Sunday, 28 October 2012

Song Of The Day!

A day late again... I'm so shit, sorry. BUT yesterday's tune is an especially amazing one. I'm not sure if I've mentioned it in previous posts (I'd be surprised if I hadn't) but Beyoncé is, without a shadow of a doubt, my favourite artist and has been for years. She's incredibly talented, creative, beautiful and humble, but she's also strong-minded and works hard to hone her talents. Despite her huge success, she's always thinking bigger and better. Her success is, in my opinion, entirely deserved.
Speechless is on her album, Dangerously In Love, which is probably one of my favourites. It's very sensual and quite erotic... The chorus grows into a musical climax when she sings 'You got me... speechless.' Yeah, that's right. Climax.



You’ve got me,
You’ve got me,
You’ve got me,
You’ve got me speechless.

Where you been baby?
Waited for you all day,
Waited for you to use the key
That opens my place.
My heart starts trembling
As I hear your footsteps pace.
Lock opens, doorknob turns,
There appeared your face.

Going outta my head I think I’m loosing all my mind,
Drive me crazy burning candles making love all night.
Feels so strange it feels so crazy to be in your world,
In your arms, lost for words,
You’ve got me!

You’ve got me,
You’ve got me,
You’ve got me,
You’ve got me speechless.

Laying so closely,
I feel your skin rubbing and touching me.
Only sweat between us,
Feeling you kissing and pleasing me.
I rub your back,
I kiss your neck,
I know that you love when we touch like that.
I can feel you need me,
Feels so good to me,
Feels so good to me.

Going outta my head I think I’m loosing all my mind,
Drive me crazy burning candles making love all night.
Feels so strange it feels so crazy to be in your world,
In your arms lost for words
You’ve got me!

You’ve got me,
You’ve got me,
You’ve got me,
You’ve got me speechless.

Yes, yes, yes,
Yes, yes, yes,
Speechless, all I can say,
Yes, yes, yes,
All I can say is
Yes, yes, yes, yes.

Kiss me,
Hold me,
You’ve got me
Speechless.


(While you're at it, watch this live version from The Beyonce Experience. I am very close to becoming a fully fledged lesbian...)

Friday, 26 October 2012

Song Of The Day!

Haters gon' hate, but I retain my right to post classical music on here. And this piece is so amazing, it somehow makes you feel really pure and uplifted. It's a little dream of mine to have the Sixteen sing this while I walk down the aisle... I would probably/definitely cry. In Paradise Lost, when the choir of angels 'In full harmonic number joined' to 'Divide the night, and lift our thoughts to Heaven'... They were singing this song.


P.S. This has been a very nerdy post, sorry. I will never quote Milton in a blog post again...

Song Of The Day!

Missed a day again, sorry... I'm not very consistent at this. Essays, uni work, house party to organise blah blah blah. So this song is for yesterday and iiitttt iiiiiiisssssss........... Butterfly by Talvin Singh! *applause* 
He's a producer and composer from London who writes amazing fusions of Indian, electronic and drum and bass music. Most of his stuff is amazing to chill out to (check out It's Not Over - another one of my favourites) but Butterfly has so much energy and is more uplifting. Having trained in Indian classical music, it also features some pretty amazing virtuosic sitar and Indian flute (I think) playing. I have a bit of an obsession with Eastern music, but I reckon there's a huge amount of people who just appreciate a good beat and beautiful music who would love this song.

Wednesday, 24 October 2012

Song Of The Day!

I KNOW this song is old news now. But I think since I've been listening to it daily for months and months and I'm still not even the slightest bit bored of it, it deserves a mention. And I way prefer it to the original... I'm sorry, it's just better. Although, thanks to Arcade Fire for some wicked lyrics.



In the suburbs I
I learned to drive
And you told me we'd never survive,
Grab your mother's keys we're leaving.

You always seemed so sure 
That one day we'd be fighting 
In a suburban war, 
Your part of town against mine. 

I saw you standing on the opposite shore 
But by the time the first bombs fell, 
We were already bored. 
We were already, already bored. 

Sometimes I can't believe it, 
I'm moving past the feeling. 
Sometimes I can't believe it, 
I'm moving past the feeling again. 

Kids wanna be so hard 
But in my dreams we're still screaming and running through the yard 
And all of the walls that they built in the seventies finally fall, 
And all of the houses they built in the seventies finally fall. 
Meant nothing at all, 
It meant nothing. 

Sometimes I can't believe it, 
I'm moving past the feeling. 
Sometimes I can't believe it, 
I'm moving past the feeling and into the night. 

So can you understand? 
Why I want a daughter while I'm still young, 
I wanna hold her hand 
And show her some beauty 
Before all this damage is done. 
But if it's too much to ask,
If it's too much to ask, 
Then send me a son. 

Under the overpass 
In the parking lot we're still waiting, 
It's already past 
So move your feet from hot pavement and into the grass. 
Cause it's already past, 
It's already, already past. 

Sometimes I can't believe it, 
I'm moving past the feeling. 
Sometimes I can't believe it, 
I'm moving past the feeling again. 

I'm moving past the feeling, 
I'm moving past the feeling. 
In my dreams we're still screaming, 
We're still screaming, 
We're still screaming.