till it ran one step ahead
as we followed in the dance.
About ten days ago, Fable, Evie and I decided to go for an all-English Karaoke session. Evie commented that it was one of the very rare occasions where no Chinese songs were sung in a karaoke session. Fable recommended the Curve outlet, as apparently they have one of the better English collection there.
So there we go, we spent 3 uninterrupted hours singing (or rather, making noises) our hearts out!! Very fulfilling! Fable chose to sing a good mix of songs from the 80s to current. Evie, was rather silent... apparently too shy even with just us! As for me, I chose all those songs from the 80s and 90s. I was ready to sing Debbie Gibson and Belinda Carlisle, but damn, not a single song in the catalogue. ~ Phuh! There seemed to be a lot of songs from the late 80s and early 90s missing! Fable reckoned it's because these songs are neither too old nor too new. But I would really like to demand an explanation from the karaoke operators!!!!
Between the parted pages
we were pressed
in love's hot, fevered iron
like a striped pair of pants.
Look at that hand and finger action in the pic!! LOL!
So in the end, I settled for a few interesting 70s and 80s songs, that I was sure these were rarely sung.... like Let's Hear It for the Boy (Deniece Williams), You Keep Me Hanging On (Kim Wilde), Physical (Olivia Newton-John). Two of my favourites: Buenos Aires (Madonna) and MacArthur Park (Donna Summer). And I absolutely love to sing MacArthur Park, cos it's an interesting song. It is in fact a very dramatic sad song disguised in a disco dance tune. I'll let you listen in Youtube a little later.
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, nooo!
Apparently, the song, which was penned by Jimmy Webb and originally recorded by Richard Harris in 1968, had an unusually complex musical structure for a pop song. Read about it here. Donna Summer covered the song in 1978 and the song spent three weeks atop the Billboard charts.
I recall the yellow cotton dress
foaming like a wave
on the ground beneath your knees
birds like tender babies in your hands
and the old men playing
Chinese checkers
by the trees
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Earlier that morning, the gang and I had a little picnic in the park at the Lake Gardens. But who would have guessed that the picnic in the park was the beginning of our own MacArthur Park in the making?
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, nooo!
Our dear sister's cake was soon to be left out in the rain by someone very dear to her. She didn't think she can take it cause she took so long to bake it, and she feared she'll never have the recipe again.
There'll be another song for me
and I will sing it
there'll be another dream for me
someone will bring it
I will drink the wine while it is warm
and never let you catch me
looking at the sun, oh yeah
and after all the loves of my life
after all loves in my life
you'll be the one
I will take my life into my hands
and I will use it
I will win the worship in their eyes
and I will lose it
I will have the things that I desire
and my passion flow like rivers
through the sky
oh and after all the loves in my life
after all the loves in my life
you'll still be the one
and I'll ask myself why
MacArthur Park is melting in the dark
all the sweet green icing flowing down
someone left the cake out in the rain
I don't think that I can take it
'cause it took so long to bake it
and I'll never have that recipe again
Oh, nooo!
Indeed, the wave of pain was also excruciatingly felt through all of us. We didn't know what else we could do to relieve the burden of her sorrow. We love her dearly and hope she would bounce back soon and kick ass.
Time and space will heal all wounds. But will she ever able to see us through that silent shade of gray which had apparently enveloped us all in that gloom of her painful memories. Or will that silent shade of gray mark the end of the sisterhood era?
