Saturday, May 16, 2009

Early Anthem...



Desolate loving in your eyes

you used to make my life so sweet
step out like a godfound child
I saw your eyes across the street

Who would be the fool to be
more than just kind
step into a life of maybe
Love will make you blind

In the church of the poison mind...
-George Alan O'Dowd 1983

At age 14 this song is what hooked me to Boy George...he knew about my poison mind...and he was celebrating it...tragically...but not cynically.


like Alice in wonderland
the dream takes you by the hand
inside emotions that you might not feel
if by some notion the dream was not real

watching the colours as they run
figures emote like the sun
lovers can dream
devils can dream
you may be nowhere
until you have seen

It could be magic
It could be tragic
the dream
the dream
the dream

He used language that was poetic... with its symbolism and he was so bravely, obnoxiously in everyone's face with who he was!

I was utterly attracted to his fearlessness!

Humans are obsessed with what they don't understand...must give it attention and over analyze until it can fit into a box with which we are comfortable. How can anyone be fearless????

Ooh I have cried so many times
But only for things
That never were mine
Heaven is sweet
Love is unkind
Thoughts are twisted inside of your mind
Don't let them tell you
That this love is wrong
And don't let them fool you
That this love can't go on

Stormkeeper 1983

Boy George was an anomaly with whom I identified...and for several years the whole world was ridiculously intrigued by his gender bending and his sharp tongue...he was so blatant!

someone says
wake up child and throw your life away
wee you in the crime file
what will your mama say

sometimes you get angry
no focus in your life
when people get hungry
they learn how to survive

Changing every day

Summer syncopation
The space between your eyes
Is a place for heroes
That never compromise

Sometimes you feel lonely
No focus or surprise
Pushed into production
What a way to live our lives

Changing every day
1983



His lyrics spoke to me...I felt his wounded heart and need for justice.

you can bystand all the people
stand them on their own
they will fall to pieces
that's where children go

dragged into conversations
they can't hold
its so sad but it prepares them
for the mold...

Why is my love
like an ocean run dry
and why is my love
such a struggle with life...

mistake number three 1983

or this one which reminds me of my mother...

you used to say love and be loved all the time
but you discovered feelings were a failure sign
when it rains it rains so hard
my tears begin to show
now its raining in my heart
and I want the world to know
I would rather dance with you
than have a medal to show.

The Medal Song 1984

I will defend Boy George's heart and his naivety, his bitterness and his bad luck to my death...he went through tremendous emotional trauma.

Clowns caress you
figures undress your fears
induced to crimes beyond emotion
shedding tears as big as the ocean

don't say you didnt hear us callin
hoohoo you'll be sorry in the morning
when we tell you mama had tears in her eyes
she's the only one who never cries

thats the way we destroy a baby
shut it out, shut it out your mind

That's the way 1983

He saved my life, as I felt so victimized and hopeless as teen. George's monologues about cynical people and not letting anyone tell you who you should be, allowed me to move through my desire to not endure the pain I felt so viscerally.

you bet that I cannot resist it
when you move inside my life
touchin souls I feel restricted
and I know that its not wise

walking alone in the whisper of nighttime
walking alone, no comfort in sight
wont some god come down from heaven
and set me, set me on fire!

Whisper 1988


I watched several tributes to him on you tube this morning and I was so overwhelmed with love again realizing how many fans like myself are out there loving him forever. :)

He is paying for his crimes...and he will only be stronger for it!

Love and Blessings George xoxoxo

No time for wasting my time
just trying to get the message thru
hold up the mirror to me
all your ever seeing is you...

Mirror 1999

1 Comments:

At 6:55 AM , Blogger Callie319 said...

Wow - that was amazing. You made me cry. I love learning about you. You're fearless for putting this out there. Bravo!! Love to George too! He's divoon, always will be.

 

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