If I were an entertainment journalist which I'm not about to be -- not in a million years -- I'd ask this question to a singer or an actor -- "do you believe in true love?"
The reason I'd like to do that is that most artistes sing love songs or act in love and romance movies, touching our hearts, teaching us about love, inspiring us and tugging at our heartstrings. But do they believe in what they do for a living?
Do they believe in staying faithful and true?
They're the ones who talk about endless love, about love never having to say you're sorry and all that load of bullshit.
We're the ones who are lapping every verse they sing and every scene they play.
And guess what? They're the ones changing spouses or lovers. Splitting up like it's the most natural thing to do next to breathing.
Are they not at all influenced by the songs they sing and the roles they play?
Sure, sure. Not every thing is about life imitating art. Nor is it about art imitating life.
Actually, I got thinking about love and artistes after reading about the fact that love and relationships being very much the theme in songs and music today.
Love song still dominate the music industry.
Just that the language of love is raunchy and getting raunchier.
Language as we all know, has evolved over the years and words which were plain and simple in meaning, are now obscene and vulgar terms.
What is probably G-rated in the 60s and 70s is probably so tame today.
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Hello Eva, I love what you so eloquently posted here.
I guess todays's songs or singers singing the songs have $$$ on their minds, thats all, of how many CD's it will sell and the royalties they receive. They do not practice what they sing, so to speak.
I belong to the old school...and strictly go for love oldies.
Then, once again most of us get influenced by Hollywood or have so called 'Hollywood degrees' and we tend to imitate or behave like what we see. The real total love is lost and where its how fast one can get her into bed.
I do not believe in that. To me it is the thrill of meeting, the fun of getting to know her and enjoying her presence. Whatever follows is strictly a bonus. Here's an old song lyric specially for you. You have a great day, Eva. UL. 'Stranger in Paradise'. Take my hand,
I’m a stranger in Paradise
All lost in a wonderland
A stranger in paradise
If I stand starry eyed,
That’s a danger in Paradise
For mortals who stand beside
An angel like you
I saw your face,
And I ascended
Out of the common place
Into the rare
somewhere in space
I hang suspended
Until I know
There’s a chance that you care
Won’t you answer this fervent prayer?
Of a stranger in paradise
Don’t send me in dark despair
From all that I hunger for
But open your angel’s arms
To this stranger in paradise
And tell him that he need be
A stranger no more.
I still cannot get over that song by Black Eyed Peas "Humps" is it? or "My Humps"? Raunchy almost vulgar.
How about that Milkshake song?
Although I like to hear them for the rhythm and laugh at the lyrics, I still prefer more classic songs. Although I tend to like sexy songs like "Big Spender". hehe
Hi Eva, if free, pop over. UL.
U.Lee,
that is so sweet, and you are such a romantic, of the classic type.
you know, they should have men like you cloned. you are a dying breed.
please please, passs you wisdom to the younger generation.
thank you for visiting.
JT,
I know I know.... so raunchy.
you know, i swear when i want to. and in my blog or most times, under my breath or in my heart.
i don't swear at people and when i do, they cannot hear me, becos I would most probably be doing that from inside my car.
i sound so "snooker bar" when I say all them bad words. truth is, i have not guts to use it in my everyday language.
hmmm. am i a hypocrit or just a silent swearer.
anyway.... some rap songs really are not my cup of tea. "My hump"...
oh boy!
I've got you under my skin....
Just sang this at the NPC tonight.
And I'll be back.
MUUUaaaHHH!
hi shar sweet
oh honeybunch...
Yeah, that would be x-rated when i was hormonally-charged in those days.
"under my skin"....
at the NPC? Is this the national press club shanghai stephen invited me to?
It's in KL, huh?
Sang it? Karaoke-ing?
oh yezz... and you are old blue eyes.
woww and woww!
come come come (and i mean this literally) over anytime, shar honey.
i'd really like to hear you sing.
Eva,
I think movie goers/audiences who are actually the lot of us in the world are suckers bigtime.
We shed tears, we weep, we get angry -- we get real emotional over the written word and the silver screen drama.
How we forget that those playing good girl roles are some of the most decadent people around.
Yeah. we're suckers alright.
But that's ok.
Hi Eva
I too swear under my breath. I dare not use colourful words in public. Once was all it took for me to realise how ugly it sounded. :)
Rap is definitely not my cup of tea but the rhythm to those two songs get me bopping. haha When I first heard that song "My Humps", I told my sister "Hey, nice tune". She said "Dei! listen to the words la.. so raunchy". hahaha It took my sister to make me realise what Fergie was saying in that song.
This reminds me, I have to change my song of the day again (on my blog). I feel another oldie coming up. :)
By the way Eva, would you mind if I blogroll you? I enjoy your postings. :)
witch: yeah yeah.i hear you. couldnt agree more with you.
But, i guess that's the way the cookie crumbles.
JT: Hey there.
well... we have common views on certain aspects of life.
And how do you install the music in your blog? You're really cool.
And, sure you can blogroll me, if you don't mind my blogrolling you.
Eva, when Shar sings those Old Blue Eyes numbers, Big Dog goes into heat everytime, every Friday that is, and drowns Shar with his Woooooooooooooooooo. Yes, come to NPC, as the unpaid bouncer, I am authorised to let in only unescorted ladies.
zorro,
thank you for the invite. i have heard about the NPC, the press' watering hole and letting-off-steam haven.
i am not in the country but when I am back home, i promise you that i will pop over.
i'd love a drink or two.
thanks again, zorro
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