This sort of song is curious to me. Someone is jetting off, traveling the world, going to exotic (and dangerous?) tourist destinations, taking photos, buying souvenirs, and apparently looking for something necessary or vital, yet that same person belongs to another. In what way? I suppose when the wanderlust happens, one can only hope.
This was Jo Stafford's signature song in the early 1950s. To me, it sounds like a small-town girl worried that her love (maybe a soldier) would forget her when he was in exotic climes.
I listened to a Cline's and Stafford's, but I first came across this song in the posted version, which I think is beautifully done, though the enunciation leaves much to be desired :)
A little bit into Eyes Wide Shut, Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman, husband and wife in the movie, have a semi-argument over the essential nature of man vs. woman as it pertains to sexual desire and promiscuity.
He starts making his point about reproductive investment and she gives him a huge eye roll and the old brush off as if to say, "Oh no, here we go again, moron."
Pretty amusing. The only levity in a consistently serious, ugly movie.
Maybe that exchange between husband and wife wasn't even meant to be funny. After all, the movie came out in 1999 and that sort of slant wasn't yet a cliche, so far as I can recall.
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What does this belonging involve?
This sort of song is curious to me. Someone is jetting off, traveling the world, going to exotic (and dangerous?) tourist destinations, taking photos, buying souvenirs, and apparently looking for something necessary or vital, yet that same person belongs to another. In what way? I suppose when the wanderlust happens, one can only hope.
Are those ear-rings or some sort of rape culture campus contraption to trick women into having sex?
If you love somebody - set them free.
(free free set them free)
This was Jo Stafford's signature song in the early 1950s. To me, it sounds like a small-town girl worried that her love (maybe a soldier) would forget her when he was in exotic climes.
Patsy Cline's version.
I listened to a Cline's and Stafford's, but I first came across this song in the posted version, which I think is beautifully done, though the enunciation leaves much to be desired :)
Today that evolutionary psychology guy said that gossiping is to humans what social grooming is to the other primates.
But then he went on to say that gossiping is adaptive as it enables us to spot cheaters while spotting those whom we might cheat.
Hard to see how eating someone else's skin parasites will do that for you.
Anyway, he construes gossiping so broadly that it encompasses pretty much all informal conversation.
Still, I see his point. People spend a lot of time talking to other people about what's wrong about other people.
There was a phase there, at TOP, where that became something of a parlor game.
I found it kind of interesting, in a curious sort of way.
A guilty pleasure, I must confess, that ultimately made me feel ashamed of myself.
Oh, right, you belong to me.
Made me think of the Elvis Costello song, last track on this Year's Model."
Looked it up on YouTube maybe two days ago.
There's your synchronicity coincidence of the day!
Bat, which ev psych author are you listening to?
I don't know about gossip in caveman days, but nowadays it's very harmful.
How's THIS for service?
A little bit into Eyes Wide Shut, Tom Cruise and Nicole Kidman, husband and wife in the movie, have a semi-argument over the essential nature of man vs. woman as it pertains to sexual desire and promiscuity.
He starts making his point about reproductive investment and she gives him a huge eye roll and the old brush off as if to say, "Oh no, here we go again, moron."
Pretty amusing. The only levity in a consistently serious, ugly movie.
Maybe that exchange between husband and wife wasn't even meant to be funny. After all, the movie came out in 1999 and that sort of slant wasn't yet a cliche, so far as I can recall.
Hey, Ms. Smith, no smoky echoes here.
Fucking awful, nevertheless, perhaps.
What can I say?
And then there's the Carla Bruni version.
Beautiful melody
deborah said...though the enunciation leaves much to be desired :)
My thoughts on Van Morrison.
Except I get the feeling my guy is doing it on purpose. A-noy-ing.
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