Scare away the dark

A song that is being played on a fairly regular basis at Smith HQ is Scare Away the Dark by Passenger. Here are the lyrics reproduced (without permission) from genius.com:

Well, sing, sing at the top of your voice

Love without fear in your heart

Feel, feel like you still have a choice

If we all light up we can scare away the dark

We wish our weekdays away

Spend our weekends in bed

Drink ourselves stupid

And work ourselves dead

And all just because that's what mom and dad said we should do

We should run through the forests

We should swim in the streams

We should laugh, we should cry

We should love, we should dream

We should stare at the stars and not just the screens

You should hear what I'm saying and know what it means

To sing, sing at the top of your voice

Love without fear in your heart

Feel, feel like you still have a choice

If we all light up we can scare away the dark

Well, we wish we were happier, thinner and fitter

We wish we weren't losers and liars and quitters

We want something more not just nasty and bitter

We want something real not just hashtags and Twitter

It's the meaning of life and it's streamed live on YouTube

But I bet Gangnam Style will still get more views

We're scared of drowning, flying and shooters

But we're all slowly dying in front of fucking computers

So sing, sing at the top of your voice

Oh, love without fear in your heart

Can you feel, feel like you still have a choice

If we all light up we can scare away the dark

And oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh no

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh no

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh no

Sing it out now

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh no

Sing it out now

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh no

Sing it out now

Oh, oh, oh oh, oh, oh no

Well sing, sing at the top of your voice

Love without fear in your heart

Feel, feel like you still have a choice

If we all light up we can scare away the dark

These are the lyrics as the song appears on the album Whispers, and it is a rousing anthem to play on a Monday morning (or indeed any time of any day). To give you a sense of how the song sounds, I hereby embed the official video for the song:

This version is good, though not quite as good as the album version (as represented by the lyrics above). Can you spot the difference? 

Butterflies and bunnies are awake all night

 See that picture? As you can see it is the front cover of a book. It is one of Connie's books and she refers to it as her 'clever clogs' book (Connie is 3) . She was just reading the title to me. Whereas you or I might think that the book seems to be called the Usborne First Illustrated Science Dictionary, Connie has just read those words to me. She tells me that it says Butterflies and Bunnies Are Awake All Night. So there you go. 

 

All the little lights

 

The Existential Files

It is a little known fact that this blog, in its earlier incarnation as The Diary of a Spiritual Junkie, was at least partly inspired by the blog of my friend and colleague, Louie Savva. His blog was, and still is, the brilliantly titled Everything is Pointless (www.everythingispointless.com). 

I'm sure, as time progresses, I will say more about the ideas that Louie, now Dr Louie Savva (yay!), has shared on his blog, however for now I want to say just two things. First, after a 9 year hiatus I am pleased to note that Louie has resurrected his blog and is now blogging again (yay again!), and second, this recent acitivity has led to Louie and I joining forces, as it were, to begin work on what some are calling a 'podcast'. And so, I am proud to share here a link to an emerging playlist of said podcast that is going under the title of The Existential Files:

As will become apparent, if you choose to listen, we will use the conversations to explore a wide range of topics that might broadly fall under the heading of 'existential' in nature. These might include: the nature of existence; why we are here; how we decide what is 'worth' doing; evolution; science; philosophy; religion; and most importantly the artistic merit of if the TV sitcom Birds of a Feather. Anyway, it passes the time. :-)

I also feel the need to say please be aware that we are talking about topics that matter to us both dearly. This means at times we may find that we censor our language less than we might. I am aware that in at least some of the episodes there is swearing that, at the time of writing, we have not edited out. In fact, we do eventually record a conversation about the idea of 'offensiveness'. I'm not sure if that will become an episode in its own right or if it will simply be a conversation that has allowed Louie and I to openly explore this side of things.  Either way, please note that this is something that we are acutely aware of (or at least I am!). 

