Month: August 2020

Song Lyric Sunday – Wicked Game

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We have some devil prompts this week for Song Lyric Sunday, hosted by Jim Adams! He has given us Cruel, Evil, Horrible, Monster and Wicked. My choice is Wicked Game by Chris Isaak. I hope you enjoy it.

“Wicked Game” is a tale of obsessive love. Chris Isaak spoke to us about the late-night event which inspired the song: “This one I wrote really late at night and it was written in a short time, because I remember that a girl had called me and said, ‘I want to come over and talk to you,’ and ‘talk’ was a euphemism. And she said, ‘I want to come over and talk to you until you’re no longer able to stand up.’ And I said, ‘Okay, you’re coming over.’ And as soon as I hung up I thought, ‘Oh, my God. I know she’s gonna be trouble. She’s always been trouble. She’s a wildcat. And here I am, I’m going to get killed, but I’m doing this.’ And I wrote ‘Wicked Game’: ‘world’s on fire and no one can save me but you.’ It’s like you start thinking about it, and by the time she came over to the house, I had the song written. And I think she was probably upset because I was more excited by the song. (Laughing) I was like, ‘Yes, you’re gorgeous, baby. But listen to this song!'”
 
Isaak told us “Wicked Game” came to him effortlessly: “I think that sometimes you get easy ones that come very quick and you’re really glad – you go, ‘Wow, where’d this come from?’ It’s so fast to write. And then there’s other songs that you do and it’s like doing your homework. It’s like you really are working and biting the pencil and working on that third verse. Most of the time you do work. But sometimes you get lucky.”
 
The song got a big boost when an instrumental version was featured in the 1990 movie Wild At Heart, which was directed by David Lynch and starred Laura Dern and Nicolas Cage. Isaak spoke to interviewer, Mike Ragogna, about David Lynch: “I enjoy talking about David Lynch because he’s such a great guy. The question I get about him is, ‘How is David Lynch? Is he scary or spooky or something?’ I don’t think it’s ever guys who make films like David makes or who have that kind of weird bent in their artwork–those guys are probably the nicest guys in real life because they’ve expressed all of their weird angles. The guys you have to watch are the guys who go, ‘I’m a scout master, the proud father of two children, and I’m also a deacon in the church.’ Then you go, ‘Be careful.’ If he’s out in the back yard at night with a shovel, be careful because he’s burying something.”
 
Lee Chesnut, who was music director of an Atlanta radio station and a huge fan of David Lynch films, helped popularize this song when he added it to his playlist after watching Wild At Heart. The song gradually gained an audience and charted in the US 18 months after Isaak’s album Heart Shaped World was released.
 
The fashion photographer Herb Ritts directed the track’s racy video. It features model Helena Christensen seducing Isaak on a beach. In 1991, it won MTV Video Music Awards for Best Male Video, Best Cinematography, and Best Video From a Film. It regularly features on “Sexiest Music Videos Ever” lists.
 
 Courtesy of Songfacts
Lyrics

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I'd never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you
And I'd never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No I don't want to fall in love (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
No I don't want to fall in love (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
With you
With you (this girl is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game you played to make me feel this way
What a wicked thing to do to let me dream of you
What a wicked thing to say you never felt this way
What a wicked thing to do to make me dream of you

And I don't want to fall in love (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
No I don't want to fall in love (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
With you

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do
I'd never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you
And I'd never dreamed that I'd lose somebody like you

No I don't want to fall in love (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
No I don't want to fall in love (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
With you (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
With you (this girl is only gonna break your heart)

No I (this girl is only gonna break your heart)
(This girl is only gonna break your heart)

Nobody loves no one

Written by Chris Isaak

Offerings

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Offerings

A special place
of calming energy
Rocks
smooth to the touch
Warm and comforting
His presence felt here
More than a hundred 
times they had sat
in peaceful silence
but for the birds
and sounds of nature 
Now she sits alone
and remembers him
The tokens of love
She leaves each time
An evocation of images
and memories
A feather because
She feels caressed
by wings when lonely
The red Jasper stone
to keep her grounded
Accepting what she
cannot change
The pressed autumn leaf
that was delicately placed
between the pages
of his book
Reminding her of
those colder days
they had sat here
Then, just for fun
the red Lifesaver candies
His favorite


Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing © 

written for Sue Vincent’s weekly
write/photo - Tokens

Stream of Conciousness - More than a hundred

Woodpeckering – Verbing!

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Woodpeckering

Stirring in the
early dawning
Dream-making
while slumbering
Disturbed
and awoken
to the sound of
Tap, tap, tap
A tumulting
fanfaring
of a bird
Eavesdropping in
Looking for the spot
where he will drill
Grubbing and
Bugging 
for his breakfasting
pleasure
He commences his
Woodpeckering
in earnest
His day had begun
long before mine
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Bjorn is hosting D'Verse Poets tonight
and he has prompted us to use nouns as verbs.
i.e. "Verbing" Here is my attempt!

Without a Trace

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Without a Trace

Footprints stolen
by the sea
Voices drowned
by gulls
Words carried
away in protest
on salty winds
 
The beach keeps its secrets
of ghosts from the past
Sweeping away remnants 
of life and love
without a trace
until there’s nothing left
but pristine sand
 
Although here
among the driftwood
and starfish,
your essence
lingers still
Your presence
is felt, always
 
 
Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing ©

Word Prompts

Protest - Word of the Day
Nothing - FOWC

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