Jets Under Fire

Songs I Love That You Might Hate - Can’t Help Falling In Love by UB40

So this song is actually an Elvis cover, but it’s a dang good one.  It has some syrupy-sweet synth strings, a little brass, a great drum loop, and even better vocals.    Plus, this song was featured on such cinematic masterpieces as Sliver and Speed 2:  Cruise Control.

Every time I hear this song, I remember a moment when my elementary school friends and I traveled an extremely far distance (for 5th graders) to McDonald’s without our parent’s permission (of course).  As we ate our food outside, this song came pumping into the play area.  My best friend at the time, Cole, jumped up on the table and began dancing.  Not to make all his friends laugh, but because he loved this song.  I can still see him, both hands in the air (one holding an ice cream cone), and a look of focused passion for a British reggae band playing an Elvis cover.

Cole, this one’s for you.

Songs I Love That You Might Hate - Virtual Insanity by Jamiroquai

I think I titled this blog series a little too harshly.  Hate is such a strong word.  As I’m going through these songs, I don’t see how people can really HATE them.  They’re pretty awesome, actually.  Maybe I should have called it something like “Songs I Love, That You Probably Love Too, But Probably Didn’t Think I Would Like.”  Alas, that would be too long.

This song is just smooth, and this video is awesome.

Halo(s) (EP2)

White walls
For blackened rooms
But no one ever sees inside
Lock and key
A mirrored we
Always reflect the light

Outside
The wheels of progress
Everything is spit and shine
The friends we keep
Never see
All that’s outside the light

Halos, on our heads
But heartache in our souls
How long will we keep hiding
How long until we show
Broken and named
We are the same

Hidden
Any signs of weakness
Systematic rights and wrongs
Life on stage
The script unchanged
Hidden inside the walls

Halos, on our heads
But heartache in our souls
How long will we keep hiding
How long until we show
Broken and named
We are the same

Wake the dead
Raise up all the casualties of youth
Remain unsaid
Let what we do
Speak the truth

Halos, on our heads
But heartache in our souls
How long will we keep hiding
How long until we show
Broken and named
We are the same
We are the lost
We are the shamed
Like the blood in our veins
We are the same

Shades of Postmodern Gray (EP2)

Maybe I over think
Then I overreact
To anyone, or anything I don’t understand

Seeing the relative
Serving the absolutes
Where black is white and white is right
Of the things we do

I don’t think I understand or comprehend
All the different ways of man

Suffer the rationale
Caught in a culture war
The new, the old, the yet untold, battle-born

And I’ll become
What I become
A casualty
Nothing less, and nothing more

But I’m caught here in the gray
Stuck on things that never change
And I fear what I’ve been told
Fear what I may never know

Am I the modernist?
Have I been left behind?
The good, the bad, the things we’ve had
Never die

They live and breathe
And have their being inside of You
But is that inside of me?

But I’m caught here in the gray
Stuck on things that never change
And I fear what I’ve been told
Fear what I may never know

Release me from this cage I’ve made
The pessimist, the naturalist
Hold my chains

Come on, release me from this cage I’ve made
Some things you just can’t explain away

Tell me how
Tell me why
We tie ourselves under roof
And not under sky

But I’m caught here in the gray
Stuck on things that never change
And I fear what I’ve been told
Fear what I may never know

Let the Color Return (EP2)

Release me from this cage I’ve made
Release my from these thoughts
That hold me slave

Release me from this cage I’ve made

Some things you just can’t explain
Some things you just can’t explain
Some things you just can’t explain

Action/Reaction (EP2)

If I move, does it pull the strings?
All the strings that are tied around me
Is this decision?
Or is it fiction?
Some kind of pre-made destiny

If I speak does it make a sound?
Or are these words pulled from my mouth?
Words are diction
Like they were written
Long before I spit them out

With all, without
I am still right now
My hopes, my doubts
One and the same

If I think, therefore I am
A hapless thought in the closest realm
Like an action
With no reaction
The bitter end of consequence

With all, without
I am still right now
What is, is how
The ever-present here and now
My hopes, my doubts
One and the same

You see the end as we begin
You see the end as we move within
You see the end as we begin
You see the end as it is

Pull the wool over my eyes
But I still see that we’re trapped inside
All that’s vision
Is what we’re given
Either way you control my life

With all, without
I am still right now
What is, is how
The ever-present here and now
My hopes, my doubts
One and the same