Call and Answer by Barenaked Ladies Wednesday, Jun 14 2006 

I think it's getting to the point

where I can be myself again

I think it's getting to the point

where we have almost made amends

I think it's the getting to the point

that is the hardest part

and if you call, I will answer

and if you fall, I'll pick you up

and if you court this disaster

I'll point you home

You think I only thin about you

when we're both in the same room

You think I'm only here to witness

the remains of love exhumed

You think we're her to play

a game of who loves more than whom

and if you call, I will answer

and if you fall, I'll pick you up

and if you court this disaster

I'll point you home

You think it's only hair to do what's best for

you and you alone

You think it's only fair to do the same to me

when you're not home

I think it's time to make this something that is

more than only fair

so if you call, I will answer

and if you fall, I'll pick you up

and if you court this disaster

I'll point you home

But I'm warning you, don't ever do

those crazy, messed-up things that you do

if you ever do,

I promise you I'll be the first to crucify you

Now it's time to prove that you've come back

here to rebuild

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Somewhere Other Than The Night Thursday, May 4 2006 

He could see the storm clouds rollin' across the hill
He barely beat the rain in from the field
And between the backdoor slammin' she heard him say
"Damn this rain and damn this wasted day"
But she'd been waitin' for this day for oh so long
She was standin' in the kitchen with nothin' but her apron on
And in disbelief he stood and he stared a while
When their eyes met, they both began to smile

Somewhere other than the night
She needs to hear I love you
Somewhere other than the night
She needs to know you care
She wants to know she's needed
She needs to be held tight
Somewhere other than the night

They spent the day wrapped up in a blanket
On the front porch swing
He'd come to realize he'd neglected certain things
And there are times she feels alone even by his side
It was the first time she ever saw him cry

Somewhere other than the night
She needs to hear I love you
Somewhere other than the night
She needs to know you care
She wants to know she's needed
She needs to be held tight
Somewhere other than the night

To know she's needed
She needs to be held tight
Somewhere other than the night

Cheatin’ by Sara Evans Monday, Mar 20 2006 

You say your every day
Is a bad dream that keeps repeatin’
Maybe you should’ve thought about that
When you were cheatin’

How do you like that furnished room
The bed, the chair, the table
The TV picture comes and goes
Too bad you don’t have cable
How do you like that paper plate
And those pork ‘n’ beans you’re eatin’
Maybe you should’ve thought about that
When you were cheatin’

How do you like that beat-up car
I think it’s fair we traded
Your pick-up truck is running fine
It’s a cozy ride for datin’
Yes, I’ve been out a time or two
And found the comfort I’ve been needin’
Maybe you should’ve thought about that
When you were cheatin’

You made your bed and you’re out of mine
You lie awake and I sleep just fine
You’ve done your sowing
Now you can do your reaping
Maybe you should’ve thought about that
When you were cheatin’

What became of what’s-her-name
After she spent all your money
Did she leave you like you left me
Sometimes life is funny
But I’ll be glad to take you back
Just as soon as I stop breathing

Maybe you should’ve thought about that
Maybe you should’ve thought about that
Maybe you should’ve thought about that
When you were cheatin’
When you were cheatin’

Choose Something Like a Star by Robert Frost Thursday, Mar 2 2006 

O Star (the fairest one in sight),
We grant your loftiness the right
To some obscurity of cloud–
It will not do to say of night,
Since dark is what brings out your light.
Some mystery becomes the proud.
But to be wholly taciturn
In your reserve is not allowed.
Say something to us we can learn
By heart and when alone repeat.
Say something! And it says, ‘I burn.’
But say with what degree of heat.
Talk Fahrenheit, talk Centigrade.
Use language we can comprehend.
Tell us what elements you blend.
It gives us strangely little aid,
But does tell something in the end.
And steadfast as Keats’ Eremite,
Not even stooping from its sphere,
It asks a little of us here.
It asks of us a certain height,
So when at times the mob is swayed
To carry praise or blame too far,
We may choose something like a star
To stay our minds on and be staid.

Great Big Stuff from Dirty Rotten Scoundrels (sung by “Freddy” – played by Norbert Leo Butz) Monday, Feb 27 2006 

FREDDY
I thought I’d seen it all,
I thought I knew the score.
But coming here, I’ve found a world
I’d never seen before.
Now I know Where I belong-
A life of taste and class
With culture and sophisitication
pouring out my ass.

Gimme
Great Big Stuff

This is how I gotta live-

Great Big Stuff

Uh-uh no alternative-

Great big stuff

I want my silver spoon.
Don’t need it right now
But I better get it soon.

I want a mansion with a moat
Around which I will float
With some vast-bottom babies
In my glass-bottom boat.

