Therapy in Music

Musical musings for reflection

You stole my car!

I came across this song when I was in a very dark place. My best friend had seemingly abandoned me and, along with my heart and soul, he took my car. This song was something I would listen to when I wanted to cry. It helped to ground me in a way and when I was really mad I would sing my heart out along with it!

Sometimes I listen to it now because it’s just so real… And her voice is so pretty…

Since then, everything is better. We have kissed and made up, and I have my car back (kind of ;))

Please enjoy listening

(Don’t Go)  I’m Walking This Road Because You Stole My Car – Fascinoma

  I’m walking this road
  Because you stole my car
  I’m singing this song
  Cause you have all my CDs

You want me to believe
In your love
And yeah I will
When you give back my stuff
Give back my stuff

     The gerbils are dead
Your books have found a home

     Under the tree
where I have buried your clothes

You want me to believe
In your love
And yeah I will
When you dig up your stuff
Dig up your stuff

How am I
Supposed to learn
What love is in this lifetime

How am I
Supposed to learn
What love is, what love is
If you go, if you go, if you go, if you go

 Don’t go…

I’m walking this road
Because you stole my heart
I’m singing this song
Cause you have all my CDs

  You want me to believe 
 In your love 
      And yeah I do 
      Cause I can’t love you enough 
      Can’t love you enough

        Give back my stuff

        You have my love 
        Don’t go…

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Are you an Extraordinary Machine?

So how about that Fiona Apple? Her album Extraordinary Machine pretty much blows my mind! But mostly the title song. I hear it and it makes me smile because I AM an Extraordinary Machine!  If you haven’t heard it, I suggest that you check out that entire album. Musically it’s quite genius and very pretty to listen to (IMHO).  (the 4th song on the album, Better Version of Me, is pretty darn awesome, too! ♫ “Heee-ere it comes, a better version of me….” ♫)

It took me quite a while to get to this point of loving myself, though. High School in the 80s was pretty traumatizing for me (and about a million other people, I think)… That in itself does not make me very extraordinary, but I think the challenges I faced and the people who were my friends really influenced me and my (dare I say) ignorant choices. Some not in a good way — because I wanted to “be cool”, sometimes I might not have thought things completely through. But, without those choices, I would not be the same extraordinary person I have come to love and cherish today.

Recently, I read an article that said that the “popular kids” will have more difficulty making friends once they become adults because as children/teens they didn’t have to work very hard to be accepted by their peers. I thought that was very interesting, because it never occurred to me that those people might, at some point in their lives, have a rough time too.

Are our personalities something that we take for granted? Are our friends? How about our choices? Would it make a daily difference in your life if you started thinking EVERYONE is an extraordinary machine?

Extraordinary Machine by Fiona Apple

I certainly haven’t been shopping for any new shoes
And
I certainly  haven’t been spreading myself around
I still only travel by foot
And by  foot it’s a slow climb
But I’m good at being uncomfortable, so
I can’t  stop changing all the time

I noticed that my opponent is always on the  go
And
Won’t go slow so as not to focus, and I notice
He’ll hitch a ride  with any guide
As long as they go fast from whence he came
But he’s no  good at being uncomfortable, so
He can’t stop staying exactly the same

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can’t help it,  the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me
Or treat me mean
I’ll  make the most of it
I’m an extraordinary machine

I seem to you to  seek a new disaster every day
You deem me doomed to clean my view
And be  at peace and lay
I mean to prove I mean to move in my own way
And say  I’ve been getting along
For long before you came into the play

I am  the baby of the family, it happens
So
Everybody cares
And wear the  sheep’s clothes while they chaperone
Curious, you’re looking down your nose  at me
While you appease
Courteous to try and help
But let me set your  mind at ease

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I  can’t help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me
Or treat  me mean
I’ll make the most of it
I’m an extraordinary machine

Do  I so worry you?
No need to hurry to my side
That’s very kind
But it’s  to no avail
I don’t want the veil of flowers, no
Everything will be just  fine

If there was a better way to go then it would find me
I can’t  help it, the road just rolls out behind me
Be kind to me
Or treat me mean
I’ll make the most of it
I’m an extraordinary machine

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Money, Money, Money

Woo hoo! Yeah!

I have exactly $1.27 in my checking account, $.40 in my savings account and $5 in cash. That has to last me until Friday. Awesome, right?  The $5 in cash is set aside in case I have an emergency (LOL!) – because that will totally help me in a pinch.

So, of course, that brings me to the subject of songs about money. The one that comes to my mind is the Abba song:

Money Money Money.

I work all night, I work all day, to pay the bills I have to pay
Ain’t it sad

And still there never seems to be a single penny left for me
That’s too bad

In my dreams I have a plan
If I got me a wealthy man
I wouldn’t have to work at all, I’d fool around and have a ball…

Money, money, money
Must be funny
In the rich man’s world
Money, money, money
Always sunny
In the rich man’s world
Aha-ahaaa
All the things I could do
If I had a little money
It’s a rich man’s world

A man like that is hard to find but I can’t get him off my mind
Ain’t it sad

And if he happens to be free I bet he wouldn’t fancy me
That’s too bad

So I must leave, I’ll have to go
To Las Vegas or Monaco
And win a fortune in a game, my life will never be the same…
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsfreak.com/a/abba/money+money+money_20002987.html ]

Of course, I would need money to be able to go to Vegas or Monaco (or even to the local casinos, for that matter). And what good would that do anyway? People out there are winning the lottery, just to file for bankruptcy a few years later…

It seems like there is an endless list of songs involving all sorts of money:

  • Taxes – The Taxman: The Beatles
  • Gambling – Viva Las Vegas: Elvis
  • Robbery – Take the Money and Run: Steve Miller Band
  • Prostitution – None of Your Business: Salt-N-Pepa
  • Homelessness – Another Day in Paradise: Phil Collins
  • Unemployment –  Get a Job: The Offspring

Too bad “Money Makes the World Go ‘Round”. It would be nicer if we had more time to focus on other things. How did the world become such a expensive place?

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