#RocktoberMusicFest ♪ “Warm Machine” – Bush

I was in my early teens when Grunge took over the music industry. Local bands like Nirvana and Pearl Jam (yeah, they’re from my neck of the woods) lit up the airwaves and inspired countless bands to follow. Even so, the genre of grunge just didn’t have the power to suck me in to the point of spending all my allowance on flannels the way it did for everyone else. Then, there was Bush. When Gavin Rossdale started filling my eardrums with his sexy, gritty voice, teaching me how to breathe properly, only to take my breath away with every other song, I declared him my future ex-husband. Of course, he’s still my first future ex-husband of choice, but more have been added to the list, so I’m over it…a little. Maybe.

Anyway, I know I’ve already used this song in a previous post for a different music event, but hopefully it’s been long enough that no one quite remembers. And I love SOOOOOOOOOOO many different Bush songs, I should be able to pick one I’ve never posted about before. Honestly, I think I have Gavin Rossdale songs most people have never even heard of, so why do I keep choosing this song over every other track in my extensive collection???

That damn guitar. It just gets me every freaking time…

I do not own any rights to this song, lyrics or video. All rights remain with the artists and their respective agents. No copyright infringement intended.

♫♪ Rocktober Musicfest is hosted by Mary B. at Jingle, Jangle, Jungle. Check out her website if you’d like to join the event. There’s no restriction against joining after October 1st or limit/requirement to how many times you have to post for the month. It’s really easy and fun! ♪♫

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Click on the linky link below to check out all of the other participant’s songs for today!

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#SongLyricSunday ♪ “Inflatable” – Bush

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I’m happy to announce that I got the final edits back yesterday for Scavenger (Dark Day Isle #2)! I’m so excited, because to date, this has been one of the longest and worst struggles with a novel for me. The original version, the beta reads, the revisions…I honestly lost faith for awhile that it would ever get finished. It’s been well over a year (going on 2) since I released Collar Me Foxy and I never intended to make my readers wait so long for the next installment. My relief is ginormous right now!

That’s it, I don’t have a story to share for the Sunday challenge, but if it makes you feel any better the above paragraph is 100% true! 😀

And that’s this week’s theme: Truth

If you want to join in the fun or check out all the other participant’s song choices, please head over to This Thing Called Life One Word at a Time and read Helen’s interesting story on why she chose this week’s theme!

I’m sure my song choice can be perceived many different ways, but it’s always struck me as being about one of the hardest kinds of truths: the truth you know about the lies you’re allowing, and loving someone too much to let the truth ruin the comfortable façade of those lies even when you’re sure they’re going to get worse. Plus, I mean, who doesn’t love the voice of Gavin Rossdale? Yeah, I don’t care about his personal life, he’ll always be at the top of my list of favorite singers in the world. Enjoy!

Let it slide overhead
When I believe in you my soul can rest
But as love that’s really love can never fail
But fail it does
When we shine like the sun
You seem the only one my only friend

You’re so pretty in white, pretty when you’re faithful
So pretty in white, pretty when you’re faithful
When you’re faithful

I resigned from myself
Took a break as someone else
It’s like we’ve come undone
But I’ve only just become inflatable for you

You’re so pretty in white, pretty when you’re faithful
So pretty in white, pretty when you’re faithful
So pretty in white, pretty when you’re faithful
When you’re faithful

I don’t mind most of the time
But you push me so far inside

You’re so pretty in white, pretty when you’re faithful
So pretty in white, pretty when you’re faithful
So pretty in white, pretty when you’re faithful
So pretty in white, pretty when you’re faithful
When you’re faithful
When you’re faithful

♪♫♪♫

Songwriters: Gavin Rossdale
Lyrics found on Google
Lyrics Legal: Inflatable lyrics © BMG Rights Management US, LLC

I do not own any rights to this video, song or lyrics. All rights remain with the artists and their respective agents. No copyright infringement intended.

