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October 2013

Madonna, Almost at 100

The next installment of the Madonna Timeline will be the 100th song I have featured. What started out as a whim, has grown into something quite more. Looking back on the early entries, they seem breezy, light, and supercilious – but somewhere along the line they took on deeper meaning, much in the way that Madonna’s own career has progressed from trifling pop singer to global force. If there’s one thing we have in common is an amusement and appreciation at being under-estimated.

This is the first mini-promo of that milestone, so I’ve gone over a few past Madonna Timeline entries and found some that slipped under the radar. The first is ‘Sky Fits Heaven‘, one of my favorite tracks from the epic Ray of Light album. If this song came up now, it would get a much better write-up, but back then I didn’t know what I was doing. And rather than pretend I was perfect, I’d rather let the past speak for the past.

Such as ‘Justify My Love‘. The pre-cursor to the big Erotica bang, ‘Justify‘ has never been a favorite Madonna song of mine, but it maintains a prominent place in the Madonna canon for all the controversy it courted and then fucked.

April in Boston – and ‘I’ll Remember‘. On an upper floor of the Copley Marriott, I wrote out a story, looking out over the Charles River, my mother and grandmother out on a shopping excursion, and me alone – always alone – and wondering.

The heat of summer released its gloriously stifling hold, and no one could deny ‘He’s A Man‘. Well, he was…

And sometimes summer was just one big ‘Celebration‘. Sometimes.

More often fall was where it was at, and fall was traditionally the time in which I fell. The number of times I wanted to say ‘I Want You‘ far exceeded the times that phrase was ever returned.

Yet winter was where spells were cast as well, or, rather, not quite well… as winter wishes were the cruelest of all. You’re ‘Frozen‘ when your heart’s not open. So… ‘Open Your Heart‘!

Summer always comes around again, but it’s never the same. Whenever that happens, I find it’s best to just ‘Turn Up The Radio‘.

And if it’s love that you’re after – and who isn’t? – check out ‘True Blue‘ or ‘Crazy For You‘. Love is never what you think it will be.

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All the Nights I Sleep Alone…

It feels as if I’m the least lonely when I’m by myself.

In a crowd of people, surrounded by friends, at a family dinner, sitting next to my husband – those are the times I feel lonely.

When I’m alone, I don’t worry about present company. There is no need to exclude, or to be excluded.

You’re my water
You’re my wine
You’re my whiskey
From time to time
You’re the hunger
On my bones
All the nights
I sleep alone

How I wish I could explain this better. How I wish to be someone better than I am.

How I wish I didn’t make such a mess of things by trying to be right and perfect and pretty.

How I wish I could stop.

Sweet intoxication
When your words
Wash over me
Whether or not
Your lips move
You speak to me

Are you out there? Are you listening? Are you the Hunter’s Moon or the starlight? Or are you the setting sun?

I will wait for you to rise, whatever you are, wherever you are.

Yes, I will wait.

Like an ocean
Without waves
You’re the movement
That I crave
And in that motion
I long to drown
And be lost not to be found

Leave me to this melancholic madness, I will lose myself and be fine.

We all wake in a fog. For the lucky ones, it clears as the day progresses.

For the unlucky ones, the ones who don’t get enough sun, the fog never lifts.

It’s my fault, and it’s your fault, and it’s no one’s fault.

But there is a fault, and a fissure, and I will not wait for it to grow.

You’re my water
You’re my wine
You’re my whiskey
From time to time

‘Drunkard’s Prayer’, Over the Rhine

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Over the Rhine and Through the Woods

It was a pass day from work for me, so I went on a hike in Thacher Park (more on that later), and tonight we’re scheduled to see Over the Rhine at The Egg. It’s a quiet Friday in fall, the very best kind of Friday to have. Here’s the song ‘Sacred Ground’ by Over the Rhine.

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Woodland Walk

A fallen leaf, mottled with red and yellow, facing up on a moss-speckled stone.

A pathway curving around the edge of a wooded, blanketed by leaves, buffered by dew.

A wooden bench, empty but for more fallen leaves,

A bit of forest, then a little clearing. Small pines making the start of their skyward journey. Fledgling oaks long before they turn mighty.

A pair of birdhouses, hung high on the trees.

