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Aucune résolution pour 2008, pour  moi. Aucun bilan pour 2007 non plus. Simplement un souhait, utopique s’il en est. Mais… si on commençait par y mettre du sien, dans sa cour, sa famille, son entourage?  Embarquez-vous?

What’s wrong with the world, Mama?
People livin’ like they ain’t got no mamas
I think the whole world addicted to the drama
Only attracted to things that’ll bring you trauma
Overseas, yeah, we (they) try to stop terrorism
But we (they) still got terrorists here (there) livin’
In the USA, the big CIA
The Bloods and The Crips and the KKK

But if you only have love for your own race
Then you only leave space to discriminate
And to discriminate only generates hate
And when you hate then you’re bound to get irate
, yeah
Badness is what you demonstrate
And that’s exactly how anger works and operates

Now, you gotta have love just to set it straight
Take control of your mind and meditate
Let your soul gravitate to the love
, y’all, y’all

People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt can you hear them cryin’?
Can you practice what you preach?
And would you turn the other cheek?

Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love? (Love)
Where is the love? (The love)
Where is the love? (The love)
Where is the love? The love, the love

It just ain’t the same, always unchanged
New days are strange, is the world insane?
If love and peace is so strong
Why are there pieces of love that don’t belong
Nations droppin’ bombs
Chemical gasses fillin’ lungs of little ones
With the ongoin’ sufferin’ as the youth die young
So ask yourself is the lovin’ really gone
So I can ask myself really what is goin’ wrong
In this world that we livin’ in people keep on givin’ in
Makin’ wrong decisions, only visions of them dividends
Not respectin’ each other, deny thy brother
A war is goin’ on but the reason’s undercover
The truth is kept secret, it’s swept under the rug
If you never know truth then you never know love

Where’s the love, y’all, come on (I don’t know)
Where’s the truth, y’all, come on (I don’t know)
Where’s the love, y’all( come on yeah)

People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt, can you hear them cryin’?
Can you practice what you preach?
And would you turn the other cheek?

Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love? (Love)
Where is the love? (The love)
Where is the love? (The love)
Where is the love? The love, the love

I feel the weight of the world on my shoulder
As I’m gettin’ older, y’all, people gets colder
Most of us only care about money makin’
Selfishness got us followin’ the wrong direction
Wrong information always shown by the media
Negative images, it’s the main criteria
Infecting the young minds faster than bacteria
Kids want to act like what they see in the cinema

Yo’, whatever happened to the values of humanity?
Whatever happened to the fairness in equality?

Instead in spreading love we’re spreading animosity
Lack of understanding, leading lives away from unity
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ under
That’s the reason why sometimes I’m feelin’ down
There’s no wonder why sometimes I’m feelin’ under (so ask yourself)
Gotta keep my faith alive till love is found

People killin’, people dyin’
Children hurt, can you hear them cryin’?
Can you practice what you preach?
And would you turn the other cheek?

Father, Father, Father help us
Send us some guidance from above
‘Cause people got me, got me questionin’
Where is the love? (Love)

Where is the love? (The love)
Where is the love? (The love)
Where is the love? (The love)

Where is the love? (The love)
Where is the love? (The love)
Where is the love? (The love)
 

© Black Eyed Peas, 2003

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J’aime les chants de Noël. Pas trop longtemps d’avance, on s’entend, mais plus la fête approche, plus j’aime les écouter, les chanter, ça m’aide à me mettre dans l’ambiance.  Et l’une des chansons de Noël que je préfère, ne figure pas parmi les chants traditionnels ou les cantiques. C’est la version contemporaine du souhait millénaire Paix aux hommes de bonne volonté, si on porte attention aux paroles. Et ce soir, j’avais envie de vous l’offrir, qui que vous soyez qui me lisez, où que vous soyez.     

 

Grown-up Christmas list
(Amy Grant)

Do you remember me?
I sat upon your knee;
I wrote to you
With childhood fantasies.

