Music Monday- Life Changes

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This song is a few years old but I never heard it until just the other day. It feels like my anthem! I might complain about all the moves due to my husband’s job but the truth is that I think I’m far happier with them than I would be if I never moved anywhere. Things get rough sometimes but I’m with the people I love, and I wouldn’t change that for the world. I learned early in life that the only that stays the same is that everything changes. What about you? Have there been times when your life has changed drastically from what you expected? For better or for worse? How did you cope?

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“Life Changes”

Waking up in my college dorm
Yeah, my life, it was pretty normal
Looking for a date to the spring formal
Wasn’t worried ’bout nothing else no
Majoring in undecided
Notebook full of bad songs I was writing
Never dreamed anybody else would like them
Now they’re sitting on a Walmart shelf

Ain’t it funny how life changes
You wake up, ain’t nothing the same and life changes
You can’t stop it, just hop on the train and
You never know what’s gonna happen
You make your plans and you hear God laughing
Life changes, and I wouldn’t change it for the world, the world, oh no
And I wouldn’t change it for the world, the world, oh no

I bought a ring and she said “I do”
But everybody else said, “man, you’re twenty-two
“Whatcha trying to prove?”
“Hey why don’t you wait?”
‘Cause I’ve been waiting on her since the second grade yeah
And now she got her own set of fans
She got a blue check mark by her Instagram
And I wrote a little song about holding her hand and now everybody wanna die happy, man

Ain’t it funny how life changes
You wake up ain’t nothing the same and life changes
You can’t stop it just hop on the train and
You never know what’s gonna happen
You make your plans and you hear God laughing
Life changes and I wouldn’t change it for the world, the world, oh no
And I wouldn’t change it for the world, the world, oh no

I remember the day I told my Daddy and Mama you’re gonna have a grand-kid, yep
From Uganda, that’s right, we’re adopting
And she is the cutest little girl that you’ve ever seen
Well I was wrapping my head around being a dad
A bigger wrench got thrown in the plans we thought we’d had
Now Lauren’s showing, got one on the way
Yeah that’s two under two, hey, what can I say?

Ain’t it funny how life changes
You wake up ain’t nothing the same and life changes
You can’t stop it just hop on the train
You never know what’s gonna happen
You make your plans and you hear God laughing
Life changes and I wouldn’t change it for the world, the world, oh no
And I wouldn’t change it for the world, the world, oh no, the world, the world, the world, the world.

copyright Jesse Frasure, Ashley Glenn Gorley, Thomas Rhett, Rhett Akins

Music Monday- I Don’t Dance

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I was a new and unpublished writer to the JAFF genre the first time I got inspiration from a song. I was actually buying clothes for my kids and it came over the store’s speakers. It struck me as so very Darcy-like. I hope you enjoy!

 

I’ll never settle down,
That’s what I always thought
Yeah, I was that kind of man,
Just ask anyone
I don’t dance, but here I am
Spinning you around and around in circles
It ain’t my style, but I don’t care
I’d do anything with you anywhere
Yes, you got me in the palm of your hand
‘Cause, I don’t dance
Love’s never come my way,
I’ve never been this far
‘Cause you took these two left feet
And waltzed away with my heart
No, I don’t dance, but here I am
Spinning you around and around in circles
It ain’t my style, but I don’t care
I’d do anything with you anywhere
Yes, you got me in the palm of your hand, girl
‘Cause, I don’t dance
No, I don’t dance
I don’t dance, but here I am
Spinning you around and around in circles
It ain’t my style, but I don’t care
Well I’d do anything with you anywhere
I don’t dance, but here I am
Spinning you around and around in circles
It ain’t my style, but I don’t care
I’d do anything with you anywhere
Yeah, you got me in the palm of your hand, girl
‘Cause, I don’t dance
No, ooh
Songwriters: Dallas Davidson / Lee Brice / Rob Hatch
I Don’t Dance lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Mike Curb Music

Music Monday- Fallen

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It’s Memorial Day in the United States. A day we remember the men and women who died to give us freedom and safety. There’s a lot in the news these days about the US that would make it seem unworthy of the sacrifice others have given. There’s probably even more around the world that would say what I am calling sacrifices were acts of aggression rather than defense. Having gone to a Mennonite college, I know there are definitely those who despise any form of war or self-defense.

