Hello by Lionel Richie – Saturday Song

Hello by Lionel Richie

After writing “Goodbye, I don’t want to see you go!” yesterday, an alternate lyric, tonight’s Saturday Song was given. 

Hello by Lionel Richie from 1983. With that, by now, classic phrase “Hello, is it me you’re looking for?”

A song and an artist who is part of my childhood. He was a favorite of my mother so I listened quite a lot to him as a child, and liked both the longing for love songs and the happy “dancing on the ceiling” type songs. However corny or cheesy my peers thought it was.

The music video, of a teacher pining for his blind student, is both creepy and cringe worthy. It was then and is even more so by today’s standard.
Decided to include it to show how it could look in an era when music videos where still called films and often aspired to emulate real ones.

Enjoy!


Hello – Lyrics

I’ve been alone with you inside my mind
And in my dreams I’ve kissed your lips a thousand times
I sometimes see you pass outside my door
Hello, is it me you’re looking for?

I can see it in your eyes, I can see it in your smile
You’re all I’ve ever wanted and my arms are open wide
‘Cause you know just what to say, and you know just what to do
And I want to tell you so much, I love you

I long to see the sunlight in your hair
And tell you time and time again how much I care
Sometimes I feel my heart will overflow
Hello, I’ve just got to let you know

‘Cause I wonder where you are and I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart, for I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you

Hello, is it me you’re looking for?

‘Cause I wonder where you are and I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart, for I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you
I love you
I love you

Is it me you’re looking for?
Hello, is it me you’re looking for?

‘Cause I wonder where you are and I wonder what you do
Are you somewhere feeling lonely or is someone loving you?
Tell me how to win your heart, for I haven’t got a clue
But let me start by saying, I love you
I love you
I love you

Hello, is it me you’re looking for?
Is it me, is it me, is it me
Is it me you’re looking for?
Is it me, is it me

Writer: Lionel B. Jr. Richie
Lyrics to Hello © Brockman Music, Brenda Richie Publishing
Source: Musixmatch

Hello by Lionel Richie

It Gets Better by Swedish House Mafia – Saturday Song

It Gets Better by Swedish House Mafia

I hadn’t prepared a song for this week, but a recent release made the choice easy. Released on the 15th July, and one that got “haussed” as we say in Swedish. Apparently the band’s three dot logo appeared all over the place, the band members started to tag the band on social media and the press started to write about a coming song.

I’m talking about Swedish House Mafia and their new song “It gets better”

I have listened to it quite a few times already, and I still can’t decide what I think about it. But they keep me coming back and that says something I guess. 

You’ll have to decide for yourself!

I did like it better when I watched the video today which is really awesome and made the song make more sense. The video is directed by Alexander Wesseley.

For those that like to read up, here’s a long Billboard article about the new song and their reunion.

Enjoy!


It Gets Better by Swedish House Mafia

Last dance by Donna Summer – Saturday Song

Last dance by Donna Summer

Tonight another song from last week’s dance workshop.

Last dance by Donna Summer

Who haven’t danced to this? It’s disco. It’s happiness!

And one part of the lyrics makes me smile with a mischievous grin!

To hold me, to scold me,

‘Cause when I’m bad

I’m so, so bad

Last dance by Donna Summer

Enjoy!


You’ll find other Saturday Songs here.


Last dance by Donna Summer – Lyrics

Last Dance
Last Dance for love
Yes, it’s my last change
For romance tonight

I need you, by me,
Beside me, to guide me,
To hold me, to scold me,
‘Cause when I’m bad
I’m so, so bad

So let’s dance, the last dance
Let’s dance, the Last Dance
Let’s dance, this Last Dance tonight

Last Dance, Last Dance for love
Yes, it’s my last change
For romance tonight

Oh, I need you, by me,
Beside me, to guide me,
To hold me, to scold me,
‘Cause when I’m bad
I’m so, so bad

So let’s dance, the Last Dance
Let’s dance, the Last Dance
Let’s dance, this Last Dance tonight

Yeah, will you be my Mr. Right?
Can you fill my appetite
I can’t be sure
That you’re the one for me
But all that I ask
Is that you dance with me
Dance with me, dance with me, yeah

Oh I need you, by me,
Beside me, to guide me,
To hold me, to scold me,
‘Cause when I’m bad
I’m so, so bad

So let’s dance, this Last Dance
Let’s dance, this Last Dance
Let’s dance, this Last Dance tonight

Oh I need you, by me,
To beside, to guide me,
To hold me, to scold me,
‘Cause when I’m bad
I’m so, so bad

So, come on baby, dance that dance
Come on baby, dance that dance
Come on baby, let’s dance tonight…

Source: Musixmatch
Song writer: Summer Donna
Lyrics to: Last Dance © Sweet Summer Night Music
Last dance by Donna Summer

No Way from the musical Six, performed by Renée Lamb – Saturday Song

No Way from the musical Six, performed by Renée Lamb

I’ve had a dance workshop this week so this weekend’s song is from there. No Way from the musical Six, performed by Renée Lamb.

