Take me out, tonight…

Take me out, tonight…

“Take me out, tonight, take me anywhere, I don’t care, I don’t care”… as sung by a favourite band – The Smiths.

I really want to go out. I want to pretty up my face, do my hair, put on a nice outfit, get picked up and taken out so I can go dancing.

I want to look beautiful and have butterflies in my tummy, anticipating the excitement of the night out.

I want to have a glass or two (or three) of yummy wine, chat and laugh. Listen to good music and dance, dance, dance.

I want to stand on the dance floor, hear a favourite song, and dance with someone. The type of dancing where you’re grinning at each other because you’re enjoying the song and the company and the moment.

I want to spend hours on the dance floor, just the music and the bodies dancing to it. The heat and the lights. The smoke and then the perfume.

I want to laugh, do a silly dance, bump into someone I know, wink at the DJ, and get lost in a moment.

I want to dance until my feet hurt and all I can think of is crashing in my soft cool bed.

I want to snuggle up in bed with sore feet, music in my head, and a grin on my face while I drift off to sleep.

Then tomorrow night…

I want to do it all again. 😉

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Wise words from The Script

Wise words from The Script

Ever have songs that speak to you? The Script, one of my all time favourite bands, speak to my soul often. This particular song is close to my heart. It’s called “Fall For Anything” and the lyrics are:-

Don’t give yourself away
Don’t live your life that way
Of course he’s gonna say anything you want
Then leave quicker than he came
Now you’ve got yourself to blame
Don’t put yourself back in the fire again

It’s the same damn things you’re so quick to believe
You do it over and over again
And it’s the same mistakes that I’m watching you weave
You do it over and over again
So before they bring you down

You gotta stand for something or you’ll fall for anything
You gotta stand for something or you’ll fall for anything

Girl that brings you down, down, down

Please don’t be so naïve, don’t wait ’til your heart bleeds
Love wasn’t built for speed, listen to me girl
He keeps fuckin’ with your head, tryna get you into bed
And in the morning you’ll just hate yourself

It’s the same damn things you’re so quick to believe
You do it over and over again
And it’s the same mistakes that I’m watching you make
You do it over and over again and over again
So before they bring you down

You gotta stand for something or you’ll fall for anything
You gotta stand for something or you’ll fall for anything

Girl that brings you down, down, down

And you give until there’s nothing to give
Until there’s nothing to give,
until there’s nothing to give…

Before they break you down

You gotta stand for something or you’ll fall for anything
You gotta stand for something or you’ll fall for anything
You gotta stand for something or you’ll fall for anything
You gotta stand for something or you’ll fall for anything

Before they bring you down, down, down
Girl they’ll bring you down, down, down

… and as Kelly Clarkson sings with Jason Aldean… “I don’t wanna just make love, I wanna make love last”. I just love that line. ❤

My Shutters Have Been Cracked

My Shutters Have Been Cracked

My heart is full and happy, gosh it’s been a while hey? I’ve been working on myself and getting out of the whole dating game has helped a lot to put me in a good place. A place where I’m happy with me, where I am and where I am going in my life. It’s also afforded me even more priceless time time with the 2 most important little men in my life, my sons.

So my shutters are cracked? Nah, I thought so, but sadly not. Many moons (okay blog entries) ago, I wrote how I’d love a man to sing me the song “Crack The Shutters” by Snow Patrol, and how it would have me fall head over heels for him. Well, I’ve decided he doesn’t necessarily have to sing me that song (poor guy, I’ll give him a break). Rather, just treat me and love me in the way that that song is sung. It’s a beautiful, loving, sensual, caring song and you can hear how much the writer loves the woman he wrote those lyrics about. That’s what I want, more than anything, is to be loved like that, by a man who treats me like a Princess. Of course I’d treat him like the Prince he is. All fairytales you say? Perhaps just all tales…

If You Ever Come Back

If You Ever Come Back

Dear Danny, Mark and Glen (the band members of The Script),

All hail the Dublin dudes, The Script!

