Two truths and a lie

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Either way, i think it is highly likely she will think we are both nuts once she returns to this thread.

I used to not really hear lyrics in songs...so I responded more to the music.

I guess I’m responding more to the music than the lyrics in this case.

As I read the lyrics——yes, I agree with you. Isabella is deeper than the “Girl from Ipanema” lyrics...but the outer detachment/inner turmoil remain within me.

The bossa nova jazz is how I see Isabella.

We’re all nuts

That’s really the way I see people. At least we’re likeable nuts

https://youtu.be/cqZc7ZQURMs

Yep. I used to hear this all the time back in the 1970s. Now, I have a better appreciation of the song because I know the lyrics. Thank you.

I wonder what would happen....if those lyrics were combined with a sort of an "old-time," maybe beboppish jazz accompaniment (Even though there are elements of jazz within "The Year of the Cat.)"

Everything is lyrics for me. I absolutely burn for Leonard cohen lyrics, the accompanying sounds are less relevant. I can listen to songs over and over and over for lyrics.

I have only started to listen to "music" in the last year as I have been taken my daughter to classic concerts and opera as she loves that.

1. Until recently, I used to sort of disregard the lyrical content of a song, because I got so much into the music. And because I frequently couldn't hear the lyrics.

2. The first group I remember hearing was The Four Seasons.

3. My father once took me to an Herb Alpert and the Tijuana Brass concert. He was so into them, that he played "A Taste of Honey" on the phonograph constantly.

I think the lie is the BA whilst raising you, so maybe 3?

That's correct---1967 is the wrong year. She got her BA when I was 15, in 1976.

I guess a different band for your last one, so number 2.

1. I have had 5 really close friendships over my life. I met one of my friends at a concert when I was 14. It was the stone roses. They were playing a tiny venue (just like a small bar) but as alcohol was served there was an age restriction. I faked an ID from the vegetarian society stating I was 19 years old.

2. To accompany my deception I decided the bouncers were unlikely to speak English so I only spoke English to them to muddle them. They let me in and even thought I was with the band.

3. I met my friend in the bar and she was initially interested in me as I was "a foreigner". Feeling I had to keep up the deception or I might get kicked out I pretended to speak no Swedish and spoke English to her all night.

Nope. It's #3. My father used to listen to "A Taste of Honey" constantly on the phonograph circa 1966-1967---but he would never have taken me to one of their concerts; he would have feared that I would scream throughout the performance!

The first song I remember was either "Big Girls Don't Cry," or "Sherry," by the Four Seasons.

Your lie is #1. You probably faked an ID from some other source.

^^ no, that is not my lie. It was quite a beautifully pulled of stunt. The card was so tacky and so obviously hand made but because it was from such an odd place "the vegetarian society" it kind of worked.

The lie was the band. It was actually oasis. And I was seconds away from being stuck back stage with them by myself at 14. I would have died from awkwardness. Luckily I made it to the bar instead and met my friend.

Did you get drunk that night?

Nope. I think I sipped on one drink. I had to take the bus home in the middle of the night to my provincial town and go to school the next morning. I didn't drink much at that age.

.... but so began an 8 year incredibly deep friendship with the person who has confused me most in life after my mother!

1. I hung out with 2 13-year-old kids when I was 16. Both were six feet tall. I was about 5 foot 3 or so.

2. We called ourselves the “Three Musketeers.”

3. Both kids were from Trinidad and Tobago.

Please forgive my duplicate post.