I’d never heard of this musical before which feels like I’ve missed something. The song is powerful and gives an opportunity to dance decisively, full of girl power. I’m sorry I can’t show the choreography, but there is the issue of copyright and privacy for everyone else in the class. 

Six is a British musical with book, music, and lyrics by Toby Marlow and Lucy Moss. The musical is a modern retelling of the lives of the six wives of Henry VIII presented as a pop concert, as the wives take turns singing and telling their story to see who suffered the most due to Henry and should, therefore, become the group’s lead singer.

from Wikipedia

Listen to the whole album if you have the time!

Enjoy!


No Way from the musical Six, performed by Renée Lamb

The Dance by Garth Brooks – Saturday Song

The Dance by Garth Brooks

I’m always very proud and a bit embarrassed whenever someone comments that one of my poems reminds them of a song. Proud because it feels like I’ve made it. Embarrassed because it feels like I’m not worthy of such comparisons. I’m working hard to do something about that last part.

That being said, my inspiration for this weekend’s song comes from Dwight at Roth poetry, who commented that my poem “When opportunity comes to call” made him think of “The Dance” by Garth Brooks

Listening to it, my pride and embarrassment got replaced by amazement. It is such a beautiful song. And here I want to use a Swedish word without a direct English translation. Finstämd which means sweet, touching, moving the heart and soul. (Finely attuned, finely-tuned, delicate and sensitive according to my dictionary.)

I teared up as I sat listening. Touched by the song and by being able to write something that reminded Dwight of it. 

I relate very much to the refrain. Yes, sometimes foreknowledge would have made it possible to avoid heartache and pain, but inevitably it would have meant missing moments that will forever shine like stars in our memory. And I for one prefer having the memories, having lived and loved. 

Listen and enjoy!


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The Dance – Lyrics

Looking back on the memory of
The dance we shared ‘neath the stars above
For a moment all the world was right
How could I have known that you’d ever say goodbye

And now I’m glad I didn’t know
The way it all would end, the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I’d have had to miss the dance

Holding you, I held everything
For a moment wasn’t I the king
If I’d only known how the king would fall
Hey, who’s to say, you know I might have changed it all

And now I’m glad I didn’t know
The way it all would end, the way it all would go
Our lives are better left to chance
I could have missed the pain
But I’d have had to miss the dance

If our lives are better left to chance
Oh, our lives are better left to chance
Oh, our lives are better left to chance

I could have missed the pain
But I’d have had to miss the dance

Källa: Musixmatch

The Dance by Garth Brooks

Den blomstertid nu kommer – Saturday Song

Den blomstertid nu kommer, sung by Uppsala Mission Church Chamber Choir

This weekend’s song is a Swedish hymn that for many years has signaled the start of summer for school children and their parents. One I heard people say they wished we had gotten to hear sung, as we once again had a school term end without parents in attendance due to the pandemic. 

Den blomstertid nu kommer (literally: Now the time of blossoming arrives) was first published in the 1695 Swedish Hymnal. And has been rewritten several times since. It is popular in both Sweden and Finland.

According to Wikipedia there is an English translation from 1978, but I fail to find the text online. Another text I should give time and thought  to translating. 

The first verse, where the Christian origin is not apparent, speaks of the time for flowers coming, the sweet summer approaching where grass and crops grow, the sun’s gentle and lively warmth reawakening the seemingly dead nature.


Den blomstertid nu kommer

Verse 1-3 of 6
1937 Lyrics 

1.

Den blomstertid nu kommer
med lust och fägring stor.
Du nalkas, ljuva sommar,
då gräs och gröda gror.
Med blid och livlig värma
till allt som varit dött,
sig solens strålar närma,
och allt blir återfött.

2.

De fagra blomsterängar
och åkerns ädla säd,
de rika örtesängar
och lundens gröna träd,
de skola oss påminna
Guds godhets rikedom,
att vi den nåd besinna
som räcker året om.

3.

