Song Lyric Sunday 10/23/16 – Sowing the Seeds of Love

So this week’s Song Lyric Sunday theme is a song that pulls you out of a dark place. Well, again, I’m kinda brain fried today (was out of town again this weekend and just got home at midnight) so this might be a sub-par choice, but oh well.

This is getting kind of comical or perhaps redundant, but today I am featuring another song by the British duo of Curt Smith and Roland Orzabal better known as Tears for Fears. This song is much later T4F (1989) and is a complete departure from the normal dark, heavy lyrics the band (mostly Roland) wrote. This song is very Beatles-esque in both the music and the lyrical composition. Folklore has it this was like a tribute to the Beatles and I wouldn’t be surprised if that is the case.

Here then is “Sowing the Seeds of Love.” I like this song because it takes on the heavy reality in a light-hearted way and as such always lifts my spirits.

Without further ado:


High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast
D.J.’s the man we love the most
Could you be, could you be squeaky clean
And smash any hope of democracry ?
As the headline says you’re free to choose
There’s egg on your face and mud on your shoes
One of these days they’re gonna call it the blues
And anything is possible when you’re Sowing the Seeds of Love
Anything is possible – Sowing the Seeds of Love
I spy tears in thier eyes
They look to the skies for some kind of divine intervention
Food goes to waste !
So nice to eat, so nice to taste
Politician Grannie with your high ideals
Have you no idea how the Majority feels ?
So without love and a promise land
We’re fools to the rules of a Goverment plan
Kick out the style ! Bring back the jam !
Anything…
Sowing the Seeds
The birds and the bees
My girlfriend and me in love
Feel the pain
Talk about it
If you’re a worried man – then shout about it
Open hearts – feel about it
Open minds – think about it
Everyone – read about it
Everyone – scream about it !
Everyone
Everyone – read about it, read about it
Read in the books in the crannies and the nooks there are books to read
Chorus !
(Mr. England Sowing the Seeds of Love)
Time to eat all your words
Swallow your pride
Open your eyes
High time we made a stand and shook up the views of the common man
And the lovetrain rides from coast to coast
Every minute of every hour – ” I Love a Sunflower “
And I believe in lovepower, Love power, LOVEPOWER !!!
Sowing the Seeds
An end to need
And the Politics of Greed
With love
Source: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/tearsforfears/sowingtheseedsoflove.html

Well there you have it. Please don’t kill me for featuring three Tears for Fears songs now. I hope it hasn’t gotten old or stale! 😛

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Teachers With Tattoos/Piercings?

If any K-12 and/or university teachers follow or read my blog, please chime in on this. What is your experience with tattoos or piercings at your job?

I ask as I’m seriously considering making a career change and going back into teaching (I taught for awhile before but I’m thinking about going back into it). Do you have tattoos, facial piercings or both? If so, has it been a barrier to employment? Do they make you cover your tattoos or remove your piercing jewelry? If you are not tattooed or pierced yourself, do you have colleagues with tattoos/piercings and are they treated any differently?

I used to teach high school and university math when I was a blank canvas but if I were to go back into teaching I wouldn’t do math. I’d go back to school and get a music-ed degree and I’d want to teach elementary music or be a middle school/high school choir director.

I imagine it largely has to do with geographic area and large urban vs. small rural district but I’m just curious to hear of various experiences. Please let me know.

Trifecta-Day 3

I was nominated for the Trifecta challenge by sailajaP14. Thank you so much.

In keeping with a theme, I’m sticking with inspirational tattoo quotes. This is one I came across on Slodive.com.

The rules- a gentle reminder-

  • Three Quotes for three days.
  • Nominate three different people.
  • Thank the person who nominated you.
  • Inform the nominees.
  • Smile.😀

Today’s nominees:

Karuna – One of my early friends on this blog. Thanks for befriending me.

Helen Espinosa – I know you don’t normally do these and you’re on break, but it’s a shoutout for your awesome Song Lyric Sunday weekly theme.

Troubles of a 20-Something – You haven’t blogged in awhile so I figured you needed some inspiration. 😉

This was a fun little challenge. Now back to our regularly scheduled programming.

Trifecta-Day 2

I was nominated for the Trifecta challenge by sailajaP14. Thank you so much.

In keeping with a theme, I’m sticking with inspirational tattoo quotes. This is one I came across on Pinterest.

The rules- a gentle reminder-

  • Three Quotes for three days.
  • Nominate three different people.
  • Thank the person who nominated you.
  • Inform the nominees.
  • Smile.😀

Today’s nominees:

Willowdot21 – Because you write interesting stuff and I love reading your blog.

