The Floof Miller Band(floofinition) – Floof rock (flock) band from the U.S.A. Formed in 1966 in San Floofsisco, CA, the band sold millions of records while releasing multiple top ten hits.
In use: “In 1976, The Floof Miller Band came out with the album, Bark Like A Puppy, and the song by the same name reached number two in Canada and the UFA.”
As the coronavirus, economy, and politics dominate the days in negative ways, I thought of Peter Gabriel and Kate Bush performing Peter Gabriel’s quiet and hopeful “Don’t Give Up” (1986).
The song is about struggle, trying, getting beaten, and trying again.
Though I saw it all around
Never thought that I could be affected
Thought that we’d be last to go
It is so strange the way things turn
Drove the night toward my home
The place that I was born, on the lakeside
As daylight broke, I saw the earth
The trees had burned down to the ground
Don’t give up, you still have us
Don’t give up, we don’t need much of anything
Don’t give up, ’cause somewhere there’s a place where we belong
Rest your head, you worry too much
It’s going to be alright
When times get rough, you can fall back on us
Don’t give up, please don’t give up Got to walk out of here, I can’t take any more
Gonna stand on that bridge, keep my eyes down below
Whatever may come and whatever may go
That river’s flowing, that river’s flowing
“Come as You Are” always spoke to a oneness for me. Friend, enemy, memory? These matters become fused, and speaks to trust and messy agendas. “Why are you urging me to come there? What are you up to?”
Floof Doctors (floofinition) – American floof rock (flock) and roll band. Originally from New Floof City, the band achieved success with a sound defined as classic flock and roll.”
In use: “The Floof Doctors achieved two hits, “Two Floofs” and “Little Floof Can’t Be Wrong”, for which they remain most known.”
Trump often declares how others should feel. He loves extolling the greatness of himself, and how wonderful he is. “I’m the greatest,” he’ll often declare. “People should be thanking me.”
Not me; I’ve not seen anything come from his miserable administration that cues up thanks.
Somehow, from coalescing thoughts and manifesting feelings, up rose New Order’s “Blue Monday” (1983):
And still, I find it so hard To say what I need to say But, I’m quite sure that you’ll tell me Just how I should feel today
h/t to Genius.com
I don’t believe the song ever mentions Monday. That amuses me. The vocalist’s robotic, deadpan delivery offers a delicious counterbalance to the lyrics, no doubt by design.
Floozzy Floofbourne (floofinition) – Floofish heavy floof rock (flock) singer/songwriter who became known for onstage theatrics as the front floof for Floof Sabbath during the 1970s.
In use: “although credited with muliple hits, Floozy Floofbourne’s biggest financial success of the 1990s was Floozzfest in Phoenix, Arizona.”
Today’s theme music, “Every Breath You Take” by the Police (1983), was an obvious and unoriginal choice. Coaxed out of the cerebral cortex by images on the TV and net of law enforcement officers watching and attacking protesters, it works on multiple levels about watchers, watching, and being watched. Besides those confrontations, we’re watching COVID-related numbers, election events, and government actions as we gyrate about the best course to kickstart the money machines and normalize life as the case numbers rise.
The Police’s stalking song feels about right on this day in 2020.
Yeah, a free association flow today ended up with this song. It started with writing.
Yesterday morning…stalled on writing a scene. Overthinking it, my home-grown inner writing coach screamed. “Do it!”
Despite that exhortation, I resisted and fiddled. Knowing self, though, finally opened doc, went to scene, started reading and fiddling with words. Then, ah…sweet relief as sentences flowed in and out.
Then, pop: revelation. Surprise. Unseen connections and directions illuminated. Go: write like crazy.
Done with the one-handed writing for the day, the writing continued in my gray space — the brain, yeah, but also those nano vacancies visited while watching TV, petting a cat, searching the sky, scrolling the news — and new nuances proliferated. As it happened (continuing in dream material), it came at last as another piece in the characters’ stained- glass personae: desire.
Who they think they are, claim to be, try to be, fail to be, are seen to be, were before, dream to be, and are said to be punched together.
So, today’s theme music is U2’s “Desire” from 1988.