Man hörer fåglar sjunga
med mångahanda ljud,
skall icke då vår tunga
lovsäga Herren Gud?
Min själ, upphöj Guds ära,
stäm upp din glädjesång
till den som vill oss nära
och fröjda på en gång!

Wikisource

Den blomstertid nu kommer, sung by Täby music classes

Den blomstertid nu kommer, sung in Öjaby Church, Växjö parish, recorded by Stacke Media

Summertime by George Gershwin – Saturday Song

Summertime with Janis Joplin live at Woodstock 1969

Tonight’s song is an old favorite of mine and one that sooner or later pops into my head each summer. Summertime composed by George Gershwin for the 1935 opera Porgy and Bess

It’s one of those songs that has been recorded innumerable times. And frankly I like several of them for different reasons, so I decided to link to a bunch of them and you can decide for yourself.

Enjoy!


Summertime Lyrics

Summertime and the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy’s rich and your ma is good lookin’
So hush, little baby, don’t you cry

One of these mornings
You’re gonna rise up singin’
Yes, you’ll spread your wings
And you’ll take to the sky
Mm, but ’til that morning
There is nothin’ can harm you
Yes, with daddy and mommy standin’ by

Summertime and the livin’ is easy
Fish are jumpin’ and the cotton is high
Oh, your daddy’s rich (daddy’s rich)
And your ma is good lookin’ (your ma is good lookin’)
So hush, little baby, baby don’t you cry

Oh, don’t you cry, oh, don’t you cry (don’t)
Oh, don’t you cry, oh, don’t you cry (cry)

Source: Musixmatch
Summertime with Ella Fitzgerald from 1968

Summertime with Janis Joplin live at Woodstock 1969

Summertime with Ella Fitzgerald and Louis Armstrong

Summertime with Lana Del Rey

Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray – Saturday Song

Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray

Tonight’s Saturday song is Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray

A song someone sent to me because they thought about me listening to it. At the time I felt both flattered and quite caught out. Did I really seem so depressed and struggling? I guess at the time I thought I did a better job hiding it. Then I realized how backwards hiding how I truly felt was, especially from someone who could read between the lines. So instead I got ugly honest about the darkness and received both some relief and a new friend by it. 

Since then I’ve become much better off not habitually always hiding how I am. It’s not always easy, and has the sad side effect of showing who your real friends are. But all in all I now believe it’s a better way to live than the opposite. 

I can also say it made me listen to Lana Del Ray and her poetic lyrics.

It’s unusual that a contemporary song has so much written about it, but looking up the lyrics and song links I stumbled upon several articles about it. Here’s two, one from Atwood Magazine and one from Story of Song.

Enjoy!


Lyrics

Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray

I was reading Slim Aarons and I got to thinking that I thought
Maybe I’d get less stressed if I was tested less like
All of these debutantes
Smiling for miles in pink dresses and high heels on white yachts
But I’m not
Baby, I’m not
No, I’m not
That, I’m not

I’ve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
24/7 Sylvia Plath
Writing in blood on the walls
‘Cause the ink in my pen don’t work in my notepad
Don’t ask if I’m happy, you know that I’m not
But, at best, I can say I’m not sad
‘Cause hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

I had fifteen-year dances
Church basement romances, yeah, I’ve cried
Spilling my guts with the Bowery Bums
Is the only love I’ve ever known
Except for the stage, which I also call home, when I’m not
Servin’ up God in a burnt coffee pot for the triad
Hello, it’s the most famous woman you know on the iPad
Calling from beyond the grave, I just wanna say, “Hi, Dad”

I’ve been tearing up town in my fucking white gown
Like a goddamn near sociopath
Shaking my ass is the only thing that’s
Got this black narcissist off my back
She couldn’t care less, and I never cared more
So there’s no more to say about that
Except hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman with my past

There’s a new revolution, a loud evolution that I saw
Born of confusion and quiet collusion of which mostly I’ve known
A modern day woman with a weak constitution, ’cause I’ve got
Monsters still under my bed that I could never fight off
A gatekeeper carelessly dropping the keys on my nights off

I’ve been tearing around in my fucking nightgown
24/7 Sylvia Plath
Writing in blood on your walls
‘Cause the ink in my pen don’t look good in my pad
They write that I’m happy, they know that I’m not
But, at best, you can see I’m not sad
But hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have

Hope is a dangerous thing for a woman like me to have
But I have it
Yeah, I have it
Yeah, I have it
I have

Lyrics Source

Hope Is a Dangerous Thing for a Woman Like Me to Have – but I Have It by Lana Del Ray

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