So what code do you live your life by? What lyric, prose, poem sums up your world view?
Or maybe you don’t have anything to fall back on, maybe it’s just me……….
I think it started in the 70s when I read “If” by Rudyard Kipling during the summer holidays and decided that was the way forward. It was very stoical but that was the environment I grew up in.
During the 80s life had become more complicated and I found myself falling back on lyrics I must have heard in my childhood (spookily I’ve just checked when the song came out and it was the year I was born). The song wasn’t by anyone trendy, I didn’t own it (and if I did I wouldn’t have admitted to it) but it would regularly come to mind as I entered the world of work and the regular grief I had to take on. The singer? The song? It was the cardigan wearing Val Doonican with “Walk Tall”, the following helped me walk through the office door on many occasion –
Walk tall, walk straight and look the world right in the eye,
That’s what my mama told me when I was about knee high,
She said son, be a proud man and hold your head up high,
Walk tall, walk straight and look the world right in the eye.
By the time I’d made it to the 90s I was a bit full of myself and running a Continuous Improvement team. Framed on my desk I had the Chinese proverb –
“The man who says it cannot be done should not interrupt the man who is trying to do it”
Come the 00s I was still on a bit of an ego trip and thought I’d made it, I had my own office, fruit bowl, fresh flowers, the whole kit and caboodle. An indication that I was just a bit too much up myself was the quote from Machievelli that I had up on the wall –
“Never do any enemy a small injury for they are like a snake which is half beaten and it will strike back the first chance it gets.”
Hopefully I’ve now grown up (if I haven’t after all these years then there’s no hope for me) and my credo for this decade I found in The Man in the Arena –
“It is not the critic who counts; not the man who points out how the strong man stumbles, or where the doer of deeds could have done them better.
The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood; who strives valiantly;
who errs, who comes short again and again, because there is no effort without error and shortcoming; but who does actually strive to do the deeds; who knows great enthusiasms, the great devotions; who spends himself in a worthy cause;
who at the best knows in the end the triumph of high achievement, and who at the worst, if he fails, at least fails while daring greatly, so that his place shall never be with those cold and timid souls who neither know victory nor defeat.”
What comes next? Who knows? Probably something along the lines of “Just stop over thinking things and do some living for a change!”
What’s all the above got to do with music you ask? Good point. The above all came to mind when I listened to the first line of a cover version by Sky Valley Mistress (more of them in later posts). It’s a song I’ve heard many, many times but this is the first time I’ve heard a woman sing it and the first time in a long, long time that I’ve heard anything on cassette (limited edition of 50 fact fans).
A Stoner Rock take on a heavy metal classic, only Ozzy could have such a warped outlook on life that he ends up “Finished with my woman ’cause she couldn’ t help me with my mind”. But I supposed this was before he met Sharon……..
Sky Valley Mistress – Paranoid (2014) – Cassette
- “secret live track”
Rate – 4/5
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