It's Only Love (with Tina Turner)
He Moved Through The Fair (with Sinéad O'Connor)
My Dark Life (with Brian Eno)
Let's Make Love (with Tim McGraw)
How Do You Feel About Fooling Around (with Willie Nelson)
Breakfast In Bed (with UB40)
Back Together Again (with Donny Hathaway)
It Takes Two (with Rod Stewart)
If I Ever Get Lucky (with Merle Haggard & Ray Price)
...
Still, they taste lovely. Maybe I'll use them in a trifle.
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Twilight continues to be unbelievably moronic. I'm reading it slowly because, frankly, I have better things to do with my time than spend it with a self-absorbed brat and her 108-year-old idiot boyfriend who, in all that time, hasn't come up with anything more interesting to talk about than "Uh, so, like, what's your, um, favourite colour?". It comes to something when I'm missing the Anne Rice vampires. Or Lestat, anyway - he knew how to spend an eternity.
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Between now and next Wednesday I have 9 meetings. Send help.
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Captain Sensible is surprisingly tall in person.
I wonder if the others know how to dance. Are there Jaffa formal dances?
( Cut for disconnected wittering. )
( Quite distressingly sincere. )
Also, I read a fic the other day which totally made me think that the writer had been reading Lois McMasters Bujold. But in a good way - and subtle enough that I may be mistaken. I don't think I'd have seen it if I hadn't just read it, myself.
Lucinda Williams CD has arrived, woohoo! It is lovely (so far, I like it a lot more than West - particularly the song Honey Bee *hearts her accent*). But Sapphire and Steel, allegedly dispatched at the same time, hasn't turned up yet. Has it disappeared en route? Where are my medium atomic weight agents? Okay, it said 3-5 days delivery, so it's not technically late yet... but still.
Um... more of this inane drivel later, when I think of it.
Step 2: Post the first line(s) from the first 20 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing the song. (Skip the instrumentals, the remixes and the mashups)
Step 3: Let everyone you know guess what song and artist the lines come from.
Step 4: Strike out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
I cheated a little and skipped a couple of artist repeats, 'cause it's just not as fun that way. This is from my little 2gb mp3 player, so it's a different sort of mix to the random selection I got before my proper-size iPod went kablooie.
ETA: Answers now added.
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I think I need a Marion Ravenswood icon. (Which has nothing to do with the song meme, it's just I've been thinking about it.)
Going to bed now. It's half-twelve, for heaven's sake.
Spooky.
Today,
splash_the_cat mentioned that the
spacepirate_fic deadline was next week. Argh, says I. And not in a pirate way (which, anyhow, should be 'Arrr', not 'Argh'). In an 'oh shit my story died on me' sort of way. Must get cracking.
This evening, after dinner, I popped to the library (it stays open quite late). I had a look in the Recent Returns, and saw a CD: Sea Songs and Shanties. Aha, says I. Perhaps it may be auditory torture, but it may inspire me to write something - if only so I don't have to listen to it any more. I head to the counter to take it out (wondering who on Earth was listening to it before me, and why).
On the way out, A, who came to the library with me, waves a CD at me. He's been looking in the Pop/Rock section. "Look, more sea shanties," says he. I take a look. It is Rogue's Gallery - featuring songs by Jarvis Cocker, Bono, Sting, Bryan Ferry, Nick Cave, Lou Reed, Lucinda Williams... I love Lucinda Williams. I went to see her playing live, last autumn. On Saturday I bought her new CD. I also like some of the other artists. I love the Executive Producer of the CD: Johnny Depp, who may or may not sing on the album under the name Jack Shit. So now I have some pirate music that I can bear to listen to that isn't by Adam Ant.
Luckily I'm a big believer in coincidences, or I might have thought this was mondo weird.
Thinking of songs (see post below)... What songs do you think Sam would like?
See, I have ideas in my brainpan as to what Jack would like. Teal'c also. Daniel I think of as not really paying attention to that sort of thing, his quiet moments being too busy with thinking, reading, etc. But Sam? I'm stumped. And I want it for a fic.
And also I thought it'd be fun to talk about.
My thoughts so far are -
- She maybe liked Madonna when she was a kid / teenager in the 80s (she'd have been, what, 12 years old in 1980)
- Also others from that period. George Michael, maybe? Was he popular in America then?
- Nowadays she doesn't get much chance to listen to music, but hey, she has a car, so...
- Stuff that Cassie / Janet have recommended / bought for her - I'm thinking of Faith Hill, but only 'cause of the story with 'This Kiss' in that made me go out and buy it (yes, yes I am a sucker)
- She hummed the Stargate theme. She needs to get a life.
- Argh
That's about as far as I've got.
edit: I've put the answers up, if anyone's interested.
Oh, I so never meant to do this meme... I can resist everything but temptation. I'm in a lists mood, apparently. (Who wants to do proper writing when they can do MEMES instead!)
Gakked from
geneeste (and others):
Step 1: Put your iTunes or equivalent on random.
Step 2: Post the first line from the first 30 songs that play, no matter how embarrassing.
Step 3: Bold out the songs when someone guesses correctly.
Step 4: Looking them up on Google or any other search engine is CHEATING!
And speaking of temptation, I made a veggie bacon and mayonnaise sandwich this morning. This may only sound nice to me and one other person, because veggie bacon is not always enjoyable, being a strange, highly-processed and mysterious "food" somewhat akin to shoe leather with no flavour. But I like it.
Author: Pepper
Rating: G
Category: Thoughts about Jack
Season: Post 8
Related SG-1 Episode(s): 112 Fire and Water, 115 Cor'Ai, 120 Politics, 405 Divide And Conquer, 522 Revelations, 715 Chimera, 815 Citizen Joe, 818 Threads.
Featured Character(s): Jack, Teal'c, Daniel, Sam
Pairing(s): None
Summary: Jack isn't so great with the talking. But who needs words?
A/N: Inspired by 'Easy Silence' by the Dixie Chicks.
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It was quite late by the time she came on, and I was getting kinda bored, having been there for three hours already - but I was completely blown away from the very first song. She played some that were familiar to me (I've got three of her albums), a few new ones, and some that the crowd knew but I hadn't heard before. I found it really easy to like the unfamiliar ones straight off - particularly one called 'Passionate Kisses'.
I guess her brand of harsh poetry appeals to me in part because I was brought up on Johnny Cash and Bob Dylan, and recently went through a big phase of listening to all the Emmylou Harris I could get my hands on. She's very much in that style - not sticking to any one genre in particular. She said she couldn't get signed in the 80s 'cause she was "too country for rock, and too rock for country." The labelling of music - or of any art form - has always somewhat baffled me. How do you say that one artist is definitively "rock", or "folk", or whatever? And why should they stick to that? I'd rather someone followed their muse, and played what they were inspired to write.
So, me liked. Only downside was the T-shirt I bought, which appears to have been printed back-to-front - the picture is on the back, and the words 'Lucinda Williams' on the front. It looks like that's my name or something, when I wear it. Ah well, it gave my bf a good laugh. :)