On April 1 — but this is TRUE! — I was listening to the UK Top 40 Chart Rundown (it was the day Gorillaz went back up).
At (I think) no.6, Wheatus, Teenage Dirtbag: a song I half-like in a ho-hum, easily-pleased, not-much-bothered kind of a way.
I'm maing a thing, this particular Sunday, of listening to the entire chart-qua-chart. Out of nowhere, at the climactic moment in the song — when he does the squeaky girlie voice and sings (as answer to his male dirtbag self) "a ticket to Iron Maiden maybe" — sudden massive lump-in-throat resolves into tears standing in eyes resolves into actual wet cheeks. As much as anything, as the song winds up, I am dumbstruck at this effect: I don't believe I've EVER cried at music before.
So: your equivalent — the moment when feelings you didn't imagine you had (didn't want to have) suddenly sandbagged you... and the more ludicrous the catalyst the better.
― mark s, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
OK, apposite to another thread this, too.
I was at a disco with Isabel. It was full of pricks - we hated it,
really bitchy atmosphere (it was some kind of school reunion thing of
hers, none of her friends had turned up). I had nothing to say to
anyone and got steadily drunker and refused to dance. She, rightly,
got cross at this and at the general atmosphere and sulked.
Finally I agreed that the next time a slow song came on I would dance
with her to it. Lo and behold it was Bob Marley, "Redemption Song".
As all the lowest representatives of my 'social strata' swayed in
their DJs and cummerbunds and tried for a quick grope I was filled
with images of BOB'S RIGHTEOUS STRUGGLE and how all that had happened
was that he'd died and his LIBERATION MUSIC was being used to
soundtrack the fumblings of catty debs in training, and like Mark, my
cheeks they did moisten.
Later on as I recall I threw up in Isabel's toilet. Not my finest
― Tom, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Robin Carmody, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
since then i listen to it occasionally - to remind me why im racing,
and what im racing from.
― geordie racer, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― ethan, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
Um, anyhow, I get really tense when the song "Good Morning" by the
Beatles comes on. Not because of the fact that the song is awful, but
because I went through about 5 years of my life being woken up every
single morning, even weekends, by my mom putting on the Sgt. Pepper's
vinyl to "Good Morning" and just playing the rooster crow and "GOOD
MORNING! GOOD MORNING!" over and over and over again until I'd get up
to entertain her. Because she thought it was funny. So when that song
comes on, I get really, really tense. It happened tonight, I couldn't
even finish my dinner because of it. It's just a learned response, I
― Ally, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Grim Kim, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
Oh, and I've totally flipped out at Jem before. It's really weird but
I used to think about it all the time. It'd really upset me, Jem's
boyfriend (Rio?), he'd go out with Jerica AND Jem, but he didn't know
Jerica and Jem were the same person so in his mind he was dating two
chicks, but since they were the same girl she knew he was cheating
and didn't that bother her? What's going on here? I'd get really
upset to the point where my mom had to take away my Jem dolls because
I kept defacing the boyfriend doll. I'm honestly not making this up.
I can't deal with Jem because of this.
― Kim, Wednesday, 9 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― stevie t, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
Most recent occassion was hearing that Brian Adams trance track
extremely loud in a clothes shop down Oxford Circus. Seeing the video
on a mega-screen above a melee of girls fighting over the reduced
racks, it was like a vision of the future, lucky I was in a good mood
― K-reg, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Tom, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
Mind you, I cried at The Fly so I am a pretty unreliable one on that
Record wise "Grudge Fuck" by the Scud Mountain Boys (previous
mentioned) always brings a tear to my eyes, which as I have said
before I found rather unlikely due to it being a song called Grudge
― Pete, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― gareth, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― james e l, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
Music: I'd listened to The Cure's "From the Edge of the Deep Green
Sea" quite a few times and enjoyed the ripping guitar throughout, but
one time the lyrics just caught me. I was fascinated throughout, like
a trainwreck, but when Smith got to "...just as I'm breaking free/she
hangs herself in front of me/drops her dress like a flag to the
floor/and hands in the sky surrenders it all..." I just lost it. Felt
a chill run up my back and had to sit down.
Visual: Sometimes it's the stupidest things that set me off. Once I
welled up with tears at a Star Trek:TNG episode, for pete's sake.
