Tuesday, April 01, 2008

Haunted

I read somewhere that the vast majority of blog posts relate to people apologizing for not having blogged in a while. I can believe it. I get wrapped up in stuff - work, trips, the benefit, life in general - and blogging is one of the last things on my mind or fitting in my agenda. Instead you get the occasional mini-thought and a video link.

Meh. Today won't be much better.

Last night we went out to eat, college student style, and by that I mean cheap. First it was off to Lily's for $10 all-you-can-eat fish and $2 drafts, then over to Gusoline Alley for a couple $1 beers. 

Gus's has the best jukebox, and after we hung out there for a while, I decided to throw some money into it. I was really surprised to discover that my and TFN's wedding song was in there.

Today, I decided to see if a video was ever made for it. I doubted it, guessing it was a little obscure, being a remake of a song that was pretty obscure the first time around. Happily, I was wrong. So that's the little bit of video I'm throwing at you today; the song that we first danced together to on our wedding night.



4 comments:

Ange (formerly Writer Mom) said...

Not 'Nothing Compares to You' ??

Great song.

Good theme to go along with your wedding motif. It was Halloween, right? Except, I'm remember clowns, so perhaps I'm confused by your anniversary date.

Our song was 'All My Love' by Led Zeppelin. The band putting it together for us must have found it an unusual choice.
The lyrics:
Should I fall out of love, my fire in the light
To chase a feather in the wind
Within the glow that weaves a cloak of delight
There moves a thread that has no end.

For many hours and days that pass ever soon
The tides have caused the flame to dim
At last the arm is straight, the hand to the loom
Is this to end or just begin?
* chorus: all of my love, all of my love, all of my love to you. (repeat)

The cup is raised, the toast is made yet again
One voice is clear above the din
Proud aryan one word, my will to sustain
For me, the cloth once more to spin

Chorus

Yours is the cloth, mine is the hand that sews time
His is the force that lies within
Ours is the fire, all the warmth we can find
He is a feather in the wind

Ange (formerly Writer Mom) said...

p.s. we just picked it because it's a nice long song to make whoopee to.

alpharat said...

Ange?

You rule.

fineartist said...

Oh gawd, that made me cry, I'm such a sentimental old sap, heavy emphasis on the sap part, what? You thought I was gonna say old? Heh.

That too.

Not to be outdone I'm going to post my and the man's song, In Spite of Ourselves, John Prine and Iris Dement:

She don't like her eggs all runny
She thinks crossin' her legs is funny
She looks down her nose at money
She gets it on like the Easter Bunny
She's my baby I'm her honey
I'm never gonna let her go

He ain't got laid in a month of Sundays
I caught him once and he was sniffin' my undies
He ain't too sharp but he gets things done
Drinks his beer like it's oxygen
He's my baby
And I'm his honey
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we're the big door prize
We're gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.

She thinks all my jokes are corny
Convict movies make her horny
She likes ketchup on her scrambled eggs
Swears like a sailor when shaves her legs
She takes a lickin'
And keeps on tickin'
I'm never gonna let her go.

He's got more balls than a big brass monkey
He's a whacked out weirdo and a love bug junkie
Sly as a fox and crazy as a loon
Payday comes and he's howlin' at the moon
He's my baby I don't mean maybe
Never gonna let him go

In spite of ourselves
We'll end up a'sittin' on a rainbow
Against all odds
Honey, we're the big door prize
We're gonna spite our noses
Right off of our faces
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.
There won't be nothin' but big old hearts
Dancin' in our eyes.

Yep that pretty much sums up our relationship, sort of.