Monday, December 04, 2006

An Almost-Correctly Done Meme (modified)

To please Cate, who suggested I complete this meme. There were a list of titles and something about a random list from...but I'll admit that's where I stopped playing fair. The songs were chosen randomly off Radio Blog by selecting a song in a random list and then clicking that song to create a new random list. Radio Blog is definitely my new favorite fun site (see theme song on left). So, here are my semi-genuine results.

The Soundtrack of My Life

Told movie pitch style.... *some events told out of order for dramatic effect*

Picture a childhood. An idyllic one. Big river. Nice people. Cute kid. Nothing wrong can happen in this world, right?

Opening Credits: Practically Perfect (Mary Poppins)


Trouble Comes. It always does. But this kid...she's a rock, man. A rock. Known for sweetness, caring, loving disposition. Protected by this idyllic town, right? Nothing can shake her.

Waking Up: Bridge Over Troubled Water (Johnny Cash)


She goes to school. BIG mistake. Town gone. Support gone. Ground starts to shake a little.

First Day At School : We used to vacation (Cold War Kids)


Then she meets this guy...yeah, you know this story. Love plus youth equals tragedy.

Falling in Love: Extraordinary Machine (Fiona Apple)


She leaves him. For the better of all. That's how she functions. A rock, this kid. Total rock. Right is right and wrong is wrong.

Breaking Up: A Better Version of Me (Fiona Apple)


As the years go by, she grows more lonely for him. But he's gone. Maybe really gone. No way to know. The world's not that small.

Getting Back Together: Enjoy the Silence (DePeche Mode)


But the rock? There's no stopping this kid. She throws herself into life. Dancing on tables. Laughing outrageously. Clubbing across Los Angeles. She "doesn't believe in the wasting of time."

Dating: Waltz (better than fine) (Unknown)


Man after man. 47 in 5 years. She rejects some. Gets her heart trampled a dozen times. She's alive. But not...attached. And growing less with each day. Apart. Detached. Left behind.

Dance Sequence: Theme from Peter Gunn smashup with Every Breath You Take (Henry Mancini/The Police)

But despite that, she's the queen of dreams. She believes. In love. In people. In life. In giving back. Seriously, she's something that way. A rock.

Life's OK: More Than You Take (Joseph, King of Dreams)


Until. The right circumstances. The right Hurricane. Georges. On a small island where she's trying to "give a little more than she takes."

Breakdown: Funkin' 4 Jamaica (Tom Browne)


Things get a little wonky. Enter the 42-year-old, marijuana-smoking, garage band guy. He's a treat. I'm thinking Sting minus the fame with extra drugs.

Driving: Wanna Get Funky With Me (Peter Brown)


The relationship ends. No drama. It was. It's not. No one is sad. Best damn relationship she's had. The girl starts to realize life has jacked her up. And fixes it. Every bad day just a bridge to a new existence.

Flashback: Tymps (the sick in the head song) (Fiona Apple)


The rest of the story. Well. She realizes something. Her friends. Her family. That's her joy. She stops pushing. Love for her? Maybe too elusive. We see her at a friend's wedding. Happy. Peaceful. At one with life. Rejoicing in what love exists in the world as the couple expresses commitment.

Wedding: Every Little Thing He Does Is Magic (Shawn Colvin)


She gets one more shot at love. It seems perfect. But not stable. At first, they waltz together, but the music keeps changing. Her hope conflicts with her reason. Sand. The rock is on sand. Betrayal. Love eludes her. Again. Forever.

Love Scene: O' Sailor (Fiona Apple)


Smash this together. Births of babies to friends and families. Deaths at work. The whole scheme of human life. And the rock walking among it, not really part, just touching it.

Birth of a Child: I Know (Unkown)


At first. Anger. Sadness. Grief. Despair. Then, she finds her place. Her home. Alongside. Smiling Supporter. Days take meaning again. Her joy through other's joys. Lifting each baby with love, not longing. The rock returns. Breathes. Lives. Resurrects.

Final Battle: The First Taste (Fiona Apple)


Her life goes by like the words of a poem...Let me live in a house by the side of the road, Where the race of men go by- The men who are good and the men who are bad, As good and as bad as I. I would not sit in the scorner's seat. Nor hurl the cynic's ban- Let me live in a house by the side of the road, And be a friend to man -- Sam Foss

Death Scene: I Will (Allison Krauss)


In a quiet moment. The scenes of life pass like ghosts under a foreground of the Rock sitting quietly. Now old. But happy. Sense of hopefulness. Sense of joy. We meet her niece - very similar - a feeling of second chance in a new generation. A goodbye to past. Until the morrow.

Funeral Song: Goodbye until tomorrow (The Last 5 Years)


Folks. Sign on now. I smell Sundance....The niece stands amidst photo albums. Smiling at smiling faces. Lives that passed by only to leave a photo in the life that left no mark.

End Credits: I Think of You (Gregory Charles)


And that's me. Creatively expressed. With some creative license, of course. In other words, it's a story loosely based on a story I once wrote in my journal.

10 comments:

Sarah Cate said...

Four words: Best Dance Sequence Ever.

I'm listening to that obsessively now.

glo said...

With that - all my dreams for this post have been fulfilled. *big grin*

this music is cool!

Anonymous said...

Memes should mutate. And I gotta get caught up on some music.

glo said...

Wicked is on of the best life metaphors around. I have used it at every juncture and never found it lacking.

Thanks for the praise. And if I can do it, most trained amoeba can do it.

glo said...

I just listened to the birth of a child track in that context, and it brought a tear to my eye.

This may be my proudest post ever. Now I'm listening to the final battle track and it has this great "heaven can't wait forever" line. Really. This is fabulous.

glo said...

Yes, I'm having a conversation with myself. I'm at the funeral song - and apparently my ego expects quite a lengthy affair. I apologize to the mourners. There will be cake in the vestibule. And some kind of mid-affair luncheon so that you can have something to do while this song goes on and on...

omar said...

huh.

glo said...

Music is cool, Omar.

Anonymous said...

Music is cool. It's just that I'm at work, and not everyone here feels the same way. So I'm not fully appreciating this. I applaud the incredible effort it must have taken, though.

You are cool, Glo.

chchoo said...

I'm so happy to see all the Fiona Apple songs on your soundtrack. I spent a couple of months addicted to Extraordinary Machine as I drove to and from work every day. One of the best albums I've ever heard.

Have you tried Damien Rice "O"?