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One Man’s Ceiling Is Another Man’s Floor

It’s been so many times I’ve posted the songs of Paul Simon. Whether he sang alone or he sang duet with his partner Art Garfunkel. It can not be denied that I really like him whether he sang alone or duet with Art Garfunkel. Especially, his album “There Goes Rhymin’ Simon“. Almost all of his songs in this album I like. I can mention :

Only the song “Tenderness” that I am not familiar with. The other songs I like them all and I’ve already posted them in my postings.

I like the sentence “One Man’s Ceiling Is Another Man’s Floor”. Remind me of a situation in this world. Someone’s misfortune is another’s fortune. Like a doctor and common people. If people get sick,  then  a doctor can get the fortune by healing the patient. Also with advocate, if people get troubles especially in laws, then an advocate can get the fortune by giving the client law help.

In Indonesia, we also have a popular joke that’s almost similar with  this situation. It’s about an employee who behaves like a frog. He likes to worship to the top, elbowed aside and kick down the bottom. Just like the movement of a frog. I don’t know if this joke is also popular in other countries.

It tells about an employee with a bad attitude. An employee who likes to lick the boss in abnormal and  excessive way.  Who likes to elbowed his / her partners or co workers. And last but not least,  likes to threat  his / her subordinates in bad ways. All things that he / she does, she / he does it just for the profit of himself / herself.

Something So Right

You’ve got the cool water When the fever runs high
You’ve got the look of lovelight in your eyes And I was in crazy motion
’til you calmed me down It took a little time But you calmed me down

When something goes wrong I’m the first to admit it
I’m the first to admit it And the last one to know

when something goes right Well it’s likely to lose me, mm
It’s apt to confuse me It’s such an unusual sight
Oh, I can’t, I can’t get used to something so right
Something so right

They’ve got a wall in China It’s a thousand miles long
To keep out the foreigners they made it strong
And I’ve got a wall around me That you can’t even see
It took a little time To get next to me

When something goes wrong I’m the first to admit it
I’m the first to admit it And the last one to know
when something goes right Well it’s likely to lose me, mm
It’s apt to confuse me because it’s such an unusual sight
Oh, I swear, I can’t get used to something so right
Something so right

Some people never say the words “I love you”
It’s not their style to be so bold
Some people never say those words “I love you”
But like a child they’re longing to be told, mm

When something goes wrong I’m the first to admit it
I’m the first to admit it And the last one to know
when something goes right Well it’s likely to lose me, mm
It’s apt to confuse me because it’s such an unusual sight
I swear, I can’t, I can’t get used to something so right
Something so right

I really like this song. Beside its melancholy and romantic, I like its lyrics too, it really suits me. I am an introvert person, like the one who was told in this song. ” And I’ve got a wall around me that you can’t even see. It took a little time to get next to me”. I only have a few friends or it can be said as not so many. I only open my self to those who are my close friends. And to them too I pour my heart contents.

On the other side, writing can be my escape, my breakout and channel to voice my heart contents. So maybe because of this, I don’t know why suddenly I like to blog. It is a new hobby for me that runs from about a year ago. I did it from big zero last year and still trying how to make good posts.

And like the lyrics in this song too, I feel that my life goes not so smooth for me since I was a kid.  I feel so unlucky. Like any other normal kids, I was an emotional kid too. When my toy was borrowed by my relatives, sometimes I became angry. When I played card with my relatives and I lose, I cried.

It happened at school too. When we assigned to make groups to do a certain work, I usually could not get a group until my teacher insert me to a group.

One funny thing I still remembered about school. I was in  the same school with my older sister. She was only a grade higher than me. When I was not yet schooled in there, my sister  usually went home earlier every Saturday. But when I was schooled there, that rule didn’t applied anymore. Another funny thing I still remembered about school is when my older sister went home earlier than me, I was so angry.

It continues until I become adult. When I bought my own house, from the beginning I doubt that the region where my candidate house laid is  a potential flooded area. After I bought it, I know that it is really a flooded area. So, I have to sell it and seek another house.

