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I’m always curious about people’s playlists. When I see someone with ear buds in, I want to walk up, take an ear bud out, and find out what they’re listening to. Since that’s too up close and personal, I’ll stare at them to see if it’s a jammin’ beat they’re swaying to or what reaction I get from them. Yes, I’m weird. I love to people watch. People fascinate me. Okay, I’m sounding really creepy now.

So, I tell myself I’ll keep my exercise playlist fresh and mix it up but it’s low on my priority list until I’m on the elliptical and start pushing shuffle for most of the songs. Here’s my current music motivation. I’m pretty embarrassed by about three or four songs on the list. Like Cool For The Summer. I find the vocals pretty ummm, awful but that song helps me move my ass.

Sober – Pink

Say It Right – Nelly Furtado

Push Upstairs – Underworld

Raise Your Glass – Pink

Problem – Ariana Grande

Everlong – Foo Fighters

Cool For The Summer – Demi Lovato

Catch My Breath – Kelly Clarkson

When Doves Cry – Prince

I Write Sins Not Tragdedies – Panic! At The Disco

No– Meghan Trainor

Locked Out Of Heaven – Bruno Mars

Miss Jackson – Panic! At The Disco

Cry Me A River – Justing Timberlake

SOS – Rihanna

Promiscuous – Nelly Fertado

Bang Bang – Jessie J, Ariana Grande, Nicki Minaj

Firework – Katy Perry

Stronger – Kelly Clarkson

Lose Yourself – Eminem

Don’t Stop The Music – Rihanna

When Doves Cry – Prince

Just Give Me A Reason – Pink

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Music Monday: Duran Duran

Yes, I’m showing my age but I loved the hell out of Duran Duran when I was younger and their posters were plastered all over my bedroom wall. It was a dream of mine to grow up and marry bassist John Taylor. Plus, there’s the whole men with accents thing that makes my panties drop. They’re still rocking the world and John still does things to me when I see him. Plus, I still squeal like a little girl whenever I hear them on the radio. Rock on, Duran Duran!

 

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Music Monday: Jack White

 

 

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Music Monday… on Tuesday: P!nk

Some of Pink’s songs bring out the stripper in me that I didn’t know existed. You probably have at least one song that does that. I start shaking my hips, drop it like it’s hot, and dance like no one’s watching. Cheers!

 

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Music Monday: James Bay

Planting apple trees at our new house.

Planting apple trees at our new house.

The past few weeks have been so busy. We bought our very first home after my husband retired from the military two weeks ago. I just had surgery last Monday and the packers for our move came Tuesday. Everything got moved in Thursday and here we are. It’s so weird that after all this time thinking we would be moving back to California, we decided to stay in Maine. It will be an adjustment.

Plus, there’s no way we would be able to get a house for the same price as here. Our new house sits on 4 1/2 acres and my husband has dreams of an apple orchard, which he already started planting for. The whole process of finding a home is confusing and one big mindfuck. But, after 20 years as a Navy wife, we’re finally home.

Here’s James Bay. My husband and I are seeing him in October. Squee, I can’t wait! His music’s great, he’s hot, and he has an English accent. I’m a sucker for an accent. I love true musicians that just need a guitar and their voice to create awesome music.

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Music Monday: Panic! At The Disco

Gay Pride Festival

Gay Pride Festival

I used to do Music Monday in my early days of blogging, years ago, and I miss it. So, I’m bringing it back. I know, who wants to watch videos on a blog when there’s YouTube, but fuck it. Music is my therapy. When it comes to Panic! At The Disco, the music got me through one of my first bouts of depression.

We had recently moved, I was in an absolutely horrible funk, and was in bed for 5 days straight watching episode after episode of Six Feet Under. During this time, I heard the song I Write Sins Not Tragedies and it brought a little light to the way I was feeling. Since then, I’ve loved this band.

I’d like to say that my heart goes out to everyone affected by the Pulse shooting. So many beautiful lives were taken too soon and in such a hateful way. Love is love no matter what.

 

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Book Review: I, Tina

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*For the lovely Alice.

I, Tina – by Tina Turner with Kurt Loder

I love, love, love Tina Turner and have always admired her strength. I saw the 1993 movie “What’s Love Got To Do With It” and couldn’t believe the things that Ms. Turner endured during her years with Ike Turner. In the book, the things that he did were even more reprehensible.

At the age of 3, Anna Mae Bullock and her sister were left behind by their parents in Nut Bush, Tennesse. Her sister Alline went to live with Mama Georgie, who Anna adored and loved but Anna was sent to live with the dour and strict Mama Roxanna.

Anna first debuted her amazing pipes in church. While she didn’t care for church, choir was the one thing she really loved.

In 1956, Anna Mae moved to St. Louis to live with her mom which was certainly a culture shock coming from the backwoods of Nut Bush, Tennessee. Alline had also come to St. Louis and they would go to clubs, one was where they saw Ike Turner and the Kings of Rhythm.

While Anna Mae didn’t think much of Ike at the time, when she saw him perform, she was blown away. Anna and Ike were involved with others and during this time Anna became pregnant by The Kings of Rhythm saxophone player, Raymond Hill.

The relationship didn’t last and despite the fact that Ike and Tina saw each other as having more of a brother/sister relationship, they ended up together, starting an extremely tumultuous relationship.

Soon Anna Mae was pregnant with Ike’s baby, her second child. Ike also renamed her Tina Turner and after working their asses off , touring clubs and long days with Ike overworking the crew, the hard work paid off and they got the opportunity to move to Los Angeles.

While their career was on the up and up, the relationship was hanging by a thread. There was so much abuse at the hand of Ike, and Tina felt like she owed it to Ike to stay since she knew what it was like to be abandoned by family.

The abuse from Ike are unspeakable but Tina tried her hardest to keep the band and family together. There were also serious threats made by Ike to keep Tina in line.

Not only was Ike Turner abusive to Tina, he would lash out at friends and coworkers as well. After many years of his abusive behavior, Tina finally had enough and got the courage to leave. During this time, she was exploring Buddhism and she felt that gave her the strength to finally leave.

Even after leaving Ike, he still made his presence known. Tina feared for her life and her childrens’ with the threats he would make to her for leaving him. There was even one instance when Tina was at home and there was a gunshot. The bullet went through her living room window. While they didn’t have proof, she was sure Ike was behind this despicable act.

After Tina’s divorce from Ike, all she was left with was her professional name. She went back to playing clubs and hotels. Then she got her break with music manager Roger Davies and she started touring all over the world.

Things really started to happen to her career when Roger Davies booked the Ritz in NYC to showcase Tina. It was a success! She even got the chance to tour with The Rolling Stones, something she did years prior when she was still with Ike.

Tina has grown from a sassy little girl from Nut Bush, Tennessee to a beloved international superstar.

This is one of the best autobiographies I’ve read. What was surprising to me was that Ike Turner even took part in it with interviews. While this book can be hard to read because of the abuse Ike handed out, it also shows strength, courage, and inspiration from Tina.

*Proud Mary… AMAZING live performance.

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