Crystalamay – Thank you for your emotional support during some time I’m suicidal.

Rachel McKee – I know you don’t typically do these, but this is a nod to the deep friendship we’ve formed in recent months is meaningful to me.

Trifecta-Day 1

I was nominated for the Trifecta challenge by sailajaP14. Thank you so much.

My quote for today is the inspirational quote behind Project Semicolon, the thing that started my love of tattoos. Read it, believe it, even in your darkest hour.

The quote was sourced from Tumblr.

The rules- a gentle reminder-

  • Three Quotes for three days.
  • Nominate three different people.
  • Thank the person who nominated you.
  • Inform the nominees.
  • Smile.😀

Today’s nominees:

DutchMama – a newer blogger – go show her some love!

Mishie1 – for being a wonderful friend to me since my days on Xanga.

Eloraquence – for being instrumental in launching my blog here and putting me on the map.

Song Lyric Sunday 10/16/16 – My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark

This week’s theme for Song Lyric Sunday is to post a song you didn’t think you’d like (for one prejudice or another) but wound up falling in love with. I thought of two songs I could use, but the other one I thought of is very, well, let’s just say every other word is the F-bomb and I’m trying to keep this somewhat family friendly.

Laugh if you must, but I am a big fan of the Pitch Perfect franchise. In some ways even this fits the theme because I didn’t think I’d like a “chick flick” but my baby sister convinced me to watch it and I immediately fell in love. I actually then went to see PP2 at the drive in theater via my own choice and I can’t wait for PP3 to come out next year. What a cappella has become over the years is just absolutely mind-blowing (and the story lines, also cheesy, are fun).

Anyway, so with that I’m picking a song I first heard in PP2 that I fell in love with when it was performed by the fictional German a cappella group Das Sound Machine. I loved the song but didn’t know what it was until I asked my baby sister who had to tell me (embarrassing, I know). This is never a song I would have listened to otherwise because I’m not a fan of the genre and I’m especially not a fan of the group. Alas, there’s something from every group one is bound to like I suppose.

Nonetheless, I present to you “My Songs Know What You Did in the Dark (Light ‘Em Up)” by Fall Out Boy.

Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.

B-B-B-Be careful making wishes in the dark, dark
Can’t be sure when they’ve hit their mark
And besides in the mean, mean time
I’m just dreaming of tearing you apart

I’m in the de-details with the devil
So now the world can never get me on my level
I just gotta get you off the cage
I’m a young lover’s rage
Gonna need a spark to ignite

My songs know what you did in the dark

So light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
I’m on fire

So light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
I’m on fire

Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark

All the writers keep writing what they write
Somewhere another pretty vein just dies
I’ve got the scars from tomorrow and I wish you could see
That you’re the antidote to everything except for me, me

A constellation of tears on your lashes
Burn everything you love, then burn the ashes
In the end everything collides
My childhood spat back out the monster that you see

My songs know what you did in the dark

So light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
I’m on fire

So light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
I’m on fire

Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark

My songs know what you did in the dark
(My songs know what you did in the dark)

So light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
I’m on fire

So light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
Light ’em up, up, up
I’m on fire

Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark
Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
In the dark, dark

Oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa, oh, oh, whoa.
Source: http://www.azlyrics.com/lyrics/falloutboy/mysongsknowwhatyoudidinthedark.html

As a little bonus feature, here’s the performance that made me fall in love with the song. It’s a mashup of the aforementioned song and “All I Do Is Win” by DJ Khaled featuring T-Pain, Rick Ross, Ludacris and Snoop Dogg. Keep in mind this is all a cappella.

Anyway, there you have it. As always, this is a fun theme and I look forward to participating every week. Hope you all enjoyed.

Random Saturday Pondering

As I sit here looking at my one-week old tattoo still covered in Saniderm (comes off tomorrow!) and re-watching James Hinchcliffe’s dance with Sharna Burgess on DWTS’ YouTube channel, I can’t help but wonder which tragic events in my life were actually hidden blessings and how my life would be different today had it not been for them.

Before I go any further, I urge you to watch the YouTube video referenced above. Hinch and his surgeon talk about his accident and his remarkable recovery, then followed by the dance. Have some tissues handy, you might need them.

In 18 months, James went from an accident that would have killed any of us to tearing it up on DWTS. I don’t care who you are, that’s just absolutely incredible, but what really shocked me is his claim that the accident was the best thing that’s ever happened to him. When I first heard that I thought “dude, you’re crazy,” but then I got to thinking about that statement and the implications of it.

