13 Jul 2007

Don't leave it 'til tomorrow...

We got married in September 1999 in the UK and spent our honeymoon in New York City, Manhattan to be precise.

We stayed in the Algonquin Hotel and took in a Yankees Baseball game (there is a whole post in that little trip - just dealing with the 'gypsy' cab ride home - OMG!), Central Park Zoo, Macy's, the whole shebang!

But for me the absolute highlight of this 10 day extravaganza was a Broadway Show (even though, unbelievably, I managed to fall asleep at one point due to excessive 'entertainment' the night before!) - not any Broadway show though, but RENT.

I have never been a particular fan of the usual musical theatre (i.e Howard Keel et al 'slap-a-my thigh'ing' all over the shop in bright red wigs etc) but I am a big fan of uplifting emotional music and was incredibly moved by the story and music of RENT.

The story is jam-packed with compassion, emotion and the tortuous road to love (of every shape and size it has to be said).

I recently watched the film of RENT and was struck again with its forceful message of love and compasssion for everyone regardless of race, colour, creed and sexual orientation - it seems to me that we all live and die the same way and deserve the same respect and compassion.

I cannot think of one single better way to be judged that by the love I have given to others.

Wouldn't the world be a better place if we could all exist like this together - each desperately trying to compete with each other to give the most genuine and sincere love to our fellow human beings?

The song that particularly struck an emotional cord with me was Seasons of Love (see below).

How would you like to be measured?

Seasons of Love (Rent)

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes,
Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Moments so dear.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes

How do you measure, measure a year?
In daylights, in sunsets, in midnights
In cups of coffee
In inches, in miles, in laughter, in strife.

In five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes
How do you measure
A year in the life?

How about love?
How about love?
How about love?

Measure in love

Seasons of love
Seasons of love

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes!

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Journeys to plan.

Five hundred twenty-five thousand
Six hundred minutes

How do you measure the life
Of a woman or a man?

In truths that she learned,
Or in times that he cried.
In bridges he burned,
Or the way that she died.

It's time now to sing out,
Tho' the story never ends
Let's celebrate

Remember a year in the life of friends

Remember the love!
Remember the love!

Seasons of love!

Oh you got to got to...
Remember the love! remember the love,
You Measure in love - know that love is a gift from up above
Seasons of love.

Share love, give love spread love

Measure... Measure your life in love.

Sermon over - carry-on about your business!


cranky said...

Thank YOU, FBT, for your long comment! I could NOT agree with you more - "if only everyone could appreciate what they have and not fantasize about somthing that they would enjoy for 5 minutes and then regret for the rest of their life." You sound like you have a fantastic marriage - congratuations!

I was so ANGRY when I read that post of hers - and what was with some of the comments??? Bloody Hell!

I've never read your blog before, but will go back and read some history...


Naturally Blessed said...

thanks for the heads up about oink...i've been by...and tried to offer words of encouragement...

on another note: you got me wanting to jump up and rent Rent today! i haven't seen it. i've never been big on musicals but will watch them if they are entertaining enough....i'll add this to the list of things i should see.....thanks for sharing.

and though, i dont really know what crankybee is talking about...the quote that she quotes form you, i agree with....100%.


FatBlokeThin said...

Thanks CrankyBee - welcome, have a look around. I came to you via DietGirl - who doesn't!Lol!

Lady T - thanks for popping over to Oink - I am so frustrated that I cannot help her more...

Do watch RENT - trust me, you would have to be dead not to be moved by both the content and the context - if you fail to cry at the funeral (i won't spoil it by saying whose), I would worry about you!Lol!

Have a great weekend both of you!

Jenny said...

You sweet romantic! Lucky wife. Lucky you, too.

Chris H said...

Dats so sweet.

642-901 said...

I never visit new york.I listen about Manhattan it's a very good place for visit.Thanks for sharing such a beautiful song as well as it's lyrics.It's hundred percent love song.