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Transcript: I think all our society is run by insane people for insane objectives. And I think that's what I sussed when I was 16 and 12 way down the line. But I expressed it differently all through me life. It's the same thing I'm expressing all the time but now I can put it into that sentence: That I think we're being run by maniacs for maniacal ends, you know? If anybody can put on paper what our government and the American government etcetera and the Russian, Chinese what they are actually trying to do, you know, and how what they think they're doing. I'd be very pleased to know what they think they're doing. I think they're all insane, you know, but I'm liable to be put away as insane for expressing that, you know? That's what's insane about it. I mean, don't you agree? --John Lennon, 6 June 1968. Source: https://www.youtube.com/shorts/S0bLPVRi_cM SOURCE:

Hanging On the Telephone Song by Blondie I'm in the phone booth, it's the one across the hall If you don't answer, I'll just ring it off the wall I know he's there, but I just had to call Don't leave me hanging on the telephone Don't leave me hanging on the telephone I heard your mother, now she's going out the door Did she go to work or just go to the store? All those things she said, I told you to ignore Oh, why can't we talk again? Oh, why can't we talk again? Oh, why can't we talk again? Don't leave me hanging on the telephone Don't leave me hanging on the telephone It's good to hear your voice, you know it's been so long If I don't get your calls then everything goes wrong I want to tell you something you've known all along Don't leave me hanging on the telephone I had to interrupt and stop this conversation Your voice across the line gives me a strange sensation I'd like to talk when I can show you my affection Oh, I can't control myself Oh, I can't control myself Oh, I can't control myself Don't leave me hanging on the telephone Hang up and run to me (Ohh) Hang up and run to me (Ohh) Hang up and run to me (Ohh) Hang up and run to me (Ohh, woh, woh, woh) Run to me, yeah Please subscribe to my Substack Channel: https://juxtaposition1.substack.com/podcast

A nocturne is a short composition of a romantic nature, typically for solo piano. Frédéric François Chopin (born Fryderyk Franciszek Chopin; 1 March 1810 – 17 October 1849) was a Polish composer and virtuoso pianist of the Romantic period who wrote primarily for solo piano. He has maintained worldwide renown as a leading composer of his era whose "poetic genius was based on a professional technique that was without equal in his generation". Chopin was born in Żelazowa Wola and grew up in Warsaw, which in 1815 became part of Congress Poland. A child prodigy, he completed his musical education and composed his early works in Warsaw before leaving Poland at age 20, less than a month before the outbreak of the November 1830 Uprising; at 21, he settled in Paris. Thereafter he gave only 30 public performances, preferring the more intimate atmosphere of the salon. He supported himself, selling his compositions and giving piano lessons, for which he was in high demand. Chopin formed a friendship with Franz Liszt and was admired by many musical contemporaries, including Robert Schumann. After a failed engagement to Maria Wodzińska from 1836 to 1837, he maintained an often-troubled relationship with the French writer Aurore Dupin (known by her pen name George Sand). A brief and unhappy visit to Mallorca with Sand in 1838–39 proved one of his most productive periods of composition. In his final years he was supported financially by his admirer Jane Stirling. In poor health most of his life, Chopin died in Paris in 1849 at age 39. All of Chopin's compositions feature the piano. Most are for solo piano, though he also wrote two piano concertos before leaving Warsaw, some chamber music, and 19 songs set to Polish lyrics. His piano pieces are technically demanding and expanded the limits of the instrument; his own performances were noted for their nuance and sensitivity. Chopin's major piano works include mazurkas, waltzes, nocturnes, polonaises, the instrumental ballade (which Chopin created as an instrumental genre), études, impromptus, scherzi, preludes, and sonatas, some published only posthumously. Among the influences on his style of composition were Polish folk music, the classical tradition of Mozart and Schubert, and the atmosphere of the Paris salons, of which he was a frequent guest. His innovations in style, harmony, and musical form, and his association of music with nationalism, were influential throughout and after the late Romantic period. Please subscribe to my Substack Channel: https://juxtaposition1.substack.com/podcast

