RHIANNON had arrived in HOLLYWOOD one sunny MONDAY MORNING, her BROWN EYES wide with excitement.
She was determined to be a star, and was DREAMIN' THE DREAM. Acting was what she loved, but it turned out to be a LOVE THAT BURNS.
She tried her best to KEEP ON GOING, but the auditions just wouldn't COME, and the SANDS OF TIME were running out.
And that, was the harsh reality in THE CITY of Los Angeles.
The glitz and glamour were EVERYWHERE, but BEHIND THE MASK, the place was full of people who felt LIKE CRYING. Because once the MERRY GO ROUND was finished with you, there was NO PLACE TO GO, and you were just DUST in the wind.
SOONER OR LATER. With your DREAMS fading to black all around you... 😎
Thanks! They're a really interesting one in the music world, because they've gone through many different phases and line-ups. But at their peak, on their most famous albums, they basically had three amazing singers and songwriters who could have all easily been fronting their own bands, and yet they were all in the same one! And it created absolute magic... 😎
Last four lines really have a big impact, perfect finish. I love the foo fighters, I took a glance at their albums on Spotify and swiftly backed away from that challenge, glad you took it on.
I used to love foo fighters. Huge fan. Recently though not feeling it with them anymore. Still great tunes and amazing back catalogue! Would have loved to see them back in the day. Would love to see your sing title poem. You create wonder pieces each time Treasa!
My husband is obsessed with them, he's actually wearing a foo fighters t-shirt today! So we've seen them play a few times, my eardrums are still recovering! Amazing energy live.
Cool! Try and skip the in between words and stick to the song title only! See how you go! Lol! Then we have Chris but he has turned a twist to the challenge and writes flash fiction, puts the title in each sentence. Don't ask me why, must be even tougher.
I hear that. And right back atcha - thanks for being such a gracious and generous host, and leading by example! You've made a really supportive, but artistically robust space - and that is rare.
The fun continues! I'll post mine on a note and tag you so the formatting holds.
Post a link please so others can read it too! Thank you Rod!
FLEETWOOD MAC
RHIANNON had arrived in HOLLYWOOD one sunny MONDAY MORNING, her BROWN EYES wide with excitement.
She was determined to be a star, and was DREAMIN' THE DREAM. Acting was what she loved, but it turned out to be a LOVE THAT BURNS.
She tried her best to KEEP ON GOING, but the auditions just wouldn't COME, and the SANDS OF TIME were running out.
And that, was the harsh reality in THE CITY of Los Angeles.
The glitz and glamour were EVERYWHERE, but BEHIND THE MASK, the place was full of people who felt LIKE CRYING. Because once the MERRY GO ROUND was finished with you, there was NO PLACE TO GO, and you were just DUST in the wind.
SOONER OR LATER. With your DREAMS fading to black all around you... 😎
Also, if you enjoy Flash Fiction like this, I've just posted a new volume of it on my publication. I'd really appreciate an extra view or two! 😎
Reading this made me forget I wrote Fleetwood Mac song title poem as well! Good choice!
Thanks! They're a really interesting one in the music world, because they've gone through many different phases and line-ups. But at their peak, on their most famous albums, they basically had three amazing singers and songwriters who could have all easily been fronting their own bands, and yet they were all in the same one! And it created absolute magic... 😎
FUNKADELIC
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Maggot Brain
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Good Thoughts, Bad Thoughts
You Hit the Nail on the Head
Super Stupid
Can’t Shake It Loose
Can’t Stand the Strain
If You Don’t Like the Effects, Don’t Produce the Cause
Free Your Mind and Your Ass Will Follow
Ok let’s collectively work on the last one! We can do this! Monday gets started with a punch and a kick! Fotini, you always deliver! Thank you!
I'm down with the flu and my mind is like a soup since yesterday, but your assignment keeps me floating!!!
Oh no! Sending healing tunes! Get well soon! Catch up no pressure or just ignore everything.
🙏
I hope the dreams dont stop too.
THE FRAMES
Teach Me How To Shine
What happens
when the heart
just stops?
No more
I love yous.
Fake happy,
falling slowly.
Lay me down,
the stars
are underground.
https://youtu.be/3iKMOKcyCXc?feature=shared
Very nice. The Frames are another one I will have to explore more. These song tiltes sound very intriguing... 😎
https://substack.com/@rodbluhm/note/c-55642637?r=dzf6q&utm_medium=ios&utm_source=notes-share-action
These were put together with such care and perfection is the result!
Foo Fighters
This is a call
for all the cows.
Ain’t it the life,
walking after you.
Times like these
all my life
lonely as you —
come back.
