Gary Numan / Cars

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Gary Numan / Cars

I’ve seen him twice, both times at the Cabaret Metro, in Chicago. Once with my friend, Carol S. He “contemporized” a bit with a little NIN edge (no dis to Big Black or Ministry intended), but it was a great show–both times. Thanks Carol. Oh yeah, thanks Gary. I love this song.

Ryan (animated short) by Chris Landreth and Ryan Larkin

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Ryan (animated short) by Chris Landreth and Ryan Larkin

Ryan, directed by Chris Landreth, is an animated tribute to Canadian animator Ryan Larkin. Thirty years ago, at the National Film Board of Canada, Ryan produced some of the most influential animated films of his time. In Ryan we hear the voice of Ryan Larkin and people who have known him, but these voices speak through strange, twisted, broken and disembodied 3D generated characters… people whose appearances are bizarre, humorous or disturbing. Although incredibly realistic and detailed, Ryan was created and animated without the use of live action footage, rotoscoping or motion capture…but instead from an original, personal, hand animated three-dimensional world which Chris calls ‘psychological realism’.

OVATION TV, ART LIKE NEVER BEFORE. TV LIKE NOTHING ELSE. http://www.ovationtv.com

https://www.nfb.ca/film/ryan

Talking Heads / I Get Wild/Wild Gravity

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Talking Heads / I Get Wild/Wild Gravity

Fooled around enough with numbers Let’s not be ourselves today Is it just my imagination? Is it just someones face?

Pleasantly out of proportion It’s hard to hold on to the ground Now I didn’t come to run And this is everything and gravity lets you down

I get wild, wizing up, I just can’t let go I get wild, when I get ready I can hardly talk Living lights, special lights yellow turns blue I get wild, it’s automatic and I can hardly move

Go ahead and pull the curtains Check to see if I’m still here Let me lose my perspective Something worth waiting for

Somewhere in South Carolina And gravity don’t mean a thing And all around the world, each and everyone Playing with a heart of steel

I get up, climbing out, how did I get home? I’ll survive the situation, somebody shut the door Beautiful, beautiful, climbing up the wall I get by on automatic, no surprise at all

No one here can recognize you Here is everything that you like Feelings without explanations Somethings are hard to describe

The sound of a cigarette burning A place there where everything spins And the sounds inside your mind is playing all the time Playing with a heart of steel

I get wild, wizing up, I just can’t let go I get wild, when I get ready I can hardly talk Living lights, special lights yellow turns blue I get wild, it’s automatic and I can hardly move

I get up, pushing up, how did I get home? I’ll survive the situation, somebody shut the door Shut the door, shut the door climbing up the wall I get by on automatic no surprise at all

Songwriters BYRNE, DAVID/WEYMOUTH, TINA/FRANTZ, CHRISTOPHER/HARRISON, JERRY

Read more: Talking Heads – I Get Wild / Wild Gravity Lyrics | MetroLyrics

The imagery of the words seem to play with the enterprise of the first moon shot, or steps into the space program: “Played around enough with numbers…” (the theories and research which led to the space program) “let’s not be ourselves today…” (let’s change what we are—earthbound) “is it just my imagination?” (is it possible?) “is it just someones face?” (is it vanity, this endeavor?) But the interpretation of this experience, the words used to describe this venture might also be applied to the experience of coming of age in general—applicable to the life of the individual and the society in this instance: “pleasantly out of proportion…” (from the child’s world to the adult. In this there is perhaps a starker indication that this new, adult, world involves sex. Oh and, moon shot… get it.) The feel of the music agrees with the notion of gravity, this is not something to be taken lightly. The idea of such a modern endeavor as space flight juxtaposed with the idea of coming of age, suggests that this version of coming of age is something new and modern as well. We are entering a bigger world than our parents did when they came of age. There is something of greater gravity in this new coming of age… like space travel, the stakes are high… “how did I get home?!” but so too are the potential rewards. This is a song of wary optimism, it is inviting, alluring, intriguing and dangerous—like sex. cfjurgus

The Muffs / Sad Tomorrow

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The Muffs / Sad Tomorrow

I don’t even know why
Do you think I’m a mess
Maybe someday but now you’re gone
When I do as I please
I’m no different to me
Am I crazy or have good luck
You’re the talk of the town
So you say (oh, oh)
I don’t know why you’re so glad
When my head’s filled with sorrow
So maybe if I fade away
There’ll be no sad tomorrow
My whole life is a drag
Baby listen to me
When I go away, will you care
I feel naked and weird
Do you see what I hear
Maybe one day I’ll die, who cares
Hide away in complete
Misery (oh, oh)
I don’t know why you’re so glad
When my head’s filled with sorrow
So maybe if I fade away
There’ll be no sad tomorrow