Hello everyone and welcome to “Confessions” I’m you host Sunny Larue. I thought with this week’s episode it would be fun to highlight “Spotify End of the Year”. Now if you haven’t heard of Spotify you must be living under a rock and frankly you’re missing out on a musical revolution. Interesting facts founded in 2006, Spotify is a Swedish based international media service company with revenue over a billion dollars as of 2018. 113 million paid subscribers help put Spotify number in music streaming over other streaming services asGoogle Play Music, Apple Music, Tidal andYoutube Music. (Google Play Music requires a gmail email account. Apple Music requires icloud account)
Spinning around on the turntable, as we (my friend and I) sit listening to High N’ Dry album by Def Leppard in celebration of a new 2020 world tour featuring the reunion of Motley Crue and Poison, Mirror Mirror, Look Into My Eyes comes on and we’re in awl of the amazing sound blaring from the speakers. Joe’s sings “Gonna have to smash the glass”, my buddy says to me “it’s a fool who can admit defeat.” My response is “if this is true then why do we run from our reflection in the mirror?” Hello all you Santa’s little helpers today’s blog is inspired by Def Leppard’s song Mirror Mirror Look Into My Eyes and why we run from our reflection in the mirror. There are many reasons why we run but the main reason is we don’t like to face the truth.
High N’ Dry (1981)
Def Leppard “Mirror, Mirror (Look Into My Eyes)” Mirror mirror Just watchin’ with your eye of glass You’re just a fortune wheel With something that I wanna ask Mirror mirror Got my fate lyin’ in your hands You’re the fool, you’re the juggler Hangman and lover, you’re not like no other Take a look into my eyes Tell me what you see Take a look into my eyes Tell me is it true? Take a look into my eyes Oh when I look at you Take a look into my eyes Tell me is it me? Is it really me? Mirror mirror Gotta know just what you see My crystal ball You’re lookin’ so sly and so sleazy Mirror mirror Hangin’ there with that crack in your eye You make me stumble, make me blind Time after time and line by line [Repeat Chorus] Mirror mirror Oh tell me You’re the fool, you’re the juggler I ain’t met a lover, you’re like no other Take a look into my eyes Tell me what you see Take a look into my eyes Tell me is it true? Take a look into my eyes Oh it just can’t last Take a look into my eyes Gonna have to smash the glass Take a look into my eyes Take a look into my eyes Take a look Take a look into my eyes Oh yeah Take a look into my eyes Take a look into my eyes Take a look into my eyes Take a look into my eyes Take a look Take a look into my eyes Look into my eyes Take a look into my eyes Tell me if it’s me Baby, baby, baby, baby Baby, baby, baby, baby
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Can’t Stop Running
We run from the abuse. We run because of the hurt. We run to escape the pain of living. We drown our sorrows with drugs, drink and other bad behaviors. We run because it’s easy. Face it no one willingly accepts the hard way but we run into situations that isn’t the best taking a lifetime to learn the lesson. We don’t stop to think “is this what I should be doing?” It’s hard to hold the mirror up and actually love the person staring back.
Pump 1989
Janie’s Got A Gun Aerosmith Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done? Dum, dum, dum it’s the sound of my gun. Dum, dum, dum, honey what have you done? Dum, dum, dum it’s the sound Janie’s got a gun Janie’s got a gun Her whole world’s come undone From lookin’ straight at the sun What did her daddy do? What did he put you through? They said when Janie was arrested they found him underneath a train But man, he had it comin’ Now that Janie’s got a gun she ain’t never gonna be the same. Janie’s got a gun, Janie’s got a gun Her dog day’s just begun Now everybody is on the run Tell me now it’s untrue. What did her daddy do? He jacked a little bitty baby The man has got to be insane They say the spell that he was under the lightning and the thunder knew that someone had to stop the rain Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah yeah yeah Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Run away, run away, run, run away Janie’s got a gun Janie’s got a gun Her dog day’s just begun Now everybody is on the run What did her daddy do? It’s Janie’s last I.O.U. She had to take him down easy and put a bullet in his brain She said ’cause nobody believes me. The man was such a sleeze. He ain’t never gonna be the same. Run away, run away from the pain yeah, yeah Run away run away from the pain yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah Run away, run away, run, run away Janie’s got a gun Janie’s got a gun Janie’s got a gun Everybody is on the run
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Facing The Flaws
Facing up to flaws that every human processes is down right scary especially for those who suffer from mental health. Speaking from personal experience, I sometimes see an ugly reflection. Sometimes when I look at my reflection I see sorrow, pain, hurt and distrust. I don’t know why that is. I went from being in a bubble, to introvert to a social person and to have this view is really iscine. I do have low self esteem but not in the way most views self esteem. My Achilles heel is my Chum. I believe wholeheartedly that relationships and my Chum is a cocktail not worth drinking. No man on this planet would ever want to be in a relationship with such an ugly disturbed person. No one would want to have a friendship with someone who can’t properly articulate coherent sentences. When I express this side of my Chum to family and friends I get this “it’s not rejection because of your looks or Chum but you are intimidating and strong willed and most people have a hard time dealing with that.” Really? The truth is I’m bipolar, my highs and lows are a daily struggle. One day I see beauty the next I see ugly. I also know that what you put out in the universe that’s what people see and react to. It’s a matter of what mask to wear when trying to run from the reflection in the mirror.