You are touring here in South Africa in the latter part of June 2011, in Johannesburg and Cape Town. Just so you know, I am gutted. 😦 Think along the lines of your song “Exit Wounds”. Yip, it’s *that* bad.

I live in Durban and am in no financial position to travel to Joburg or Cape Town to see you perform live. (I’m the woMan Who Can’t be Moved). Oh wow and wow again… the thought of seeing you live gives me goose bumps every time.

I am so in love with your music, your poetic lyrics and Danny’s voice, so charged with emotion, when he sings… you are a band like no other.

I know the evenings of the concert I’m going to tear up (“We Cry”) that I can’t be there to see you, but perhaps, like your song “If You Ever Come Back”, I’ll be able to see you then.

I hope your tour of our beautiful country, South Africa, leaves you happy and wanting more.

A fantabulous fan, Karin. xxx

Live concerts

Live concerts

There’s something so great about seeing music artists live in concert, especially ones whose music you’re into of course. 😉

Bands/artists I’ve been to see are:-

Indecent Obsession (*gag* – I was very young okay!)
Depeche Mode (were good but not as great as I expected 😦 )
Iron Maiden (they are such great down to earth guys)
Just Jinger (many times – love them)
Henry Ate (amazing band)
Counting Crows (a very emotional poetic concert – epic!)
Sting (I SO regret being horribly wasted at this concert 😦 )
Battery 9 (Awesome!)
Mean Mr Mustard (was a poor attendance so I felt embarassed to dance my mad-ass way)
Lenny Kravitz (he was a bit disappointing)
The Cult (the most awesome rockers out)
Goo Goo Dolls (wow… just wow… they are so amazing)
Springbok Nude Girls (ah they’re awesome)
Freshly Ground (the sound wasn’t so great)
Robbie Williams (geez… an entertainer of note! He blew me away!)

I’ve seen a ton of DJ’s… some of which are:-

Small Paul (Tilt – Sherbet Dip)
Funkstar Deluxe (Skyybar)
Tim Deluxe (Harbour)
DJ Sammy (330)
Faithless (ICC Durban)
Ann Savage (330)
Surge (Tiger Tiger)

There have been more but the memory ain’t that great so I’ll add them as I remember. I’m getting old now. :-p

Toons for my moods

Toons for my moods

I’m such a music lover and I’ve been listening to yet more sorts lately. I find that it all revolves around what’s happening in my life and my moods.

Lately my play list consists of AC/DC, U2, Armin van Buuren/Oceanlab, Tiesto, Medina, The Fray, The Cult, Kings of Leon and some others. It has changed from a few weeks ago where it consisted mainly of Kylie Minogue, Katy Perry, Maroon 5, Sugababes, Keri Hilson amongst others.

So the trend here is that it’s gone from happy mainstream pop to more serious music. Well, that’s the best way I can describe it. I can’t always seem to put what I want to say into words… it’s very frustrating. 😉 I have no idea why my playlist has changed so much… actually no I do know. haha 😉

This is a mindless blog entry… but it’s my blog and I can cry if I want to! But I’m not crying, just talking shite… an avid hobby of mine. 😉

Oh yes… I also find that my music preference differs to what I am doing. Like for instance, tomorrow morning when I clean my flat, I’ll be blaring happy dance/pop music to give me energy. Then I’ll wind down later with some Snow Patrol. If I go walking, then it’s rock or dance music, stuff that makes me want to move.

Yeh, I know I babble… you should hear me in real life… *rolls eyes*

*rawr*

*rawr*

Frustrated, angry, you’re not good for me.

“Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you’re just like a pill
Instead of makin’ me better, you keep makin’ me ill
You keep makin’ me ill

I can’t stay on your life support, there’s a shortage in the switch,
I can’t stay on your morphine, cuz its making me itch
I said I tried to call the nurse again but shes being a little bitch,
I think I’ll get outta here, where I can

Run just as fast as I can
To the middle of nowhere
To the middle of my frustrated fears
And I swear you’re just like a pill
Instead of makin’ me better, you keep makin’ me ill
You keep makin’ me ill”.