16 posts tagged “melissa etheridge”

What are your top five break-up songs?
Submitted by gt.

I'm with Bookmole on this one.  There are so many different kinds of breakups that I'm not sure that 5 songs covers it. And I'm joining this with my lyric of the day, because it seems silly not to.

However, if I need to pick 5, the ones below come to mind.  And I know they're female heavy.  When I think of breakup songs,, I do think of women, mostly because I think they sing about heartbreak better than men.

Sarah McLachlan - Do What You Have To Do (Mirroball Live)

Sarah McLachlan - Full of Grace

These 2 I call the "5/9 loop".  I know I'm in a bad place with someone when I can't listen to any songs other than these 2.  I should have known my marriage was over when Mick and I were both in the "5/9 loop" at the same time.  It actually took me a little over a year from that point to leave him.

Stronger Than Me - Melissa Etheridge

"Well, it's too late then
You could have told me when
Living died;
When passion lied."

Invisible Ink (Inara & Mal - Firefly vid)

"I suppose I should be happy to be misread
Better be that
Than some of the other things I have become.
But nobody wants to hear this tale.
The plot is cliched,
The jokes are stale."

She wants revenge - she loves me, she loves me not

"For all the things I said to her
And all the ways I tried.
And all the things I did for her
Are lost with one goodbye."

What's your ultimate rainy day song?
Submitted by J-Len.

Depends on the type of day.  These are the ones that come to mind right now and can always change.  Because there is no "ultimate" song.
Answer - Sarah McLachlan
Strong Persuader - Robert Cray
A Go Go - John Scofield
Box of Rain - Grateful Dead
Royal Station 4/16 - Melissa Etheridge
Wind Beneath My Wings - Sheena Easton
Darling Nikki - Prince

I'm sure there's more.  And I'm sure that I'm forgetting an obvious one or six.  But those are the ones that come to mind.

I love my life.  I really do.  I enjoy what I do.  I may not have a lot of money, but I also don't worry about the fact that I shop sales, Old Navy, Publix brand foods.  However, I love me; I have people I care a lot about and who care about me (despite the fact both sides of that freak me out).  I am secure in the fact that I am going to be ok, regardless of what others say or think about me (NSEX comes to mind b/c we did taxes tonight but that's another post).  All of which inspire this LOD.  And you get the whole song.

Morning's hard
Coffee's cold.
Pretending that the days mean more than getting old.
Stale headlines,
Others drenched in pride
Marching to their drum
With fear standing beside.

But if I close my eyes and throw back my head,
I can see his face and I hear the words he said.
And my memories ache
And my senses burn.
Did he dream too late?
Will we ever learn?

I,
I want to testify.
My love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why.
The thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break;
And don't let children cry;
Before it gets too late
I want to testify.

I take what's said
As my daily bread.
I turn the page
And I turn my head.
I pick I choose
On the evening news;
Cause by cause they fight
And one by one they lose.
Must I live my days in these concrete ways?
Will the fire break through this smoky haze?
And I swear tonight I'm gonna find that place -
It's not the love that dies but the understanding ways.

I,
I want to testify.
My love still lives and breathes
And my soul is screaming why.
The thoughts won't let me sleep
Don't let hearts break;
And don't let children cry;
Before it gets too late
I want to testify.

Rip through the wire
That screens in my window.
Throw open the shade
That covers my mind.
I'm going to touch
I've got to believe -
The bell tolls for me.
- Melissa Etheridge, "Testify"

Sorry, thought I posted this last night.   I get into grooves with music - like many of us do - and can't shake certain songs, certain parts of songs.  So I apologize for all the Melissa Etheridge posts recently.  This one has been in my head pretty much since Sunday, and one of the lines has morphed into my status message for my IM clients.

Someone's spittin' blood,
Face down in the dirt.
Someone's thinkin' about a gun
To try and stop the hurt.
Someone drew conclusions
On the wall of destiny
Someone's gettin' louder.
That someone
Would be
Me.

You think if you don't answer,
The world will pass you by.
But there's a fire in your kitchen
And the water's three feet high
And risin'
- Melissa Etheridge, "Beloved"

I tried to post this last night, but my wireless router was on the fritz (still is & I'm hardwired to the laptop now).  I had a very good weekend - actually from last Tuesday night through yesterday was really good.  And today's starting out quite nicely too.

Baby whatcha doing tonight?
I'll go anywhere that you wanna go.
I'll jump into my car,
Go down to that bar
Pretend I'm someone that you don't know.

I'll ask you if you would like to dance.
Slip myself up close to your thighs.
You can buy me a drink,
We'll make everyone think
That love is so damn perfect tonight.

