30 Day Song Challenge – A Song That Makes You Sad

There are lots of songs that make my cry or get choked up, but not all of them are sad songs. I heard this particular song for the first time at my place of employment, The Boston Public Library. In fact, the video below is recorded from that very performance. I was incredibly moved by this performance, and the story behind the song. The performer was Australian superstar Missy Higgins, who was appearing in a fantastic program with best-selling thriller writer Harlan Coben. The would talk about their writing styles and the differences and similarities between writing a novel and writing a song. This song is the title-track to her debut album, The Sound of White. She wrote the song while in boarding school when she found out her cousin died of cancer. She went into the chapel to try to understand the emotions that she was feeling, and the quality of the silence struck her. It’s a beautiful song made all the more poignant to me for having seen this performance. Plus she was a pretty cool person. The video isn’t the best quality, and you can find better versions on YouTube, but I thought since this was the actual performance that I first heard, I would use it.

Here’s Missy Higgins performing The Sound of White at the Boston Public Library.

30 Day Song Challenge – A Song That Makes You Happy

There are lots and lots of songs that make me happy, but there is one song that always springs to mind when I think of happy songs and that’s Pizzicato Five’s Happy Sad. From the infectious guitar lick to the rich vocals, Happy Sad makes you smile and makes you wiggle in your seat. It’s funny that the lyrics refer to both happiness and sadness, but the song is pure joy.

I wish I could find a video for the English version, but I couldn’t, so you can watch the adorable Japanese video, then listen to the audio file of the English version to hear the darling lyrics. Instead, I’ve listed the English lyrics below the video.

I’m so mad about you going out of my mind
Say you want me baby,
Baby could you send me a sign?
Cuz’ every time we’re together
You keep me guessing
Thinking about the mood in your eyes
Smile as I see you walking on the runway
Love you and it’s no surprise

Happy Sad, honto ni okashi na adana ne!
Fukigen na ‘pose’ kidotteru

Happy Sad, it’s a really funny name, isn’t it!
Showing off a bad mood pose

And every time that I see you walking away
You know I don’t know what to do
Just like living on a rollercoaster
My heart just belongs to you
My moody blues could stay or go away
Boy you just call my name
My heart can make brand new kind
Of sweet soul music
Don’t care if I’m mad or glad
Make me feel so Happy Sad

Ooh, anata to futari nara itsudatte,
‘Happy Sad, Happy Sad, ooh ooh’
ooh anata o aishitara itsudatte,
‘Happy Sad, Happy Sad’
Naiteruno? Uso yo, waratteru
Tenki ame mitaina, sonna koibito,
Anata wa
Sonna yuutsu na kao shitetara mou nani
Mo Hanasenaku naru
Ana ni fuzaketeta kuse ni,
Fusagi konderu
Mayonaka no ‘turntable’
Tada mawari tsuzukeru
Odoritaku nainara hitoride odoru,
Itsudate ‘Happy Sad’

Ooh, as long as I am with you,
Anytime Happy Sad, Happy Sad, ooh ooh
Ooh, as long as I love you,
Anytime Happy Sad, Happy Sad
Are you crying? That’s a lie, you’re laughing
Sudden sun shower
Such a lover you are
If you have such a gloomy face,
Soon nothing can be discussed
It was such a frolic with you,
But now you are depressed
Midnight turntable,
Just turning around and around
If you don’t wanna dance,
I’ll dance alone, Happy Sad

30 Day Song Challenge Day Two – My Least Favorite Song

For Day 02 I am supposed to talk about my least favorite song. I thought about this for a while, and I found that I couldn’t really thing of my least favorite song. Honestly, if I don’t like a song, I tend to put it out of my head. There are plenty of songs that I would change the radio station on, but I don’t feel passionate enough about the songs I dislike to keep them in my memory.

So I thought about genres that I don’t like. I wasn’t a big fan of 80’s metal bands, and was going to pick a song by Poison, because I really didn’t like Poison, but honestly, I just couldn’t work up enough ire toward Every Rose Has It’s Thorn or Talk Dirty To Me (although that one was pretty close).

Rap was the next genre that I really dislike, but the rap songs I don’t like, I don’t know, so I that didn’t work.

