Just a spooky break from politics with a true story.
Posted on 10/10/2024 11:52:44 AM PDT by MeanWestTexan
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When I passed a display of Werther’s candies a couple of days I ago I thought of my college class professor who assigned us The Sorrows of Young Werther. Had a thick German accent, I recall. Odd that a post here would reference it.
That semester another large class of mine was assigned the bright red book Suicide by Emile Durkheim. Reprinted from 1897. A professor born in France said: “I am a little concerned people seeing all of my students walking around carrying that red book Suicide are all about to do something drastic.”
I was really down after my dear wife died in 2022. But I fear being barred from heaven. I think of the champion basketball coach John Wooten starting to cry during a Tony Robbins interview. Said all he wants now is to be good enough to be granted by God to reunite with his wife who just died, in heaven.
Then there’s Stormy Monday.
Aside from getting oil out of the ground, my other passion is listening to music (of all kinds). Have an absurd listening room with delicately balanced sound treatments and a system where the turntable exceeds the costs of my first home.
Always been that way, but got way down the rabbit hole when I needed something to fill my time because my wife and I were getting fat drinking and needed to do something else.
I actually have the single in question. It is, indeed, gloomy. When down, I like to listen to gloomy music, and then gradually work my self up to something upbeat. Better than therepy.
And Groovy Tuesday
I might have made it through fifteen seconds of that masterpiece.
Mondays are always rough.
In Hungary’s coldest month, when the sun often doesn’t bother showing up, he jumped out a window ... and survived the fall. He finished the job in the hospital by strangling himself with a piece of wire.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1tyh1OakhUk
Gloomy Sunday
Mel Tormé - Topic
The quandary is the song is exceptionally beautiful.
Just horribly tragic, even if you don’t understand the words.
Going by your tagline, it may be one for you to miss.
The Billie Holiday version is superior, IMHO.
Sunday Bloody Sunday is the most depressing song I know. Because Yoko sings backing vocals on it.
On the dvd which goes with the book by former Rolling Stones bass player Bill Wyman’s Blues Odyssey: A Journey to Music’s Heart & Soul, he says do you notice whatever your mood is, after getting part way through a blues song it evens out your mood. If you’re really feeling down you get solace from it and feel a little hopeful, and if you’re in a good mood to settle back to understanding the feelings of the person who sang the song. You move to the middle ground.
I love the blues and have actually noticed that.
Like Elton John and Bernie Taupin co-wrote in Sad Songs Say So Much:
Guess there are times when we all need to share a little pain
And ironin’ out the rough spots
Is the hardest part when memories remain
And it’s times like these when we all need to hear the radio
‘Cause from the lips of some old singer
We can share the troubles we already know
Turn ‘em on, turn ‘em on
Turn on those sad songs
When all hope is gone (ah...)
Why don’t you tune in and turn them on?
They reach into your room, oh
Just feel their gentle touch (gentle touch)
When all hope is gone (ooh)
Sad songs say so much
If someone else is sufferin’ enough, oh, to write it down
When every single word makes sense
Then it’s easier to have those songs around
The kick inside is in the line that finally gets to you
And it feels so good to hurt so bad
And suffer just enough to sing the blues.
It’s OK fellow human being, I’ve been known to sip on a bit of Whistle Pig rye whiskey and ponder upon things.
But Tuesday’s just as bad.
Valid point.
As an aside, I opine that Harrison broke up the Beatles. He walked away the first time before Yoko got on the scene.
It was mainly because John/Paul were dicks to him. He wrote great, if not better songs, than they, but they refused to let more than a few get on records.
Had little to do with Yoko.
The Yoko theory does give people someone to hate besides John and Paul.
But all three said the same thing multiple times. John admitting later he was a dick, while it took George dying for Paul to admit it.)
(Ringo was also annoyed because the later albums have very little for him to do. But he’s apparently just such a nice guy that he was content to go along for the ride.)
LOL.
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