18 posts tagged “cupid and his arrow”
Here's one of my favorites from the band:
Saturday night last week, my friends and I were doing a soundtrip of the album; funny as it seems, they kept singing this song to me. Frankly, I know. But I'm way past behind some things. To simply put, it's best to let the past just be the past. Nothing else.
Still. Like the song, the video and the simplicity of it (song) all.
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EDIT: Now that we're at it, I was tempted to check more of my Let-Go songs from the ever-trusty YouTube:
I thought I was ready to bleed
That we'd move from the shadows on the wall
And stand in the center of it all
Too late two choices to stay or to leave
Mine was so easy to uncover
He'd already left with the other
So i've learned to listen through silence
Leave unsaid unspoken
Eyes wide shut unopened
You and me
Always between the lines
Between the lines
[AND]
So is it goodbye?
Is it time to set you free?
Is it time to let it fly?
Is it time to let it bleed
We used to take turns
To cover up the pain
Deep below it burns
And the feelin' still remains
You're gonna find someone new
I really hope you do
'Cause I love you
And the sun will come on through,
It's gonna shine for you
'Cause I adore you
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As reality may have hit me, here I am letting go again.
Almost everyday, on my way home to work, I'd usually rely on my iPod to give me a lovely road trip. If you must know (& I know you wanna?), I opt for mellow/ jazzy sounds to lull me to Pleasantville. This morning, as I turned its settings to shuffle songs, I came across Rod Stewart's "The Very Thought of You" rendition.
Now, this is one of those songs that make me go "awwww" and sigh like a 16-year old --- not that I know any girl of that age who gets giggly with Stewart! Lol.
Stalling again. Going to the bottomline of this: I really am a jazz fan. Not a fanatic-straight-up-kind-of-fan-fan, but the kind who appreciates most of jazz. There's something about the overall composition, en plus the voice that accompanies it --- rhythmic, smooth, romantic, sensual and relaxing.
Here's MORE trivia: in my head, I have numerous visualizations of how I like my "jazz music" served:
• Inside a coffee shop, sipping on a tall, soy café mocha with hazelnut syrup, no whip *phew* as I flip through lifestyle magazines, converse with friends or simply people-watch;
• Inside a bookstore, while I lose myself into the world of art, photography, graphic design, fashion, travel, business and spirituality. Oh, and fantasy, too;
• In my room, after a long hard day or weekend to de-stress;
• At a restaurant, as I savor the taste of salad, meat or dessert and toast the night with "house water" (haha!), juice or some fancy-schmancy wine;
• Travel by road or plane; and
• At the dance floor, complimented with a romantic ambience
Aside from my daily servings of jazz after work, all those listed above were materialized --- all EXCEPT the last one:
The murder on the dancefloor.
Seriously? Cheesy as it sounds, I've always wondered how it feels like dancing with a man I really like. To jazz. And again, it's not "just" jazz. Along with my imagination is a certain song stuck with it:
Perhaps it's wishful thinking. I wouldn't know. As far as my experience goes, I haven't encountered such a man who would go as far as that (again, referring to the dance).
Insert PAUSE here.
Ok, so maybe there are few men I know & who would. Thing is, they are either married or gay. You choose. But yeah, going back to the guys I've dated (thinks, thinks, thinks hard) .... NOPE!
None really. Enough said.
Still. I'm looking forward to the day that I can cross that off my list. I really am. Okay, weird enough, I'm back to smiling, fancy thoughts running and heavy sighing. *shrugs* Stalling again.
The. Way. YOU. Look. Tonight *swoons* Aren't you blown away, just by hearing the title?! No?! Oh shoots.
So onto the song? What about it?
There IS something about that song.
It's light, lovely and ironically, lethargic. I guess, most women can relate to the whole idea of having a man, IN AWE, for that one night.... That special night wherein every detail is perfectly described by the man he loves and *shrieks* loves him back. Quite frankly (and please ignore the "hopeless romantic" tone), I always feel light after listening to the song. It's one of my feel-goods.
I wouldn't count on my "last" kind of jazz serving. But the good news is, I wouldn't give up on the idea either. Worst case scenario?
I can bribe my youngest brother or gayest friend to lead me into dancing on the floor or on the streets. Now that sounds like a plan.
and I'm left without a gift,
take time to listen,
see if the song fits.