#MusicMonday

Broken Pieces

by: Apocalyptica ft. Lacey Sturm (formerly of Flyleaf)

Too late – this is not the answer
I need to pack it in
I can’t pull your heart together with just my voice alone
One thousand shards of glass I came to meet you in
You cut the peace out of me

And as you ripped it all apart,
That’s when I turned to watch you
And as the light in you went dark
I saw you turn to shadow
If you would salvage some part of you that once knew love
But I’m losing this
And I’m losing you

Oh I’ve gotta turn and run
From faces that you never see
Oh I’ve gotta save my blood
From all that you’ve broken
And pack up these pieces of me

It’s too late now to stop the process
This was your choice – you let it in
This double life you lead is eating you up from within
A thousand shards of glass you pushed beneath my skin
And left me lying there to bleed

And as you showed me your scars
I only held you closer
But as the light in you went dark I saw you turn over
I wanted always to be there for you and close to you
But I’m losing this
And I’m losing you

Oh I’ve gotta turn and run
From faces that you never see
Oh I’ve gotta save my blood
From all that you’ve broken
And pack up these pieces of me

The broken pieces
Pack up these pieces of me
The broken pieces
Pack up these pieces

Maybe without me
You’ll return to all the beauty I once knew
But if I stay I know,
We will both be drowned by you holding onto me

Oh I’ve gotta turn and run
From faces that you never see
Oh I’ve gotta save my blood
From all that you’ve broken
And pack up these pieces of me

The broken pieces
Pack up these pieces of me
The broken pieces
Pack up these pieces of me

I apologize for the poor quality of this video, it was the only full-length one I could find on YouTube.

I do not own any rights to this song, video or lyrics. All rights remain with the artists and their respective agents. No copyright infringement intended.

This is actually the last of a set of 3 videos meant to be watched in order, but it’s my favorite. If you’d like to watch them in order, #1 is “End of Me” ft. Gavin Rossdale (Bush), and #2 is “Strong Enough” ft. Brent Smith (Shinedown).

Apocalyptica is classified as a “Cello Metal” band, hailing from Helsinki, Finland. Up until 2014 they didn’t have a vocalist, rather they used their classically trained cellist skills and love for heavy metal to create a ‘neoclassical metal’ sound, while teaming up with some of rock’s most beloved singers for their songs. They are extremely popular and have sold over 4 million albums since their start in 1993.

Their chart-topping songs here in the U.S. include “I Don’t Care” ft. Adam Gontier, formally of Three Days Grace, and “I’m Not Jesus” ft. Corey Taylor of Slipknot. They’ve also performed with the famous Berlin band, Rammstein. (Go ahead and sing Du hast, you know you wanna…) 😉

#MusicMonday

Warm Machine

by: Bush

I memorize the basics
Making strange faces
Tread slowly for I know
There’s a thousand miles to go
Without blinking

I gravitate spacewards
Find a home for my head
From my basement
No darkness ever left

This is the night
There’s the sound
Here comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine
Feel warm

Some days are playful
I’m making play faces
But we will not let it through
The darkness or the sense
Of being born to loose

This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine

(omitted from video)
This is the life
This is the ground
Here comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine

If we never know we can only feel
I’ll take the help
I’ll take a slice
Warm alright now
To feel all right

Ay!

(omitted from video)
I memorize the basics, basics, basics

This is the night
This is the sound
Here comes the warm machine
Such a warm machine

Such a warm machine
Such a warm machine
Machine, machine, machine

I do not own any rights to this song, the lyrics or music video. All rights remain with the artists and their respective agents.

