Monday, May 19, 2025

When sci-fi becomes real, an Open Book blog hop post

 

Welcome to Open Book Blog Hop. You can find us every Monday talking about the writing life. I hope you'll check out all the posts: you'll find the links at the bottom of this post.

What sci-fi invention would you like to make real?

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My first thought when I saw this question was that I'd love to have a Replicator. You know, the Star Trek device that you can just tell what you want to eat and it makes it? 

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As a child with no interest in cooking, but a lot of interest in snacks, this seemed like heaven to me. But, these days I've got my doubts. So many cool ideas have been badly executed by companies looking to make profits soar by cutting quality and service, I'm afraid we'd end up with something more Douglas Adams than Gene Rodenberry. Instead of "Earl Grey, piping hot" we'd get something "almost, but not quite, entirely unlike tea."

 

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A lot of scifi, for all its interest in gadgets and technology, has an underlying message about the dangers of relying on it. From Ray Bradbury's smart house horror, to the Matrix, we see again and again how something that seems like it's there to make your life easier can be a trap. At the very least, there's an element of "be careful what you wish for." 

Flying cars seemed pretty cool until it was my kid getting a driver's license. When that happened, I was pretty glad we were still tied to the ground for car travel. 

Still…I might risk it. For a holodeck :-) How about you? What scifi invention would you want in real life if you could have it?

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Wednesday, May 7, 2025

What Writers Fear: an IWSG post

 

      


Welcome to the first Wednesday of the month. You know what that means! It's time to let our insecurities hang out. Yep, it's the Insecure Writer's Support Group blog hop. If you're a writer at any stage of career, I highly recommend this blog hop as a way to connect with other writers for support, sympathy, ideas, and networking. If you're a reader, it's a great way to peek behind the curtain of a writing life.

Our Twitter handle is @TheIWSG and hashtag is #IWSG. The awesome co-hosts for the May 7 posting of the IWSG are Feather Stone, Janet Alcorn, Rebecca Douglass, Jemima Pett, and Pat Garcia!

This month's question:

May 7 question -
Some common fears writers share are rejection, failure, success, and lack of talent or ability. What are your greatest fears as a writer? How do you manage them?

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This is an interesting question because I don't have a ready answer. 
 
Rejection? I'm not especially afraid of rejection--I find that the more I submit my work, the less an individual rejection hurts, and plenty of rejections have helped me by making me re-examine the work and improve it. (I have a goal this year of submitting my work 100 times in 2025 and I've already done 47, and collected 22 rejections and 2 sales so far).
 
Failure? Success? Failure and success are only partly up to me, and I've accepted that some of that is out of my control. I have hopes, but not really fears about this. I work to make my writing as strong and meaningful as it can be, and seek opportunities to get it in front of readers, but I don't drive myself crazy wondering if I'll ever make a million bucks or anything like that.
 
Lack of talent or ability? I believe in my own talent and ability, more often than I don't. (I read somewhere that a writer needs a mixture of humility and chutzpah to make it, and I always try to cultivate that balance). 
 
So what does scare me as a writer?
 
Maybe, running out of time? I have SO MANY ideas for stories, projects, series, poems, essays, books, etc. Some of them are started; others I've seen to fruition; and lots and lots of them are waiting for their moment in the sun when they become the "main project" and get my full focus. 
 
I just had a birthday--number 54, if you're wondering--and if I follow the pattern of women in my family, that gives me about 35 more years on this side of the soil. I can only take care of myself and hope that I get all 35 years and that I get them in sound mind and body that lets me continue to create. (so there's a second sub-fear: losing my cognitive or physical abilities and being unable to write).
 
That makes me a little driven. Unwilling to "waste" time. Sometimes it makes me resentful of other responsibilities (like the day job) because those are hours that could be spent developing all these ideas. 
 
So far as fears go, it's not debilitating. Just sort of …motivating. How about you? Do fears hold you back in your creative life? I'd love to hear about in the comments.  