And lately it happens with my work too. When a problem solved, another problem  occured. It happens again and again. Sometimes when a problem is still not solved yet, another problem occured. This situation sometimes makes me between desperate and skeptical.

Until one day I tweet this sentence on twitter “Tidak selalu ada jawaban untuk setiap persoalan yang ada di dunia ini, kecuali Tuhan sendiri yang mau dan sudi menjawabnya”. In English, it means “There is not always an answer for every problem in this world, except God himself willing  to answer”.

Sometimes I think that I have to and better to resign from my work and start to begin my own business. So if problem happens, it is my own business. I can solve the problem with all that I can and all my capabilities, and it’s worth in my thought.

Loves Me Like a Rock

When I was a little boy (when I was just a boy)
And the Devil would call my name (when I was just a boy)
I’d say “Now who do, (who-oo)
Who do you think you’re fooling?” (when I was just a boy)
I’m a consecrated boy (when I was just a bo-o-o-y)
I’m a singer in a Sunday choir (oooh)

Oh my mama loves me, she loves me
She get down on her knees and hug me (ahh a-a-ah)
(oh)She loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages
And loves me She love me, love me, love me, love me

When I was grown to be a man (grown to be a man)
And the Devil would call my name (grown to be a man)
I’d say “Now who do, (whooo)
Who do you think you’re fooling?” (grown to be a man)
I’m a consummated man (grown to be a ma-a-a-n)
I can snatch a little purity (oooh)

My mama loves me, she loves me
She get down on her knees and hug me (ahh a-a-ah)
(oh)She loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages
And loves me She love me, love me, love me, love me

And if I was the President (was the President)
The minute that Congress called my name (was the President)
I’d say “Now who do, (whooo)
Who do you think you’re fooling? (who do you think you’re fooling)
I’ve got the Presidential Seal (was the president)
I’m up on the Presidential Po-o-dium (oooh)

My mama loves me, she loves me She get down on her knees and hug me
(oh)She loves me like a rock She rocks me like the rock of ages And loves me

This song has been interpreted in many different views of the listeners. Some said that this song was a gospel song, because mentioned about devil and Sunday choir. The other said that this song had nothing to do with religion, but only described the growth of a boy into a man. But Wikipedia mentioned that this song had the gospel version which sang by The Dixie Hummingbirds.

Some who said that it is not a gospel  song said the second verse described a relationship about the boy with his mother and the fourth verse described a relationship about the boy with his wife or his girlfriend. But I have a different story about my childhood with my late mother.

I was the youngest child in the family. My mother liked me because I was chubby and adorable. She often called me when I was not in her sight. After that she liked to have me in her lap and grabbed me tightly. Sometimes she also bit my hand. After for a while, then she released me.

Now after I am adult, I do the same thing with my bolster. I like to grab it tight and pretend that it is an adorable child and sometimes I also kiss it. 🙂

Talk about a song which told about the growth of a person from childhood to adulthood I know another song titled “Que Sera Sera”.  But this song told about the growth of a girl into a woman. Sang by Doris Day. And the first line of the first verse of both songs are almost the same, both in lyrics and tones. “When I was a little boy” in “Loves Me Like A Rock” and “When I was just a little girl” in “Que Sera Sera”

When I was just a little girl I asked my mother what will I be
Will I be pretty will I be rich Here’s what she said to me

Que Sera Sera Whatever will be will be The future’s not ours to see
Que Sera Sera What will be will be

When I grew up and fell in love I asked my sweetheart what lies ahead
Will we have rainbows day after day Here’s what my sweetheart said

Que Sera Sera Whatever will be will be The future’s not ours to see
Que Sera Sera What will be will be

Now I have children of my own They ask their mother what will I be
Will I be handsome will I be rich I tell them tenderly

Que Sera Sera Whatever will be will be The future’s not ours to see
Que Sera Sera What will be will be Que Sera Sera

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

These 2 videos above both have similarity, both melancholic. And in my opinion,  both have almost similar tones. When I tried to imitate these both songs  on keyboard,  sometimes I confused and became randomized and chaotic. Then because of  curiosity I searched about “American Tune” on the internet.  But before that, I already knew that “O Sacred Head, Now Wounded” was composed by Johann Sebastian Bach. Then I found it in Wikipedia. It said that  “American Tune” was based on the melody from Johann  Sebastian Bach’s chorale  from St. Matthew Passion. “American Tune”‘s melody is practically identical to that of the hymns “O Sacred Head, Now Wounded”, although Paul Simon expanded on the tune.

