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We all have different musical tastes but I'm more inclined to a theme song that describes my feelings since exing like this one from Fresh Cream.
I'm So Glad
I’m so glad, I’m so glad. I’m glad, I’m glad, I’m glad.
I’m so glad, I’m so glad. I’m glad, I’m glad, I’m glad.
I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do.
I’m tired of weeping, I’m tired of moaning, I’m tired of crying for you.
Chorus
I’m tired of weeping, I’m tired of moaning, I’m tired of groaning for you.
I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do, I don’t know what to do.
Chorus
Repeat chorus five times
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"I'm So Glad" is a better fit for my general mood than "American Tune" although the latter song struck a chord when I heard it last week. I guess being a ex-premie for just three months has something to do with this. There are feelings that still need to be processed. Kabir
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Here's one that's very happy! I can listen to this any old time, and feel better! Johnny Nash's reggae song, "I can see clearly now" I can see clearly now, the rain is gone,
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sun-Shiny day.
I think I can make it now, the pain is gone
All of the bad feelings have disappeared
Here is the rainbow I’ve been prayin?for
It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sun-Shiny day.
Look all around, there’s nothin?but blue skies
Look straight ahead, nothin?but blue skies
I can see clearly now, the rain is gone,
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sun-Shiny day.
~Shelagh
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Heres one I like:
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
You never turned around to see the frowns on the jugglers and the clowns
When they all come down and did tricks for you
You never understood that it ain't no good
You shouldn't let other people get your kicks for you
You used to ride on the chrome horse with your diplomat
Who carried on his shoulder a Siamese cat
Ain't it hard when you discover that
He really wasn't where it's at
After he took from you everything he could steal.
How does it feel
How does it feel
To be on your own
With no direction home
Like a complete unknown
Like a rolling stone ?
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LEONARD COHEN LYRICS
"Everybody Knows"
Everybody knows that the dice are loaded
Everybody rolls with their fingers crossed
Everybody knows that the war is over
Everybody knows the good guys lost
Everybody knows the fight was fixed
The poor stay poor, the rich get rich
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that the boat is leaking
Everybody knows that the captain lied
Everybody got this broken feeling
Like their father or their dog just died
Everybody talking to their pockets
Everybody wants a box of chocolates
And a long stem rose
Everybody knows
Everybody knows that you love me baby
Everybody knows that you really do
Everybody knows that you've been faithful
Ah give or take a night or two
Everybody knows you've been discreet
But there were so many people you just had to meet
Without your clothes
And everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
And everybody knows that it's now or never
Everybody knows that it's me or you
And everybody knows that you live forever
Ah when you've done a line or two
Everybody knows the deal is rotten
Old Black Joe's still pickin' cotton
For your ribbons and bows
And everybody knows
And everybody knows that the Plague is coming
Everybody knows that it's moving fast
Everybody knows that the naked man and woman
Are just a shining artifact of the past
Everybody knows the scene is dead
But there's gonna be a meter on your bed
That will disclose
What everybody knows
And everybody knows that you're in trouble
Everybody knows what you've been through
From the bloody cross on top of Calvary
To the beach of Malibu
Everybody knows it's coming apart
Take one last look at this Sacred Heart
Before it blows
And everybody knows
Everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
Oh everybody knows, everybody knows
That's how it goes
Everybody knows
Everybody knows
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I know George Blodwell met Cohen several times (perhaps more), and I'm sure gave him satsang, so I was wondering if he saw the film where Prem and Marolyn run towards each other in slow motion on the beach at Malibu.
Just wandering....
John.
