-MAY-ZING. So anyhow, here's a REALLY bad YouTube video of them playing somewhere in Seattle. And, it's not even the song that I'm posting today. I couldn't find them singing it anywhere.

Sound Wreck

I started with you in mind your image your voice your words my nerve comes apart as I write and the absence is hardly enough this dream is cold and vain the cause of all this pain and starting to decay my love is this one as unique as the beast that I try to describe is this reproduction only if it comes from inside this dream is cold and vain the cause of all this pain and starting to decay my love I started with truth in mind the negative always came through starving this chance to rewind and convey to you this dream is cold and vain the cause of all this pain starting to decay my love

George of Counterfist is on the left. He looks very much like our friend Joe.

Counterfist is playing at the Showbox Sodo with Floater on Halloween. If you can, I'd recommend going to see them.

Calle Ocho

Dudes.

I just returned from Mexico. I'm having a tiny bit of culture shock. Can I just say that I DID NOT WANT TO COME HOME????

I didn't. It's bad.

So, instead of blogging about the vaca (which was FANTASTIC by the way) I'm going to do this week's installment of Music Monday. On Wednesday.

I danced my ass off to this song in the hotel bar. Ahhh... Mexico, Mexico, where for art thou, Mexico?





Haha
Its Mr. 305 checkin' in for the remix,
you know that S 75 Street Brazil?
Well this year gon be called Calle Ocho,

Que ola cata, Que ola omega
and this how we gon do it

Dale,
one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)

(Hahaha)
one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)

Si verdad que tu eres guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)

one-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)

[Verse 1:]
6 to tha clock, on my way to the top uh,
Pit got it locked from brews to the locker,
R.I.P uh, big and pac,
That he's not, but damn he's hot,
label flop but Pit wont stop,
got her in the car, quit playin' with his (Como?)
watch him make a movie like Albert Hitchcock, Enjoy

[Chorus:]
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)

one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)

Si verdad que tu eres guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)

one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro (Woooo-ooo!)

[Verse 2:]
Mami got an ass like a donkey, with a monkey,
look like King Kong, welcome to the crib,
305 thats what it is,
with a woman down ya s*** dont play games,
they up the chain, and they let her do everythang and anythang, hit tha thang
and they love it gettin' it in, gettin' on,
all night long (Dale)

[Chorus:]
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)

one-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro

Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)

Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)

one-two-three-four
Uno-do'-tres-cuatro

[Verse 3:]
Baby you can get it, if you wit it we can play,
baby I got cribs, I got condos we can stay,
even got a king size mattress we can lay,
baby I dont care, I dont care, what they say

[Chorus:]
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me (want me)
you know I want cha (want cha)
I know you want me
You know I want cha (want cha)

one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)
Rumba (Si)
Ella quiere su Rumba (Como?)

Si es verdad que tu ere guapa,
Yo te voy a poner gozar
Tu tiene la boca grande
dale ponte a jugar (Como)

one-two-three-four
Uno-dos-tres-cuatro

GAH!

Dear Internets,


Hello. How are you? Remember me?

Yes I know it's been AGES since I posted, but, a few things have been happening in my life. One is that I FINALLY got over turning forty. I don't like it, but, I'm over it.

The other thing that's happened is that school has started again. I'm a busy girl, yo so you get highlights:

• VERY cute kids!
• parents are a little on the neurotic side, but, good.
• very diverse group of kids.
• did I mention cute?
• got to move in to the building this year so no more portable stink! (Yippee!)
• My teaching partner is 'da bomb.
• I get to teach what I love.
• Tina is in the same unit with my teaching partner and I!

So far, it's been a really great start to the year. I am grade level chair, which means I go to meetings and bring info back to them. This is not a comfortable position for me to be in as I don't like telling adults what to do and I'm a little uncomfortable with my grade level right now. Nothing I will divulge here, but, let's just say there are issues.

Sigh.

It's a good start.

A Very Special Music Monday... (On Wednesday)

Oh, Internets... It's been a rough week here at Amy's Annotations.

I had my 18th wedding anniversary and while that was a happy occasion, I also had a birthday. And, Internets, this was a big one. It was the big FOUR OH. (It needs to be capitalized because it is so big.)

All year long, I've been anticipating this birthday because for me it's kind of one of those milestones where you say, "OK. I'm 40. There are just things that I am not going to do now."

There are regrets, yes. I wish I'd had children. I wish I'd lost weight. I wish, I wish I wish.

40 just seems like the age where some things just stop. Like there's a line that's drawn that tells you that you can't cross it. You know, like those height limits on the rides at the amusement parks? The ones that say, "YOU MUST BE THIS HIGH TO RIDE THIS RIDE?" My line says, "YOU MUST NOT BE OVER 40 TO..." whatever the activity may be.

I know you're saying it's my mind block. And it is. I just thought I'd have done more of the things that I'm regretting I didn't do right now.

But, this post wasn't supposed to be me wallowing to all y'all. It was really to thank those close friends of mine who get it and who love me.

Thanks to you ALL. Lots of love and kisses to you... (you know who you are! :-))


We all have a weakness
Some of ours are easier to identify
Look me in the eye
And ask for forgiveness
We'll make a pact to never speak
That word again, yes, you are my friend
We all have something that digs at us
At least we dig each other
So when weakness turns my ego up
I know you'll count on the me from yesterday
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone
We all have a sickness
That cleverly attaches and multiplies
No matter how we try
We all have someone that digs at us
At least we dig each other
So when sickness turns my ego up
I know you'll act as a clever medicine
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone
Oh, each other when everything else is gone
If I turn into another
Dig me up from under what is covering
The better part of me
Sing this song
Remind me that we'll always have each other
When everything else is gone
Oh, each other, sing this song, when everything else is gone
Oh, each other, when everything else is gone
~Dig, Incubus

Music Monday

So today I have been married to my dear husband (DH for short) for 18 years. Can you believe it? Am I old enough to be married for 18 years???

So, in honor of our 18th anniversary, I bring you a very special Music Monday. Today's song is the song that he gave me a pearl Black Hills Gold ring at my senior prom. It is also the first song we danced to at our wedding. And it is the song playing in the background of our wedding video. I LOVE this song...


I would do anything
to hold on to you
that's just about anything
until you pull through

I'd hold on to you
til the stars no longer wink
I'd hold on to you
til you figure out
just what to think,

'cause
you're emotion in motion
my magical potion
you're emotion in motion
to me

I would go anywhere
to meet up with you
that's just about anywhere
for one rendezvous

I'd hold on to you
until the mountains crumble flat
I'd hold on to you
until the figure out
just where you're at,

'cause
you're emotion in motion
my magical potion
you're emotion in motion
to me

yeah
I would do anything
to hold on to you
that's just about anything
that you want me to

I'd hold on to you
until you take it all in stride
I'd hold on to you
til you want to stay here
by my side,

'cause
you're emotion in motion
my magical potion
you're emotion in motion
to me

~Ric Ocasek, Emotion in Motion