Would he have even agreed to do the show if he hadn’t have gone through that? Would he really have had anything to prove? How would his life have been different if not for the accident? Apparently he thinks it changed his life for the better, and if that’s the case then who am I to question what he thinks?

That’s when I got to thinking his words and trying to apply them to my own life. How would my life be different today if not for the tragic events that happened in my own life? What would my life look like now? Would it be truly better as I often claim it would be or would I be just totally miserable? There is a chain of events of my life within about the last 5 years or so that I went through that probably have shaped me and probably made me a better person and put me in a better place.

This goes back to when I first got the rejection letter from the FAA stating that they did not deem me airworthy. At the time, I thought my whole life was totally ruined. Needless to say the years immediately after that were sheer torment. I went through life wondering “why me?” and feeling just incredibly sorry for myself. I pursued an alternate life course, went to grad school and found a girlfriend but it didn’t help. I was still miserable and when I caught my then-girlfriend having an affair I just fell completely apart. I just wanted to die. I sat at home or in a bar drinking my pain almost all the time. Just anything to numb the pain. All while concealing my pain from my students and professors (I was in grad school) in what little time I actually spent in that environment.

After grad school I was unable to find employment and had to move back home. Things had gotten so point that I basically I became completely non-functioning. I was so miserable that I set up a fantasy life for myself on a different blogging site as an outlet. It helped to sort of fantasize about living out my dream, but even then I knew that wasn’t a healthy coping strategy. It was there I met the girl who eventually wound up my best friend, but it wasn’t always like that.

We bonded to the point where we started a long-distance relationship. I had found love and thought “hey, my luck is finally turning!” I stopped binge drinking and actually started cleaning my life up somewhat. However, my personal problems combined with her desire to want children led to us mutually parting ways and that just totally broke me.  I went right back to where I was but then I also started popping Xanax like candy. I was a complete and total mess. I attempted suicide multiple times. I had all but given up and, truth be told, so had my family.

Then 2015 came along and things finally started to turn around. Though it was just a menial job, I was given a permanent part-time job maintaining the tower bells where I ring. It wasn’t enough to make a living off of, but it at least kept me from going completely bankrupt. I started to finally get better, got off the pills and cut my drinking back to moderate levels. Then in August another door opened and got me into my current job. Though I frequently do complain about how mundane it is, it pays alright and the benefits are unbelievable. That November I re-connected with my long-distance lover and, although we have differing life goals with regards to children and therefore can’t be together, we have re-kindled a deep and powerful friendship and we’re closer than ever.

And here we are in December and here I am toying with an idea that I always swore I never would toy with: of getting a tattoo. I figured with what I’d been through getting a semicolon was appropriate and that I would be one and done with the tattoos. I was hesitant at first, but I was convinced to go through with it. I did, and that little thing was all it took to start a tattoo obsession.The rest is history

Now here I am with five tattoos and having played a role in getting two apprentice artists promotions. Knowing I’ve helped them in their journey is an indescribable feeling of pride, and when I think about that, I think about what Hinch said. “That accident was the best thing that’s ever happened to me.” When I think about his words, I realize that “wow, maybe the tragic events I’ve endured have been blessings in disguise.”

Paint the alternative picture: at this point I’d likely be a senior Captain at a regional airline and in the market to move up to a First Officer position at a major carrier. I might have a dream career but I’d still likely be an entirely blank canvas. I’d still probably be very anti-tattoo and probably somewhat judgmental toward those who do have them. I would be a selfish jerk without a care in the world about anyone and wouldn’t give a rat’s ass about helping others out. I would never have met my best friend. I would never have played a role in those two artists achieving their dreams.

I realize now that I am a better person for what I’ve gone through. No, I don’t believe in the old adage “everything happens for a reason,” nor do I believe in the existence of god, nor do I believe in fate. All that said, perhaps my life is in fact better the way it has panned out and it just took me many years to realize it.

No, I’m not an airline pilot. That’ll never happen. I do maintain some ray of hope that the FAA will eventually wise up and give those in my tribe a chance, and though it’s too late for me to make a career out of perhaps I can fly for pleasure someday. One way or another, I wouldn’t trade my love of ink nor my best friend for anything, even a dream career. Those two things mean more to me than a job ever could.

Thanks, Hinch, for sharing your story. It has given me a kick in the pants. Even if nobody else says this, please know you have helped me in ways you can’t imagine. I hope you get your Indy 500 win and IndyCar Series championship sometime. You deserve it.