So, it’s the last day of Writing.com’s Soundtrackers challenge. Let’s do a quick recap.
Seven emotional songs:
Bastard! by Kath Tait
Whakaaria Mai by Sir Howard Morrison
Hallelujah by Jeff Buckley
Feel Inside (and stuff like that) by Flight of the Conchords
Gonna Make You Happy Tonight by Tripod
The Last Post
Seven songs from my current playlist:
Black Sheep by Gin Wigmore
New Rush by Gin Wigmore
Mama’s Broken Heart by Miranda Lambert
The House That Built Me by Miranda Lambert
Run To The Hills by Iron Maiden
The Anthem by Good Charlotte
Run Like Hell by Pink Floyd
Burning Rain by Midge Marsden
The Boys Light Up by Australian Crawl
Seven guilty pleasure songs:
Shake It Off by Taylor Swift
Blurred Lines by Robin Thicke
Low by Flo Rida
Drivin’ My Life Away by Eddie Rabbit
Come Sail Away by Styx
Everyone Is Gay by A Great Big World
Seven songs that describe me:
Daydream Believer by the Monkees
Nights in White Satin by the Moody Blues
In The Hall of the Mountain King by Grieg
The Mom Song by Anita Renfroe
Rule Britannia by James Thomson (lyrics) and Thomas Arne (music)
I needed to do something a little bit New Zealandy for the last song, because I’m very much a Kiwi and that’s part of me that I would share with someone if I was describing myself. But I’m going to kill two birds with one stone here and capture another aspect of myself. Actually, it’s going to be two birds with two stones, because I’m going to share two songs. If that’s cheating (because it’s supposed to be describing yourself in seven songs), then just call the last one a bonus.
I’m an optimist. It’s just part of who I am. I generally assume things will work out okay in the end. It’s funny actually, because optimism is a Kiwi trait. We have a name for it. It’s called the ‘She’ll be right’ attitude. I’m not making that up, it’s a thing!
Kiwis in general are good at making the best of a situation, and of being hopeful that things will all work out okay if we’re patient and don’t freak out. And while that might be Kiwis in general, it’s me specifically. And this song, by comedian John Clarke in his persona as Fred Dagg, kind of sums up that attitude. It’s about putting things into perspective and saying ‘I’m actually doing alright.’ I know, that kind of attitude can be frustrating as hell to other people. That phrase ‘Well, to put it in perspective…’ is one I’ve used so many times.
Now, this is a very old and dated song, so please bear that in mind. It was written and recorded in 1976. It was recorded by a comedian as a joke. Fred Dagg was supposed to be the ‘typical New Zealand farmer’. So with that in mind (and now that I’ve put it in perspective! ), here you go…
I also really like his Gumboots song, and it was very tempting to share that as one of my seven songs to represent my upbringing on a farm. But I have one more song I want to share, so if you want to hear the Gumboot song, go here: The Gumboot Song by Fred Dagg . Oh, and gumboots are rubber farm boots. They’re calling Wellingtons or wellies in the UK, but I don’t know what Americans call them. Oh, galoshes. There you go.
That was a bit of my childhood for you. Those songs are both older than I am, but living in the country in New Zealand, you couldn’t not hear them (gotta love double negatives!).
So yes, I’m an optimist. And part of that, or as well as that (not sure which it is) is always looking for the silver lining in a situation. Yes, I’m one of those people.
“But at least we still have our health.”
“But at least you’re still alive.”
“But at least he’s not suffering any more.”
Yes, one of those people. Sorry, but it’s true.
My nature of being optimistic and looking for the best in life means that I don’t tend to get down or depressed very often. And that balances out my husband who tends to worry and stress about things. When I do get down or stress, it freaks him out. He will do whatever he can to ‘restore balance to the force’ as it were, and get me back to normal. Seriously, it’s quite funny watching him panic and try to cheer me up. Especially because he would normally be down or stressed himself but he’s expending all his energy on making me happy so he doesn’t have time to be miserable himself. Hmm, maybe that’s the reverse for me. Maybe that’s why I’m never down or stressed, because I’m too busy trying to make everyone else happy.
Anyway, this next song sums up this other aspect perfectly. It’s also, ironically, the song my husband wants played at his funeral. Which, now that I think about it, doesn’t suit him at all. Yes, it’s irreverent and humorous, but I’m the one who’s always looking on the bright side, not him!