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You know what would be fun?
If I had a party with a Hairspray theme, where everyone would dress up and dance to the Hairspray soundtrack and other 60’s songs.
That would be so super fun!! Or just any theme that’s related to musicals, like West Side Story! Or Grease! Or even The Wizard of Oz!!!
Sigh. Too bad I don’t have the money to organise one. It would’ve been a brilliant idea for a birthday party.
This is what I think is the awesomest costume ever, be it for Halloween or a costume-themed party:
Isn’t it just the cutest/most quirky costume in the world? Although I don’t know if I’d wear that to a party. I rather be Alice:
Alas, I won’t be dressing up for Halloween, as usual. I’ll be too busy studying instead of partying at some club/event/friend’s house. :’(
(pictures courtesy of www.halloweenexpress.com)
I’ve always loved the songs of The Beatles. As a child, I danced to Love Me Do and Can’t Buy Me Love, and I cried to Yesterday and Michelle. Then, a few years ago, I (re)discovered The Beatles’ later songs that dated between 1967 and 1970. They were in a whole different genre than the songs between 1962 and 1966. The earlier songs were songs that made your heart soar and made you dance without worrying how silly you looked. There were also songs that tugged at your heartstrings, making the sky darken with gloom, like Eleanor Rigby. But the later songs were very very different. Songs like Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds and Strawberry Fields Forever had this psychedelic feel to them. As a kid, I didn’t quite appreciate these songs, preferring the upbeat melody from the earlier songs instead. But as I grew older, I have grown to love the later songs as much as I love the earlier ones.
Unlike the earlier songs, which had a similar quality to them, the later songs were different from each other. There were upbeat songs that made you smile, like All You Need Is Love and Ob-la-di, Ob-la-da. And who could ever forget the infamous Hey Jude, which was allegedly written by Paul McCartney for John Lennon’s son Julian when John was in a relationship with Yoko Ono. But there were also a very very whimsical song with a catchy tune: I Am The Walrus. I love singing along to the song, and I could never understand how John Lennon came up with the lyrics:
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
See how they run like pigs from a gun, see how they fly.
I’m crying.Sitting on a cornflake, waiting for the van to come.
Corporation tee-shirt, stupid bloody tuesday.
Man, you been a naughty boy, you let your face grow long.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob.Mister city policeman sitting
Pretty little policemen in a row.
See how they fly like lucy in the sky, see how they run.
I’m crying, i’m crying.
I’m crying, i’m crying.Yellow matter custard, dripping from a dead dog’s eye.
Crab a locker fishwife, pornographic priestess,
Boy, you been a naughty girl you let your knickers down.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob.Sitting in an english garden waiting for the sun.
If the sun don’t come, you get a tan
From standing in the english rain.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob g’goo goo g’joob.Expert textpert choking smokers,
Don’t you think the joker laughs at you?
See how they smile like pigs in a sty,
See how they snied.
I’m crying.Semolina pilchard, climbing up the eiffel tower.
Elementary penguin singing hare krishna.
Man, you should have seen them kicking edgar allan poe.
I am the eggman, they are the eggmen.
I am the walrus, goo goo g’joob g’goo goo g’joob.
Goo goo g’joob g’goo goo g’joob g’goo.
The words are just so nonsensical and whimsical. It reminded me of Alice in Wonderland, and indeed, the walrus in the song is from the poem The Walrus and the Carpenter (which was in the second Alice book, Through The Looking Glass). Despite the lyrics being so silly, I love the song to bits. Every time I listen to this song, I feel a sense of euphoria, as if I’m in a state of high. The other day I turned up the volume, chose the song, and danced around in my room like a mad woman. At that moment, I felt like nothing else in the world matter, that I had not a single care in the world. It was just me, and the walrus.




