7.30.2004

Mystery Commission

"It reads like a mystery, a novel. It's well written".
This is Bush's opinion on the 9/11 Commission's report. Of course, in his defense, I'd say everything reads like a mystery to him.

7.28.2004

Sick With Love

"I'm not alone but I am lonely"
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Today's sad song is Robyn Loau's Sick With Love. This doesn't really qualify as a sad song, at least not the type of sad songs that I know and love. It is not a slow melancholy trip down love's dark side, it's not the quiet whisper of a broken heart or the gentle yearning to find a true lover.

Instead, it's kind of an upbeat pop/R&B type thing, which kinda makes sense coming from this New Zealand born and Australian raised actress/writer/pop-singer who teaches funk and hip hop at Sydney Dance Company.

But it is about love gone wrong so does it qualify as sad? Maybe, maybe not, but I say this to argue that it does. Take a look at the girl that sings it. These words about love coming from someone as beautiful as that is a sad thing indeed. To paraphrase Mark Twain, it is a hardhearted man indeed that can look at such suffering and not be compelled to mitigate it.

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Robyn Loau - Sick With Love.mp3

Every time I'm making love with you
Kinda makes me feel like I hate you
Every time I'm lying in your arms
I try to ignore you but I can't

I'm not alone but I am lonely
Insatiable and I can't get enough
But you know I'm only ..

Sick with love
Sick with love
Sick with love
Sick with love

Every time I'm making love with you
Kinda makes me feel like I hate you
I'm not alone but I am lonely
It's a deep rooted fear that I can't rise above
But you know im only

Sick with love
Love hate generate
Sick with love
Love hate radiate
Sick with love
Love hate generate
Sick with love
Love hate radiate
Sick with love
Love hate generate
Sick with love
Love hate radiate
Sick with love
Love hate generate
Sick with love
Love hate radiate

Every time I'm making love with you
Kind of makes me feel like I hate you

I'm not alone but I am lonely
Insatiable and I can't get enough
But you know I'm only...

Sick with love
Love hate generate
Sick with love
Love hate radiate

Sick with love
Love hate generate
Sick with love
Love hate radiate

Sick with love
Love hate generate
Sick with love
Love hate radiate

Sick with love
Love hate generate
Sick with love
Love hate radiate

Sick with love
Sick with love

Time for another preemptive invasion

Someone has been caught red handed harboring an al-Qaida operative.

7.26.2004

Bang Bang, Twisted Nerve

Since today's sad song comes from the Kill Bill Volume 1 soundtrack I decided to toss in a bonus from it as well. The sad song is Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) sung by Nancy Sinatra. You may remember it being performed over the opening credits. It was originally written by Sonny Bono and performed by Cher. Now that I mention it, Isobell Campbell has her own version of it out too. It's the same as this one only a little bit slower and a litle bit sadder.

The bonus song is Bernard Herrmann's Twisted Nerve, which is the tune whistled by Daryl Hannah as she's walking through the hospital on her mission to kill Uma.

Herrmann is regarded as one of the best film composers ever. He got his start on Orson Wells' "The War Of The Worlds" and later Citizen Kane and followed through with a career that spanned thirty years and many movies and TV shows such as "Vertigo", "North By Northwest", "Psycho", "Cape Fear", "Gunsmoke", "Rawhide" and "The Twilight Zone."

One of his lesser known movies was a 1968 thriller called Twisted Nerve and it is the score to this movie that Daryl Hannah whistles.



Bernard Herrmann - Twisted Nerve mp3


Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down)
Bang Bang (My Baby Shot Me Down) mp3
Performed by Nancy Sinatra

I was five and he was six
We rode on horses made of sticks
He wore black and I wore white
He would always win the fight

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down.

Seasons came and changed the time
When I grew up, I called him mine
He would always laugh and say
"Remember when we used to play?"

Bang bang, I shot you down
Bang bang, you hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, I used to shoot you down.

Music played, and people sang
Just for me, the church bells rang.

Now he's gone, I don't know why
And till this day, sometimes I cry
He didn't even say goodbye
He didn't take the time to lie.

Bang bang, he shot me down
Bang bang, I hit the ground
Bang bang, that awful sound
Bang bang, my baby shot me down...

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