Although I finally knew about similarity of these 2 songs. But last Saturday when I went to the church and the choir sang “O Sacred Head, Now Wounded”, I still surprised when the church organ played the intro of this song. I said to myself that the intro sounded like “American Tune”.

Beside both have similarity, both have difference. “O Sacred Head, Now Wounded” was a gospel song told about the sacrifice of  The Son of The God to redeem human from sins. This song is often sung in the church during Easter.

While “American Tune” according to Wikipedia described a perspective on the American experience; there are references to struggle, weariness, hard work, confusion, and homesickness. The bridge conveys a dream of death and of the Statue of Liberty “sailing away to sea.” The song ends with an assertion that “you can’t be forever blessed” before the lyrics return to the idea of work, tiredness, and resignation.

To worry, weary, confuse and doubt is human. But to sacrifice is divine. Just like The Son of The God who sacrificed himself to redeem human from sins.

Happy Easter !

O Sacred Head, Now Wounded

O sacred Head, now wounded, with grief and shame weighed down,
now scornfully surrounded with thorns, Thine only crown:
O sacred head, what glory, what bliss till now was thine!
Yet, though despised and gory,I joy to call thee mine

What Thou, my Lord, has suffered was all for sinners’ gain;
mine, mine was the transgression, but Thine the deadly pain.
Lo, here I fall, my Savior! ‘Tis I deserve Thy place;
look on me with Thy favor, vouchsafe to me Thy grace.

What language shall I borrow to thank Thee, dearest friend,
for this Thy dying sorrow, Thy pity without end ?
O make me Thine forever; and should I fainting be,
Lord, let me never, never outlive my love to Thee.

American tune

Many’s, the time I’v been mistaken And many times confused
Yes, and often felt forsaken And certainly misused
But I’m all right, I’m all right I’m just weary to my bones
Still, you don’t expect to be Bright and bon vivant
So far away from home, so far away from home

And I don’t know a soul who’s not been battered
I don’t have a friend who feels at ease
I don’t know a dream that’s not been shattered or driven to its knees
But it’s all right, it’s all right We’ve lived so well so long
Still, when I think of the road we’re traveling on
I wonder what went wrong I can’t help it, I wonder what went wrong

And I dreamed I was dying And I dreamed that my soul rose unexpectedly
And looking back down at me Smiled reassuringly
And I dreamed I was flying And high up above my eyes could clearly see
The Statue of Liberty Sailing away to sea
And I dreamed I was flying

We come on the ship they call the Mayflower
We come on the ship that sailed the moon
We come in the age’s most uncertain hour and sing an American tune
But it’s all right, it’s all right You can’t be forever blessed
Still, tomorrow’s going to be another working day And I’m trying to get some rest
That’s all I’m trying to get some rest

Saint Judy’s Comet

Oo, little sleepy boy Do you know what time it is?
Well the hour of your bedtime’s long been past
And though I know you’re fighting it
I can tell when you rub your eyes
You’re fading fast, oh fading fast

Won’t you run come see St. Judy’s Comet Roll across the skies
And leave a spray of diamonds in its wake
I long to see St. Judy’s Comet Sparkle in your eyes when you awake
Oh, when you wake, wake

Little boy Won’t you lay your body down
Little boy Won’t you close your weary eyes
Ain’t nothing flashing but the fireflies

Well I sang it once and I sang it twice
I’m going to sing it three times more
I’m going to stay ’til your resistance Is overcome
‘Cause if I can’t sing my boy to sleep
Well it makes your famous daddy look so dumb look so dumb