Then, yesterday morning as I was walking to work it hit me. I knew what my least favorite song is. It’s Ice, Ice Baby by Vanilla Ice. Besides the fact that it’s a stupid song, it adds insult to injury by taking a brilliant song and co-opting it into a really bad song. Therefore, since I don’t want to post the video for a song I don’t like, I’m going to post the video for Under Pressure (which also happens to be my and Scot’s big Karaoke number) by Queen and David Bowie, which is the brilliant song that Vanilla Ice bastardizes to get his big hit.

30-Day Song Challenge Day One

Why, hello there!  Bet the two of you who have been keeping track didn’t think you’d ever see anything new on here again!  And with Facebook and Tumblr and Twitter and all those other ways of socializing on the web, I honestly didn’t expect to spend anymore time on this page.  But I’ve still got a soft spot for blogs, and when this 30-Day Song Challenge intrigued me enough to try it, I thought I’d revisit our little Just Giblets page and give it a shot.

I’m really terrible with most memes, and I usually never do them, but I enjoy reading them, and have been particularly inspired by Howard’s answers to this challenge over at the Web Pen Blog, so I thought I’d give it a go.  I can’t promise that I will be consistent and post every day for the next thirty days, and I reserve the right to change my response to any particular day’s question five minutes after I’ve posted.  Still, let’s see how this works out, shall we?

So, day one is simultaneously the easiest and most difficult:  Your favorite song.  Everyone has a favorite song.  In fact, everyone probably has several favorite songs.  I have had many over the years, but as far as I can tell, my current favorite song has actually been locked in place for several years, and it’s the first song that pops into my mind when someone asks me what is my favorite song, so I’m going with it.

Kate Bush – Hounds of Love

Kate Bush is without question my favorite musical artist, so it’s appropriate that my favorite song be one of hers.  That said, Hounds of Love didn’t emerge as my favorite song until relatively recently even thought it was released as the title track of Kate’s fifth album in 1985. It was the album’s third single released in the UK on February 24, 1986 and climbed to #18 on the charts.

The driving drum beat and the rhythmic strings propel the song along musically and perfectly underscore the lyrics which use the analogy of a fox hunt to tell the story of a woman who is afraid of surrendering to love with elegance. The lyrics are elegant in their simplicity and their creativity. It’s a perfectly constructed song.

My Friend, Tracy

Tracy Wright was the recipient of the Chlotrudis Society for Independent Film’s “Career-so-Far” award in 2006. At that time, I was pretty familiar with her film and television career, and I did some research to fill out my knowledge about her theatre career. You can read my tribute honoring her acting career at the 13th Annual Awards page. But what I knew about Tracy Wright that night was a mere fraction of how I have come to know her in the three+ years since then. Three years ago she was a talented actor that I admired. I was in fact, in awe of her talent, so natural, so creative, so understated yet powerful. In the last three years she has added to her already impressive resume, adding starring roles in Reg Harkema’s MONKEY WARFARE, and Bruce McDonald’s TRIGGER, among others, but for me personally she has become something much more. She has become my friend.

It happened so fast. She was instantly warm, funny, engaging and fun to be with. She was self-deprecating but funny; experienced but down-to-earth; optimistic but at a career-crossroads. She worried. She laughed. She engaged. I felt so lucky to spend so much time with Tracy during her first visit to Boston, and when she returned soon after for MONKEY WARFARE’S stint at the Independent Film Festival of Boston, I felt even luckier. Then there were the couple of trips to the Toronto International Film Festival where we hung out and a final trip in the last month just to see her. Every single one of these visits brought me closer to this amazingly honest, direct, warm, engaging woman and enhanced the quality of my life.

I also learned, through her circle of friends, that she was loved. People loved Tracy, and it was easy to see why. In this way, her life touched so many, whether she was a wife, a long-time friend, an artistic collaborator, or someone she met a few years ago and only saw a handful of times. When we heard she had been diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, it was without a moment’s hesitation that Scot and I decided we would travel to Toronto to visit her soon. We were fortunate enough to get there over Memorial Day weekend, and despite the fact that she’d just had surgery, we were able to see her several times. Our last visit was lovely and we were able to connect with her for a nice amount of time. She was in good spirits and as happy to see us as we were to see her. To hear of her passing just three weeks later filled me with sadness, and gratitude that I had been fortunate enough to know Tracy and to call her my friend.

Tracy, you are so loved, and you are so missed.

Tracy Wright

(This picture was taken by a friend of Daniel’s. I really love this shot. She is so beautiful and full of life.)