Well, I’m all grown-up now,
And still need help somehow.
I’m not a child,
But my heart still can dream.

So here’s my lifelong wish,
My grown-up Christmas list.
Not for myself,
But for a world in need.

No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts.
And everyone would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end.
This is my grown-up Christmas list.

As children we believed
The grandest sight to see
Was something lovely
Wrapped beneath our tree.

Well heaven surely knows
That packages and bows
Can never heal
A hurting human soul.

No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts.
And everyone would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end.
This is my grown-up Christmas list.

What is this illusion called the innocence of youth?
Maybe only in our blind belief can we ever find the truth.

No more lives torn apart,
That wars would never start,
And time would heal all hearts.
And everyone would have a friend,
And right would always win,
And love would never end, oh.
This is my grown-up Christmas list.
This is my only lifelong wish .
This is my grown-up Christmas list.

Paroles et musique : David Foster et Linda Thompson Jenner, 1990

Les radios tournent et retournent Grace Kelly et j’avoue que c’est cette chanson qui m’a fait vouloir en savoir davantage.  Comme les Renaud-Bray et Archambault de ce monde offrent la possiblité d’écouter à l’avance les pistes d’un album qu’on envisage de se procurer, j’en profite. Ainsi naquit mon plus récent coup de coeur, qui tourne en boucle depuis plus de deux mois : 

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À mon humble avis, n’importe quelle piste de cet album est un numéro 1 potentiel. Impossible de ne pas tomber dans une marmite de bonne humeur en l’écoutant. Mais là où j’ai littéralement craqué, c’est avec cette chanson, qui est devenue l’hymne à ma croisade pour le droit aux rondes/grosses/pulpeuses/voluptueuses qu’on les trouve, elles aussi, belles :

Et voici comment il appuie ma «croisade» (cliquez sur l’extrait intitulé Big Girl (you are Beautiful) et remarquez les danseuses à la fin, et osez soutenir devant moi qu’elles ne sont pas belles!)

Eh oui, je suis forcée de l’admettre : je suis déjà une fan finie de Mika… ça se voit, dites?

The Beatles – Dear Prudence

Parfois, on entend une chanson des centaintes de fois, sans y faire trop attention.  Et un jour, entre dans notre vie quelqu’un qui, par ce qu’il est, s’en approprie le texte, sans le savoir. Et on réentend la chanson, et on sait que plus jamais on ne pourra la dissocier de cette personne. Ce billet est mon premier billet hommage-musical à un blogueur.  Et c’est lui qui me l’a inspiré. 

Bonne écoute.

Dear Prudence
(Lennon/McCartney)

Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), won’t you come out to play?
Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It’s beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), won’t you come out to play?

Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), open up your eyes
Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), see the sunny skies
The wind is low, the birds will sing
That you are part of everything
Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), won’t you open up your eyes?

Look around round
Look around round round
Look around

Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), let me see you smile
Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), like a little child
The clouds will be a daisy chain
So let me see you smile again
Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), won’t you let me see you smile?

Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), won’t you come out to play?
Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), greet the brand new day
The sun is up, the sky is blue
It’s beautiful and so are you
Dear Prudence (Dear Jocelyn), won’t you come out to play?

Maintenant, pour moi, cette chanson est devenue L’hymne à mon petit frère virtuel.

Bob Rivers -The twelve pains of Christmas

Tout le monde connait la chanson « The twelve days of Christmas ». À défaut d’avoir un bidule à musique qui puisse vous faire entendre ma parodie préférée de ladite chanson, je vous en offre les paroles… Bonne écoute et amusez-vous!

The Twelve Pains of Christmas –
Bob Rivers Comedy Corp
(sur l’air de The Twelve Days of Christmas)

The First Thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…is finding a Christmas tree.

