Today, you can find me ranting about my dating life over at my little blog column on Nerve. Be forewarned: it’s not really coherent. I’m kind of figuring some stuff out about my dating life right now. No worries. Nothing good, bad or ugly. Just thinking some things through. If I come up with any answers to anything, you’ll all be the first to know. Now, on to other things … As you know, I absolutely adore each and every one of my readers here at FBC. So, today, I thought I’d give you each a little love serenade. Fret not; no need to cover your ears. I’m not going to sing. But, I do want to draw your attention to a few songs. Whenever I feel contemplative about the state of my love little, I like to listen to sappy music. Why? Because I have ovaries, that’s why. At any rate, point and clicking my way through my archives, I recently noticed that I often write about songs. If you’ve recently joined me here at the FBC, you may have missed these posts. If you’re one of my lovable and adorable long-time readers, this will be a trip down memory lane for you. Sit back and enjoy …
What a Wonderful World
“Forty years after the song was created, ironically, we’re still in a war [...]”
Making Love in the Green Grass
Did you know Van Morrison’s love song Brown-Eyed Girl was originally titled Brown-Skinned Girl?
Stay With Me. I Guess I Have A Point.
“I used to hate Sheryl Crow with a passion that I typically reserve for snot-nosed, overpaid, pasty child-stars like Dakota Fanning. This song changed my opinion of her [...]”
My Album: Yo Soy La Chocha …
I haven’t down another album, but I’m thinking about it.
A Little Song about Midgets?
“Do you remember that show Ally McBeal? During one episode, a woman sang a soulful rendition of Randy Newman’s Don’t Want No Short People at the funeral of a man who hated little people [...]“
Stockings on Their Dicks
Okay. So, I lied. I do sing. I just don’t sing well. In any case, here’s the only post during which I actually sing to you. It’s an MP3. Remember to turn your speakers down.
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I learned how to play “Brown Eyed Girl” so I could sing it to my wife. She’s so cute!
Awwwwww. You are too adorable!!! :-)
There is a bar in Downpatrick called Speedy Mullan’s. Van Morrison’s music is not mentioned there and God forbid if Brown Eyed Girl was ever heard in that pub. The story goes that Van the Man was in love with Speedy’s wife and wrote that song about her to lure her away but somehow she found the strength to stay with Speedy and Van the Man’s music has been banished from the bar ever since. The end.
Are you serious??? That’s too funny!!! :-)
By the way, here’s the VH1 entry that mentions the original title:
http://www.vh1.com/artists/az/morrison_van/bio.jhtml
Wikipedia:
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Brown_Eyed_Girl
Van Morisson wrote a book many many years ago (not sure if it’s still in print) in which he references the title as well.