Nostalgia Without a Real Theme

 Drove into town and back listening to some old songs on my thumb drive in the car. A whole bunch of memories and emotions.

Here is a sample of my playlist for today: (The video will auto-play the next song in the queue)

 

San Francisco - Scott McKenzie

California Dreamin' - Mamas and Papas

What A Fool Believes - The Doobie Brothers

Sounds Of Silence - Simon and Garfunkel

I've Never Seen Love Like This - Orpheus

Lay Down Candles In The Rain - Melanie

Look What They've Done To My Song Ma - Melanie

Poetry Man - Phoebe Snow

Under The Boardwalk - Rickie Lee Jones

Can't Find The Time To Tell You - Orpheus

Imagine - John Lennon

So In Love - k.d. lang

 

A Song by gay artist Jeff Krassner that I could not find on YouTube or anywhere on the internet so I will attempt to upload my own video:

“I Hear the Angels Sing”   Jeff Krassner

I can’t believe they don’t understand
‘bout the love I feel for you
When you touch me baby
I feel the angels sing

They tell me it’s wrong
That the devil is loose
They think he’s draggin’ us under
But they don’t have a clue

‘cause when you touch me baby
I hear the angels sing
And when you give yourself to me
Honestly, I hear the angels sing

What makes them think I would turn you away
In this world filled with madness and sorrow
I won’t sell my soul
Or hide any longer
I won’t love you in darkness
Just to make them feel stronger

‘cause when you touch me baby
I hear the angels sing
And when you give yourself to me
Honestly, I hear the angels sing

And you remind me that life can be sweet
Though the world says we don’t belong
So let them preach some old ancient rules
But I know in my heart
It’s the judgment of fools

‘cause when you touch me baby
I hear the angels sing
And when you give yourself to me
Honestly, I hear the angels sing
Over and over I hear the angels
Over and over I hear the angels
Over and over I hear the angels sing

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A few more photos just for good measure and some lyrics from Melanie: 

 

 

 

Lay Down (Candles in the Rain)

Song by Edwin Hawkin Singers and Melanie

 

Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown
Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown

We were so close, there was no room
We bled inside each other's wounds
We all had caught the same disease
And we all sang the songs of peace

Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown
Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown

So raise the candles high
'Cause if you don't, we could stay black against the night
Oh, raise them higher again
And if you do, we could stay dry against the rain

Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown
Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown

We were so close, there was no room
We bled inside each other's wounds
We all had caught the same disease
And we all sang the songs of peace
Some came to sing, some came to pray
Some came to keep the dark away

So raise (raise) the candles high (up high)
'Cause if you don't we could stay black against the sky
Oh, oh, raise (raise) them higher again (up high)
And if you do, we could stay dry against the rain

Lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown
(You gotta) lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown

lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown
(Oh, you gotta) lay down, lay down, lay it all down
Let your white birds smile up at the ones who stand and frown

 

Look What They Did to My Song, Ma

Song by Melanie

 

Look what they've done to my song, ma

Look at what they've done to my song, ma

It was the only thing I could do half right
And it's turning out all wrong, ma, look
What they've done to my song

 

Look what they've done to my song, ma
Look what they've done to my song, ma
It was the only thing I could do half right
Turning out all wrong, ma
Look what they've done to my song

 

Look what they've done to my brain, ma
Look at what they've done to my brain
Well, they picked it like a chicken bone
And I think that I'm half insane, ma
Look what they've done to my song

 

Oh, I wish that I could find a good book to live in
Oh, I wish that I could find a good book
Well, if I could find a real good book
I'd never have to come out and look at
What they've done to my song

 

Ils ont changé ma chanson, ma
Ils ont changé ma chanson, ma
C'est la seule chose que je peux faire
Et ce n'est pas bon, ma
Ils ont changé ma chanson

 

But maybe, it'll all be all right, ma
Maybe, it'll all be okay
Well, if the people are buying tears
Then I'm gonna be rich girl some day, ma
Look what they've done to my song

Look what they've done to my song, ma-ma-ma
 

Look, look what they've done to my song
You know, they tied it up in a plastic bag
And then turned it upside down, oh ma-ma
Look at what they've done
Want to look at what they've done, oh ma-ma
Look what they've done to my song