"Tears Dry on Their Own" Song by Amy Winehouse Whoa! Oh, yeah! One, two, three All I can ever be to you is a darkness that we knew And this regret, I've got accustomed to Once it was so right when we were at our height Waitin' for you in the hotel at night I knew I hadn't met my match But every moment we could snatch I don't know why I got so attached It's my responsibility You don't owe nothing to me But to walk away, I have no capacity He walks away The sun goes down He takes the day But I am grown (I am grown) And in your way In this blue shade My tears dry on their own I don't understand why do I stress the man When there's so many bigger things at hand We could've never had it all We had to hit a wall So, this is inevitable withdrawal Even if I stop wanting you A perspective pushes through I'll be some next man's other woman soon I cannot play myself again I should just be my own best friend Not fuck myself in the head with stupid men He walks away The sun goes down He takes the day But I am grown (I am grown) And in your way In this blue shade My tears dry on their own So we are history Your shadow covers me The sky above ablaze He walks away The sun goes down He can take the day But I am grown And in your way In this blue shade My tears dry on their own I wish I could say no regrets No emotional debts But as we kiss goodbye, the sun sets So we are history The shadow covers me The sky above, ablaze that only lovers see He walks away The sun goes down He takes the day But I am grown (I am grown) And in your way In this blue shade My tears dry on their own, oh-oh, oh-oh He walks away The sun goes down He takes the day But I am grown And in your way In this deep blue shade My tears dry, my tears dry He walks away The sun goes down He takes the day But I am grown And in your way In this blue shade My tears dry on their own Thank you Please subscribe to my Substack Channel: https://juxtaposition1.substack.com/podcast

2021 Holiday Special - Amazon Music Live - Lyrics... Beat's on repeat, beating on me From every car in the street It's a constant repeat, on repeat Of your paranoid heartbreaking beats On repeat Yeah it's a five song repeat beating on me While your favorite band helps you to sleep And here comes the new stylish creep From every car in the street On repeat On repeat On repeat Don't tell nobody what, what you really want because They can tell everybody else what you really want Then you're fucked, so act like it's for yourself or it's all yours And they go and tell everybody else that you're really great We are all just people We are franchised and entrenched You're franchised and entrenched So now that it's yours Real life is a compromise But your beat half-assed streak is beating on me Well I'm drunk and weak, it's hell for me to sleep Now I wish I could complain more about the rich but then All their children would flee the schools And come to every show, no one wants that I wish I could complain more about the rich but then All their children would flood the streets And come to every show, drugged and unwashed I wish I could complain more about the rich but then All their children would flee the schools And come to every show unwashed and drugged and Beats on repeat, beating on me On your radio On your radio On your radio On your radio On your radio On your radio Beats on repeat, beating on me Beats on repeat, beating on me

2021 Holiday Special - Amazon Music Live - Lyrics... Christmas will break your heart If your world is feeling small There's no one on your phone You feel close enough to call And Christmas will crush your soul Like that laid back rock 'n' roll But your body's getting old It's much too tired to be so bold And Christmas can wreck your head Like some listless awkward sex So you refuse to leave your bed Get depressed when no one checks Yeah, Christmas will break your heart Like the armies of the unrelenting dark Once the peace talks fall apart But still I'm coming home to you Christmas will shove you down So just lay back in the snow That quiet wind won't wake What inside you has grown cold And Christmas will drown your love Like a storm down from above On your fading memories of a normal life Oh, while I thought to make you mine Believing in the line That your heart would melt with time And though you're out with them again Your thick and fickle friends They won't replace a love that ends But still I'm coming home to you To you To you To you Yes you To you To you To you But what if you're done? What if you don't want it anymore? What if they're gone? So what if they don't love you anymore? I'm coming home Can't you see me? Can you still see me? Come on, come on take my hand!

2021 Holiday Special - Amazon Music Live - Lyrics... Thrills Oh, I'm on fire Because you want me Because you want me But oh my desire Is going to crush me 'Cause you are wild But I'm all chills 'Cause you adore me You adore me But I'm still all kills I need my thrills I need my thrills Thrills, thrills, thrills Don't you make me wanna wake up Next to you, stop Wow I'm on fire Because you love me Because you love me But my desire Is going to level me When you stop But I'm still all chills When you adore me When you adore me But oh I'm see those kills I need my thrills I need my thrills, shock Wow I'm on fire Because you love me Because you love me But all of my desire Is going to level me When you're in town But oh, straight up chills Because you release me You release me But oh, still all kills I need my thrills I need my thrills Thrills, thrills, thrills Don't you make me wanna wake up Next to you Thrills, thrills, thrills Don't you make me wanna wake up Next to you Thrills, thrills, thrills Don't you make me wanna wake up Next to you Thrills, thrills, thrills Don't you make me wanna wake up Still inside you -------------------------------------- Oh Baby Oh baby Oh baby You're having a bad dream Here in my arms Oh sugar You came to me You're having a bad time Bring me along Oh oh oh Oh lover You run from me We move like a bad scene Shot in the dark Oh, but please Please wake me My love sits patiently Please baby, please My love plays wait and see Oh love You came to me You were having a bad time There in your home Oh sugar Give in to me Just having a bad dream And ring the alarm Oh, but please Please wake me My love sits patiently Please, baby, please My love plays wait and see Oh, I'm on my knees Yeah, I'm on my knees I promise I'm clean My love life waits And you're already gone You're already gone You're already home My love life stumbles on Oh baby Lean into me There's always a side door Into the dark Into the dark