Bridge burning,
no way back,
I should have known
The deepest blues are black.
But here we are
in the clear.
Walking after you! What a tune. Love what you put together here. Top lines.
thank you
Last four lines really have a big impact, perfect finish. I love the foo fighters, I took a glance at their albums on Spotify and swiftly backed away from that challenge, glad you took it on.
I used to love foo fighters. Huge fan. Recently though not feeling it with them anymore. Still great tunes and amazing back catalogue! Would have loved to see them back in the day. Would love to see your sing title poem. You create wonder pieces each time Treasa!
My husband is obsessed with them, he's actually wearing a foo fighters t-shirt today! So we've seen them play a few times, my eardrums are still recovering! Amazing energy live.
I can imagine! Saw a doc about a gig of theirs.
thank you, Treasa. I'm glad you like it
Some of my favorites! Nice, Mr. Potter.
thanks!
https://jopomojo.substack.com/p/foo-fighters
Fabulous Thunderbirds
I'm 'Walkin To My Baby' with my 'Runnin Shoes' on.
'She's Tuff' and I'm 'Tuff Enuff'.
'I Believe I'm In Love', 'Look At That, Look At That'.
She 'Got Love If You Want It' so 'Knock Yourself Out'.
She's my 'Full Time Lover' so 'Don't Bother Trying To Steal Her Love'.
So 'How Do You Spell Love?'
That's 'Powerfull Stuff'
when I ask her to 'Scratch My Back'.
You better 'Stand Back' 'cuz I might give it another 'Twist Of The Knife'.
She's gonna 'Rock This Place' while you 'Rock With Me' and you may find yourself in 'Emergency'.
Time to 'Wrap It Up' so 'Why Get Up'?
Thank you for being here and sharing your song title poetry with us Gordon!
Thanks. I'm enjoying and challenged by the prompts.
Cool! Try and skip the in between words and stick to the song title only! See how you go! Lol! Then we have Chris but he has turned a twist to the challenge and writes flash fiction, puts the title in each sentence. Don't ask me why, must be even tougher.
This is a new band to me, I will listen to their music and thank you for the introduction.
"Kitsch in F"
If no one did the
lawn with Fountains of Wayne then
who did Stacy’s Mom?
Stacy's Mom! Blast from the past!
Thank you for joining PS!
Okay, one more try for F, withouth the in between words:
Jeffrey Foucault
- Geese Fly By
- Des Moines
-Northbound 35
- Left This Town
- Miles From the Lightning
- Cold Late Spring Dark River
- There's a Destruction on This Land
- I'm Coming Home
- Don't Look For Me
Thank you Gordon. Great ending! Listening to Northbound 35!
If I've gotten just one person to listen to Foucault, then my work is done.
What else will you bring? Looking forward to more new to me music! Loved Foucault, thank you!
Song of song titles
From “Fleet Foxes” by Fleet Foxes
.
Sun it rises, flooding the low hills
rioting with the white winter hymnal
of birds setting their songs free
from nights’s captivity. They cling
to the ragged wood of old trees above
quiet houses, where babies are starting to wake.
.
He doesn’t know why he roused with a start.
Maybe he heard them stirring, the little ones—
toddler bed and crib nested together—
starting to chirp like the belting birds.
.
Your protector is the dark, he says
bending over the baby’s crib. Morning is when
it begins again, this begetter’s dance
to keep you safe, to keep you whole.
.
Outside the still dark windows
meadowlarks lead their daring lives
sung out for now and swooping down
to feast on the dew-ridden ground.
Absolutely wonderful work. So pleased to have you here and thank you Margaret Ann!
Finally got round to doing something for "F" - I chose Fleetwood Mac;
-: Vespers: For Fleetwood Mac :-
.
I.
.
Before the beginning:
.
Although the sun
Is shining,
.
This is the rock.
.
II.
.
Songbird
Don’t stop—
.
Over and over,
.
When the sun
Goes down:
.
Save me.
.
III.
.
One sunny day
.
Sooner
Or later
.
Stand on the rock—
.
Dragonfly.
.
.
.
<3
Glad you got back and did this one!
Bonus poem for F, using titles by Future;
.
-: work song :-
.
up the river
trapped in the sun
.
blood—
sweat—
tears—
.
touch the sky
you deserve it
.
.
.
We cry the tears reading this. No cool, no breeze, no cocktails. Just stuck in the heat, working.
What a perfect response 💜
Should say slaving instead of working. Thank you so much! For comment, for being here, for sharing your work with us! Much appreciated.
I hear that. And right back atcha - thanks for being such a gracious and generous host, and leading by example! You've made a really supportive, but artistically robust space - and that is rare.
Gracias!