Kiss me
Kiss me
Kiss everything away
Oh honey now kiss me
Kiss me
Kiss me
Come out and play
- Melissa Etheridge, "Kiss Me"

Sorry faithful LoD readers, I've been fucking crazybusy the last 2 days.  But I'm back and I have hope that things will calm down in the next couple days.

Please baby,
Can't you see?
My mind's a burnin' hell.
I got razors a rippin' and tearin' and strippin' my heart apart as well.
Tonight you told me that you ache for something new.
Some other woman is looking like something that might be good for you.

Go on and hold her 'til the screamin' is gone.
Go on, believe her when she tells you nothin's wrong.

But I'm the only one
Who'd walk across the fire for you.
And I'm the only one
Who'd drown in my desire for you.
It's only fear that makes your run,
The demons that you're hiding from.
When all your promises are gone,
I'm the only one.
-Melissa Etheridge, "I'm the Only One"

Took me awhile to figure out what I wanted to put up today.  I love this song and it just came around in rotation on my iPod, so there ya go.  It's Melissa rockin' at her best. I like it so much, you're getting the entire song.

Smooth as cream she's every young boys' dream.
She's like a hot roller coaster on a video screen.
She's off the hook
Take a look
Let your imagination cook
She don't play by the rules
She don't go by the book

All the boys want to know if she's got something to hide.
All the girls are relieved she working for the other side.
She's a sinner
A saint
She'll run it cool and hot
She's a secret agent
You can believe it or not.

Killer eyes and homicidal sighs,
You can't resist it to be twisted
In her suicidal thighs.
Confessional lips,
Professional fingertips,
It's a deception to perfection
Her exceptional hips.

All the boys want to know if she's got something to hide.
All the girls are relieved she working for the other side.
She's a sinner
A saint
She'll run it cool and hot
She's a secret agent
You can believe it or not.

Her disguise
Is specialized.
And her code is confidential,
It's her modus operandi.
She's a threat
Makes them sweat,
As she drags her cigarette.
Man what you see
Ain't always what you get.

She make a grown man cry.
She make a woman try.
She make you want to believe,
Then she will leave you high and dry.
You got nowhere to run,
Got her phasers on stun
With her toys like the boys she is second to none.

- Melissa Etheridge, "Secret Agent"

Because at first listen this is the song I like best off the new album.  Course, I've really only made it through the first half.  (And I promise I'll get better this week about posting these earlier.  That's what vacation & the first day back does to me.)

You studied hard
The map of the stars
Oh because you wanted -
Yeah you really wanted -
Every night you wanted to be

One of the little angels
That flies between the stars.
One of the little angels
With a pretty little car.

So you eat a little less
And you smoke a little more
Waiting in the lines
For them to open up the door
For all the little angels.
- Melissa Etheridge, "Map of the Stars"

The same song I posted last year.  With the same quote:  "Continue to accept more than one idea at a time.  It makes them crazy." - Josh Lyman, "Isaac and Ishmael", The West Wing

Up and down this road I go
Skippin' and dodgin'
From a 44

10:03 on a Tuesday morning
In the fall of an American dream
A man is doing what he knows is right
On flight 93
He loved his mom and he loved his dad
He loved his home and he loved his man
But on that bloody Tuesday morning
He died an American

Now you cannot change this
You can't erase this
You can't pretend this is not the truth

Even though he could not marry
Or teach your children in our schools
Because who he wants to love
Is breaking your Gods' rules
He stood up on a Tuesday morning
In the terror he was brave
And he made his choice
And without a doubt
A hundred lives he must have saved

And the things you might take for granted
Your inalienable rights
Some might chose to deny him
Even though he gave his life
Can you live with yourself in the land of the free
And make him less of a hero than the other three
Well it might begin to change ya
In a field in Pennsylvania

Stand up America
Hear the bell now as it tolls
Wake up America
It's Tuesday morning
Come on let's roll

- Melissa Etheridge, "Tuesday Morning"

I've been smacked busy today (bike ride, working on the class that I start teaching tomorrow, general crap around the house) so I'm posting the lyric of the day now.  My apologies for it being late. 

I ain't asking you to keep no secrets,
My reputation's already shot.
I ain't asking you to commit treason,
Just tell me if you like it or not -
Like it or not
Baby, that's the way I want it to be
Don't give me your heart and soul,
My love is only skin deep.

I'll give you my time and money;
I'll give you somewhere to sleep.
But don't ask me for my heart and soul,
My love is only skin deep.

I ain't looking for no blue eyed lover,
Cuz that's what stole my baby away.
I can see your eyes are darker than midnight,
And that's the time that I want to play.
I want to play,
Baby,
That's the way I want it to be
Don't give me your heart and soul,
My love is only skin deep.
- Melissa Etheridge, "Skin Deep"