Most notable, though, was the episode of the Simpsons where Homer
leaves his job at the power plant and has to come crawling back to
Burns afterward. Burns installs a sign in his workstation that
reads "DON'T FORGET: YOU'RE HERE FOREVER". Later in the episode
someone wonders why there are no photos of Maggie in the photo album,
and it pans back to his workstation, where the photos of Maggie are
pasted all over that sign, obscuring enough of it so that it now
reads "DO IT FOR HER". I wept. How lame.
― Sean Carruthers, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
The reason I haven't posted a specific song is that songs used to be
able to make me cry with an alarming frequency -- I don't think I
could even begin to remember them all. Nothing lately though, though
I am loving a lot more music this year than I have the past couple of
years. That's probably more to do with me than with the state of
music. However, I do find something really poignant about One More
Time though -- something about it to me suggests it is the last party
they will ever be having, so they're making the most of the
situation. Maybe I'm reading too much into it, though.
― Nicole, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― a quiet background presence, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
as far as the simpsons go, in the episode where homer meets his
mother, the end leaves me misty-eyed, when the credits are run and
instead of the normal black background, it's an image of the sky
filled with stars and of a relatively small homer sitting on the hood
of his car just looking up at them.
― fred solinger, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
That's why I feel slightly befuddled when I hear people talking about
the new Missy video, etc. -- when does MTV show videos??? Every time
I turn it on it is some "making of such and such video" or one of
those ridiculous "real world/road rules challenges", so I have pretty
much given up on mtv. Maybe if I had m2 it would be a different story.
It isn't lame either, obviously.
― mark s, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Mitch Lastnamewithheld, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
there's this part at the end of a mystery
science theater tape i have where joel and
the robots sing some intentially-
sentimental 20s vaudeville-type song about
taking off the greasepaint and then the no-
lyrics credits version of the theme plays
and the part where it says 'keep circulating
the tapes' and they thank the teachers of
america just gets me every time. there's
really a melancholy mood around that whole
episode actually (it's 'pod people', for those
familiar with the show. probably the best
thing they ever did).
is transcending your own irony the ultimate
goal of humanity today? re: that episode and
― ethan, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
Good taste in shows you have there. ;-)
― Ned Raggett, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
Stop me before I quote everything. Love that show. And the thing is,
that instrumental end music is beautifully emotional as you say, the
more so because if it was presented as a straightforward piece on a
serious show, it wouldn't work as well. Context is important.
There was a very clever, heartstrings-yanking use of "Angels" on the
recent end-of-series epsiode of "Casualty" about two weeks ago (more
trash Robin). I won't bore you with the details but anyone who saw it
will know what I mean.
― David, Thursday, 10 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Melissa W, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
I find it impossible to imagine *any* use of "Angels" being clever or
yanking the heartstrings. God how I hate that song.
― Robin Carmody, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
And that's what this thread is about: except your story, Robin, was
about being pushed from anger to more anger — I couldn't work out
where the SURPRISE came in.
― mark s, Friday, 11 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
So I suppose I've got to think of something more appropriate. In
that case, quite recently: after a moment of acute, profound public
humiliation, hearing Shaggy's "It Wasn't Me" entering at number one.
Suddenly its defiant plea of innocence became wholly personal and,
essentially, what I wanted to believe was true, but I knew wasn't.
Scritti Politti's "Oh Patti (Don't Feel Sorry For Loverboy)" has done
that to me after a couple of recent minor depressions, as well.
― Luptune Pitman, Sunday, 13 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
2. Stevie T's story is so sad!
3. October 1991, looking out a window at night on the grass running
down to the lake, and the Yanks romping outside (always seemed funnt
when 'Nightswimming' came out a year later). Eurythmics' 'Shame'
plays, and its tinkling seems like the sound of the passing of our
years; as, come to think of it, did the lonesome keening fade-out of
the Psychedelic Furs' 'Love My Way' on the east coast of Ireland 2
― the pinefox, Wednesday, 23 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
The spooky climax to Benny Hill's "Ernie (The Fastest Milkman In The
West)" - "Ernie was only 52*/He didn't wanna die" [...] "was that the
trees-a-rustlin'? Or the hinges of the gate?/Or Ernie's ghostly
gold-tops a-rattlin' in their crate?" - always jerked chilly tears
from me as a toddler (it's the angel's chorus, the strings and the way
Benny phrases 'of the gate'). Utterly astounded and not a little
embarrassed to find myself choked seeing the video again on TOTP2
(Nick - do we have 52 yet?)