 
 
 
 

Thursday, May 1, 2025

AtoZ Wrap and Reflections:


 

Thank you to everyone who followed along with my journey through Songs of my Heart. There's an eclectic collection of music in there. Here's the list: 

 Aha Me a Riddle I Day by Laura Love

Bidi Bidi Bom Bom by Selena

Creep by Post Modern Jukebox

Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog

Eat it! by Weird Al Yankovic

Fine Again by Seether 

Good Night Irene by the Weavers 

Hurt by Johnny Cash

I'm Shipping Up to Boston by the Dropkick Murphys

Jolene by Dolly Parton 

Karma Chameleon by Culture Club 

Lotta True Crime by Penelope Scott 

Main Character by Will Wood 

Nowhere Fast from Streets of Fire 

Over and Over by Rio Romeo 

Pa-pa-ya! by Baby Metal

Qué será será by Doris Day 

Respect by Aretha Franklin

Someone Keeps Moving my Chair by They Might be Giants

Tank! by Yoko Kanno and Seatbelts

U-Mass by the Pixies

Veronica by Elvis Costello

Wellerman by Nathan Evans

Xanadu by Olivia Newton-John

You Oughta Know by Alanis Morissette 

Zombie by the Cranberries

I had a goal of visiting all the participating blogs at least once. I made it! Though there were a few I couldn't comment on--tech issues and one that didn't allow comments. It's always a lot of fun to see what kinds of themes others came up with. A few of my favorites were: 

 

Wednesday, April 30, 2025

Z: Zombie by the Cranberries


 Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: Zombie by the Cranberries.  (If my embedded video won't work, you can listen at this link).

 

This is one of those songs that blew me away when I first heard it. The versatility of Dolores O'Riordan's voice, going from quiet sweetness to angry growling to hiccuping accusation against that AMAZING base line. I've heard more Irish musicians since, but when this song was new, I had only hear folk ballad kinds of Irish music. I didn't even know what the song meant at first, but it pulled at something in me and made me want to stand up and fight. 

I've since learned more about the historical events she's referencing, the bombings in Ireland, and my personal belief is that the "zombies" are us--the people who know and don't do anything, who follow orders blindly. Which makes it a cogent song all over again, in my own country this time.

lyrics from AtoZ

Another head hangs lowly
Child is slowly taken
And the violence caused such silence
Who are we mistaken

But you see it's not me
It's not my family
In your head, in your head
They are fighting
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head
They are cryin'

In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey, hey, oh

Dou, dou, dou, dou
Dou, dou, dou, dou
Dou, dou, dou, dou
Dou, dou, dou, dou

Another mother's breakin'
Heart is taking over
When the violence causes silence
We must be mistaken

It's the same old theme
Since nineteen-sixteen
In your head, in your head
They're still fightin'
With their tanks and their bombs
And their bombs and their guns
In your head, in your head
They are dyin'

In your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey
What's in your head, in your head
Zombie, zombie, zombie, hey, hey, hey
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey, oh, ya, ya-a

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Tuesday, April 29, 2025

Y: You Oughta Know by Alanis Morissette

Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: You Oughta Know by Alanis Morissette.  (If my embedded video won't work, you can listen at this link).

 

This is best break-up song. The anger. The refusal to be quiet, to roll over, to take it without protest. The sarcasm in "I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother." Damn. The acid. The emotion in it is what really sells it.

It's been a long time since I needed an angsty break-up song, thank goodness (my second husband has been mine for 19 years and I still enjoy his company), but I still love this song when I feel cheated or overlooked or resentful or any of those "bad break-up" kinds of feelings, regardless of context. 

Lyrics from AtoZ:

I want you to know, that I'm happy for you
I wish nothing but the best for you both
An older version of me
Is she perverted like me?
Would she go down on you in a theatre?
Does she speak eloquently?
And would she have your baby?
I'm sure she'd make a really excellent mother

'Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me
You'd hold me until you died?
'Til you died, but you're still alive

And I'm here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

You seem very well, things look peaceful
I'm not quite as well, I thought you should know
Did you forget about me, Mr. Duplicity?
I hate to bug you in the middle of dinner
It was a slap in the face how quickly I was replaced
And are you thinking of me when you f*ck her?

'Cause the love that you gave that we made
Wasn't able to make it enough for you to be open wide, no
And every time you speak her name
Does she know how you told me
You'd hold me until you died?
'Til you died, but you're still alive

And I'm here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

'Cause the joke that you laid in the bed that was me
And I'm not gonna fade, as soon as you close your eyes
And you know it
And every time I scratch my nails down someone else's back
I hope you feel it
Well, can you feel it?

