Just watched Get Out. A horror story like no other. Maybe a little like Invasion of the Body Snatchers. Or body transplant without space aliens 👽.
I think I’ll use stir straws to avoid the clinking of a spoon in a tea ☕️ cup.
Perfectly titled. The entire time I screamed Get Out!!
As always more to come.
See here. I decided I’m no quitter after all. At least not when it comes to reading. I picked the Marriage Pact back up and powered through. Sadly, the story really didn’t improve. Newlyweds Alice and Jake are the main characters brought into the Marriage Pact by a seemingly benevolent mentor. Nothing is as it seems. Been there before, super predictable.
As I continued on, the story was even more reminiscent of the Firm. Or Eyes Wide Shut or The Ice Storm. And maybe you’re thinking but those are not similar. Yet to me, they are … at their core. They are about marital bliss or lack there of. Some graphic violence made me grimace. Served no point. Ultimately this story about marriage contained little substance. And the ending was far fetched/saccharine/hokey.
Recommendation: read only if you’ve absolutely nothing else better to do. 1.8 our of 5 stars ✨
I always say I am an 80s baby but before that I was a 70s rocker. What passed for rock back in the day is a far cry from today. Yet folksy/bluesy/rock is how we got to where we are now. Joni sure fits the bill.
I did not remember who wrote Big Yellow Taxi at first. Instead I was combing through Sweet Baby James and Jim Croce. Now I am strolling down memory lane with other unrelated tunes to Earth. That’s why Song Lyric Sunday has become a habit for me. Thank you Helen.
What amazes me is consistency of topic … 48 years later we still debate the same issues. Here are the lyrics:
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique
And a swinging hot spot
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They took all the trees
And put them in a tree museum
And they charged all the people
A dollar and a half to see ’em
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And they put up a parking lot
Hey farmer farmer
Put away that D.D.T. now
Give me spots on my apples
But leave me the birds and the bees
Please
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Late last night
I heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi
Took away my old man
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
Don’t it always seem to go
That you don’t know what you’ve got
‘Till it’s gone
They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
And put up a parking lot
They paved paradise
Put up a parking lot
Writer/s: JONI MITCHELL
Publisher: Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Crazy Crow Music / Siquomb Music Publishing Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
Now for the video. That gorgeous smile juxtaposed to those words:
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Check out the other offerings. Rules and Ping Back.
As always, more to come.
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