2021 Holiday Special - Amazon Music Live - Lyrics... Tell me a line, make it easy for me Open your arms Dance with me until I feel alright It's good in the dark, good in the dark But into the lover's light Here comes another fight So ring the alarm, ring the alarm Bar me and hold me and cling to my arms Here it comes, here it comes And what you're asking me now, disastrous now Hoping and hoping and hoping The feeling goes away Never change, never change, never change, never change Never change, never change, never change That's just how I fell in love... oh Never change, never change, never change, never change Never change, never change, never change That's just who I fell in love with In love... uh oh oh So this is the time, the very best time So give me a line and take me home Take me over And dashing the hopes dashing the hopes And smashing your pride The morning's got you on the ropes... no And hope is a murderer, hope is a murderer But if she calls you tonight Everything is all right Yeah, we know When love is a curse shoved in a hearse Love is an open book to a verse of your bad poetry And this is coming from me... And I can change, I can change, I can change, I can change I can change, I can change, I can change If it helps you fall in love... no And I can change, I can change, I can change, I can change I can change, I can change, I can change If it helps you fall in love... In love... uh oh oh Turn off the light, make it easy for me Feel the divide, fumble in the kitchen 'Til it's right Such an awful sight But there's love in your eyes Love in your eyes and love in your eyes But maybe that's just your love of fights All night! And I can change, I can change, I can change, I can change I can change, I can change, I can change If it helps you fall in love... no And I can change, I can change, I can change, I can change I can change, I can change, I can change If it helps you fall in love... in love oh And I can change, I can change, I can change, I can change I can change, I can change, I can change If it helps you feel real love... real love oh And I can change, I can change, I can change, I can change I can change, I can change, I can change If it helps you fall in love... in love ooh

In My Bed Song by Amy Winehouse Wish I could say it breaks my heart Like you did in the beginning It’s not that we grew apart A nightingale no longer singing It’s something I know you can’t do Separate sex with emotion I sleep alone, the sun comes up You’re still clinging to that notion Everything is slowing down River of no return Recognize my every sound There’s nothing new to learn You’ll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night In the night, in the night Want the same thing when we lay Otherwise mine’s a different way It’s a different way from where I’m going Oh, it’s you again Listen, this isn’t a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face But that don’t make your place safe In my bed, my bed, my bed I never thought my memory Of what we had could be intruded But I couldn’t let it be I needed it as much as you did Now it’s not hard to understand Why we just speak at night The only time I hold your hand Is to get the angle right Everything is slowing down River of no return You recognise my every sound There’s nothing new to learn You’ll never get my mind right Like two ships passing in the night In the night, in the night Want the same thing where we lay Otherwise mine’s a different way It’s a different way from where I’m going Oh, it’s you again Listen, this isn’t a reunion So sorry if I turn my head Yours is a familiar face But that don’t make your place safe In my bed, my bed, my ba ba dee dee bed

Love Is a Losing Game Song by Amy Winehouse: For you, I was a flame Love is a losing game Five story fire as you came Love is a losing game One I wished I never played Oh, what a mess we made And now, the final frame Love is a losing game Played out by the band Love is a losing hand More than I could stand Love is a losing hand Self-professed, profound 'Til the chips were down Know you're a gambling man Love is a losing hand Though I battle blind Love is a fate resigned Memories mar my mind Love is a fate resigned Over futile odds And laughed at by the gods And now, the final frame Love is a losing game Please subscribe to my Substack Channel: https://juxtaposition1.substack.com/podcast