Well, I'm here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

Why I'm here, to remind you
Of the mess you left when you went away
It's not fair, to deny me
Of the cross I bear that you gave to me
You, you, you oughta know

 
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Monday, April 28, 2025

X: Xanadu by Olivia Newton-John


 Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: Xanadu by Olivia Newton John.  (If my embedded video won't work, you can listen at this link).

 

 

For a little while there, when I was an older kid, but not yet a teenager, Olivia Newton-John was the it girl. I knew her from her song "Let's Get Physical" which I thought was about exercise and from her stint as Sandra Dee in the movie Grease. I remember hearing about the movie Xanadu, but no one took me to see it. The song was all over the radio, but mostly, I heard the movie was awful, and my mom was shocked that Gene Kelly was in it. 

I didn't see the movie until last year, when it came to the Carolina Theatre of Durham, renowned for its retro film series. Sweetman and I are regulars. And…it wasn't the kind of awful I was expecting. It was more a near-miss kind of thing. Lots of potential there--kind of a fun concept of the Muses coming to contemporary society and one of them deciding to inspire the opening of a nightclub: Xanadu. And this bit where she had inspired Gene Kelly's character when he was young, then came back around. But the acting is overall pretty wooden and you could drive entire trucks through the logic gaps.

 Gene Kelly could still move at age 67 though, even on roller skates. 

Lyrics from AtoZ:

A place where nobody dared to go

The love that we came to know

They call it Xanadu

(The days you cried can't be denied)

And now, open your eyes and see

What we have made is real

We are in Xanadu

(The dream in you, they offer you)


A million lights are dancing

And there you are, a shooting star

An everlasting world

And you're here with me, eternally


Xanadu

Xanadu (Now we are here)

In Xanadu (Xanadu)

Xanadu

Xanadu (Now we are here)

In Xanadu


Xanadu, your neon lights will shine

For you, Xanadu


The love, the echoes of long ago

You needed the world to know

They are in Xanadu

(The love you gave, you'll dream away)

The dream that came through a million years

That lived on through all the tears

It came to Xanadu

(The dream in you, they offer you)


A million lights are dancing

And there you are, a shooting star

An everlasting world

And you're here with me, eternally


Xanadu

Xanadu (Now we are here)

In Xanadu (Xanadu)

Xanadu

Xanadu (Now we are here)

In Xanadu (Xanadu, Xanadu)


Now that I'm here, now that you're near

In Xanadu

Now that I'm here, now that you're near

In Xanadu

Xanadu

 

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Saturday, April 26, 2025

W: Wellerman by Nathan Evans

 

 

Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: Wellerman by Nathan Evans.  (If my embedded video won't work, you can listen at this link).

 

There was a minute during the pandemic when everyone was into Sea Shanties. Anyone remember that? Well, I still have this one on my "get stuff done" playlist. The rhythm of it is GREAT for working, which was the point. I feel like groups of men singing together don't get enough notice. It can be amazing to listen to. So sign me up for more sea shanties and more dwarven ballads from the Hobbit!

Lyrics from AtoZ

There once was a ship that put to sea
The name of the ship was the Billy of Tea
The winds blew up, her bow dipped down
O blow, my bully boys, blow (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

She'd not been two weeks from shore
When down on her, a right whale bore
The captain called all hands and swore
He'd take that whale in tow (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

Da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da

Before the boat had hit the water
The whale's tail came up and caught her
All hands to the side, harpooned and fought her
When she dived down low (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

No line was cut, no whale was freed
The Captain's mind was not of greed
But he belonged to the whaleman's creed
She took that ship in tow (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

Da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da, da-da-da-da-da
Da-da, da-da-da-da
Da-da-da-da-da-da

For forty days, or even more
The line went slack, then tight once more
All boats were lost, there were only four
But still that whale did go (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go

As far as I've heard, the fight's still on
The line's not cut and the whale's not gone
The Wellerman makes his regular call
To encourage the Captain, crew, and all (Huh!)

Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go
Soon may the Wellerman come
To bring us sugar and tea and rum
One day, when the tonguin' is done
We'll take our leave and go  

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Friday, April 25, 2025

V: Veronica by Elvis Costello


 Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: Veronica by Elvis Costello.  (If my embedded video won't work, you can listen at this link).

