Is “Silver Springs” by Fleetwood Mac a Song About Stalking?

Is “Silver Springs” by Fleetwood Mac a Song About Stalking?

I really like the song “Silver Springs” by Fleetwood Mac. Musically, it has great dynamics; it builds from slow vocals into a soaring crescendo of instruments.

But like so many songs, the glory is ruined with a lyrical inspection. I’ve come to believe that it’s not a song about love; rather, it’s a song dedicated to stalking. A frightening descent into human depravity.

Given that Stevie Nicks is singing, I’ll assume it’s from a woman’s perspective…

You could be my silver spring….
Blue-green..colors flashin’
I would be your only dream…..
Your shinin’ on ocean crashin’….

So far, so good. I’m in…

And did you say that she’s pretty….
and did you say that she loves you…?
Baby I don’t wanna know.

Ouch. That’s sad. A relationship that ended. Two ships that passed in the night…a love that was not meant to be (insert one hundred other cliches into the parenthesis).

I’ll begin not to love you…
Turn around, you’ll see me runnin’
I’ll say I loved you years ago…
And tell myself you never loved me….No……

We’re beginning to see that this relationship was one-sided. She was into him. He…not so much into her.

And did you say she was pretty….
And did you say that she loves you…?
Baby, I don’t wanna know….Oh no…..
And can you tell me…was it worth it….?
Really, I don’t wanna know..

She’s really upset about the ex’s new squeeze.

Time cast a spell on you…that you won’t forget me…
I know I could have loved you but you would not let me….

Let it go, dear. Let it go…

Time cast a spell on you…that you won’t forget me…
I know I could’ve loved you, but you would not let me..

There’s other fish in the sea…stay strong.

I’ll follow you down ’til the sound of my voice will haunt you..

Ok, it just got weird.

You’ll never get away from the sound of the woman that loves you..

I’m officially frightened…

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What’s the Greatest Love Song of All Time? (Episode 2)

What’s the Greatest Love Song of All Time? (Episode 2)

Blending Ame has started a competition with me…the search for a greatest love song. As an example, I mentioned “You Are My Shining Star” by The Manhattans. She countered with some great selections of her own: “Close to You” by The Carpenters and “Endless Love.”

Let me throw another song in the mix. It’s by Joan Manuel Serrat, a Spanish writer that few Americans know. His song is called “The Woman I Love.” Lyrically…it’s perfect; it captures the lofty heights of emotion:

“The Woman I Love” by Joan Manuel Serrat: See Video for Music

The woman I love, doesn’t need to
bathe herself each evening in holy water.
She has many flaws, says my mother,
and too many bones, says my father
But she is more true than bread and earth.
My love is a love from before the war
in order to know it…
The woman I love, doesn’t need to
pluck the petals of a daisy every night.
The woman I love, is a succulent fruit
rooted in my soul just like anything else.
My friends want her to cheat on me
and my enemies’ lives are embittered…
because without intention, her lullaby envelops you
and against her warmth, pride is lost
and shame…
The woman I love, is succulent fruit
happily ripening, sweet and conceited.
The woman I love, tied me to her yoke,
in order to sow the field from end to end
from a love that speaks to us with the sage’s voice

and has a woman’s skin and lips

They’re all gone my previous companions…
My dog, my Scalextric and my lovers.
Poor little Juan!
The woman I love, tied me to her yoke:
but, please, don’t say anything to her.
We see the influence of Neruda: the focus on the sensual, the sacred connection between body and mind. And the Spanish language is perfect for the music – melodious and fluid. Can you feel this way? Do you still have it in you?
There’s a big difference between being sexual and being sensual – and we need more of the latter.

What’s the Greatest Love Song of All Time? (1st Edition)

What’s the Greatest Love Song of All Time? (1st Edition)

I had a conversation with Blending Ame about love songs—the most pathetic ones of all time, in particular. She asked me what I thought the greatest ones were, so I’m going to dedicate a post or two on the topic. I think it’s a worthy idea – beauty in the time of war.

Let me start with a gem—“You Are My Shining Star” by the Manhattans (1980). It’s filled with the uplifting, the positive, and the healthy: love is lofty emotion and it deserves no less.

“You Are My Shining Star” by The Manhattans (1980)

 

Honey you are my shining star, Don’t you go away
Wanna be right here where you are, Until my dying day

So many have tried, Tried to find a love like yours and mine
Girl don’t you realize how you hypnotize
Make me love you more each time

Honey I’ll never leave you lonely
Give my love to you only
To you only, to you only

Honey you are my shining star
Don’t you go away
Wanna be right here where you are
Until my dying day

Feels so good when we’re lying here next to each other lost in love
Baby when we touch, love you so much
You’re all I ever dreamed of

Honey I’ll never leave you lonely
Give my love to you only to you only
To you only, to you only

Honey you are my shining star, Don’t you go away girl
Wanna be right here where you are, Until my dying day

Honey you, you are my shining star, Don’t you go away

Let’s face it—romantic love is rare. And those who find it are the chosen ones…they receive a gift. They walk in silence, knowing how lucky they are.

