Skip to content

Posts tagged ‘singing’

Happy Song Coincidence (39 #oneaday)

I just read this post shared by @meandmybigmouth, on the topic of revenge. It’s a good post, but I came away from it thinking something completely different to the intended point. I came away singing Kenny Rogers.

As a child my mum used to play the same tapes on repeat in the car. Yes. That’s right. I’m that old. Anyway, she used to play them on repeat, until we flipped them over and listened to the other side to death. A favourite was Robson and Jerome. Another favourite was a tape with a whole lot of Dolly Parton. Eventually the car was sold and my favourite tape was lost in the sale. No doubt intentionally stolen by the new owner (a garage I believe) and played over and over until it snapped, while they fixed exhausts and fiddled with oil tanks or whatever it is they do (i’m such a girl I know).

I had a favourite song on that favourite tape. It was about this boy, who was always calm, reasonable and followed the advice of his father despite the fact that said father was behind bars. Then one day, ‘cabin boys came calling’ and ‘they went after Becky’ (his girl) and ‘there were three of them’. And the boy snapped and protected her by hitting them – or at least that’s what I took away from it. But it was ok, because his dad understood that ‘sometimes you have to fight to be a man’.

Moral story really. Although does violence ever make things better? It probably made ‘Becky’ feel better in this instance; even if it did end with her boyfriend crying and singing to a photograph of his father on the mantelpiece.

I digress. I loved this song. And the tape was stolen lost. I searched high and low for it. I bought CDs but could not find the exact song. (This was before MP3 downloads kids. Gosh this post is showing my age.) I occasionally sing it in an absent minded, wistful way. AND THEN, TODAY this post told me it was sung by Kenny Rogers. And now I am happy because I am going to download it, and sing it all of tomorrow. Just try and stop me!


Lily Allen and The Daily Mail (22 #oneaday)

I like Lily Allen. I also love this article over at Bitchbuzz by @CupCate exploring the disappointment of Lily becoming neo-luddite and disappearing from the spotlight to ‘play house’ with her new man. What I don’t like is The Daily Mail. Seriously, what is their problem?

Earlier on the radio, I heard news that Lily sees ‘Michelle McManus’ when she looks in the mirror. First reaction: YAY Lily is BACK. Second reaction: She actually used Michelle’s name. That’s pretty mean. Third reaction: I know exactly what she means. That’s the great thing about Lily; she is a real, accessible person women can identify with. She likes some people, she doesn’t like others. She is insecure and isn’t afraid to talk about it.

I came home, I did a quick online search, I found this. This article by from the Daily Mail online, tells the story of Lily feeling like she is fat due to the pressures of the industry she is part of. In an interview with Love magazine, Lily states: “Ask me, ‘What do you see when you look in the mirror in the morning’? and I’ll be like, ‘Someone who is more overweight than I actually am’ ”

The story is fairly sympathetic, even referring to a picture as ‘a slightly heavier Lily’. Actually now I think about it I don’t think that is all that sympathetic.

What really angers me about this however, is how hypercritical The Daily Mail is. Don’t be all nice about her here when in this earlier article you refer to Lily’s “ballooning weight”. The story is actually based around her return to Twitter. One of her first updates was:

“For now though, I’m off to the gym. Went to India over xmas,and the clarified butter has made its way from my tummy to my thighs. eeuuggh.”

I’m not sure about you, but I don’t see Lily mentioning how her weight is ‘ballooning’. The pictures accompanying the article show Lily on her recent trip to  Australia “spilling out of her bikini”. No wonder she has body dsymorphic disorder! I think I would have too.

Back off Daily Mail. We just got Lily back and we like her. Don’t chase her off by being exactly what she has been trying to escape from, and absolutely do not feed her negative body image. And maybe get someone with some empathy to edit your picture captions, then I won’t be so angry. Thanks.

%d bloggers like this: