A song a day every day of my 25th year. I try to profile lesser-known and/or Canadian artists. My favourite genre is folk, and I generally go with whatever mood moves me that day. Some posts discuss the history of the artist or song and some are my reflections on the choice.
Showing posts with label Ingrid Michaelson. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Ingrid Michaelson. Show all posts
September 7, 2011
Ingrid Michaelson ~ Maybe
It's time.
I'm going through everything I've gone through this year.
I'm cleaning out my mental closet, and donating those things I no longer need to good will.
With the subtle hints to and clinging onto my catalyst for the amazing journey I've had this year... well, this song is only fitting.
I don't believe it, though. I'll admit, I think about that moment when we do meet on some city street somewhere. His face ingrained in my mind, I'll have this vague feeling of familiarity with an otherwise stranger. And I doubt he'll recognize this beautiful soul he opened up for the world.
Perhaps that is a shame. Wouldn't life be better if we knew EXACTLY how we improved the lives of the people we touched?
But, in the end, knowing I'll have an affect on people doesn't inspire me to keep trying to do just that. The best mystery of life is that we'll never actually know what we did or how we did it, but yet we always do change the course of life for so many people that we come across. I enjoy the mystery and hope that it's always for the better...At least that's why I try to always leave with gratitude...and if not, look back on those devils as lessons learned...
May 14, 2011
Ingrid Michaelson - You and I
As entertaining as my spring has been, I like the idealism of this song, and still believe in falling in love...
....if only love could actually pay the bills!
"well you might be a bit confused
and you might be a little bit bruised
but baby how we spoon like no one else
so I will help you read those books
if you will soothe my worried looks
and we will put the lonesome on the shelf"
And then, when that happens, love will produce more wealth than necessary. So:
let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
then, with the stamping feet, clapping hands and lack of strings:
"oh, lets get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France
let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let's get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there you and I, you and I, you and I"
This is a sweet song...by a sweet songstress. I like it! :-D
....if only love could actually pay the bills!
"well you might be a bit confused
and you might be a little bit bruised
but baby how we spoon like no one else
so I will help you read those books
if you will soothe my worried looks
and we will put the lonesome on the shelf"
And then, when that happens, love will produce more wealth than necessary. So:
let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
then, with the stamping feet, clapping hands and lack of strings:
"oh, lets get rich and buy our parents homes in the south of France
let's get rich and give everybody nice sweaters
and teach them how to dance
let's get rich and build our house on a mountain
making everybody look like ants
from way up there you and I, you and I, you and I"
This is a sweet song...by a sweet songstress. I like it! :-D
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