Born Bad by Elton John

Elton has recorded so many songs. I keep discovering new ones. This is my latest favorite. It was released in 1979.

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George!

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Looks good to me!

The front page of The Washington Times sums up what’s happening in the Trump White House & beyond. For the most part, I am happy with the news. We, the conservatives, just need to keep moving. Slow, steady progress is the key, I think.

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🎧🎶💿 Hmmm. Wyclef Jean is following me on Twitter?

Honestly, I don’t much about him or his music, other than that he was born in Haiti. Guess I should give him a listen, though I have little patience for rap. It is just about the only music genre I can’t stand.

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“They sold us all a dream/A life full of debt and misery”

I ain’t into rap and hip-hop, but a quick browse of a story in The Stranger introduced me to some lyrics that I immediately identified with. It’s titled Blame College.

They sold us all a dream
A life full of debt and misery

Higher ed is racket. It’s nice to see others calling them out. More and more folks need to wake up to the reality.

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Last Night, A Bizarre Dream — Starring Me, Tina Fey & Amy Poehler

I’m not so sure they’d find it that amusing.

I’ve been having some strange dreams lately. The latest was downright bizarre and featured Tina Fey and Amy Poehler, co-starring me.

This has led me to explore songs about dreaming. The stories behind the songs are often fascinating.

David Bowie wrote Five Years following a dream he had in 1971. His deceased father appears, telling Bowie that he had only five years left to live and that he must never fly again.

Maybe I’ll write a song about my dream, five years from now, maybe.

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YES, I GET TOP BILLING!

Scars that can’t be seen & drama that can’t be stolen

LIFE IS STRANGE.

Death may be even stranger.

I’m not in heaven — yet. But I’ve been listening to quite a bit of David Bowie since his death.

I basically ignored him and his music while he was alive, which was a big mistake on my part. We had, and have, more in common than I ever realized.

I always thought of him as strange and a freak. And he was both, and much more. But that doesn’t mean he and his talent should be neglected.

Bowie was a rebel, and I like a bit of rebellion from time to time myself. He was unique. We all are.

A fella in high school, tall and talented himself, reminds me of him. He was odd and rebellious as well. One of my brother’s friends.

I was listening to Bowie’s song Lazarus today and the lyrics got me to thinking.

I’ve got scars that can’t be seen
I’ve got drama, can’t be stolen

Unlike him, not everyone knows me. Is that a good thing or a bad thing?

Look up here, man, I’m in danger

I’m in danger, too. Don’t look up, though. I’m not there. I’m down here. Down below.

Or is it all in my head?

I’ve got nothing left to lose

Nothing left to lose. Yeah, me too.

Laz-a-rus. Rising from the dead. Now, that’s a nifty trick.

There are always lessons to be learned, some harder than others.

Godspeed, Mr. Bowie. I hope you’ve met HIM.

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I Haven’t Found My Bridge Yet

This morning, as listening to music is part of what keeps me sane, I tapped on the Pandora app and began tapping through artists before settling on Simon and Garfunkel. The song was a demo version of Bridge Over Troubled Water.

I began to focus on the lyrics, which are almost biblical. I sure relate to them these days.

When you’re weary, feeling small,

I only seem to identify with the negative lines, however. I haven’t found my bridge yet.

When times get rough
And friends just can’t be found,

Of course, what’s strange is that I’m not alone in being seemingly alone. It’s very crowded out there.

When you’re down and out,

I’m not impressed by mankind, particularly those who profess to be Christians.

When darkness comes
And pain is all around,

Where is everyone?

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