SONG OF THE WEEK Calvin Harris & John Newman Blame Video & Lyrics

I like this song because of the sexy models in the video. Umm, yeah. Joke. In all seriousness though, the catchy beat and John Newman’s soulful lyrics really make Blame a real night out type song.

Lyrics:

Can’t be sleepin’
Keep on waking
Without the woman next to me
Guilt is burning
Inside I’m hurting
This ain’t a feeling I can keep

So blame it on the night
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me
Blame it on the night
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me

Blame it on the night
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me
So blame it on the night
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me

Can’t you see it?
I was manipulated
I had to let her through the door
I had no choice in this
I was a friend she missed
She needed me to talk

So blame it on the night
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me
Blame it on the night
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me

Blame it on the night
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me
So blame it on the night
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me

Oh, I’m so sorry, so sorry, baby
Yeah (I’ll be better this time, I will be better this time)
I got defense
Oh, I promise (I’ll be better this time, I will be better this time)

Don’t blame it on me
Don’t blame it on me

Trinity Success!

You may remember me waffling on about my grade 5 Trinity drama award. Well I got my results today…

Distinction!!!

That’s the highest you can get! Grade 5 is equivalent to a GCSE, so all the hard work definitely paid off. Once I complete Grade 6 I’ll start getting UCAS points. Doing Trinity was 100% worth it, and I would strongly encourage everyone else to do it – I enjoyed every minute.

Lucy.

SONG OF THE WEEK The Script No Good In Goodbye Audio and Lyrics

No Sound Without Silence was released at the start of this week by The Script, of course I got the CD the moment it came out. I love the Irish influences in the music (Tin whistle, fiddle etc.) and the religious imagery. Army of Angels definitely reminds me of The Script’s last album, #3.

Lyrics:

All the things that we’ve lost
Breaking off comes at a cost
And know I miss this mistake
Every word I try to choose
Either way I’m gonna lose
Can’t take the ache from heartbreak
Oh but as you walk away
You don’t hear me say

Where’s the good in goodbye?
Where’s the “nice” in nice try?
Where’s the “us” in trust gone?
Where’s the soul in “soldier on”?
I’m alone and lonely
Cause I don’t own the only
I can take this mistake
But I can’t take the ache from heartbreak
Can’t take the ache from heartbreak

No matter how it falls apart
There’s an “art” in breaking hearts
But there’s no fair in farewell
When I see you in the street
I pray to God
You don’t see the silent hail and I wish you well

Oh but as you walk away
You don’t hear me say

Where’s the “good” in goodbye?
Where’s the “nice” in nice try?
Where’s the “us” in trust gone?
Where’s the soul in “soldier on”?
I’m alone and lonely
Cause I don’t own the only
I can take this mistake
But I can’t take the ache from heartbreak
I can’t take the ache from heartbreak
I can’t take the ache from heartbreak
I can’t take the ache from heartbreak

If I could turn back time then I would re-write those lines
If I could turn back time then I would re-write those lines
If I could turn back time then I would re-write those lines
If I could turn back time then I would re-write those lines

Where’s the “good” in goodbye?
Where’s the “nice” in nice try?
Where’s the “us” in trust gone?
Where’s the soul in “soldier on”?
I’m alone and lonely
Cause I don’t own the only
I can take this mistake
But I can’t take the ache from heartbreak
I can’t take the ache from heartbreak

Lucy.

Scotland Votes No

I may live in Northern Ireland, but I’ve been keeping a close eye on the Scottish referendum. This morning when I padded down the stairs and saw ‘NO’ all over the TV screen, I was slightly disappointed. The Yes campaign was very strong, it tugged at the heart strings of Scottish people and painted a picture of a brighter future if Scotland became independent. Whereas the No campaign didn’t appeal to me and it seemed that they only cared what would happen to England if Scotland left the UK. In favour of the No campaign, it did have a lot more facts and figures than the Yes campaign.

That’s how democracy works – the Scottish people chose to stay in the UK and I respect that. I think it’s brilliant that there has been no riots in Scotland, people are being civil and respectful – even if they are disappointed by the result.

Good on ye Scotland!

Lucy.

Words That Don’t Go Together

“Why don’t you just quit?” Nuala asked, in response to me moaning about Senior Choir one lunchtime. “Yeah, just quit they can’t force you to go,” someone else chimed in. “No, no, no,” I explained, “‘senior choir’ and ‘quit’ are words that don’t go together.” As I have explained to them more than once, choir is a contract signed in blood.

I went to junior choir for two weeks in Year 8 before quitting, mainly because I was singing soprano when I’m definitely an alto. In Year 9 I was forced to go back by my music teacher, and a helpful Year 10 pointed out that I was probably alto. I’ve been singing alto in choir ever since. Last week I joined Senior Choir because I’m now Year 11. It was a massive change, going from singing Disney songs to Latin songs. We’re singing Ave Verum at the school’s opening mass next week. Yep, we’ve only had two rehearsals to learn this. Mrs A calls it ‘ambitious’ – I call it shite.

Choir is a love-hate relationship for me. I love getting out of class for it and people thinking that I’m a good singer, but I hate sitting through rehearsals. Regardless of whether or not I like it, choir is a duty that I must do until I leave the school.

Lucy.

SONG OF THE WEEK Paloma Faith New York Video & Lyrics

I don’t why I have never posted Paloma Faith’s music! New York is one of my favourite songs from this beautiful young lady.

Lyrics:

The days were long and the nights so cold
The pages turn and the tale unfolds
He left me for another lady
She stood so tall and she never slept
The was not one moment he could regret
He left me for another lady

He took my hand one day and told me
He was leaving
Me disbelieving
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Had to let him go

Her name was New York, New York
And she took his heart away oh my
Her name was New York, New York
She had poisoned his sweet mind
Mmmm

The wolves they howled for my lost soul
I fell down a deep black hole
He left me for another lady
She poured the drinks and she poured the power
Diamond girl who could talk for hours
He left me for another lady

Now I am on my own
He told me he was leaving
And I was pleading
And I, I, I, I, I, I, I, I
Had to let him go

Her name was New York, New York
And she took his heart away oh my
Her name was New York, New York
She had poisoned his sweet mind

The greatest times
I don’t wanna hear it
Your new laughter lines
I don’t wanna hear it
The new found friends she introduced you to
I don’t wanna know them I just want to be with you
Please don’t make me go to…
New York,New York

She took your heart away oh my
Her name was New York, New York
She poisoned your sweet mind

Her name was New York, New York
She took your heart away oh my
Her name was New York, New York
She poisoned your sweet mind

She poisoned your sweet mind.

Busy Bee

I am now officially a GCSE student, which surely counts as a valid reason for not posting recently. I’ve been so busy this week, we started straight into GCSE material – no transition period – and I’ve been trying to cope with 4 or 5 homeworks per night and an unreasonable religion teacher (what is it about me and religion teachers?). It’s strange being in fourth year, I’m not with the same people all the time because we all do separate subjects. Although, there are two boys in some of my classes that smell awful! And because of the ways the class register goes, I always sit beside them. It’s disgusting, can I spray them with deodorant without getting in trouble?

I’ve also been fighting with another girl in my year and dividing all of friends, which is stressful. All I really care about right now is focusing on my GCSEs and my aunty who has ovarian cancer. I’m scared that I will start to neglect my little corner of the internet, but I will try to post at least once a week. If someone takes the responsibility of warning me when I haven’t posted in a while, that would be great! :)

Lucy.