Debug: Database connection successful
You are not logged in.
America is my country and I love her.
I was listing to STYX’s last night when Suite Madame Blue came on. That song always hits me with emotion, because of my love for my country.
With this song, the words are only half of it. The music and the way it is sung is very powerful.
STYX
Suite Madame Blue (1975)
Time after time I sit and I wait for your call
I know I'm a fool but why can I say
Whatever the price I'll pay for you, Madame Blue
Once long ago, a word from your lips and the world turned around
But somehow you've changed, you're so far away
I long for the past and dream of the days with you, Madame Blue
Suite Madame Blue, gaze in your looking glass
You're not a child anymore
Suite Madame Blue, the future is all but past
Dressed in your jewels, you made your own rules
You conquered the world and more ..............heaven's door
America....America...America..America..
America....America...America..America..
America....America...America..America..
Red white and blue, gaze in your looking glass
You're not a child anymore
Red, white, and blue, the future is all but past
So lift up your heart, make a new start
And lead us away from here
"Run for it? Running's not a plan! Running's what you do, once a plan fails!" -Earl Bassett
Offline
Like button can go here
And lead us away from here
There are leaders and followers.
The leaders wave the flag, as does the bullfighter.
Fetish type enfatuation with a coloured cloth,
Gives the bull the motivation to attack ?
Offline
Like button can go here
Oh, give me a home where the buffalo roam
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
How often at night when the heavens are bright
With the light from the glittering stars
Have I stood there amazed and asked as I gazed
If their glory exceeds that of ours
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Where the air is so pure, the zephyrs so free
The breezes so balmy and light
That I would not exchange my home on the range
For all of the cities so bright
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Oh, I love those wild flow'rs in this dear land of ours
The curlew, I love to hear scream
And I love the white rocks and the antelope flocks
That graze on the mountaintops green
Home, home on the range
Where the deer and the antelope play
Where seldom is heard a discouraging word
And the skies are not cloudy all day
Offline
Like button can go here
But if you were looking at this years presidential election the song I hear would be from the group America.
A horse with no name.
Offline
Like button can go here
*For some reason, SpaceNut, that fits the bill entirely.
Yeah, am resurrecting an old thread.
"Pink Houses" by John Mellencamp is -- oddly enough -- the first song which comes to mind when thinking of a song about America. And it's not even a favorite of mine...consciously, anyway. Seems -subconsciously- it is.
Memorial Day's approach brought this thread to mind.
I'm going to think about the good and sentimental things about the America I still love (and not to be confused with the hyped up, glitzy, shallow, violent, confusing post-9/11 America which I -don't- like).
--My father dressing up to attend the local VFW meetings in the early 1970s (Korean War veteran). I still remember the cologne he always wore, too.
--Traveling down open highways/interstates of blacktop going for miles and miles and miles and miles and miles
--Truckstops and the smell of diesel fuel (childhood road-trip memories). And at those truckstops, my sis and I usually had hamburgers and french fries for breakfast, instead of a regular breakfast. LOL!
--County fairs and weekend carnivals
--Endless rows of tall golden corn in the autumn Midwestern sunset, with a red-winged blackbird singing on a fence post nearby
--Watermelon rinds, picnic tables and marching bands on summer national holidays
--"Taste of Home" cooking magazine with all its gentle and warm Americana
--Bertha's violets overflowing in soil-packed coffee cans (even in the dead of winter [indoors of course]).
--"Reminisce" magazine (the good old days) with all its gentle and sentimental Americana
--Saturn V rockets & Moon journeys
--The annual draft horse show back home, with Clydesdale and other "work horses" well groomed, paraded about or pulling wagons.
--The old soda fountain in the Rexall pharmacy/"drugstore" back home, removed in 1974 or 1975. They used to make real cherry Cokes there; syrup, carbonated water squirter, the works.
Just some memories in honor of American Veterans.
--Cindy
P.S. And, in the early 1970s, lots of restaurants, hotels/motels, etc., still with Space Age themes/names with words like Atom, Comet, Rocket, Stardust, Galaxy, Moon, incorporated into them. My aunt and uncle's Galaxy 500 car (blue and white, 2-door, 1967 model IIRC -- I adored that car).
We all know [i]those[/i] Venusians: Doing their hair in shock waves, smoking electrical coronas, wearing Van Allen belts and resting their tiny elbows on a Geiger counter...