HAPPY LISTENING, BIRTHDAY MAN.
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Come sleep on the beach
Keep within my reach
I just want to die with you near
I'm feeling so high with you here.
I'm wet and I'm cold
But thank God I ain't old
Why didn't I ever say what I mean?
I should have split home at fifteen.
There's a story that the grass is so green,
What did I see?
Where have I been?
Nothing is planned, by the sea and the sand
THE WHO, SEA AND SAND
You are OLD-er.
And perhaps, WISE-r.
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I know the words I added on my "2-year old note" is a tad strange; but for now, it'll suffice. The words fit the (used-to-be) blank space perfectly, you gotta' admit :-P
It was taken from the book I just finished reading. Take a lucky guess what the book is.
Enjoy the sweets.
Enjoy the cheese.
Most of all,
Enjoy YOUR day :-)
:-\
And I find it kinda funny
I find it kinda sad
The dreams in which I'm dying
Are the best I've ever had
I find it hard to tell you
I find it hard to take
When people run in circles
It's a very, very mad world mad world
Mad World Lyrics
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My friend showed me this video while we both waited for his girlfriend to finish her Father's Day shopping. I thought what he had was that of Adam Lambert's version; turns out it wasn't.
This version was of Gary Jules. I haven't heard about him until last Saturday. Quite frankly, I like Jules' version better. It was something deviant from mainstream pop. To me, it was artsy, has more 'soul' to it --- sort of like indie. And yes, yes... despite the original version (Tears for Fears) being more upbeat & mainstream, I'm glad how Jules made the song more appealing.
(By the way, cool video too!)
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Cycle 2.0
Why are you doing all of these?
Why am I doing this?
Why are we both into this?
2009 © jhenny.laquian
But I'm glad.
I started 27 with a BLAST. I took my birthday leave (yes, we do have such here!) to spend time with my family and cousins.
First stop: paying homage to our favorite lolo (grandpa) at Loyola Cemetery - Marikina. My cousin was off to San Diego the next day, so we decided to drop by our grandfather's mausoleum. My grandma tagged along with us, so we took time to pray.
After all the solemnity, we went to Gateway to grab a bite, "pit shop" and pamper ourselves at the salon.
Courtesy of my sister, who arrived from SanFo on my birthday, was a gift of 'feet' pampering! Yay!
Let me tell you this: I just lurveeee having a foot spa! The mint, the scrub, the massage that comes along with the services were so great, I couldn't help but crave for it over and over again! Not to mention the silky-smooth effect of such delightful pampering!
We spent the whole afternoon at the mall and after which, meet the rest of the family for dinner at Shangri-la. Splendid!
All relaxed and thankful, I went home satisfied.
But then again, like any other birthdays, there's always something to spoil it... just right now, I couldn't say that my day was exactly spoiled.
I was surprised he even remembered it was my birthday. It has been three months since we decided to move on with our lives and unexpectedly, he rose from the abyss of my past.
Going back, I couldn't say that my day was exactly spoiled. I was --- what's the right word? --- moved (?) that he still remembered. His e-mail was nothing but a greeting and a wish for my life's well-being; nonetheless, I suddenly felt butterflies. At that very moment, I was being sucked back in the black hole of vulnerability, reanimating all feelings that long ago subsided. It's back to same ol'.
...Maybe it's just a greeting, a way to be polite & respectful for the time being we enjoyed each other's company, and 'mean something' to each other. Maybe like me, his subconscious revels on the what-might-have-beens or how-the-other-party's-doing, something to that effect. Maybe like me, he needs a company for his misery. Or simply maybe, there's absolutely NOTHING to decipher behind it all.
I. just. don't. know.
I don't even want to try thinking and not thinking about it! It's a drama I don't even wanna start this 2009. But as elders say, foolishness oftentimes serve as a good companion to the heart. So bite me.
I saw you at Nu-Vo with another woman.
..but I'm happy I did it. Thank God.
What I did? Not everyone must know.
But what I did? I'm glad I did.
Because if I didn't? Then somebody else will.
But yeah, I'm cheerful about it because....
Who would've thought by having to do it, it'll lead me to a new door of opportunity wherein there's much work to do?!
And I'm not complaining.
In fact, I think that I may have to do something about it this weekend.
Just because I did what I was suppose to do.
Aren't you glad I did?
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