The forest begins again.

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Fall Scenes from Ogunquit, ME

This is why I love ME in the fall.

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Family Fun in Ogunquit

Mom and Dad joined us for this year’s Columbus Day weekend in Ogunquit, Maine, and it was one of the more relaxing and enjoyable jaunts of late. We all needed a break, it seemed, and the weekend provided that in lazy walks along the Marginal Way, leisurely shopping excursions in nearby Kittery, and a lofty look at the summit of Mt. Agamenticus. Of course, my favorite part was just spending some time with my parents and Andy, at breakfast or dinner, or cocktails with friends.

Ogunquit is one of the few places where I can relax and not worry about what I’m wearing or what I have scheduled or what needs to be written for this blog. I don’t have to think about work issues or family drama or impending kitchen renovations. It’s a place of surrender and contentment, ease and comfort, balm and beauty.

It’s always good to see my parents and Andy interact – sometimes he gets along better with them than I do, but such is the benefit of distance. We had a great time, removed from the rest of the world, in a paradisiacal place by the sea, enjoying fine food and settling into a weekend of peace – and family fun.

Here we see Andy and Dad walking up from Perkins Cove, and then posing in front of the giant pumpkins.

Our family holiday weekend in Ogunquit had begun…

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The Baddest Witch in Town

My favorite show this season (and the only one I’m watching right now) is ‘American Horror Story: Coven’.

God knows I love a good witch – and a bad one is even better.

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Ben Cohen, Bulging in his Briefs

It’s been a good week of shirtless male celebrities here, despite my lack of interest in things of late. First we had a very naked Zac Efron, legit, and here we have Ben Cohen in his tighty-whities on the cover of ‘Attitude’. Talk about a bountiful harvest. While Zac Efron has been featured a number of times, (also in his tighty-whities) he still pales in comparison to the number of Ben Cohen underwear posts – the guy even has his own Category. His cover shoot is in well-deserved honor of his work as an ally. When you’re hot, you’re hot, but when you’re good you’re hotter.

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My Head’s Not In It

Apologies, but I’m still mentally on vacation and not quite ready to return to the daily upkeep of this blog. But some (many) of you are new here, so if I throw out a few links of where we were last year, it might be funky fresh like that. Starting with this Maine visit that got posted exactly a year ago yesterday. That and our recent trip to Mt. Agamenticus (post to come) are the inspiration for a possible hiking expedition. (Another post to come.)

Maine was also home to this little show-off, a creature after my own heart.

Last year I posted about my first retail job – a job that to this day I count as one of my favorites. It was at Structure, at their Faneuil Hall location, before it got downgraded to an Abercrombie & Retch Fitch.

Still, I miss Maine, or at least the state of mind that I seem to find only there.

Tomorrow I’ll be back on track… stay with me.

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Zac Efron, Naked – For Real

This is a shot from Zac Efron‘s upcoming film… I can’t even remember what the title is. It does’t matter what the title is. This is Zac Efron naked. Butt naked. Buck naked. However you want to say it naked. You’re welcome.

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A Recap, A Day Late

Having just returned from our annual holiday weekend in Ogunquit, Maine, I am in no mood to plunge right back into the work week, but there’s little choice when the clock already indicates it’s Tuesday. This is a big week, as we finalize kitchen plans, sign contracts, and place orders. There’s also Andy’s birthday coming up, but since he’s given no indication what he wants to do, it will likely be a small, casual affair. (And before you even think of giving me grief for not planning anything, tell me what part of any of my birthdays did he plan? Okay then.) On to the last week, before we get into the glory that was Ogunquit in the fall.

As the fall stole in through the nights, this was the sort of music to warm the cockles of the heart.

The last of our lemongrass crop was used for this variation on a Thai recipe.

Tom Ford and his Sahara Noir provided a smoky accent for fire-side nights.

A change in weather created this dramatic sky.

Keeping things hot as the weather turned cool was the usual parade of Hunks, which saw the shirtless (and sometimes naked) figures of Eric Winter, Michael Fassbender, Boris Kodjoe, Lucas Calvani, Justin Hartley and Adam Levine.

If you just want a quick gratuitously-shirtless beefcake fix, check out this pair of Hunky Hunk posts, Part 1 and Part 2.