By the way, during this first episode you hear me mention I begin to jot down on a whiteboard some of the topics as we discuss them. This is what it looked like at the end of the recording: 

 

Sit Down Sunday

You must be tired after all that standing up yesterday? Time to take a rest on what the cooler kids are calling 'Sit Down Sunday'. Feel free to interpret as you wish... you might see it as the invitation to pause a while in that comfy armchair of yours and watch the world pass by. You might also interpret this in the way the popular music combo James did in their song that reached number 3 in the Hit Parade:

Stand Up Saturday

Continuing what is becoming a theme. Let's make today 'Stand Up Saturday'? A day to Stand Up for what you believe in. A day to Stand Up for what you feel in your heart to be right. A day to Stand Up for Yourself.

 

There is plenty already happening around the globe today along these lines. What will you do? 

 

F**k It Friday

One week on from Friday the 13th (unlucky day, aggh!) and at the end of the week that brought us 'Blue' Monday (unhappy day, boohoo!), we have F**k It Friday. 

If you need some rules explained, then carry on as you were. The rest of us, you know what to do. Enjoy and share if you wish! #FkItFriday (apparently #F**kItFriday don't work :-/). 

 

Fart in a Bucket Tuesday!

After Friday the 13th last week, and Blue Monday, yesterday was a far more uplifting day. It was a day that free from superstition, PR spin, and pseudo-scientific equations. 

 

It was, of ourse, Fart In a Bucket Tuesday! (#FIBT). The only rule of #FIBT was to play from your heart. Say it how it is. Be true. And spread the love. Or in the words of one key person of influence, a day of saying F**k It Big Time!

Update 18 Jan 2017: Here at #FIBT HQ, we were pleased to see the sentiment of #FIBT spill over to the following day. Remember, saying it how it is is not just for Tuesdays. It's for any day of the week!

 

 

Parallel Worlds

As I return to this blog, I discover a small number of draft posts that I made a start on and then left. Like so many 'projects', they don't get finished. I was drawn to one post under the title Parallel Worlds. It had one sentence:

I really don't enjoy marking. Especially when the weather outside is so gloriously warm and sunny

Just that one sentence. Followed by clip below from a brilliant documentary called Parallel Worlds, Parallel Lives. In fact, it appears to be the first part of what I remember was an hour long documentary. The date of the draft post was 25 May 2012. That was my mum's 72nd birthday.

Smoke or don't smoke

 

Some years ago, in what feels like a previous lifetime, I used to smoke. In fact, in the archives/annals/bowels of this blog you will find a blog post or two noting this. Whilst there were times when I really did enjoy a cigarette (such as after the first sip of a pint of beer...), by and large I wasn't a 'natural' smoker. I smoked, but I felt I perhaps shouldn't smoke. I knew it was bad for me, it cost money I couldn't really afford, and it made my hair and clothes smell. But still I smoked.

A dear friend of mine then said, "smoke, or don't smoke...". I asked him to say more. "Smoke, or don't smoke... it's  a choice.  But, if you choose to smoke, don't feel guilty. Either smoke and be OK with it, don't smoke and be OK with it." Years later, it is a phrase I find I am using in a range of contexts.

Mystery solved... Kinda

 

It was over a year ago that I had noted that a bank near me, or at least someone who worked at the bank, seemed to place a card in the window each morning. I didn't know why. Yesterday, I found out why. Kind of.

After many months of walking past the bank and feeling reassured that there would be another card in the window, I decided to finally give into my curiosity and enter the bank. I'm normally walking past at a time before the bank has opened, but yesterday I was walking past just as it turned 9:30. Opening time. 

There was no queue. Straight up to the bank desk.

"Morning...", I fumble as the bank clerk makes eye contact, "...bit of an odd one this. I've been walking past the bank each morning and I notice that a different playing card appears in the window every day. I was just wondering, well, why...?". Silence. The bank clerk stares back at me.

"Er..." her eyes soften as she thinks what to say. Maybe she doesn't know. Maybe she neither knows nor cares. She sheepishly looks to her left to her colleague who is emptying bags of cash into the drawer in front of her (or whatever bank clerks do first thing of a morning). This one also stares back at me. But she's more decisive.

"It's part of our security processes. That's all we can say." And she flashes a quick smile before the steely look returns. And with that, I feel suitably ushered out. 

So mystery solved. Kind of. It's part of our security processes. But what does that mean? Does each card have a different meaning? Who puts it up? Whatever it means, it feels a bit low-tech doesn't it?