The Monday Music Medicine Show – OHWs

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Welcome to the Monday Medicine Show!

A week or so ago, I had a recommendation from the lovely Lady Calen, over at Impromptu Promptlings,  to feature One Hit Wonders on The Monday Music Medicine Show. I thought it was a good idea, but I had to go look for that song which I loved which fit into that category.

Of course, that would mean looking through at least five decades of OHWs and while that would have been music heaven, having to listen to so much music, I did need to find the song which I have in my playlist. This isn’t just, ‘oh I remember that song, but what happened to that singer,’ type thing. I want it to be more like, ‘I wish they’d done more.’

I had a song in mind, which actually came to my attention when I began watching American Idol, during a time I needed something to watch that would get me out of the depths of despair for a few minutes. I most definitely was in a time of having a “Bad Day.” The song, I discovered, I would later hear on the radio, and I knew it was obviously something that other people might have also come to love, as I did.

Daniel Powter was unknown to me before this song came out. You may also recall this tune.

That seemed to be the last I’d hear from him. Of course it was more through my own laziness, and lack of time. This year, actually, I wanted to find more music to use for my exercise regimine. Happily, I decided to go looking for more things by Daniel. While I can’t say that this song ever hit the charts at all (I haven’t paid attention to the charts since I was in my teens), I was not only delighted to find it, but soon came to love it, if not equally, possibly a bit more. It also speaks to something I’ve felt about myself. Mind you, it’s not in a negative way. I actually love being like this:

So my beautiful Monday Music Medicine Show friends, have you a favorite song which falls into the One Hit Wonder realm? You know I want to hear it! Share it there (your own blog with a ping back), or share it here.

BYOM and  remember: It Don’t Mean A Thing If You Don’t Send That PING!

Music is the Medicine in my Soul and I hope yours is as healing and nurturing as mine!

Singing Smiley

The Monday Music Medicine Show – At This Moment

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Today’s inspiration for the song I am presenting here is from my newest follower, Natalie B over at Natalie’s Lovely Blog.

Sometimes, it takes a while to find that song I feel fits the moment. Believe me, this day I’ve been all over the map. Finally, after getting Monday stuff done, I was ready to sit down and come up with a post.

As I always try to do, when I get notification I’ve got a new follower, I like to visit and see what they’re all about. I’d scrolled down to the bottom of the comments on Natalie’s about page, when I glanced over to her Twitter feed. It was there that the inspiration hit. The earliest tweet that showed in the feed said:
Natalie B “I need to see @ArcticMonkeys in concert before I die otherwise I will die because I haven’t seen @ArcticMonkeys in concert.”

I clicked on my media player and checked which Artic Monkeys song I had in my play list. It really IS the perfect song at this moment.

I hope you all will enjoy, “Do I Wanna Know?”

It’s the perfect song for where my mind has settled today. Do I wanna know?

So my beautiful Monday Music Medicine Show friends, be spontaneous and find the music of the moment; the song which speaks for how you feel right now, at this moment. Share it there (your own blog with a ping back), or share it here.

BYOM and  remember: It Don’t Mean A Thing If You Don’t Send That PING!

Music is the Medicine in my Soul and I hope yours is as healing and nurturing as mine!

Singing Smiley

The Sandbox Writing Challenge – Roundabout

Over at Impromptu Promptlings, for the Sandbox Writing Challenge, Lady Calen asks the question, How does this relate to my life? The image was a circle drawn in the sand.

Ah. I know this one! I’d say it’s simple, but that isn’t actually true. Still, It’s LIFE. The circle is the TURNING of the WHEEL, Cycles, Eternity (no beginning, no end). A 2 dimensional Medicine Wheel. The Safe Place to be. Wax on, Wax Off. The Never Ending Story. The base of a sweat lodge. A Red Tent Temple.

So how does this relate to my life?

Once I looked at the picture, and crawled out of my run-away train, seeing the “O” stated as the letter O which took me to a kinky little tale, called The Story of O, it all came pouring out…

It was vivid; drawn in the sand. It reminded me of the fact that when I was wee child, my mom and aunt, created a circle where my ‘cousin’ and I were placed, for safety. We were told not to leave the circle.

It was their way of keeping us in one place, and probably was the first glimpse of the spiritual realm.

What comes around, goes around.

Records are round, as are CDs and DVDs, which all carry favorite things of mine. Merry Go Rounds.

Of course there’s got to be a song, right?

The Monday Music Medicine Show – What Word?

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Last week, I tried a poll here in the Monday Music Medicine Show. The options were Smooth, Raunchy, Light and Hard.

First, I thank all who visited, and voted.

I guess you are all wondering what each of the words represented. Well, I won’t keep you waiting. What they did not represent was a genre. The words were, in fact, the title of songs, or a word contained in the title.