We might be happy alone, content in the daily activities. But everyone is looking, searching; they’re hoping that it’s not bullshit. That someday – far into the future, they’ll fall asleep in the arms of a perfect somebody.

What’s the Most Pathetic Love Song of All Time?

What’s the Most Pathetic Love Song of All Time?

The Major is a romantic…it’s true. But everybody has a line, a place they won’t cross. Everybody has a moment they no longer feel love…when they only feel creepy.

For me, that moment occurs when I hear “Always a Woman” by Billy Joel.

She can kill with a smile, she can wound with her eyes
She can ruin your faith with her casual lies

She sounds like a crazy bitch. I say run…

And she only reveals what she wants you to see
She hides like a child, but she’s always a woman to me

Yes, she technically is a woman. That’s true. But you just implied that she was a crazy bitch, so why are interested in her?

She can lead you to love, she can take you or leave you
She can ask for the truth, but she’ll never believe you

Ok, now it’s confirmed. The bitch is crazy.

And she’ll take what you give her, as long it’s free
Yeah, She steals like a thief, but she’s always a woman to me

Uh…ok. Do you have any self-esteem? Any pride? I’m thinking no at this point.

Ohhh…she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants, she’s ahead of her time

No, Beethoven was ahead of his time. Einstein was ahead of his time. Some predatory bitch is not “ahead of her time.”

Ohhh…and she never gives out
And she never gives in, she just changes her mind

“She just changes her mind” sounds like a frightening prospect. I’m thinking of regret rape, or something to that effect.

And she’ll promise you more than the garden of Eden
Then she’ll carelessly cut you and laugh while you’re bleeding

Who can pass up that deal?

But she’ll bring out the best and the worst you can be
Blame it all on yourself ’cause she’s always a woman to me

Blame it on myself? I’m sorry, but I don’t have Stockholm syndrome.

Ohhh…she takes care of herself
She can wait if she wants, she’s ahead of her time
Ohhh…and she never gives out
And she never gives in, she just changes her mind

Repeating the chorus, just in case you were wondering if Billy Joel is sick. And yes, it appears so.

She’s frequently kind and she’s suddenly cruel
She can do as she pleases, she’s nobody’s fool

I’m picturing a woman who will end up alone with an apartment full of cats. And Cymbalta…plenty of Cymbalta.

And she can’t be convicted, she’s earned her degree
And the most she will do is throw shadows at you
But she’s always a woman to me

“She earned her degree”…from what? University of Menstruation?

Man, I feel sorry for Billy Joel. If he wrote this song from the bottom of his heart, then he’s clearly a beta-male pussy. And it’s little wonder that Christy Brinkley took a left turn on him. If I were a woman, I’d do the same.

There’s nothing attractive about a man without honor.

Read more: Billy Joel – Always A Woman Lyrics | MetroLyrics

The Memory Will Never Die

The Memory Will Never Die

A beautiful song by Default…it captures the moments we all have. The desire to hold onto moments, to not forget, to remain in the arms of a perfect bliss. Your family, your friends, the times that you were elevated into a higher plane.

Sometimes, only music can capture the summit of a man’s emotions.

The Memory Will Never Die Video

I whisper in your ear
The words you want to hear
You fell the wind and it reminds you
It happens every time
You stop and close your eyes
You can’t deny what lives inside you
Well I know it’s all to see
What is meant to be
When yesterday’s so far behind you

Deep inside your soul though
I’m always there

You made me believe
The day you surrendered to me
The memory will never die
The love that you gave
I’ll never throw it away
The memory will never die

The tides take a turn
Another lesson learned
I’m right here but still you wonder
But you say you need more
And it’s not what it was before
Your on your own and going under

Deep inside your soul though
I’m always there

You made be believe
The day you surrendered to me
The memory will never die
The love that you gave
I’ll never throw it away
The memory will never die

Whenever you wake up
Remember you gave up
All that you had from nothing at all
The bed that you lay in
Remember you made it
And nobody’s there to catch you when you fall

You made be believe
The day you surrendered to me
The memory will never die

The love that you gave
I’ll never throw it away
The memory will never die
You made me believe
The day you surrendered to me
The memory will never die
The love that you gave
I’ll never throw it away
The memory will never die

Read more: Default – The Memory Will Never Die Lyrics | MetroLyrics

Timing is the Bedrock of Music

Timing is the Bedrock of Music

The most important aspect of musicianship is timing—you either have it or you don’t. This goes for all instruments: drums, guitar, etc. If you don’t have timing, then you won’t get far in music. You’ll never shine brightly. And more specifically, you’ll always struggle when performing with other musicians. Your jams will be disjointed, confusing, and lacking in magic.