FREDDY/HOUSEKEEPERS
A house in the Bahamas-

FREDDY
Paisley silk pajamas-
Poker with Al Roker
And our friend Lorenzo Lamas.
Gimme-

FREDDY/ENSMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
I really do deserve it.

FREDDY/ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
With servants who will serve it.

FREDDY/ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
I don’t give a damn what it’s fer,
Every day’s my birthday,
Every night is my Bar Mitzver.

Oh give me a home
Where the centerfolds roam
Guccione on the phone,he
got a party going on-
And Hef’ll have me over
To play some naked Twister
Blotto in the Grotto
With a Playmate and her sister.

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
Rap stars’ll love me!

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
Get me a posse! A’ight!

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
Chillin’in the city,
Sittin’ pretty in the Caddy
With P. Daddy or Puff Diddy

-or whatever!
I’ll change my name too!
I’ll get my hatchback all pimped-out.

The Islands in the winter
The Hamptons in the summer,
The fashion plate I date’ll give me
Hummers in my Hummer.

The cash to keep me idle,
The chicks to keep me vital,
The pills to keep me happy
Even when I’m suicidal.

ENSEMBLE
Great big stuff

FREDDY
Nothin crass or crappy-

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
That would make me very happy.

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
Bring it out and make it snappy.

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
I want some really classy shit-

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
Like a mink tracksuit-

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
My own personal Zamboni-

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
Lot’s of unnecessary surgery-

ENSEMBLE
Great Big Stuff

FREDDY
I can finally afford to see a Broadway
show!

ENSEMBLE
Great Big stuff

FREDDY
Gout.

ENSEMBLE
Great Big,
Great Big,
Great Big ,
Great Big Stuff-

FREDDY
I just want someone to
Love me…
For my money

ALL
Yeah!

The Bare Necessities from Disney’s The Jungle Book Saturday, Feb 25 2006 

Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
Old Mother Nature’s recipes
That brings the bare necessities of life

Wherever I wander, wherever I roam
I couldn’t be fonder of my big home
The bees are buzzin’ in the tree
To make some honey just for me
When you look under the rocks and plants
And take a glance at the fancy ants
Then maybe try a few

The bare necessities of life will come to you
They’ll come to you!

Look for the bare necessities
The simple bare necessities
Forget about your worries and your strife
I mean the bare necessities
That’s why a bear can rest at ease
With just the bare necessities of life

Now when you pick a pawpaw
Or a prickly pear
And you prick a raw paw
Next time beware
Don’t pick the prickly pear by the paw
When you pick a pear
Try to use the claw
But you don’t need to use the claw
When you pick a pear of the big pawpaw
Have I given you a clue ?

The bare necessities of life will come to you
They’ll come to you!

So just try and relax, yeah cool it
Fall apart in my backyard
‘Cause let me tell you something little britches
If you act like that bee acts, uh uh
You’re working too hard

And don’t spend your time lookin’ around
For something you want that can’t be found
When you find out you can live without it
And go along not thinkin’ about it
I’ll tell you something true

The bare necessities of life will come to you

RENT by Jonathan Larson Tuesday, Feb 21 2006 

MARK
How do you document real life when real life’s getting more like fiction each day?
Headlines – bread-lines blow my mind
And now this deadline “Eviction – or pay”
Rent!

ROGER
How do you write a song when the chords sound wrong,
though they once sounded right and rare? When the notes are sour
Where is the power you once had to ignite the air?

MARK
And we’re hungry and frozen

ROGER
Some life that we’ve chosen

ROGER & MARK
How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay?
How we gonna pay? Last year’s rent?

ROGER
How do you start a fire when there’s nothing
to burn and it feels like something’s stuck in your flue?

MARK
How can you generate heat
When you can’t feel your feet?

ROGER & MARK
And they’re turning blue!

MARK
You light up a mean blaze

ROGER
With posters –

MARK
And screenplays

ROGER & MARK
How we gonna pay? How we gonna pay?
How we gonna pay? Last year’s rent?

COLLINS
How do you stay on your feet when on every street
It’s “trick or treat” and tonight it’s “trick”
“Welcome back to town” I should lie down
Everything’s brown, and uh-oh
I feel sick

MARK
Where is he?

COLLINS
Getting dizzy

ROGER & MARK
How we gonna pay

TENANTS
How we gonna pay
How we gonna pay

ROGER, MARK & TENANTS
Last year’s rent

MARK
“The music ignites the night with passionate fire”

ROGER
“The narration crackles and pops with incendiary wit”

MARK
Zoom in as they burn the past to the ground

ROGER & MARK
And feel the heat of the future’s glow
How do you leave the past behind
When it keeps finding ways to get to your heart?
It reaches way down deep and tears you inside out
“Til you’re torn apart
Rent!

ROGER, MARK & TENANTS
How can you connect in an age
Where strangers, landlords, lovers
Your own blood cells betray!
What binds the fabric together
When the ringing, shifting winds of change
Keep ripping away!