The ’13’ Project continues its quiet and stealthy release with 10:13.

As if there were any lingering doubt, I’m a sinner and I like it that way.

Finally, the real-time pleasures were to be found in Maine, which I’ll bring up-to-date this week.

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Adam Levine, Naked & Sexercising

He can pretend this is yoga all he wants, it’s really just Adam Levine exercising his sexual style on an unwitting patch of grass. And I can pretend this is just a humorous post, but it’s really just an exercise to show off this classic photo of a naked Adam Levine. (And if you want to see Adam’s armpits, we have that post too.)

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The Madonna Timeline: Song #99 ~ ‘I’m A Sinner’ – Summer 2012

{Note: The Madonna Timeline is an ongoing feature, where I put the iPod on shuffle, and write a little anecdote on whatever was going on in my life when that Madonna song was released and/or came to prominence in my mind.}

Like the sun, like the light, like a flame
Like the storm I burn through everything
Like a bomb in the night, Like a train
Thundering through the hills, Let it rain…
I’m a sinner, I like it that way…

Another highlight off Madonna’s most recent albumMDNA‘, this is the joyously unrepentant ‘I’m A Sinner’. It’s got the guitar-heavy William Orbit touches that made the ‘Ray of Light’ album such an organic, grounded experience, and some cheeky religious references to give it a classic Madonna edge. It’s also a fun sing-a-long, and one of the more merry bits of the MDNA Tour. In that performance, she mashes it up with an unlikely B-side, ‘Cyberraga’, in a genius melding that must be seen to be believed.

All the boys, all the boys and girls
Wanna be like us tonight
All the boys, all the boys and girls
Ride the magic bus tonight
I’m a sinner, I’m a sinner,
I’m a sinner, I like it that way
I’m a sinner, I’m a sinner,
I’m a sinner, I like it that way…
Like a moon with no light of my own
Search the sky for a place to call home
I woke up with my head in the fire
Get my kicks when I’m walking the wire
I’m a sinner, I like it that way…
All the boys, all the boys and girls
Wanna be like us tonight
All the boys, all the boys and girls
Ride the magic bus tonight
I’m a sinner, I’m a sinner,
I’m a sinner, I like it that way
I’m a sinner, I’m a sinner,
I’m a sinner, I like it that way…

For my part, this song was one of the first I danced to with my niece and nephew. They were two at the time, but already bouncing about and parading around the dining room. They won’t remember that, but I will.

Outside, the summer day shifted the shadow of the house over the lawn. The red wagon in which I’d pull them around the block sat waiting for the next ride. Inside, the carpet was soft against our bare feet, and we were dancing to Madonna. I was their silly Uncle, acting like a kid again, and it was like a dream and a prayer and the innocence of childhood all over again.

Hail Mary, full of grace
Get down on your knees and pray
Jesus Christ, hanging on the cross
Died for our sins, it’s such a loss
Saint Christopher, found my way
I’ll be coming home one day
Saint Sebastian, don’t you cry
Let those poison arrows fly…
Saint Anthony, lost and found
Thomas Aquinas, stand your ground
All the saints and holy men
Catch me before I sin again.

We were supposedly born with original sin thrust upon us, erased only with the magic of baptism, but how soon we soil ourselves again. One can’t get through childhood without getting a little dirty. For some of us, it’s more than a little. But dancing with a couple of two-year-olds, even at my ripe old age, I feel clean again, and pure, and I can say that I’m a sinner, that we’re all sinners, and revel in it with no shame.

My niece and nephew don’t yet know or care about sin. Their only concerns are that I can bring them around in their wagon, or dance like a lunatic in the dining room, or read them a story when they tire out. The worst atrocities they can commit are a few thrown toys and the occasional temper tantrum, but nothing that rises to anything remotely sinful.

That miraculous live version…

I’m a sinner, I’m a sinner,
I’m a sinner, I like it that way
I’m a sinner, I’m a sinner,
I’m a sinner, I like it that way
You’re a sinner, you’re a sinner
You’re a sinner, you like it that way
We’re all sinners, we’re all sinners
We’re all sinners
Song #99: ‘I’m A Sinner’ ~ Summer 2012
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