― Michael Jones, Wednesday, 23 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Robin Carmody, Wednesday, 23 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― ethan, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Kris, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Melissa W, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Sterling Clover, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
Also, driving with a friend recently and both of us singing along to "I Promise" and me feeling sad that we weren't dating.
― the pinefox, Thursday, 24 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Tracer Hand, Wednesday, 30 May 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Mark, Friday, 17 August 2001 00:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― Melissa W, Friday, 28 December 2001 01:00 (sixteen years ago) Permalink
― anthony easton (anthony), Sunday, 6 March 2005 19:08 (thirteen years ago) Permalink
Anyone else feel sorry for those who say they never cry at music? Can't believe it myself; I'm blubbing far too often for my own good.
Most unexpected blub has been to Cartman's version of Styx's Come Sail Away from the South Park album. I've no idea wtf happened, but it still does it to me.
Very belated OTM to Alec in NYC for Kate Bush's This Woman's Work - I'm a fucking quivering wreck every time I hear this.
Add Soldier's Things to the Tom Waits list.
And(and I am suitably ashamed)one line in Barbra Dickson and Elaine Page's version of I Know Him So Well by fugging Andrew Lloyd Webber. I remember the first time... there I am sitting at home berating the jumped up little Lord's vacuous attmept at real emotion when Dickson and Page get to the middle eight and sing:
"...if I knew from the start, why am I falling apart?"
and I had to leave the room. Fast.
Finally, one that I think I share with a lot of people, but most of us hate admitting it; The Muppets' Rainbow Connection.
― Jeff Cook (Bro_Danielson), Sunday, 6 March 2005 20:56 (thirteen years ago) Permalink
― Sean M (Sean M), Tuesday, 22 March 2005 23:22 (thirteen years ago) Permalink
― mullygrubbr (bulbs), Thursday, 5 May 2005 22:25 (twelve years ago) Permalink
also, get this: my roommate's mom was in a convent, like: a full-on nun & she heard "turn turn turn" by the byrds on the radio & took it as a calling to start a secular lifestyle. incidentally, the song is a bible verse, right? i love that story. it's really ...poetic. i was like: "dude, you wouldn't exist if weren't for that song. ever think of that?!". that kinda flipped his wig.
― joey b, Thursday, 5 May 2005 23:35 (twelve years ago) Permalink
Even though I'm a political cynic, and I hate the course of the current administration, and I think a lot of us are truly deranged, the religious right is ruining it for the rest of us.
That damn song still makes me tear. Oh, and "America the Beautiful." No matter where, no matter when.
― patricia h, Monday, 11 July 2005 21:53 (twelve years ago) Permalink
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― Adam In Real Life (nordicskilla), Wednesday, 17 August 2005 20:05 (twelve years ago) Permalink
― joseph cotten (joseph cotten), Wednesday, 17 August 2005 20:08 (twelve years ago) Permalink
My brother and I got along uncommonly well as children, and my parents didn't neglect me for him, so I'm not drawing on that particular experience. I guess there's the universal feeling of being misunderstood. But actually, when Ashlee addresses that - "So if you're listening, there's so much more to me you haven't seen" - she's lovable: nakedly vulnerable yet audacious.
― Frank Kogan (Frank Kogan), Monday, 26 June 2006 05:50 (eleven years ago) Permalink
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― a nuclear-powered carrot (braveclub), Thursday, 1 February 2007 14:51 (eleven years ago) Permalink
i was feeling anxious and uneasy the other day and put on my bloody valentine's 'lose my breath'. it somehow made me feel even more upset.
― Charlie Howard (the sphinx), Thursday, 1 February 2007 14:55 (eleven years ago) Permalink
― vita susicivus (blueski), Thursday, 1 February 2007 15:08 (eleven years ago) Permalink
― Euler (Euler), Thursday, 1 February 2007 22:06 (eleven years ago) Permalink
― the next grozart, Thursday, 5 April 2007 11:33 (eleven years ago) Permalink
― Emily Bjurnhjam, Thursday, 5 April 2007 14:46 (eleven years ago) Permalink
t.A.T.u., "Show Me Love":
"Like a game of pick-up sticks / played by f#*!ing lunatics"
Dunno why, ambushed every time.
