The Dreams of Summer


I have had two dreams about Better Midler in recent weeks. These dreams occurred on different nights, and didn’t seem to be connected to each other thematically (other than the fact that they featured Bette Midler). I don’t remember the first dream very well, and I only remember bits and pieces of the second dream.

I loved Bette Midler as a child. I think this was mostly because of the films in which she acted. For instance, I LOVED the film FOR THE BOYS. I know it’s odd of me to have loved this film as a 10 or 11 year old child, but I did. I think I loved it mostly because I knew there were grown-up things about it I didn’t fully understand, but I also loved the music and the complicated relationships the film portrays. I loved the history. Hocus Pocus is another Bette Midler film that I adored. Big Business and Beaches were also pretty delightful. I used to play with my Barbies (yes, I admit I played with them well into Jr. High and possibly even High School) and I’d have them sing Bette Midler songs on a Fischer Price tape player I had that came with a microphone that was not to Barbie’s scale at all, but imagination can compensate for such things when we’re young.

Anyways, my most recent dream of Bette Midler had the two of us lazing around with nothing to do. I think we were just watching tv, talking, drinking tea, lounging, etc… There was a casualness to our interactions that felt unusual for the fact that we didn’t actually know each other – even in the dream.

However, at one point, I said something complimentary of Bette Midler, and she took it as something that anyone would say to her because she’s sooooo famous, and she told me that she distrusted the compliment’s sincerity. I decided that meant that I needed to gush to her about how wonderful she actually is… I reminded her that no one but her could have been such a touching and sentimental last guest for Johnny Carson AND made a joke upon receiving a Golden Globe Award that went something like, “I’ll show you a pair of Golden Globes…”

Bette Midler was rather impressed with my knowledge of her career, and thanked me for the compliment, realizing it wasn’t coming from just any old fan.

And then I woke up.

What does it mean, I wonder?

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Dude, Get the Lyrics Right


I don’t have a good reason for posting this… I was just clicking, which led me to this video, which led me to smile.

🙂

And rather than being bothered by this guy’s inability to hit the high notes, I was more annoyed that he didn’t know the words, but I have to give him props for fearlessly continuing on regardless.

“You said that I was not even,”?????

Dude, get the lyrics right; it’s, “You said that I was  NAIVE…”

Lyrics I’m Loving


“The worst things in life come free to us…

‘cus we’re just under the upper hand…

She don’t wanna go outside tonight…

It’s too cold outside for angels to fly…”

(Ed Sheeran “A-Team”)

“…I drink myself of newfound pity
Sitting alone in New York City
And I don’t know why.


So I walk up on high,and I step to the edge, to see my world below. And I laugh at myself while the tears roll down, because it’s the world I know,”

(Collective Soul “The World I Know”)

“It’s not a cry that you hear at night. It’s not someone who has seen the light. It’s a cold and broken Hallelujah,” (K.D. Lang’s version of “Hallelujah”)

“Bless the Lord, oh my soul. Oh my soul. Worship His holy name. Sing like never before, oh my soul. I worship your holy name,” (Matt Redman “10,000 Reasons”)

Wouldn’t it be nice if we were older
Then we wouldn’t have to wait so long
And wouldn’t it be nice to live together
In the kind of world where we belong

You know its gonna make it that much better
When we can say goodnight and stay together

Wouldn’t it be nice if we could wake up
In the morning when the day is new
And after having spent the day together
Hold each other close the whole night through

Happy times together we’ve been spending
I wish that every kiss was never ending
Wouldn’t it be nice

Maybe if we think and wish and hope and pray it might come true
Baby then there wouldn’t be a single thing we couldnt do
We could be married
And then wed be happy

Wouldn’t it be nice

You know it seems the more we talk about it
It only makes it worse to live without it
But lets talk about it
Wouldn’t it be nice

(Who knew the Beach Boys were being all fuzzy romantic in that one?)

Song Lyrics that Don’t Make Sense


Don’t you hate song lyrics that seem like they say something, but they don’t really? As an English teacher, I find it incredibly difficult to convince teenagers that writing well matters. One of the horrible habits I’ve made it my mission to combat is intentional wordiness. Kids will add all sorts of crap to their essays just to make them longer. They don’t care about making sense; they just know they need to fill space on the page, so they fill it… just as their favorite song writers do. They come up with lyrics that don’t make sense or don’t convey the intended meaning.

Example: “I need you like a heart needs a beat.”
I don’t have any clue who does the song with those lyrics or what the song is called. Let’s google.Okay, so the song is called “Apologize” and the artist is One Republic.

I don’t think a heart technically needs a beat. Maybe I don’t get the analogy, but I’m not sure I want a guy needing me like a heart needs a beat. I don’t think that’s flattering, and I’m not sure it means anything.

Example 2: “You were Romeo; I was a scarlet letter.”

This one is from one of those Taylor Swift songs, and I think this particular one is called “Love Song”. And it makes sense that she was like 15 when she wrote this. Most of us understand that the scarlet letter was a big ‘A’ sewn into the clothes of someone caught in adultery. Again, I may be just missing the analogy here, but it doesn’t seem romantic that a man would be Romeo (kills himself) and I would be a big ‘A’ sewn into someone’s clothes, and that somehow equals love.

Example 3: “Is it really him or the loss of my innocence, I’ve been missing so much?”

This one is from a song called “Strawberry Wine” by Deana Carter, and it’s the one that bothers me the most. I think the intent was to write something more like “Do I miss him, or do I actually miss my innocence?” But that’s not what it says. Who misses the loss of their innocence? Nobody. It’s not something people miss.

There are a ton of lyrics out there that make me cranky, but these are the ones I most often encounter. Which lyrics vex you?

Wasn’t it More Fun When We Didn’t Know the Lyrics


Breakfast at Tiffany's

Image by Jonas de los Reyes via Flickr

I was driving to work last week, and the song “Breakfast at Tiffany’s” came on.

And I started singing…

I said, “What about Breakfast at Tiffany’s?”

She said, “I think I remember the bell man. As I recall, I think we both kinda liked him.”

I said, “Well, that’s one thing we’ve got.”

And something felt a little bit off about those lyrics.

For awhile, I couldn’t figure out what it was, but then I remembered a conversation I’d had with my roommates when Eucalyptus Biscuit told me she thought the words were, “… I think I remember the film and as I recall, I think, we both kinda liked it…”

And let’s be honest here – my version of the lyrics sounds less correct. I’ve only seen Breakfast at Tiffany’s one time, and there might be a bell man, but it still makes more sense with E.B.’s lyrics.

And then I thought, I should just look the lyrics up online. That’s the only way to know for sure.

Question: why do I need to know for sure? and how can we deprive future generations of the personal growth that can only come by unabashedly singing the wrong lyrics in front of people who know the right ones? And isn’t it just more fun to be wrong sometimes?

In protest to always having the answers, I’m going to sing those same wrong lyrics for the rest of my life!

I said, “I think I remember the bell man…”