All I Want in 2018 Is…

from Lilrant

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…for sex education to be made mandatory in schools. In India. There’s a lot of people – a majority, in fact – that have no idea about even the anatomy of those nether regions. No wonder we are breeding like crazy. Birth control is something many people won’t even talk about.

…for the country to be a safer place for girls to live in. Can we please stop with the rape culture, already? It’s not culture if bacteria has more of it than you do.

…for people to act more human. I’ve seen animals show more humanity than most people. It’s just plain simple sad.

…for caste system and religious fanaticism and jihad to die. If you want something, talk about it. Don’t try to take claim by force. War, hatred and negativity isn’t the answer. It’s never been and never will be.

…for guys to stop trying to get…

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51 Weeks: 51 Songs From The Past: Week 41: Sia – Chandelier

from Hugh’s Views & News

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This week, I’m handing over the controls of my music time machine to my next guest blogger. Many of you may already know him as ‘Steve McSteveface’ but, when it comes to music, he’s one of the industries experts. So, without further ado, I’ll go and catch up on that pile of ironing while Steve takes you on a trip to 2014.

51 weeks 51 songs from the past poster

We’ve all done it so let’s start sharing them out! What song do you sing and dance around the kitchen too? If you’re not brave enough to dance around your kitchen then what song makes you sing and dance inside?

I would have to choose a song that is fast becoming one of my all-time favourites. It’s been number one in my end of year playlists twice and I’m quite sure will continue to feature highly for years to come. 

What’s the song? It’s “Chandelier”…

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A Semi-Literate Boy Named Bobby

I was a project kid, pretty but hard to make.

Most of the men I let into my life started in pursuit but stayed as teachers.

I was bright and gave my full attention to any man who was willing to teach me about the world of art.

The music I knew was the music of my parents and the other kids in the projects.

From my Father I got Porter Wagoner, Buck Owens, and Skeeter Davis.

From my Mother I got Dinah Shore and Kitty Wells.

From the other kids in the projects I got Motown.

With the music of Motown I learned I could dance and for me dancing is still spiritual.

Everyone said I moved like a black kid, and it was true.

Black folks were my friends and neighbors.

As far as I was concerned I was a Black kid with pale skin.

I figured that Blackness was as much about class as it is about race.

My friend Paul knew I knew my ‘place’ in Charleston’s antiquated class system and that I wanted out.

Paul lived in the rich part of Charleston; the historic district near Battery Park.

He invited me to lunch one especially bright spring day.

He poured tea and showed me a decorative plate that was inlaid with hundreds of shimmering butterfly wings.

Paul liked exquisite objects.

We stepped onto the patio that overlooked his garden and I brought a branch of wisteria to my nose.

Paul said that he wanted me to hear a record.

He said he wanted my opinion.

Then he placed the Beethoven Violin Concerto in D Minor on the turntable.

I heard the needle drop, and then a timpani followed by woodwinds.

I listened as Beethoven told me a story.

I had never heard a story more complex and profound.

It was more beautiful than anything I had ever seen or touched.

And I never stopped listening….

Beethoven Violin Concerto in D major, Op. 61

by Yehudi Menuhin, violin Wilhelm Furtwangler, cond Philharmonia Orchestra of London Recorded: 1953

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