“Run Boy Run” Woodkid Run boy run! This world is not made for you Run boy run! They’re trying to catch you Run boy run! Running is a victory Run boy run! Beauty lays behind the hills Run boy run! The sun will be guiding you Run boy run! They’re dying to stop you Run boy run! This race is a prophecy Run boy run! Break out from society Tomorrow is another day And you won’t have to hide away You’ll be a man, boy! But for now it’s time to run, it’s time to run! Run boy run! This ride is a journey too Run boy run! The secret inside of you Run boy run! This race is a prophecy Run boy run! And disappear in the trees Tomorrow is another day And you won’t have to hide away You’ll be a man, boy! But for now it’s time to run, it’s time to run! Tomorrow is another day And when the night fades away You’ll be a man, boy! But for now it’s time to run, it’s time to run!
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Introduction
Hello all your rockstars of words, today’s blog post is inspired by my love of music. I use music as a tool to keep my Chum quiet. Drowning out the noise that my Chum often provides when he’s knocking at the stage door, this particular memory is a good one. The Cars is my first musical love. The song All Mixed Up is my introduction to this great band. I had the pleasure of seeing them for the first time at eleven in 1982 at the US Festival. I enjoyed their live performance a total of seven times each appearance better than the last. I often blog about the impact Def Leppard and Franz Ferdinand music has had in my life but it all started with The Cars.
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Introduction
Why do people make comments about race when it comes to listening to music? Music has no color barriers. Music transcend through time crossing all realms of society. Hello warriors of words today blog come from a bone head who seem to think that rock n’ roll is only for white people ears. I had another idea for today blog but this incident on social media completely changed my thought. As if abuse in the workplace isn’t important I learned that this topic is just as important. I hope to educate an get the conversation started. I want to point out a few things…
Hello all you masters and mistress of words, today blog post comes curiosity one of my favorite artists “KT Tunstall” the ultimate Rockstar. In fact, when I reference “rockstar” as a good gesture, KT is the inspiration for that. For the past week I been dealing with the after affects of my manic-depressive episode or my “Chum”. Dammit man the struggle is real; in this manic state I find comfort in music. Going back to something so familiar and close to home it’s like chicken soup for the soul. I have a playlist that is comprised of my favorite artists with songs that have positive vibes or happy memories that brings me home. KT’s music is a big part of that.
Just recently a really good friend of mine well more like a champion informed me that our thirty year high school reunion is happening this August. He asked if I was plan on going. I paused then responded with I don’t know. It’s always difficult task going back to high school. I can imagine it’s a tough time for most but for me it was my living hell nightmarish prison that I thought I would never escape. The anxiety of getting to school was a nightmare. I spent four years with a bunch of miserable assholes who pride themselves on being assholes becoming the target of many vicious attacks. My four years were spent dodging bullets, ducking hand grenades and digging deep trenches to hide in. Why on earth would I want to volunteer to spend one evening reliving that?
“What would you do if I sang out of tune?Would you stand up and walk out on me?” Everyone is familiar with that opening line from 1968 Joe Cocker cover of With A Little Help From My Friends. Written by Paul McCartney and John Lennon for Ringo to sing, it isn’t Ringo verison we remember. Joe Cocker’s beautiful melodic powerful spin is definitely better so much that his verison is the official rock anthem for Woodstock and is the most memorable.
New year promises comes as no surprise, this time each year we open our eyes. We see things that apparently we didn’t see all last year so we make unhealthy promises we know we can’t keep. Instead of making promises that reflects compassion & empathy we tend to seek out promises that frankly aren’t too deep.
Christmas is that time of year where everything feels nice and cozy. People tend to be in a better mood. Yes of course there’s those who are a drag & those who are crooks but for the most part Christmas brings out that inner playful kid in all of us. Beside the rush of tackling the Christmas shopping, black Friday & cyber Monday preparing Christmas dinner is on everyone minds. As I put together my Christmas dinner menu, I got to thinking if I could have the ultimate Christmas dinner who would I invite as dinner guests?
There’s not a person on this planet that hasn’t attended a concert. Whether it’s rock, rap, r&b or classical we all love a good concert. There’s something freeing about rocking out to your favorite artist. Although the record is great there’s nothing like hearing your favorite song live. This past weekend I finally got around to seeing “Bohemian Rhapsody” we all know that Queen took part in the Live Aid concerts back in the mid eighty’s it was one of their highlighting moment. To see the guys so electric, so energized is amazing. That concert footage is the inspiration for this blog post “Concerts”.
