Wednesday 18 November 2015

TWO FOR THE MONEY - SAND


TWO FOR THE MONEY - SAND
SANDS OF GUADAMAR
 
JIMI HENDRIX - Castles Made of Sand

Saw a pictue on a wall last week of the Sands of Guadamar a place just up from me. It made me think that the name has to sound right in a song. If you know what I mean. The Sands of Torrievieja or the Sands of Nairn just don't do it. But the Sands of Guadamar hits the spot. Funny what gives you the spark. Hope you like my Sandy effort below. (based on actual events of course)
 
PATSY CLINE - Love Letters in the Sand
SANDS OF GUADAMAR
It was our first meeting together
we decided to go down to the beach
we found a little place in a corner
close to the sea but out of its reach
the restaurant was bustling with laughter
we looked up in awe at the blue Spanish sky
the smell of freshly cooked garlic
and the sounds of a gull in the sky

some days are born to remember
most just fade and you forget
that day will stay with me forever
us sitting in that restaurant bar

on the sands of Guadamar


Together we checked the simple menu
an aperitif of chilled Rosado wine
we both went for the house specialties
but everything on that menu looked fine 
crispy chipitoes, calamari de Romano
salade mixta and loads of potatas frites
it was a mouth watering explosion
as we both prepared for the feast

some days are born to remember
most just fade and you forget
that day will stay with me forever
us dining in that restaurant bar

on the sands of Guadamar


Maybe it was because of her company
could have been the smell of the sea
but we finished that second bottle
and were soon into pink nectar three
it was then i looked in her eyes
she laughed and giggled at my line
I said I’m falling in love you
she said you've drank too much wine

some days are born to remember
most just fade and you forget
that day will stay with me forever
us laughing in that restaurant bar

on the sands of Guadamar

Saturday 7 November 2015

Salt N Pepa - 'Push It'


Saturday Night Jukebox....
Everyone's got a guilty pleasure







Salt-N-Pepa - 'Push It' (1987)

This post has been pending for almost a year! It came to mind when I was still pregnant with little Shell Hunter about 8 months ago. I was in full on nesting mode, frantically getting everything ready for her arrival. One of the things that was on my mind a lot was the all important "playlist" for during my labour. I was in a dilemma. Was I seeing it through rose tinted specs, her popping out to I Was Made To Love Her by Stevie Wonder? Or would one of my favourite songs be forever tinted with the painful memory that I couldn't stomach listening to it again? I wasn't prepared to take that risk! I didn't make a playlist as such but London Scouser and I did put together a few songs current to the time. For example: Return To Sender by Elvis which was playing in Frankie and Benny's for one of our last lunches together before the big day, Always The Sun by The Stranglers which I heard in the car on one of the many journeys to the tip and Push It by Salt N Pepa. A colleague at work joked this should be on my labour playlist when it came on one day at work. It really made me chuckle thinking how apt it would be!

In the end, when the big day came, we did listen to the playlist a couple of times but I decided I wanted something more random and leave it to chance what she was born to. I was adamant I wanted Absolute 80s on but because of the gas and air I was on, I was totally spaced out and songs started merging together! It did help getting me into my happy place zone though and I firmly believe it played a big part in me coping so well, not needing any pain relief!

I enjoy hearing about other people's birthing songs. It is such an unforgettable event that whether you like the song or not, you will always remember it. Flycasual's first son was born to Lets Hear It For The Boy by Deniece Williams, which came on the hospital radio. A friend of mine said the docs put Abba on during their cesarean which lightened the mood. Anyone else have any memorable songs?

So to finally reveal what 80s song little Shell Hunter was born to (sadly I was a little disappointed when London Scouser told me as ironically after all I've said, I didn't even remember!) .....

............Prince's 1999!

Catch up with more tracks from my Saturday Night Jukebox posts here or playlist below, full of Guilty Pleasures, everyone's got one!