To those arguments, I would have to say that I’ve never really described myself as patriotic but I am thankful to live here. I have been to other countries. I have studied international relations and human rights. I have seen many protests and news reports in my life. They were as sensationalist in 2004 when I was a college student as they are in 2018. Spoiler alert: the world did not end just because xyz was elected president. I have studied languages, religion, and cultures and found beauty in them all. No nation is perfect or without its blemishes in history. I hope every nation is on a forward trajectory of improving the lives of its citizens. I am conscious of the fact that my freedom and comparative luxuries come at the cost of others. When diplomacy fails and tanks roll in, it is not the leaders with evil intentions that suffer but rather innocents who are fighting to protect their home as much as US soldiers do. I dream of a world where there is perfect peace but I know it won’t be achieved on this earth. Despite all the drawbacks and whether the government and any of its actions are right or wrong, the USA is my home and I am profoundly grateful for those who have defended it and preserved my way of life.

I think that is a sentiment that is nearly extinct these days. Honoring the veterans and the fallen shouldn’t be political. It shouldn’t be about demanding, expecting, hoping, or even working for perfection. It’s acknowledging that some went on a very different path of extreme sacrifice not for whoever was in the White House or the four-star general dictating battle plans, but for their families, friends, and neighbors. They acted with the best of intentions and for the purest motives: to protect home. They are worthy of my respect and admiration. Thank you to all who have served and the families who gave them up.

This is one of my favorite patriotic songs (although it mentions Veterans Day and not Memorial Day it is very much about those we remember en memoriam).

 

He stood beside his daddy
And watched the solders marching by
It was Veteran’s Day and he wondered
Why there were tears in daddy’s eyes
Later they laid flowers
Beside a monument of stone
He said, My daddy went to fight
And didn’t make it home

CHORUS:
Fallen, not forgotten
He was a hero
He stood so tall
And forever, we will remember
With honor and glory
He gave his all

They left behind their families
And the towns where they were born
For the rice paddies of Vietnam
And the sands of Desert Storm
They were soldiers in Korea
And World War One
And World War Two
They paid the price
Some gave their lives
And they fought for me and you

They were the heroes
Who stood so tall
And forever, we will remember
With honor and glory
They gave their all

Now freedom is a blessing
But freedom has a price
And we must remember those
Who paid it with their lives

Remember the
Fallen, not forgotten
They were the heroes
Who stood so tall
And forever, we will remember
With honor and glory
They gave their all
Fallen, not forgotten
They were the heroes
Who stood so tall
And forever, we will remember
With honor and glory
With honor and glory
With honor and glory
They gave their all

Copyright Ray Boltz / Steve Millikan

Music Monday- Unforgettable

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I grew up in a conservative Christian household and only listened to various forms of music in the Christian genre. My favorite was bluegrass gospel. I love a banjo! I also listened to classical instrumental music.

As a writer, I have recently begun tuning into country love songs. Maybe I should consider pop or rock songs too but something about contemporary country gets me even though you seldom hear a banjo or mandolin. At any rate, I skip the songs that aren’t about happy love stories. I’m such a romantic sap! So, that’s just an explanation of the type of tunes you’ll find on this thread because I have very limited experiences in anything else unless I hear it in a movie.

Inspired by Leenie Brown, I am going to try matching my posts for the week to my Music Mondays and start a micro fiction thread on Thursdays. Stay tuned!

I’ve loved “Unforgettable” by Thomas Rhett since I first heard it. I was on a road trip the other day and this time when it came on, I started thinking about a Jane Bennet and Charles Bingley scene. Can you pinpoint why?

It was the 14th of October
And that t-shirt off your shoulder
I was drunk, said I was sober
And you said “yeah, right”
We were talkin’ for a minute
Then some guy tried to cut in
You took my hand and we pretended
Like I was your guy
Oh, and I tried to guess your middle name
For thirty minutes bet we played that game
That mango-rita you were drinkin’
And that Coldplay song that you were singin’
And I bet right now you’re probably thinkin’
That it’s crazy I remember every detail, but I do
From your blue jeans to your shoes
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
We were dancin’, we were buzzin’
Takin’ shots like it was nothin’
Did the runnin’ man, you loved it
Yeah, you laughed out loud
You brushed away your blonde hair
And you kissed me out of nowhere
I can still show you the spot
Where everything went down
Oh, I told you I was gonna marry you
You probably didn’t think that it was true
That mango-rita you were drinkin’
And that Coldplay song that you were singin’
And I bet right now you’re probably thinkin’
That it’s crazy I remember every detail, but I do
I can still smell your perfume
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
Oh, that night was just like you, baby
I can taste the mango-rita you were drinkin’
And it feels just like it was last weekend
That we jumped in
Right off the deep end
That mango-rita you were drinkin’
And that Coldplay song that you were singin’
And I bet right now you’re probably thinkin’
That it’s crazy I remember every detail, but I do
I can still smell your perfume
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
From your blue jeans to your shoes
Girl, that night was just like you
Unforgettable
Songwriters: Ashley Gorley / Jesse Frasure / Shane L McAnally / Thomas Rhett
Unforgettable lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd

Music Monday- Lose My Mind

Certain songs just remind me of characters and various scenes I put them in. The following song comes on my writing playlist regularly and I think perfectly fits how the young Fitzwilliam Darcy of Loving Elizabeth feels when he meets his best friend’s little sister, Elizabeth.

