I'm having one of those moments (weeks) where my mind is on those o-ring monkey bars and I'm not sure where to swing to first (when expressing myself) So, I initially wanted to talk about the fake world we live in. I love this quote from Emilie Autumn's book, "The Asylum for Wayward Victorian Girls":
"You," he said, "are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world, and that, I believe, is why you are in so much pain." (goosebumps)
From magazine photo shops on the covers (when I was little looking at the news stands) to influencers on Instagram employing so many filters, they look like they were born devoid of any sebaceous glands, it's all fake, my friend. Look, I don't care how little body fat you have, when you sit or bend over, you're gonna have rolls. Don't even photo shop those out + play like you don't.
Our food, even. Someone once told me that the only "real" food in a supermarket was on the borders or the outside walls of the market...speaking to the produce, meat and dairy? But, even that...EVEN that...we don't know what's pumped into our watermelons, our chicken and our milk! If you want to go down a few rabbit holes today...you can start with this one: MONSANTO (100% government supported...why is that if they're seemingly so concerned about our health with masks and vaccines?)
Other things, once you follow the money trail, that aren't as they seem:
Black Lives Matter
ANTIFA
#MeToo
Planned Parenthood
"What's in a name?" Shakespeare once said. What was he saying here? Perhaps to never be fooled by a name alone? I don't know, you tell me your interpretation in the comments below, if you feel so inclined and have had your coffee. Perhaps he was just saying that we fail to love because we throw around names and labels too often?
Okay, where the heck was I? Yeah, so music, even...FAKE. Everything...EVERYTHING....is auto-tuned + manufactured. Nothing is real. I guess I first learned that when they blew the cover on Milli Vanilli. They took two hot little numbers and put them on stage lip syncing, whilst three white dudes sang behind the scenes. Yep, while we were thinking these two guys were assuring us we could project all of life's problems on precipitation while wearing spandex + shoulder-padded blazers, it was all a big sham. Who else was crushed? So, yeah, music now is ALL about image. You got the look? Then we'll put you in a studio, sex you up, and create "your" sound. I'm clearly not speaking to the indie radio stations with the local bands (such as the Colorado Sound, which I have playing non-stop. Hello, Colorado Sound, if you ever read my blog. I dig your whole concept where let listeners vote and stuff. Thumbs up.)
So, when you've been "red pilled" so to speak, it's like truth just keeps rushing in at ya. And, you can't ever turn back. When I was a kid, I grew up on my dad's vinyl. I didn't have a full appreciation of the 80's until college. And, now I'm that person you can drag out to see 80's bands. When I really started watching 80's music videos, they reminded me of "Zoolander"...where they played that song "Relax" to get the models to kill the Prime Minister of Malaysia. I think that was the plot?? It's been a hot minute since I've seen that movie. However, this is my favorite scene:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ap0BZKlG5QY
All joking aside, every single 80's video appears to be some mind control device that silenced the Gen X'ers.
Darn, I got sidetracked...again. But, I'm about to take a sharp right turn. Everyone buckled up?? Having listened to oldies growing up, it gave me an appreciation for good music, good lyrics, and great melodies/harmonies. However, when I was a kid, and I was belting out some of these songs, I'm not sure I knew exactly what I was singing. Some of these older tunes are downright creepy AF! I"ve taken the liberty of inserting some of my own parenthetical commentary.
Take, for example, Herman's Hermits. I'll post the song, "Sillouettes" from 1966 right here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d-QJxh-5-HY
Sounds innocent enough, right? But, here's the actual lyrics...about a stalker:
"Took a walk and passed your house late last night
All the shades were pulled and drawn way down tight
From within, the dim light case two sillouettes on the shade
Put his arms around your waist, held you tight
Kisses I could almost taste in the night
Wondered why I'm not the guy whose silhouette's on the shade
Lost control and rang your door bell, I was sore [insert, "Ewww]
Let me in or else I beat down your door [hmmm, domestic violence, nothing to see here]
When two strangers said to my shock, you're on the wrong block [yeah, way to laugh off clear stalker tendencies]
Or, what about Gary Puckett + the Union Gap's "Young Girl" from 1968, clearly speaking to pedophilia + the solicitation of a minor:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=qJFVPxBpezk
"Young girl, get out of my mind
My love for you is way out of line
Better run girl [wait, whuuuut??]
You're much too young, girl
You led me to believe you're old enough to give me love [when in doubt, always check ID's]
And now it hurts to know the truth
Beneath your perfume + make-up
You're just a baby is disguise [dude, stop...right now]
And though you know it's wrong to be with me
That "come on" look is in your eyes [where TF is Chris Hansen when you need him??]
Get out of here before I have time to change my mind
'Cause I'm afraid we'll go too far."
Or, what about freakin' Neil Sedaka who was 22 at the time he broke out, "Happy Birthday, Sweet 16":
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=5h2zp96Hzhg
"Tonight's the night I've waited before
Because you're not a baby anymore...
When you were only 6
I was your big brother [what the what, what??]
But since you've grown up
Your face is sewn up [Silence of the Lambing it up]
From now on you're gonna be mine."
What the heck was wrong with these people?? There are several modern day songs, though, that come to mind that I would belt out + dance to before even knowing what they were about. They all have rather dark themes
"Pumped Up Kicks"
"Hey Man Nice Shot"
"Jane Says"
"Breezeblocks"
Anyways, I'll end with this quote, because it's so true:
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