Smooth,” is a song by one of my favorite musicians, and groups, Santana, which has been on my radar from back in the 60s, but this is actually a tune which came to light in 1999. The featured vocalist is Rob Thomas.  I love Latin music, specifically rock and pop.

Ladies and Gentlemen, I give you SMOOTH:

That leaves us with what songs the other words inspired.

“Raunchy” is a song by Bill Justis, which we (Mr. Quantum and I) heard on an oldies radio station, which we listen to at breakfast (when we’re not going through our vinyl collection). We had not heard it before last year, though it was first recorded and released in a collection featuring various artists in 1957.

On the LIGHT side of things, I chose a song by one of my favorite Japanese musicians, Kitaro. “Light of the Spirit” is a beautiful composition, that lifts my Spirit!

Is it HARD to remember where you heard this last song? Was it Three Dog Night who brought it to you? Did you know that the musical, HAIR, was the first place we heard about how it is “Easy to be Hard?”

So my beautiful Monday Music Medicine Show friends, what did you expect each word to be about? You know I want to hear it. What music, or song comes to mind for each? Share it there (your own blog with a ping back), or share it here.

BYOM and  remember: It Don’t Mean A Thing If You Don’t Send That PING!

Music is the Medicine in my Soul and I hope yours is as healing and nurturing as mine!

Singing Smiley

The Sandbox Writing Challenge – LOVE IS

Impromptu Promptlings’ gracious hostess, our loving friend, Lady Calen, asks the question: What Makes Me Feel Loved?

I will admit it took me a while to locate that place where the secrets to this question were residing within.

And I ask you, what better way to talk about this than in song?

I can say that I spent the better part of my younger days, which stretched into my thirty something days asking one question:

When you’re an absolute beginner (from the song of the same name), it’s trial and error and more than not, the road taken is fraught with the sadness of looking for love in all the wrong places:

What I can tell you is that when I stopped looking, is when I found it. Maybe it was because I was, and have always been:

The Story of that journey has many parts:

Before I met Mr. Quantum, I don’t think I felt loved by any of my partners. Oh I was engaged once, but I didn’t feel loved. First, it was a ‘long distance’ engagement. He was a buddy of my brother’s when they were in the army, during the Vietnam war. We started writing to each other, and there was a connection. When we met, there seemed to be a possibility. But people who love me are not supposed to hit me, so there was no joy there. There was no love. It only happened once, and I kicked him and his ring out of my life forever.

That was at least twenty years before I met Q online, and twenty four years before Q and I met face to face. The connections were greater. Oddly, it was also a long distance ‘getting to know you,’ kind of thing, this time in email. But if there was a second somebody in there that might have made me think I would not have to shoulder and carry Spinsterhood onward, I can’t remember who it might have been, so I can’t say, 3rd time’s a charm. But that immaterial, since I had that gold ring (pun intented) in my hand, on my finger.

Letters, and phone calls became our way to spend time together. I didn’t know, even in those four years, if I really loved him, or how he really felt about me. BUT, when we met in person for the first time, the three days together culminated in me standing at the airport, watching his plane head off into the sunset, and the tracks of my tears spoke volumes. I practically had a knock down drag out fight with myself on the drive back to my apartment, that night. I refused to believe it was anything more than just having been alone too long and the feel good cloak was simply the relief of having had a momentary connection.

History tells the tale, however. From that moment on, we were inseperable, spending hours talking on the phone. Three months later, at Thanksgiving, in New York with my parents, we got engaged. By May 1st the following year, we were wife and husband.
Not a day has gone by when he has not made me feel completely loved.

On the day of our Handfasting, what follows tells the story of the moments which bound us forever, together:

My Knight in Shining Armor took that long walk down the hall from his room, in the mansion where our love would be shown to the world (our friends and family)… to the place where we would walk toward our destiny.

The ceremony was beautiful, if I do say so myself – I wrote it. When we stepped over the broom, and returned as Wife and Husband back down the line of our witnesses we finally were Tan An – Together We.

That was over 18 years ago.

Of course, there are many kinds of love, and another place where Love was manifest can be seen in the following telling.

Growing up, with very few exceptions, my mother always made me feel loved. My fondest memories are the times we’d spend together, talking, about everything and anything, and listening to music, sharing with each other what we’d discovered. That’s the kind of person she was.

Finally, I have been very lucky to have the most loving fur persons a human can have. I might have been around 3 years old when we got our first cat. I’ve always had a special repport with them, and many other-than-human beings. I have to say the last five kitties I was honored to have adopt me were quite demonstrative in their love for me. I was midwife to one, who had a litter of six kittens. I chose one to keep and she was a precious gift in my life. When I got married, and moved down to Texas, I was greeted by 3 wonderful fur person’s who took me as their two legged mommy, and we enjoyed many happy years together. That’s a special kind of love.

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