Won’t you run come see St. Judy’s Comet Roll across the skies
And leave a spray of diamonds in its wake
I long to see St. Judy’s Comet Sparkle in your eyes when you awake
Oh, when you wake, wake

Little boy, little boy Won’t you lay your body down
Little boy, little boy Won’t you close your weary eyes
Ain’t nothing flashing but the fireflies

Oo, little sleepy boy Do you know what time it is?
Well the hour of your bedtime’s long been past
And though I know you’re fighting it
I can tell when you rub your eyes
You’re fading fast, oh fading fast

I know this song since I was a kid, but of course because English is not my primary language. So I don’t know the meanings. I just like this song until I knew English and began to know that this song is a lullaby. Then recently I searched the lyrics on the internet.

Talk about  lullaby, when I was a kid, my parents never sang me a song when I go to sleep. But they always take me to bed and they always put my pajamas on me.

I have a funny story about this. I have an older sister who is not so much older than me. She’s just 2 years older than me. We have the same bed room. I always wanted my mother to take me to my bed and  put  my pajamas on me. My sister always wanted my father to take her to her bed and put her pajamas on her.

After that I also wanted my mother to say that I am beautiful instead of handsome. And my sister also wanted my father to say that she is handsome instead of beautiful.

But good for her, she grew normal. Having a happy family with her husband and their children.

Learn how to fall

You got to learn how to fall Before you learn to fly
And mama, mama it ain’t no lie Before you learn to fly
Learn how to fall

You got to drift in the breeze Before you set your sails
It’s an occupation where the wind prevails
Before you set your sails Drift in the breeze

Oh and it’s the same old story Ever since the world began
Everybody got the runs for glory Nobody stop and scrutinize the plan
Nobody stop and scrutinize the plan

You got to learn how to fall Before you learn to fly
The tank towns they tell no lie Before you learn to fly
Learn how to fall

Yes if we want to learn anything, like it or not we must ready learn to fall or accept failures. Before we finally can do the thing we learn with correctly. But, does this  suit for pilot who learns to fly an aeroplane ? Or job that related directly with someone’s life ?

I experienced it myself when I learnt to ride a bicycle when I was a kid. I learn it for a long time before I finally could ride it. But before I fell, usually I jumped off the bike and stood on my feet. After I could ride a bicycle, I still didn’t dare to ride it on a highway. It happened until I became adult. And so I continue to learn a motor bike. Probably because of needs, I finally dared to ride a motorcycle on the highway.

This way is also applied to who wants to do business. Learn from failure, before finally we get success.

There’s even an old saying says  “Failure is a delayed success”

Kodachrome

After I posted Paul Simon’s song “Was A Sunny Day”, today I review it. Then I play the other video of his song. That is “Kodachrome”. Like the song “Was A Sunny Day”, “Kodachrome” is also my favourite song. And Photography is one of my new hobbies too, although I’m not as good as the pros.

I still remember when I was child,  I was afraid to be photographed. Then, because of curious, I started to venture to be photographed in  a photo studio. The portrait was still black and white. I was still in elementary school that time.

After that, when I became a teenager, my family bought a camera. By that time, maybe digital camera is still not exist yet. But the portrait has already colourful. We often took pictures, especially when we were on picnic or going out town for holidays. But over time, we were bored and rarely took pictures.

After that,  recently about 2 years ago I bought a cellular phone that included camera function. Then I started to take my own pictures by using selftimer. But because I’m not satisfied of the result that  is less sharp and  break if zoomed, so I bought a digital camera. To complete it, I bought a mini tripod that usually seated at the table. But not for long, the tripod was a bit broken. And  because of curious with video camera, at last I bought it one too. At that time, including a tripod as bonus.

As you know or for you know if you still don’t know, my blog load many pictures of me that taken with my digital camera. This self portraits were taken by myself with using selftimer and tripod. Maybe my pictures are not so good, these because my camera is only a pocket camera with middle quality, not a SLR camera that usually been used by pros.