BENNY
Draw a line in the sand
And then make a stand!

ROGER
Use your camera to spar

MARK
Use your guitar

TENANTS
When they act tough – you call their bluff

ROGER & MARK
We’re not gonna pay

ROGER, MARK & TENANTS
We’re not gonna pay
We’re not gonna pay
Last year’s rent! This year’s rent!
Next year’s rent
Rent rent rent rent rent
We’re not gonna pay rent!!
‘Cause everything is RENT!!!
 

If you’re unfamiliar with Rent, it is a very powerful story about friends battling disease, relationships, societal norms, mulitculturalism, addiction, sexual orientation and many other contemporary issues.  The story is incredibly powerful and an incredible message that I believe imperative to reach thousands of people around the world, enlightening them through the power of theatre and music to the horrible truth that so many people all around the world are suffering from: poverty, AIDS (as well as other diseases) and being shunned and outcasts of society because of personal lifestyle.  The story is touching and powerful, written originially as an off-Broadway show written by Jonathan Larson

I believe it is a very important message to spread as far and wide as it possibly can be, and with the DVD release today, I pray that the story is shared with as many people as possible.

God Bless.

 

No day but today.

Standing Outside the Fire by Garth Brooks Monday, Feb 20 2006 

We call them cool
Those hearts that have no scars to show
The ones that never do let go
And risk the tables being turned

We call them fools
Who have to dance within the flame
Who chance the sorrow and the shame
That always comes with getting burned

But you’ve got to be tough when consumed by desire
‘Cause it’s not enough just to stand outside the fire

We call them strong
Those who can face this world alone
Who seem to get by on their own
Those who will never take the fall

We call them weak
Who are unable to resist
The slightest chance love might exist
And for that forsake it all

They’re so hell-bent on giving, walking a wire
Convinced it’s not living if you stand outside the fire

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried, it is merely survived
If you’re standing outside the fire

There’s this love that is burning
Deep in my soul
Constantly yearning to get out of control
Wanting to fly higher and higher
I can’t abide
Standing outside the fire

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried, it is merely survived
If you’re standing outside the fire

Standing outside the fire
Standing outside the fire
Life is not tried, it is merely survived
If you’re standing outside the fire

 

This is one of my all time favorite songs, and a personal mantra of mine as well. There’s a quote I have in my room that says “To love and be loved is the greatest joy in life…” I live by the philosophy in both the song above, and that quote. It is a truth I have always cherished. And I always will.  

 

Love in the Library by Jimmy Buffet Saturday, Feb 18 2006 

On the corner of Government and Bay Avenue
The old doomsday fanatic wore a crown of kudzu
Sirens were wailing in the gulf coastal heat
And it seemed like the whole world was in forced retreat

I paid no attention, revolved through the door
Passed the newspaper rack on the worn marble floor
Near civil war history my heart skipped a beat
She was standing in fiction stretched high on bare feet

Love in the library, quiet and cool
Love in the library, there are no rules
Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime
I fell in love in the library once upon a time

I was the pirate and she was the queen
Sir Francis and Elizabeth the best there’s ever been
Then she strolled past my table and stopped at the stairs
Then sent me a smile as she reached for Flaubert

Love in the library, quiet and cool
Love in the library, there are no rules
Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime
I fell in love in the library once upon a time

She gathered her books, walked while she read
Words never spoken but so much was said
You can read all you want into this rendezvous
But it’s safer than most things that lovers can do

Well stories have endings and fantasies fade
The guard by the door starts drawing the shade
So write your own ending and hope it comes true
For the lovers and strangers on Bay Avenue

Love in the library, quiet and cool
Love in the library, there are no rules
Surrounded by stories surreal and sublime
I fell in love in the library once upon a time
 

One of my favorite songs, it has such a fairy tale quality to it, and yet the entirety of it is so realistic at the same time. I love listening to it because it never fails to put a smile on my face as well as one in my heart.  

Song by John Donne Friday, Feb 17 2006 

 

Go and catch a falling star,

     Get with child a mandrake root,

Tell me where all past years are,

     Or who cleft the Devil’s foot;

Teach me to hear mermaids singing,

Or to keep off envy’s stinging,

          And find

          What wind

Serves to advance an honest mind.

 

If thou be’st born to strange sights,

     Things invisible to see,

Ride ten thousand days and nights

     Till Age snow white hairs on thee;

Thou, when thou return’st, wilt tell me

All strange wonders that befell thee,

          And swear

          No where

Lives a woman true and fair.

 

If thou find’st one, let me know;

     Such a pilgrimage were sweet.

Yet do not; I would not go,

     Though at next door we might meet.

Though she were true when you met her,

And last till you write your letter,

          Yet she

          Will be

False, ere I come, to two or three.