Sunday, November 22, 2009

Owl City - Fireflies (2009)

Fireflies (a song) shares some very charming lyrics. I simply adore Owl City's ballad to dreams and fantasy. Lucky for me, I have personally seen (nearly) '10 million fireflies light up the world', and I truly felt, in those moments, that 'planet earth turned slowly'. And I too have dreams bursting at the seams, but, for me, my dreams burst when I am awake (rather than when I am asleep) and most nights, I dread the time when my body and mind shut down and I have no other choice but to sleep. Perhaps, then, similar to the artist, I experience insomnia. And it is all so decadent :)

The video for this song is disappointing. The depiction of planet earth as a plastic globe, fox trots as a trot, and a disco ball as an actual disco ball are interpretations that are all far too literal. Where is the imagination? The lyrics surely inspire us to think outside the box.

The set (i.e. a cluttered bedroom) reeks of insomnia in a most creepy and unromantic sense. Clean up your space! Or at least allow one of mum or dad (because, clearly, you still live at home) have a go with the vacuum. As mentioned earlier, I, myself, experience insomnia. I have been nicknamed 'owl' precisely because of my own spells of thought that linger from dusk into dawn. But let us romanticize for four short minutes, no? Depict, for us, a video of unreachable heights in both astronomical and mental space.

You would not believe your eyes
If ten million fireflies
Lit up the world as I fell asleep
Cause they'd fill the open air
And leave tear drops everywhere
You'd think me rude but I would just stand and

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns, slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
Cause everything is never as it seems

Cause I'd get a thousand hugs
From ten thousand lightning bugs
As they tried to teach my how to dance
A foxtrot above my head
A sock-hop beneath my bed
The disco ball is just hanging by a thread
(Thread, thread...)

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns, slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
Cause everything is never as it seems
(When I fall asleep)

Leave my door open just a crack
(Please take me away from here)
Cause I feel like such an insomniac
(Please take me away from here)
Why do I tire of counting sheep?
(Please take me away from here)
When I'm far too tired to fall asleep

To ten million fireflies
I'm weird cause I hate goodbyes
I got misty eyes as they said farewell
(Said farewell)
But I'll know where several are
If my dreams get real bizarre
Cause I saved a few and I keep them in a jar
(Jar, jar, jar...)

I'd like to make myself believe
That planet Earth turns, slowly
It's hard to say that I'd rather stay awake when I'm asleep
Cause everything is never as it seems
(When I fall asleep)

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Tuesday, November 10, 2009

Remembrance to Pay Reverence

Remember today, and everyday, that we should be grateful to our veterans of war. We agree and disagree with the declared and undeclared reasons for war, the highly potential sacrifice of brave and ambitious youth, and the sometimes clear but mostly convoluted costs and benefits of battle, among a myriad of other debates. But let us only agree that our veterans are selfless; who, on directive from governing power, defend justice, integrity, and order at the highly probable risk of death.

When veterans return to our countries and communities, we need to welcome them, embrace them, and applaud them. Applaud those who return, and those who shall not return, so fiercely, to demonstrate our respect and debt. And let their stories push us to create a tomorrow free of veterans.

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Measha Brueggergosman is Some Kind of Fabulous

Measha Brueggergosman marries vibrant vocals with stylish and unapologetic chutzpah.

Brueggergosman is relatively young and already an internationally celebrated opera singer. Past performances have been staged at New York's Carnegie Hall and London's Royal Albert Hall! She is only more radiant in protein and every ounce of her personality, which Brueggergosman shared at last night's Star Talks (a collaboration between the Canadian national newspaper, The Toronto Star, and the Toronto Reference Library), is personable, charming, evocative, and unquestionably authentic.

Brueggergosman spoke of the resilience and value of deep learning in musical theory, multilingualism as her passport for traveling the world, the discovery and development of her identity as a Canadian only until arriving abroad, her every intention to eventually settle in New Brunswick, racy scenes atop European stages, the sassy Christian Diors strapped from her ankles to toes, her philanthropy with the African Medical and Research Foundation, and her near-death experience post-surgery from gastrointestinal bypass.

When classical music does not hit the spot for Brueggergosman, she dabbles in popular culture. Canadian youth (myself included) continue to first stumble upon Brueggergosman through programs such as Much Music's Video on Trial, Project Runway Canada, Bravo's Star Portraits, and The Surreal Gourmet.

I look forward to attending, for my first time, a performance by Brueggergosman. Join me!

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