I’ve seen hundreds of musicians over the years. And I’ve learned that there is something inherent to a sense of rhythm. It’s something in your bones: you feel the music, it bleeds through you. You lock into the drums and bass inherently. You don’t need to think about counting, since you count without thinking. You strum in synchronicity with the cosmos, directly connected with the Gods of Music. You are a conduit for the Great Wave of Sound.

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Timing should come natural to the musician

If you need a metronome, then you’re not a musician. When a music teacher senses that a student is having trouble with timing, he’ll send him home with a metronome. But this is usually not effective. It’s like teaching somebody with two left feet to dance. It’s like teaching a stuttering person how to speak publicly. In short, the student is not a natural. It’s like when Elton John tried to marry that woman—it sounded good on paper, but it was a failed experiment at the end of the day.

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Great musicians do not rely on  machines for timing (unless they are recording)

The one exception to this metronome solution is in the recording studio. It’s necessary to use a metronome in this setting, since recordings must be perfect. But the dynamics of a studio are different than a live performance.

In life, it’s best to focus on your strengths. The sooner you do this, the better. So if you have a poor sense of timing, then it’s best to focus on something other than music. There are millions of possibilities, and your true calling is lying in another place.

Song Review: “On the Turning Away” by Pink Floyd

Song Review: “On the Turning Away” by Pink Floyd

I’ve been reflecting on a Pink Floyd song lately: “On The Turning Away.” It’s a song that moved me as a teenager—a song that encourages global unity, world peace and universal brotherhood. It champions the Weltanschauung of the 1960s, reminding us about the importance of social protest.

Now, years later, I see the song in a negative light. It’s now an idealistic fantasy, a pipe dream of liberal poppycock.

On the turning away
From the pale and downtrodden
And the words they say
Which we won’t understand

Some people deserve our help; others don’t. Most people that pretend to be “downtrodden” are really hucksters, predators on the prowl: male feminists, confidence men, lying seductresses, etc. They wear the coat of nobility, but it’s merely an affectation—a showy pretense. They are selfish people.

“Don’t accept that what’s happening
Is just a case of others’ suffering
Or you’ll find that you’re joining in
The turning away”

Not everybody is “suffering.” In the United States, we’re assaulted by a 24/7 Grievance Industry: sexism, racism, homophobia (rinse and repeat). Most of these people are not really suffering—they’re attention whores with first-world problems. Their incessant yammering is an attempt to deceive the public. And it pulls our attention away from doing real honorable deeds: helping children with cerebral palsy, for example.

It’s a sin that somehow
Light is changing to shadow
And casting it’s shroud
Over all we have known

That’s true. And most of “light changing to shadow” comes from the foul mouth of left-wing anarchists. They proclaim themselves to be open-minded, but they insult others, destroy property, riot, etc.

Unaware how the ranks have grown
Driven on by a heart of stone
We could find that we’re all alone
In the dream of the proud

Actually, a “heart of stone” is a good thing—at least at first. There are so many snakes in the grass that one must be careful. People should earn your trust. They need to win the right to enter the secret confines of your heart. Would you tell your teenage daughter to trust everyone, or would you tell her to be careful? Think about it.

On the wings of the night
As the daytime is stirring
Where the speechless unite
In a silent accord

Sounds like a Million Woman March. And by the way, what were they marching about again?

Using words you will find are strange
And mesmerized as they light the flame
Feel the new wind of change
On the wings of the night

I think that cisgendered and pansexual officially qualify as “words you will find are strange.”

No more turning away
From the weak and the weary
No more turning away
From the coldness inside

I will have to “turn away” if the order-through-chaos media continues to assault me with Cultural Marxism. I have to watch my blood pressure, making sure it does not spike to unhealthy levels.

Just a world that we all must share
It’s not enough just to stand and stare
Is it only a dream that there’ll be
No more turning away?

Yes, there will be a “turning away”—from a mainstream media that feeds the public with lies. From cheap philosophies that lead to disillusion and chaos. From “feel good” mantras that are empty platitudes. From a failure to mentor the young with profitable advice.

I’m a bit sad today. It sucks to know that a song I thoroughly enjoyed is now a joke to me (at least lyrically).  I feel like Dorothy in The Wizard of Oz when she find out that there is no magical wizard—just an old charlatan hiding behind a curtain.