The City In The Sky

July Writing Prompt: # 2 City in the sky

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Ever have one of those days

when you don’t want to be told where to go

so you just sit there and go nowhere

until you relize

It’s one of those days

when it’s not that being told what to do that bothers you

what bothers you is being told how to get there

and

how you should look, the clothes you should wear, the expression on your face modified for mass consumption.

There are some days when I just want to keep moving

and the only sound I want to hear

is the wind in my ears

until I reach that City In The Sky

where it rains when it wants to rain and it snows when it can and none of the houses look the same and the lawns are a little overgrown and dogs bark and cats chase birds and Werewolves dance with Zombies in wild abandon in the streets at sunrise and your Pizza Delivery is always on time.

 

 

 

Postmodern Jukebox

 

I just found this great interruption by Postmodern Jukebox of a song by Toto called ” Africa ” that I am excited to share.

To be honest I was over the original version of ‘ Africa ‘ about a week after it was released in 1981 because I heard it playing over the sound system NON STOP at a Mall I was working at.

( Remember Malls anyone? )

and I’ve pretty much hated it ever since.

Just as an FYI the original video for this was a ‘hit’ on MTV and music critics la la loved everything about this song.

Me not so much.

Actually I hated the video too.

So what tickled my fancy and got me into the song after a lifetime of ” no, ugh turn it off ” which is a reaction I have to most songs by the Beatles too -was not only the arrangement ( which has a sense of movement and adventure), but the staging for the song- which I’ll let you see without comment.

So go ahead- give it a whirl, this is a good one:

More videos by PostmodernJukebox HERE– Check it out, these are GREAT covers.

Postmodern Jukebox Website HERE

Africa

David Paich and Jeff Porcaro

I hear the drums echoing tonight
But she hears only whispers of some quiet conversation
She’s coming in, 12:30 flight
The moonlit wings reflect the stars that guide me towards salvation
I stopped an old man along the way
Hoping to find some old forgotten words or ancient melodies
He turned to me as if to say
“Hurry boy, it’s waiting there for you”

It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had (ooh, ooh)

The wild dogs cry out in the night
As they grow restless, longing for some solitary company
I know that I must do what’s right
As sure as Kilimanjaro rises like Olympus above the Serengeti
I seek to cure what’s deep inside, frightened of this thing that I’ve become

It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had (ooh, ooh)

Hurry boy, she’s waiting there for you

It’s gonna take a lot to drag me away from you
There’s nothing that a hundred men or more could ever do
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
(I bless the rain)
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
I bless the rains down in Africa
(Gonna take the time)
Gonna take some time to do the things we never had (ooh, ooh)