Yesterday I wanted to see the 2019 movie version of the musical Cats but I wasn't able to so instead I just watched the original 80's version of the Broadway production. I can most identify with Grizzabella the Glamour Cat, all old and faded, wounded, and cast off, with only memories of a happy time in the past left now but now suffers a sorrowful lonely exixtance. I have always loved the song Memory as well( lyrics seen below) ever since I was a kid and when it was a bit g hit on Broadway and I can remember when I was growing up in Toronto as a kid my mother and I often went to see all the popular musicals and other theatre shows of the time, incl. Evita, Annie, Jesus Christ Superstar, etc. but we never did see Cats mainly because neither of us particularly like cats ( the animal) and are dog people although I did always like the song. My hubby,oddly, for someone who is really uncultured and didn't grow up going to the theatre etc. like I did actually likes musicals,too, but the 16 YR old doesn't and thinks they're "gay" ( used in the way we used to use it back in the 70's and 80's, not in the way it's used nowadays) and esp. hates all the singing and dancing.
I love the song Memory. Even as a kid I found it haunting, moving and beautiful and it always gave me the goosbumps but now as an adult I can also relate to the lyrics,too. I also hope( and believe) that there are many generations of lives (and parallel lives,too) and that I can find happiness in one of them....at least I sure HOPE so.....
Midnight not a sound from the pavement
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Has the moon lost her memory?
She is smiling alone
In the lamplight, the withered leaves collect at my feet
And the wind begins to moan
Memory, all alone in the moonlight
I can dream of the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
I can dream of the old days
I was beautiful then
I remember the time I knew what happiness was
Let the memory live again
Every streetlamp seems to beat
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
And soon
It will be morning
A fatalistic warning
Someone mutters and the street lamp gutters
And soon
It will be morning
Daylight
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn''t give in.
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
I must wait for the sunrise
I must think of a new life
And I mustn''t give in.
When the dawn comes
Tonight will be a memory too
And a new day will begin
Burnt out ends of…
THIS is also a photo I took of the chunks of ICE I found on the sidewalk yesterday when I took Buddy out for a walk from the freezing rain we had! They were about the size of a large fingernail! No joke! We had also sent my hubby out the other day to pick up whipping cream( also known as heavy cream) for the ambrosia ( made with real cream, mini marshmallows and chopped fruit) for New Year's....and the tool came back with- get this- a can of whipped cream! Oh, God! Can you believe it? For someone so smart he can be really stupid!!!! AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!!!! I also realized when I did my pills for the week the other day in my daily pill compartment that I had accidently forgotten my Topamax pills for each day.....and maybe that's why I've had a headache every day......shit.... I'm so dumb and forgetful lately and it just keeps getting worse; my brain is declining rapidly and today after I gave Buddy his bath it just wiped me out entirely; I was all sweaty dizzy and faint and out of breath I could hardly breathe or stand and had to lay down; it will be the only thing I can do all day but I also have church thonight for New Year's Eve,too....but doing one thing a day is all I can manage lately and then I crash.
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