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Guru Down in Southern California
There's a guru that is guruing there
He's got two hundred and fifty followers
They're following him everywhere
He's got all of the answers to all of the questions
And he's promised to make us free
He's got all the solutions to all of the problems
That are plaguing our society
All the followers they love to follow their guru
Everything else is a hoax
They kiss his lotus feet, you know, they make up his bed
You know they're laughing at all of his jokes
He protects his people from the outside world
His people need never be afraid
If you're his disciple, and he happens to like you
I can tell you that you've got it made
Well, if you're not part of his special, selective
Exclusive elite family
You're considered a heathen and a sap and sucker
Devoid of spirituality
They try to sell you some incense or some organic cookies
Or some literature to show you the way
Yeah, they're proselytising and it’s mesmerizing;
And they're making mullah every day > The way Loudon sings '...kiss his lotus feet' will have you wetting yourself.... (I remember first hearing this whilst a premie, and somehow thought it was great. I understood where he was coming from - ie. from a position of not understanding, and when you don't understand then your position is understandable and forgivable...) - Loudon Wainwright III ('Unrequited' Album. 1975)
Modified by Nigel at Tue, Mar 14, 2006, 16:23:00
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For some reason, I related to this song when I was leaving the cult -- I guess it was the part about how "you're old enough some people say to see the signs and walk away," and how "it's only time that heals the pain and makes the sun come out again." I also related to the "get up and feel your heart again" verses.It's Raining AgainSupertramp
Oh, it's raining again
Oh no, my love's at an end
Oh no, it's raining again
And you know it's hard to pretend
Oh no, it's raining again
Too bad I'm losing a friend
Oh no, it's raining again
Oh will my heart ever mend
You're old enough some people say
To read the signs and walk away
It's only time that heals the pain
And makes the sun come out again
It's raining again
Oh no, my love's at an end
Oh no, it's raining again
Too bad I'm losing a friend
C'mon you little fighter
No need to get uptighter
C'mon you little fighter
And get back up again
It's raining again
Oh no, my love's at an end
Oh no, it's raining again
Too bad I'm losing a friend
C'mon you little fighter
No need to get uptighter
C'mon you little fighter
And get back up again
Oh, get back up again
Oh, fill (feel?) your heart again
Modified by Joe at Wed, Mar 15, 2006, 19:25:38
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"I Can See Clearly Now" was sung at the Orlando 1975 program and maybe at others. For this reason I classify it as premie music. The words certainly nurtured the delusion... Kabir
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Oh that's too bad! I've only ever heard the song in connection with recovering alcoholics etc. so it's always been very positive for me and not at all premie-related. Oh well, they stole so many things at those events, didn't they? Poetry, ideas, inspiration, music, all brought under the premie umbrella so as to make it seem so universal. I suppose it's an inevitable part of the exiting process, that you have to sort out what exactly that whole "premie" thing was about, what exactly Rawat was really about, and what's still to love and enjoy in the world in spite of the various and sundry high-jackings of non-premie things for props. It means sorting out all sorts of associations, doesn't it? Language itself being the trickiest one of all. Yes, I can see now how that song would fit very nicely as support for premiehood. They did that with Vangelis's music too. I can't listen to his "Chariots of Fire" soundtrack without thinking of the first program I ever went to (Washington DC, 1982) where I saw the Wizard of Was in person! Too bad--it's great music! Thanks for the info, Kabir. ~Shelagh
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I thought the same as Kabir, Shelagh, but I didn't like to say as it is a lovely song! I remember singing it to the lord and his brand new wife in Copenhagen in 1974.
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Then being shocked when I got home and it was on Top of the Pops or something. I'm glad to say I no longer associate it with M. It's too good a tune to be sullied in that way. Neville B
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Hi Kabir, Interesting you posted that song "American Tune." That's a song I listened to a lot in private when I lived in the Gainesville ashram after being transferred out of DECA in 1980 (to rest). It reflected how sad I felt at the time. I'd play it and cry and cry because I had been sent away from him. My thinking had been that I was no longer wanted by Maharaji, and definitely was not worthy of being around him because I hadn't had the ability to work harder at the project. I do still love that song and it never reminds me of m now. Great melody, lyrics...thanks.
Modified by Cynthia at Wed, Mar 15, 2006, 11:23:27
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