--John Sladek (The New Apocrypha)
Offline
Like button can go here
*My husband and I were about town and heard this on the radio while driving home. It's been a while since I've heard it. The drumwork is cool throughout. Check out the reference to the alligator and cannonballs:
Battle of New Orleans by the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band:
In 1814 we took a little trip,
along with Colonel Jackson down the mighty Mississip.
We took a little bacon and we took a little beans,
and we fought the bloody British in the town of New Orleans.
We fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
Oh we looked down the river and we seen the British come.
There must have been a hundred of 'em beatin' on a drum.
They stepped so high and they made their bugles ring.
We stood behind our cotton bales and didn't say a thing.
Old Hickory said we could take 'em by surprise,
if we didn't fire our muskets till we looked 'em in the eyes.
We held our fire till we seen their faces well,
then we opened up our squirrel guns and gave 'em a little...Well....we...
....fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
THEY RAN THRU THE BRIAR AND THEY RAN THRU THE BRAMBLE
THEY RAN THRU THE BUSHES WHERE A RABBIT WOULDN'T GO
THEY RAN SO FAST THAT THE HOUNDS COULDN'T CATCH 'EM
DOWN THE MISSISSIPPI TO THE GULF OF MEXICO
We fired our cannons till the barrels melted down,
then we grabbed an alligator and we fired another round.
We filled his head with cannonballs and powdered his behind,
and when we touched the powder off, the gator lost his mind.
We fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
We fired our guns and the British kept a comin',
There wasn't 'bout as many as there was awhile ago.
We fired once more and they began to runnin'
On down the Mississippi to the Gulf of Mexico.
We all know [i]those[/i] Venusians: Doing their hair in shock waves, smoking electrical coronas, wearing Van Allen belts and resting their tiny elbows on a Geiger counter...
--John Sladek (The New Apocrypha)
Offline
Like button can go here
Songs of America?
One generation got old
One generation got sold
This generation got no destination to hold
Pick up the cry!!
Hey now it’s time for you and me
Got a revolution, got to revolution
Come on now we’re marching to the sea
Got a revolution, got to revolution
Who will take it from you
We will and who are we
well,
We are volunteers of America
volunteers of America
volunteers of America...
---
Yeah, I'm drunk and spending my morning hours listening to rock music.
:band:
Besides, Hurdy Gurdy Man, I have to admit, is the best rock song catching the moment in time, all categories. Cindy is right.
And I'm in love with Grace Slick. Don't tell anyone.
Volunteers of America,
volunteers of America...
Offline
Like button can go here
Besides, Hurdy Gurdy Man, I have to admit, is the best rock song catching the moment in time, all categories. Cindy is right.
*Gennaro, I'm truly flattered you remembered my vote for "Hurdy Gurdy Man" as the greatest rock 'n roll song ever.
It's the perfect marriage of many elements which would otherwise seem completely incompatible. Eastern/Hindu nuances combined with hard rock -and- psychedelic? Geez.
Donovan is a genius; no one else has ever accomplished such a musical feat that I'm aware of (as if I'm qualified to say so, ha!).
...to find that I was by the sea, gazing with tranquility...
Whoops...back on topic.
--Cindy
We all know [i]those[/i] Venusians: Doing their hair in shock waves, smoking electrical coronas, wearing Van Allen belts and resting their tiny elbows on a Geiger counter...
--John Sladek (The New Apocrypha)
Offline
Like button can go here
*Gennaro, I'm truly flattered you remembered my vote for "Hurdy Gurdy Man" as the greatest rock 'n roll song ever.
Hehe, well I've just kept it in mind somewhere since I felt it was such a perfect cut through the core of the bull.
It's the perfect marriage of many elements which would otherwise seem completely incompatible. Eastern/Hindu nuances combined with hard rock -and- psychedelic? Geez.
Donovan is a genius; no one else has ever accomplished such a musical feat that I'm aware of (as if I'm qualified to say so, ha!).
Indubitably. Just asking myself why he's had such a relatively unfavourable reputation. At least that's the case around these parts. Could it possibly have something to do with a certain black and white movie featuring Mr Dylan on tour in the UK (in his dead serious folk singer pose) and a few not so favourable comments he made, I wonder?
Offline
Like button can go here