Will’s lips left hers, desperate for the taste of her skin. Elizabeth moaned, bringing some of his mind back to the present. Still, he trailed down her neck, pressing kisses on the sensitive flesh until he found her pulse point and could feel her heart’s rapid beats for him. Elizabeth shuddered against him and he dropped his head to her shoulder.

“Elizabeth,” Will rasped as both of their chests rose and fell in quick spurts. “You drive me out of my mind.”

“You make me crazy and I kinda like it.” That’s the epitome of their early relationship. This young Darcy is far less well-regulated than the man we know from Jane Austen’s story. He and Elizabeth butt heads but he sure enjoys it.

I’m hoping to start posting Loving Elizabeth in a few weeks!

Music Monday- Somebody Like You

This song is over fifteen years old and I totally forgot about until I heard it on the radio last weekend on a road trip. This could be the theme song for The Secrets of Pemberley! My Mr. Darcy definitely feels like this! He’s made mistakes. He’s terribly flawed. However, he wants to love someone like Elizabeth who is the epitome of sunshine and goodness to him. Then, he learns to let go of the past, forgive himself, and be a better man. ❤

Here’s the full lyrics. Somebody Like You by John Shanks and Keith Urban, 2002. Performed by Keith Urban.

There’s a new wind blowin’ like I’ve never known.
I’m breathin’ deeper than I’ve ever done.
And it sure feels good, to finally feel the way I do.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

An’ I’m lettin’ go of all my lonely yesterdays.
I’ve forgiven myself for the mistakes I’ve made.
Now there’s just one thing, the only thing I wanna do, mmm, mmm.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine,
Shinin’ down on me and you.
When you put your arms around me,
You let me know there’s nothing in this world I can’t do.

I used to run in circles goin’ no-where fast.
I’d take, uh, one step forward end up two steps back.
Couldn’t walk a straight line even if I wanted to, mmm, mmm.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

Whoa here we go now!

Yeah, I wanna feel the sunshine,
Shinin’ down on me and you.
When you put your arms around me,
Well, baby there ain’t nothing in this world I can’t do.

Sometimes it’s hard for me to understand,
But you’re teachin’ me to be a better man.
I don’t want to take this life for granted like I used to do, no, no.
I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you.

I’m ready to love somebody,
Love somebody like you. Oooh.

An’ I wanna love somebody,
Love somebody like you, yeah.

Oh yeah.
Oh, I wanna be the man in the middle of the night,
Shinin’ like it’s true.
I wanna be the man that you run to whenever I call on you
When everything that loved someone finally found it’s way
Wanna be a better man
I see it in you yeah…

Music Monday- The Surprise Symphony

I ran across this symphony while doing some research for music which would have been new during Darcy’s early childhood in my upcoming release The Secrets of Pemberley. Its composed by Joseph Haydn, who I personally prefer over Bach and Mozart and think is entirely underrated. It’s also known as Symphony No. 94 in G Major and was one of twelve written in London in 1791. It was first performed in the Hanover Square Rooms in 1792 and Haydn sat at the pianoforte. The classical era orchestra consisted of  flutes, oboes, bassoons, horns, trumpets, timpani,  violins, violas, cellos, and double basses and lasts about 23 minutes in its entirety. 

Haydn wrote many jokes into his works and this piece earns its nickname due to the sudden loud (fortissimo) chord at the ending of an otherwise quiet (piano) movement. He was said to have wanted to give the audience something they had not heard before. They instantly cried for an encore. 

Here is a brief excerpt of The Secrets of Pemberley. Darcy is in a music shop and reminded of a memory with his mother.

He wandered around the store. A memory flickered through his mind. He was only seven years old and in the small Scottish cottage with his mother. She had been reading the London newspapers and had received a letter from a friend about a concert she attended. His mother wept over not being able to attend the hailed genius of Joseph Haydn. She was told The Surprise was sublime and ordered sheet music. There was no pianoforte in the cottage but the rector had one. Lady Anne diligently practiced so often Darcy could hum the tune. As a child, he particularly enjoyed the sudden changes in volume. Seeing the others occupied, Darcy found a copy and ran his fingers over it.

 

What did you think of it? Did it surprise you?