 

I'm a little hit and miss with Elvis Costello. When I'm in the right mood, his hipster vibe and snarky attitude work for me. When I'm not, it's less fun. But I nearly always like this song when I hear it. 

The height of my enjoyment of Costello's music was his Mighty Like a Rose album, smack dab in the middle of my college years. This one was recorded in the later 1980s, so a bit before that album. 

Revisiting it now, especially with the video, it strikes me very differently, with commentary on aging and losing you used to be. But at least the singer remembers who she was and misses her (even if he's a little patronizing about it with that "pretty little head" nonsense). 

 Lyrics from Elvis Costello Wiki:

Is it all in that pretty little head of yours?
What goes on in that place in the dark?
Well, I used to know a girl and I would have sworn that her name was Veronica
Well, she used to have a carefree mind of her own and a delicate look in her eye
These days I'm afraid she's not even sure if her name is Veronica

(Chorus:)
Do you suppose that waiting hands on eyes, Veronica has gone to hide?
And all the time she laughs at those who shout her name and steal her clothes
Veronica
Veronica
Veronica

Did the days drag by? Did the favours wane?
Did he roam down the town all the time?
Will you wake from your dream with a wolf at the door, reaching out for Veronica?
Well it was all of sixty-five years ago
When the world was the street where she lived
And a young man sailed on a ship in the sea with a picture of Veronica

On the "Empress of India"
And as she closed her eyes upon the world
And picked upon the bones of last week's news
She spoke his name out loud again

(Repeat Chorus)

Veronica sits in her favourite chair, she sits very quiet and still
And they call her a name that they never get right
And if they don't, then nobody else will
But she used to have a carefree mind of her own, with a devilish look in her eye
Saying "You can call me anything you like, but my name is Veronica"

(Repeat Chorus)

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Thursday, April 24, 2025

U: U-Mass by the Pixies


 Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: U-Mass by the Pixies.  (If my embed doesn't work, listen at this link).

 

I can't remember how I found the Pixies. It was the early 90s and I was a college student, so new music was always landing in my lap without any effort on my part. I know I had this one on CD: Trompe le Monde. I also remember that my then-boyfriend, later-husband, later-ex-husband HATED it. 

I mean, I get it. The Pixies are not…melodic. They scream rather than sing in a traditional sense. But they do it with verve and style and sometimes screaming is just what's in my heart. Every once in a while, I'm walking around here, more than 30 years later and I just randomly say "University. Of. Massachusetts. Please." in just the cadence you hear in the song because something about it tickled my brain all those years ago and hasn't stopped. 

 I also love screaming "IT'S EDUCATIONAL" when I've had a rough life lesson I'd rather not have been forced to learn. Life is mean that way sometimes. 

 Lyrics from AtoZ: 

In the sleepy west of the woody east
Is a valley full, full o' pioneer
We're not just kids to say the least
We got ideas to us that's dear
Like capitalist, like communist
Like lots of things you've heard about
And redneckers, they get us pissed
And stupid stuff, it makes us shout
Oh, dance with me, oh, don't be shy
Oh, kiss me, cunt, oh, kiss me, cock
Oh, kiss the world, oh, kiss the sky
Oh, kiss my ass, oh, let it rock
Of the April birds and the May bee
Oh baby

It's educational!
It's educational!
It's educational!
It's educational!
It's educational!
It's educational!
It's educational!
It's educational!

University
Of Massachusetts, please
And here's the last five

It's educational!
It's educational!
It's educational!
It's educational!

It's!
It's educational!  


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Wednesday, April 23, 2025

T: Tank! by Yoko Kanno and Seatbelts


 Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: Tank! by Yoko Kanno and Seatbelts.  (If my embed doesn't work, listen at this link).

 

When my husband and I were first dating, he wooed me in part with music from Cowboy Bebop. It's an anime series from the late 90s about a group of bounty hunters in outer space. I highly recommend both that anime and the more recent live action version. Part of what makes both of them work is the music. Yoko Kanno creates across genres, conventions, and time periods to make exciting, unique, and gorgeous music. 

Tank! in particular remains on my "pump you up" playlist, when I need a jolt to get me going. It's mostly instrumental, so no lyrics to quote for you today. 

When Sweetman and I are facing a hard day, we still quote the opening lyric to each other: "I think it's time to blow this scene. Get everybody and the stuff together. Okay, 3-2-1, let's jam!" And then, it's all jazzy action music, drums and brass and style. LOVE IT. 