― anatol_merklich, Saturday, 13 December 2008 02:24 (nine years ago) Permalink
The break in Chrissie Hynde's voice on the line "won't let nobody hurt you" in "I'll Stand By You" always brings a lump to my throat.
The perfect combination of song and movie can really mess me up. I know a lot of people hate it, but the Aimee Mann "Wise Up" segment in Magnolia is achingly, beautifully sad. Hell, I get choked up at the end of Koyaanisqatsi.
On the joyful end, during the live performance of "Ain't No Mountain High Enough" by Chaka Khan and Montell Jordan in the Standing in the Shadow of Motown documentary, when the band hits that crescendo and the gospel choir enters...tearful bliss.
― Hideous Lump, Saturday, 13 December 2008 04:27 (nine years ago) Permalink
Radio 2 are right now playing a song by ACKER BILK. He has just started singing. It is a good thing Robin C is not listening, or he might be getting very angry!!
― the pinefox, Saturday, 24 January 2009 09:27 (nine years ago) Permalink
"was that the trees-a-rustlin'? Or the hinges of the gate?/Or Ernie's ghostly gold-tops a-rattlin' in their crate?"
― the pinefox, Saturday, 24 January 2009 09:30 (nine years ago) Permalink
They played Acker Bilk on Radio 2 last night!
― the pinefox, Monday, 9 February 2009 15:54 (nine years ago) Permalink
acker bilk was on local news last week, he has just celebrated his 80th birthday (i think).
― mark e, Monday, 9 February 2009 16:15 (nine years ago) Permalink
Little April Showers from the Bambi Soundtrack recently on a TV ad, kills me totally.
― MaresNest, Monday, 9 February 2009 18:42 (nine years ago) Permalink
In my elementary school there was this "popular" kid I'll just call Matt. Matt was tall, athletic, liked by girls, etc. etc. I was unathletic and somewhat picked on in school, and he was among a group of kids that sometimes picked on me. He wasn't the worst of the bunch, but he was mean sometimes, and I resented him very much, in part just because of that cosmic unfairness of there being a tall, charismatic, athletic blonde guy who everyone liked, while of course so few people saw all of MY obvious good qualities, or didn't appreciate my intelligence, yada yada, bitter nerd stuff etc.
When we were in fourth or fifth grade, his father suddenly passed away. I remember my parents said something to me about how I should offer my condolences to him. I remember it seemed like the whole grade was abuzz with his father's death. I think in my resentment I imagined that if *my* father died, people wouldn't be acting as sad about it, this was all just because he was popular! Part of me still knew the right thing to do would be to just go and say "I'm sorry about your father Matt." But I kept thinking about doing it and then backing away, and in the end, I never said a word.
I doubt if he even kept track of who offered him condolences or ever noticed I didn't, but this bothered me for a long time after, and I felt very guilty about it, although I never really knew the guy past seventh or eighth grade and eventually forgot it completely.
Today I was browsing facebook, and it suggested him in the "people you may know" category, and I clicked out of curiosity. There are pictures of him, looking like a very regular adult dude with his wife, and he has a toddler, about my daughter's age. Somehow when I saw this I started to tear up. I almost want to message the guy and say something about it, but the last time someone did one of those "long lost apology" things to me, it was just out of nowhere and totally surprising.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:07 (four years ago) Permalink
i get this, to a degree. i felt the "bitter nerd stuff etc." in jr. high and high school.
you're a better person than me, because i don't think i'd have had later regrets about failing to offer condolences. i have thought, in retrospect, that maybe some of the injustices done to me were the product of my imagination, or exaggerated in my mind because of my own insecurities. but they felt bad enough to me, at the time, that they lingered in my mind long into my adulthood, and even remain today. hard to forgive or forget, i've found, even if i've been blessed with a lot of good things since that should make me let go of past grievances.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:14 (four years ago) Permalink
I felt more guilty about my inner justifications for not saying anything than for not saying anything.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:17 (four years ago) Permalink
Like my perceived slights were somehow bigger than the fact that this kid lost his dad.
fair enough. but that doesn't undo the slights, or lessen their impact on you, either. people -- even high school tormentors -- are complicated.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:18 (four years ago) Permalink
The thing is I wouldn't call this kid in particular my "tormentor." He was a popular kid, and he probably said mean stuff to me more than a few times, but I saw him more generally as being of that group that I felt excluded and rejected me. It's not like he was beating me up and stuffing me into lockers all the time though.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:22 (four years ago) Permalink
i'm usually willing to give myself and everybody else a free pass for any perceived moral failings done before, say, age 14? not sure where the upper limit is but slighting this kid in 4th or 5th grade definitely isn't a big deal. (a tangential question i often think of us whether kids are really morally responsible for anything) though i can totally identify with getting that sudden onset of emotion from something that previously seemed really buried.
