The end is nigh. Today is the penultimate song choice. A song from your childhood. Being chosen and revealed on Mother's Day no less.
I could go with Abba, have memories of one of their albums being the first one I asked to own. Then I thought I could pull out one of the many hippie country folk songs from John Denver, Carole King, Peter, Paul & Mary, The Seekers since that is what I grew up listening to. But since many songs I've chosen are tending to the more obscure or left of field I figure I should keep this going.......
What I didn't realise in this song choice was it was originally a Eurovision song. Honestly, my mother has a lot to answer for *lol* (the fact Abba did Eurovision in no way changes this fact). The song came out before I was born, how on earth I heard it I have no idea. I do remember the small, single song LP record and requesting to have it played (I couldn't use the stereo system - was too young .....) and bop around the lounge room dancing to it. Repeatedly.
Without further ado........here is a classic earworm that can be hard to get out of your head. Puppet on a String sung by Sandie Shaw. Oh, and I managed to find the actual Eurovision performance.....so very different to what is done nowadays.
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Tuesday, 19 April 2011
Seasons, Sleep & 30 Day Song Challenge Day Ten
A song that makes you fall asleep. I've chosen a song that helps me fall to sleep rather than one that is so blargh you fall asleep to avoid it.
The Four Seasons by Antonio Vivaldi wins this round. Years ago, when I had trouble sleeping as a kid (it's been an issue for a long time) my mum would play a cassette (yep, technology ruled) of the Four Seasons to help distract my brain as I drifted off to sleep.
The result is each season means something slightly different to me. Depending on which side of the tape we were up to (that fangled technology required these accommodations) meant I either started with Spring or Autumn. So, those were the signals for my brain to start getting to sleep. If I heard Summer or Winter start I knew I was having one of 'those' nights aka taking forever to get to sleep.
Spring and Autumn are such triggers now, that I tend to almost not-hear them. I've gone with an excerpt of Winter as the show'n'tell. Plus I think the link is kinda awesome (I'm a sucker for fancy masques). Enjoy!
The Four Seasons by Antonio Vivaldi wins this round. Years ago, when I had trouble sleeping as a kid (it's been an issue for a long time) my mum would play a cassette (yep, technology ruled) of the Four Seasons to help distract my brain as I drifted off to sleep.
The result is each season means something slightly different to me. Depending on which side of the tape we were up to (that fangled technology required these accommodations) meant I either started with Spring or Autumn. So, those were the signals for my brain to start getting to sleep. If I heard Summer or Winter start I knew I was having one of 'those' nights aka taking forever to get to sleep.
Spring and Autumn are such triggers now, that I tend to almost not-hear them. I've gone with an excerpt of Winter as the show'n'tell. Plus I think the link is kinda awesome (I'm a sucker for fancy masques). Enjoy!
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