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Tuesday, April 22, 2025

S: Someone Keeps Moving my Chair by They Might be Giants

Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: Someone Keeps Moving my Chair by They Might be Giants.  (If my embed doesn't work, listen at this link).

 

I'm trying to remember how I first ran across They Might be Giants, and…I can't remember. I do remember calling their "Dial-a-Song" hotline as a college student (early 1990s), so I've known about them at least that long. I enjoy a LOT of their music: quirky, weird little songs about anything and everything. Usually peppy and catchy and fun. Their album Flood is one I have completely memorized. 

This particular song helps me laugh at myself when I find I'm getting all worked up about something relatively minor. I mean, jut use a different chair, right? Or move it back? 

Lyrics from this might be a wiki:


 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 


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Monday, April 21, 2025

R: Respect by Aretha Franklin


 Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: Respect by Aretha Franklin.  (If my embedded video won't work, you can listen at this link).

 

From time to time, you just need a woman power anthem, and this song delivers. Empowerment in a loud and proud demand to be treated well by your partner, or just in general. Amazing how a gender flip took a song about traditional patriarchy and completely revised it. I mean, does anyone even ever listen to the Otis Redding version anymore? For a long time, I didn't even know it existed. 

Lyrics from AtoZ

What you want
Baby, I got it
What you need
Do you know I got it?

All I'm askin'
Is for a little respect
When you come home
(just a little bit)
Hey, baby
(just a little bit)
When you get home
(just a little bit)
Mister
(just a little bit)

I ain't gonna do you wrong
While you're gone
Ain't gonna do you wrong
'Cause I don't wanna

All I'm askin'
Is for a little respect
When you come home
(just a little bit)
Baby
(just a little bit)
When you get home
(just a little bit)
Yeah
(just a little bit)

I'm about to give you all of my money
And all I'm askin' in return, honey
Is to give me my propers
When you get home

(just a, just a, just a, just a)
Yeah, baby
(just a, just a, just a, just a)
When you get home
(just a little bit)
Yeah
(just a little bit)

Ooh, your kisses
Sweeter than honey
And guess what?
So is my money

All I want you to do for me
Is give it to me when you get home
(re, re, re ,re)
Yeah, baby
(re, re, re ,re)
Whip it to me
(respect, just a little bit)
When you get home, now
(just a little bit)

R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Find out what it means to me
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
Take care, TCB

Oh (sock it to me, sock it to me
Sock it to me, sock it to me)
A little respect
(sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me, sock it to me)
Whoa, babe
(just a little bit)
A little respect
(just a little bit)

I get tired
(just a little bit)
Keep on tryin'
(just a little bit)
You're runnin' out of foolin'
(just a little bit)
And I ain't lyin'
(just a little bit)

(re, re, re, re) 'spect
When you come home
(re, re, re, re)
Or you might walk in
(respect, just a little bit)
And find out I'm gone
(just a little bit)
I got to have
(just a little bit)  

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Saturday, April 19, 2025

Q: Qué será será by Doris Day


 Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: Qué será será by Doris Day.  (If my embedded video won't work, you can listen at this link).

 

Doris Day was quite a performer, an actress/singer whose work I enjoyed with my mother when I was young and have turned back to more recently, and this is a song that became strongly associated with her. Usually, it's a somewhat wistful ditty (listen to that version here), but when she sang it as part of her role in The Man Who Knew Too Much, it became embued with so much more--desperation, anger, fear, pressure to seem to be doing one thing while actually doing another. It's an amazing bit of acting through song, so this is now my favorite version of the song. 

Lyrics from lyrics.com: 

When I was just a little girl

I asked my mother, what will I be

Will I be pretty

Will I be rich

Here's what she said to me


Que será, será

Whatever will be, will be

The future's not ours to see

Que será, será

What will be, will be


When I grew up and fell in love

I asked my sweetheart, what lies ahead

Will we have rainbows

Day after day

Here's what my sweetheart said


Que será, será

Whatever will be, will be

The future's not ours to see

Que será, será

What will be, will be


Now I have children of my own

They ask their mother, what will I be

Will I be handsome

Will I be rich

I tell them tenderly


Que será, será

Whatever will be, will be

The future's not ours to see

Que será, será

What will be, will be

Que será, será

 


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Friday, April 18, 2025

P: Pa Pa Ya! by Baby Metal

 

Welcome AtoZ-ers and other blog friends! This month I'm participating in the AtoZ blogging challenge, and you'll see a post every day (except Sundays) about one of the Songs of my Heart. Today's edition: Pa Pa Ya! by Baby Metal.  (If my embedded video won't work, you can listen at this link).

