"You will have significant experiences. I hope that you will write them down and keep a record of them, that you will read them from time to time and refresh your memory of those meaningful and significant things. Some may be funny. Some may be only significant to you. Some of them may be sacred and quietly beautiful. Some may build one upon another until they represent a lifetime of special experience.
I'm often critical of lyrics, and believe that bad lyrics are a perfectly good reason for rejecting a song and the integrity of an artist. Let me present a couple of examples:
Exhibit I: Justin Bieber "Baby"
And I was like baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, noLike baby, baby, baby, ohI thought you'd always be mine, mine
Baby, baby, baby, oh
Like baby, baby, baby, noLike baby, baby, baby, ohI thought you'd always be mine, mine
Whoa-oh-oh-oh-oh oh-oh-oh See the sunlight, we ain't stoppin' Keep on dancing till the world ends If you feel it, let it happen Keep on dancing till the world ends Keep on dancing till the world ends Keep on dancing till the world ends See the sunlight, we ain't stoppin' Keep on dancing till the world ends If you feel it, let it happen Keep on dancing till the world ends Keep on dancing till the world ends Keep on dancing till the world ends
Oppan Gangnam Style Gangnam Style Op op op op oppan Gangnam Style Gangnam Style Op op op op oppan Gangnam Style Eh, sexy lady Op op op op oppan Gangnam Style Eh, sexy lady Op op op op Eh eh eh eh eh eh
Unimaginative, shallow lyrics ruin it for me. How do we sing along without realizing how ridiculous and empty every word sounds as it falls from our tongues? Now, I have been accused of ulterior motives for appreciating Shakira's music. But you have to admit, her lyrics are poetry (especially previous to her sell-out to the U.S. audience).
My days without you are like a sky, without silvery moons, nor traces of the sun. My days without you are only an echo that always repeats the same song. So short of air, so filled with nothing. Useless junk, trash on the floor, flies in the house.
Husband. Med Student. Likes cuff links, ties, Brooks Brothers, summer, reading, Spanish, running, and the beach. Wants to make a difference in the world one life at a time. Loves Wife, Girly, and Baby Boy.
Wife. Mom. Cancer fighter. Résumé Guru. Jeans and blazer kind of girl. Likes entertaining, traveling, spring, shoes, reading, BYU, zebra pens, s'mores, freshly ground pepper, cooking, and photography. Launched a consulting firm. Tries new things, works hard and loves Husband, Girly, and Baby Boy.
Girly. The Binx. Precocious Princess. Beach girl. Swimmer. Diver. Kindergartener. Six going on sixteen. Likes princesses, crafting, art, and playing with friends. Sings, dances, gives the best hugs and kisses, and is the best big sister. Incredible little reader. Loves mama, dada, and Baby Brother.
Baby Boy. Little Sharkie. NICU grad. Beach baby. Likes faces and smiles. Enjoys scooting and snuggling. Loves mama, dada, and Big Sister.
1 comments:
I have to agree, although I'm pretty sure that Gangnam Style is more about the dance than the lyrics.
And I do catch myself boppin' to a catchy tune, even if they do sing the same thing over an over.
Although one of my least favorites is 'Say What You Need to Say' by John Mayer . Is that really what HE needs to say, over and over and over....
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