Ever have those times when you are driving along and a song will come on the radio and just take you back in time in your mind? Like an emotional trigger, you find yourself thinking of people, of places of when you first heard the song. A movie that I thought captured the ideal was probably Forest Gump, where the music was just as important in telling the story of Forest’s life. If I could build a playlist of my life through music, I am sure that the top ten songs would be from those important family moments, or even the world events that happened at the time.
Sadly for me, the song that stands out in bringing an emotional response, relates to the death of a beloved Aunt. I can’t help but burst into tears whenever I hear it. Both for the lyrics, and the memory of losing someone that I adored from cancer.
Comedian-musician Tim Minchin addresses graduates at the University of Western Australia where he was presented with an Honorary Doctor of Letters Degree. Minchin is a graduate of UWA.
The meaning of life, explained in nine life lessons. I promise that you will find this to be the best 11 minutes you spent today/tonight.
Made all the worse if there is a line up….
The visions on the screen haunt my waking hours
People suffering in so many ways, so many places
It’s hard to fathom it all
My heart cries and my voice shouts at the screen
The world is mad, I tell myself
The compassion and humanity I yearn to see, replaced by desensitization
What ever happened to the Great Australian nation?
Men in suits with agendas that have nothing to do with the chaos
Twisting their words, spun into grand ideals that bare no fruit
When did the public voice go unheard?
Even the average Joe knows dropping bombs won’t solve a thing
It’s a war that no one can win
Yes, had this face many a time.
Teasing words that dare my inhibitions
Stripping away the shy exterior
To reveal bare flesh for your eyes only
A hiss through gritted teeth
I respond with the tremor of my thighs
Every second; longer than the next
Almost dizzy as I await your touch
Bedroom eyes stare to the wall
Heated breath escapes my parted lips
Rounded buttocks flinch at the slightest sound
You’re behind me, I know you’re there
Hair pulled back, caught within fingers tight
Never will I resist you
For this night you shall have your fill
My body….my sacrifice
The surrender to be the sweetest thing
I admit, I tend to swear the most when I kick my toe on the furniture, or a door. Come to think of it, any time that I hit myself, I swear. Maybe not as much as this girl, but…bad habits are hard to break. Enjoy the clip. ~RB~
This was brilliant. Fight hate with a good old Rick Roll. With placards that say “Keep it Clean” and “You got Rick Rolled”, it was the perfect way in how to handle the protesters from the Westboro Baptist church. Good on you, Foo Fighters!