 

Overall, I'm more punk than heavy metal, but there are moods, you know. And sometimes only metal will do. Baby Metal is one of my favorites because they intermix cute femininity and bad ass anger in a way that sometimes is just exactly what my brain needed.

Recently I got to go to one of their concerts with the youngest kiddo and damn, but they put on a good stage show, too! It was a really great night.

Since I don't speak any Japanese, it's all just feels and vibe for me. But in case you want to know what the song's words mean, this is what I found:

romanized Japanese lyrics from Genius


Papa papaya

Papa papaya

Papa papaya

Papa papaya

Papa papa papa papaya

Papa papa papa papaya

Papa papa papa papaya

Papa papa papa papaya


[Verse 1: Su-Metal, F.HERO]

Saikyou de saikou tte sainou ka? You know what?

(Papa papa papa papaya)

Zenshin to zenrei de onore wo kogase

(Papa papa papa papaya)


[Pre-Chorus: Su-Metal, F.HERO]

Bring it on bring it!

(Papa papaya)

Bring it on bring it!

(Papa papaya)

Bring bring bring bring it!

(Papa papaya)

Bring bring bring bring it!


[Chorus: Su-Metal, Moa-Metal]

Matsuri da! Matsuri da!

SPICY SUMMER SONG SONG

Matsuri da! Matsuri da!

CRAZY SUMMER DANCE DANCE

Sawage! Sawage!

Sawage! YO! PA PA YA BOYS

Odore! Odore!

Odore! PA! PA! PA PA YA GIRLS

PAPAYA!!

PAPAYA!!

English translation from lyricstranslate


Is your talent the best yet strongest? You know what?

Let yourself lit on fire, all through your body and soul!

 

Bring it on bring it!

Bring it on bring it!

Bring bring bring bring it!

Bring bring bring bring it!

 

It's the festival! It's the festival!

SPICY SUMMER SONG SONG

It's the festival! It's the festival!

CRAZY SUMMER DANCE DANCE

Make it loud! Make it loud!

Make it loud! YO! PA PA YA BOYS

Dance! Dance!

Dance! PA! PA! PA PA YA GIRLS

PAPAYA!!

PAPAYA!!


Best yet strongest, bring them on! You know what?

Let themselves lit on fire, all through its desperate situation!

 

Bring it on bring it!

Bring it on bring it!

Bring bring bring bring it!

Bring bring bring bring it!


It's the festival! It's the festival!

CRAZY SUMMER BOY BOYS!

It's the festival! It's the festival!

SPICY SUMMER GIRL GIRLS!

Make it loud! Make it loud!

Make it loud! YO! PA PA YA SONG

Dance! Dance!

Dance! PA! PA! PA PA YA DANCE

PAPAYA!!

PAPAYA!!


Rap, Rap, Molam, Rock, Rock

Let the fortunes bring something to us, knock, knock!

Life is like a Chocolate Box Box

Mix and mash up like Papaya-Pok-Pok

Knock, knock, knock, struggling

Pound our lives with some happiness and sadness

Papaya needs to be pound hard

So it can be yummy, crispy and delicious

Live your life fast like Thailand rider.

Make your life feels hot and spicy cause this is summer!

“I was Lightning Before the Thunder

Som-tam and Sashimi we’re gonna have some fun.

Baby, girls, Hanaka

Go order your bikinis from Lazada

Jumpin' in the Pool La La La

Let the sunburn. We’re gonna PAPAYA


Bring it on bring it!

Bring it on bring it!

Bring bring bring bring it!


It's the festival! It's the festival!

SPICY SUMMER SONG SONG

It's the festival! It's the festival!

CRAZY SUMMER DANCE DANCE


Dance! Make it loud!

Dance! Make it loud!

Dance! Make it loud!


Make it loud! PA! PA! PARTY TIME!

PAPAYA!!

PAPAYA!!

PAPAYA!!

PAPAYA!!





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