― marcos, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:34 (four years ago) Permalink
I think it was also the combo of "this guy lost his dad and now is a dad" and "he has a kid my kid's age" combined with the other stuff
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:35 (four years ago) Permalink
a tangential question i often think of us whether kids are really morally responsible for anything
yeah, they definitely can be, at a certain age. the 13 year-old who set fire to his classmate, because it seemed funny. the 15 year-old who tells another girl, via social media, to kill herself. the army of kids who bully and torment their peers.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:39 (four years ago) Permalink
i realize these are extreme examples, but they're also valid examples.
idk, I knew what the right thing to do was and I didn't do it. I don't see how that's not enough for moral responsibility.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:39 (four years ago) Permalink
i get your point, don't misunderstand. fwiw, and from a distance, i think you're being too hard on yourself.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:40 (four years ago) Permalink
I think I probably would have been about equally as much a dick/nice guy in elementary school as this guy was if I had been in his position. I don't think I was actually an especially nice guy. I was polite and smart, but I had lots of my own insensitivity and selfishness, still do.
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:44 (four years ago) Permalink
xp yea i think when it gets into teenage years i don't really know, it get's complicated since teens are in such a weird mix of childhood and adulthood. like i said i don't know the upper limit. but when i reflect on guilt or embarrassment i still feel from stuff that i did in my youth, i try to really think about whether i was really responsible at all. i mean, how morally developed is a 12-year old? like what was empty or lacking in my life as a kid that made me treat someone a particular way, you know? kids may have a moral sensibility but it's totally undeveloped and i'm not sure it's clear that that translates to a moral responsibility. fwiw i have zero expertise in child psychology or moral psychology.
― marcos, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:47 (four years ago) Permalink
i have zero expertise in child psychology or moral psychology
me, either. i speak only from my own experiences and as the father of a 12 -- soon to be 13 -- year old daughter, who i worry about all the time, even if she seems so much more emotionally together than i did at her age.
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:50 (four years ago) Permalink
(as i sometimes say, my invisible child psychology degree hangs framed on the wall, next to my invisible engineering degree.)
― Daniel, Esq 2, Friday, 17 January 2014 21:51 (four years ago) Permalink
when I analyze it, I think part of my emotion is the feeling of wanting to let go of all that resentment
― signed, J.P. Morgan CEO (Hurting 2), Friday, 17 January 2014 21:59 (four years ago) Permalink
my ford KA -- in the family since 1999, mainly used by a friend the last 2xyrs -- just went off to be cubed
i am not a wreck but i am sad: in 2007 i travelled the vertical length of france and back in that trusty little thing w/o mishap (lol except for backing into someone and scrunching up their driver's door in the languedoc hamlet of ASPIRAN)
― mark s, Saturday, 3 June 2017 14:59 (ten months ago) Permalink
when the saxes come in on this:
― IF (Terrorist) Yes, Explain (man alive), Monday, 13 November 2017 05:14 (five months ago) Permalink
In about 2006 I saw Brian Wilson and the Wondermints doing the rejigged Smile in Sydney. It was all beautifully performed and Brian himself was kind of a curio on stage, present but not quite, as the elaborate music unfolded around him. Then they started "Surf's Up" and it suddenly hit me that this man's life had been a shattered wreck from the time he wrote this song until now, and here he was performing it in all its glory as an aged, frail man, it just hit me like a hammer and I bawled in my seat.
― attention vampire (MatthewK), Monday, 13 November 2017 05:23 (five months ago) Permalink
So there I am, cleaning my kitchen on a Saturday afternoon, decided to have a little nostalgia trip by putting on Parklife. Singing along to 'To The End' I hear my voice crack and before I know it I'm standing in the middle of the room weeping.. Sometimes you think you're over someone..
― FREEZE! FYI! (dog latin), Saturday, 25 November 2017 13:29 (four months ago) Permalink
Surfs Up is such a masterpiece, so much feeling
― calstars, Saturday, 25 November 2017 15:00 (four months ago) Permalink