Evaluating It's My Party

Recently I have been listening a lot to the Lesley Gore hit, It's My Party. I have heard it a hundred times before but I never really paid any attention to the lyrics, except the main chorus, of course.

Well, since I have begun to 'listen' to the actual lyrics, I have become somewhat perplexed and intrigued into the emotional state of this poor girl. On one side, she demonstrates an extraordinary amount of emotional strength when she decides to carry on with her own party, on the other, she displays a tremendous amount of instabilty as she becomes more absorbed with sadness over the loss of 'her man' Johnny to Judy.

"Its my party and I'll cry if want to, cry if I want to, cry if I want to. You would cry to if it happened to you."

But on the other side of things her mind is not of the right state of mind. She seems to believe that she was meant to be Johnny's boyfriend or that she is Johnny's boyfriend. It is not quite clear as to what their actual relationship is in the song, but it is clear that she becomes devastated and a bit delusional throughout the progression of her party.

"Nobody knows where my Johnny has gone, but Judy left the same time. Why was he holding her hand, when he's supposed to mine."

Play all my records, keep dancing all night, but leave me alone for awhile. 'Till Johnny's dancing with me, I've got no reason to smile."

Judy and Johnny just walked through the door, like a queen with her king. Oh, what a birthday surprise, Judy's wearing his ring."

There is an enormous sadness to this song, and it seems to be about a girl who celebrated a birthday in order to catch herself a particular man. I give her a lot of credit for carrying on with the show during turbulent times, but it doesn't seem like all of that crying in fron of the other guests will attract Johnny or anyone else for that matter.


Now Playing Open Range by Michael Kamen

Bay of Pigs

Yesterday, I was driving down Noriega street on my way to class. Just as I passed Safeway on my right, I noticed that the center of the street was blocked by a large delivery truck that was sitting unattended, and with its cargo bay sitting wide open. As I drove nearer, the cargo became alarmingly identifiable- it was a truck full of dead pigs, ick.

I circled the block just to confim that the cargo is what it appeared to be....and it was. it was rather gross because it didn't appear that the truck had any sort of refrigeration system, and I knew by the two men who were approaching the truck, that those pigs were headed for one of the ***** restaurants.



Now Playing Battlestar Galactica Miniseries by Richard Gibbs ****/*****

Late Ramblings

It's been a long day and I am exhausted. And even though I have done a lot, (the work shift, a basketball session) somehow I don't feel like I have accomplished anything. Maybe that's because my dirty laundery is overflowing?

Now Playing An American Tail: Fievel Goes West by James Horner

Mixing Religion with Drinks

I was reading the recent New Yorker tonight (partly because I forgot the Juggler, and partly because I am trying to get into the habit of reading again) and I came across this very humorous story about a Pastor by the name of Jay Bakker, who was performing his first New York sermon in a popular Williamsburg bar named Pete's Candy Store.

All in all, the twelve people who attended Bakker's NY introduction seemed rather receptive to his service, but it was the commentary by two of the women attendees that seemed to put the mix of bar and religion into perspective. "What really sucks about church is that it's so early on Sunday morning, so I like that this is four in the afternoon, "one woman said. "Neither of us is drinking," her companion noted," but it's nice to have that option."



Now Playing Field of Dreams by James Horner

Utilizing Its Enviroment

Take that yee sensitive citizens of the West. Finally a piece of advertising that fully utilizes its surrounding environment.
This picture was taken just outside at Post & Powell, just to the left of Saks 5th Avenue. I have no clue as to whether this ad was intentionally placed to exhibit this image, but this is quite the oddity, especially in the middle of a busy shopping district.


Now Playing The Cell by Howard Shore