*Shivers* Oooh that guitar rift puts me in my happy place every time! For sure, this song is more about the guitar for me than the words Now, here’s your challenge: Say “Warm Machine” without blending the 2 M’s into one and pronouncing it “War Machine”… hahaha, good luck! 😉

Triple Lyric Tuesday

This week, we’re going back to a few memorable soundtrack hits from the 90’s!  So, grab your ticket stubs and follow me…

Screen 1:

An American Werewolf in Paris

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Bush-band-2002“You gave me this.
Made me give.
Your silver grin, still sticking it in.
You have, sew machine.
Sew machine.
The longest kiss,
Peeling furniture days
Drift madly to you
Pollute my heart drain
You have, broken in me
Broken me…”

Mouth  by: Bush

Screen 2:

Disturbing Behavior

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“I’m paranoid, I’m paranoidFriJul171346482009
Everybody’s coming to get me
Just say you never met me
I running underground with the moles
Digging holes
Hear the voices in my head
I swear to god it sounds like their snoring
But if you’re bored, then you’re boring
The irony and the agony, they’re killing me…”

Flagpole Sitta by: Harvey Danger

And Screen 3:

The Craft

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Love-Spit-Love-Trysome-Eatone-497605“I am the son, and the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I’m the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say, I go about things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does…”

How Soon is Now by: Love Spit Love

Okay, stop yelling, I know it’s a remake originally done by The Smiths smcover in the 80’s, but if you want my personal opinion, t.A.T.u. 1162493-tatu rocked it the best.

Sorry guys, sometimes girls just do it better.

…and All That Jazz.

music_is_my_life_by_anime_orange12-d53ygqrIt is all about the music, truly.  Could you imagine life without it?  Music is one of the most essential elements worldwide; triggering old memories, creating new ones, it’s the crucial backdrop for major events, ceremonies, rites and traditions.  It fills the silent crevices in blockbuster hits and 99.98% of commercial ads.  It’s piped through store speakers and annoys every person on hold with customer service.  The very fact that its genres and sub-genres are so vast has created this massive, global dome whose infrastructure is constructed by human-shaped bubbles of individual taste.  It’s consistently fluid, a constant evolution of compositions that will inevitably touch someone in some way.  Millions (if not billions) of people claim that music drives them, inspires them, feeds their passion no matter what it is they’re moving toward.  Many writers are among them.bob_marley__you_feel_no_pain_by_mellipsky3

I’ve read several author’s comments that attributed story ideas, feelings or even characters to the songs of their favorite bands.  I have one such story.  Just one song, and at the risk of really aging myself here, it’s “Into the Night” by Benny Mardones.  To me, the emotion of that song, instrumental and voice, more than the lyrics, is the very essence of the classier side of the 80’s.  Those elegant, highrise parties in the heart of the city – and I can’t explain why it, above all other songs sparks such a sense of story inside of me, as if it needs to be given something a lot more complex and detailed than just a few verses and a chorus.  It just does.

That’s not to samusic-lifey that my creative energy has never been stimulated by other songs or types of music.  It happens all of the time.  I’m often listening to music as I write – though, this is more a matter of necessity over desire.  In a house full of other people, I find it easier to concentrate over the background noise of music versus kids squabbling or Seth MacFarlane’s antics on T.V.  Sometimes while driving – for I can’t drive without music, it’s the only way to channel my road rage (you think I’m kidding) – a song will come on that reminds me of one of my characters or even plants the seed of a new kind of character in my brain.

Sometimes, I’ll come across songs that haven’t been noted as inspiration by anyone, yet I’ll swear it fits a particular story to a T.  A good example is author Stephenie Meyer, who is probably the most wQuotes-about-life-and-music-i-see-my-life-in-terms-of-music-Albert-Einstein-quotesell-known writer for crediting certain bands for her famous series –  most specifically or frequently, I should say, being the UK band, Muse.  I’ve yet to hear or read that she claimed inspiration by Bush, another UK band (and one of my personal favorites); yet here is part of the second verse of their song Machinehead:

“…Blood is like wine, I’m conscious all the time.  If I had it all again, I’d change it all…”

See?  Makes me wonder. (That was a nod toward another one of my favorite bands.  Anyone know which one? – without cheating?!)