The Second Thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…Rigging up the lights…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The Third Thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…hangovers…
…rigging up the lights…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The Fourth thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…sending Christmas cards…
…hangovers…
…rigging up the lights!…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The Fifth thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…five months of bills…
…sending Christmas cards…
…hangovers…
…rigging up the lights!!…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The Sixth thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…facing my in-laws…
…five months of bills…
…oy, I hate those Christmas cards…
…hangovers…
…rigging up these lights!!!…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The Seventh thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…The Salvation Army…
…facing my in-laws…
…five months of bills…
…sending Christmas cards…
…oh jeez…
…I’m trying to rig up these lights!!!!…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The Eighth thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…I want a transformer for Christmas!…
…charities..and what do you mean, YOUR in-laws?!?…
…five months of bills…
…uhh…making out these cards…
…Edith, get me a beer, huh?…
…What, we have NO EXTENSION CORDS?!?!…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The Ninth thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…finding parking spaces…
…Daddy, I want some candy!!!…
…Donations!…
…facing my in-laws…
…five months of bills…
…writing out those Christmas cards…
…hangovers…
…NOW WHY THE HELL ARE THEY BLINKING?!?!…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The Tenth thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…”Batteries not Included?”…
…no parking spaces…
…Buy me something!!!…
…Get a Job, You Bum!!…
…ohh…facing the in-laws…
…five months of bills…
…Yo-ho, Sending Christmas Cards!!…
…ah, jeez, look at this…
…ONE LIGHT GOES OUT, THEY ALL GO OUT!!!!…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The Eleventh thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…stale TV specials!!…
…batteries not included…
…no parking spaces…
…Mom, I gotta go to the bathroom!!…
…charities…
…she’s a witch, I hate her!…
…five months of bills…
…Oh, I don’t even KNOW half these people!!
…oh, who’s got the cherlet paper, huh?…
…GET A FLASHLIGHT, I BLEW A FUSE!!…
…and finding a Christmas tree.

The twelfth thing at Christmas that’s such a pain to me…
…singing Christmas carols…
…stale TV specials…
…batteries not included…
…no parking!…
…(baby crying)…
…charities…
…gotta make ‘em dinner…
…five months of bills…
…I’m not sending ‘em this year, that’s it!
…Shut Up, You!
…FINE, YOU’RE SO SMART, YOU RIG UP THE LIGHTS!…
…and finding a Christmas tree

Si WordPress ne s’amusait pas à bouffer les codes nécessaires pour mettre un extrait musical ici, c’est la chanson que j’aurais mise aujourd’hui.  Et je ne sais absolument pas pourquoi. Mais je me dis que ça peut peut-être encourager quelqu’un, en tout cas, ce serait cool…

Hold On

I know there is pain
Why do lock yourself up in these chains?
No one can change your life except for you
Don’t ever let anyone step all over you
Just open your heart and your mind
Is it really fair to feel this way inside?

Some day somebody’s gonna make you want to
Turn around and say goodbye
Until then baby are you gonna let them
Hold you down and make you cry
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know, things can change
Things will go your way
If you hold on for one more day
Can you hold on for one more day
Things will go your way
Hold on for one more day (one more day)

You could sustain
Or are you comfortable with the pain?
You’ve got no one to blame for your unhappiness
You got yourself into your own mess
Letting your worries pass you by
Baby don’t you think it’s worth your time
To change your mind?

Some day somebody’s gonna make you want to
Turn around and say goodbye
Until then baby are you gonna let them
Hold you down and make you cry
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know, things can change
Things will go your way
If you hold on for one more day
Can you hold on for one more day
Things will go your way
Hold on for one more day (one more day)

I know that there is pain
But you hold on for one more day
Break free from the chains
Yeah I know that there is pain
But you hold for one more day
Break free right from the chains

Some day somebody’s gonna make you want to
Turn around and say goodbye
Until then baby are you going to let them
Hold you down and make you cry
Don’t you know?
Don’t you know, things can change
Things will go your way
If you hold on for one more day, yeah
Can you hold on
Hold on Hold on
Hold on Hold on, baby hold on
Turn around, just turn around baby
Hold on for one more day,
Cause it’s gonna go your way…

©Wilson Philips (1990)