Drugging its way to hall of fame

Remember those mundane valentine’s days at school when the only way to celebrate it was to listen to ‘top most romantic hits’ “I will always love you”. Or do you remember the growing up years listening to Beatles, Doors, Bee Gees, etc? Elvis Presley? Jim Morrison? Back then, Valentine’s day was dreamily sitting by your window, ear plugged with “My love is your love”& “Could I have this kiss forever”!

I was going through an article on ’27 club’ by wikipedia. This is supposedly about a curse stating that most musicians who touch the famed chords of success meet with tragic pre-mature deaths. Whitney Houston’s death has brought fore the similar deaths at the altar of drugs. As supporting evidences, they quote death of Kurt Cobain from Nirvana, Jimi Hendrix, Presley, Jim Morrison, Tommy Bolin from Deep Purple etc.

Is the lethal trail of drug overuse mandatory when you reach at the top? Or is the top really so lonely that they find respite in giving themselves pain and taking their life away? Why is there severe drug dependency at the top?  

My generation people, love-filled or lovelorn listened to Whitney Houston. She made it so quixotic and dreamy. She was the voice I heard when I read books by Jane Austen and Charlotte Brontë. 

RIP  Whitney Houston

Simon & Garfunkel - Sound Of Silence

One of my favorite song: Sound of Silence

 Hello darkness, my old friend,
I've come to talk with you again,
Because a vision softly creeping,
Left its seeds while I was sleeping,
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Still remains
Within the sound of silence.

In restless dreams I walked alone
Narrow streets of cobblestone,
'Neath the halo of a street lamp,
I turned my collar to the cold and damp
When my eyes were stabbed by the flash of a neon light
That split the night
And touched the sound of silence.

And in the naked light I saw
Ten thousand people, maybe more.
People talking without speaking,
People hearing without listening,
People writing songs that voices never share
And no one dared
Disturb the sound of silence.

"Fools" said I, "You do not know
Silence like a cancer grows.
Hear my words that I might teach you,
Take my arms that I might reach you."
But my words like silent raindrops fell,
And echoed
In the wells of silence.

And the people bowed and prayed
To the neon god they made.
And the sign flashed out its warning,
In the words that it was forming.
And the sign said, the words of the prophets are written on the subway walls
And tenement halls.
And whisper'd in the sounds of silence."

Simon & Garfunkel - Mrs. Robinson

Queen - Who Wants To Live Forever (High Quality)

Hear all see none

Lost in the woods, are you?
Or, stuck in the cords blue
I am playing the rhythm divine
Shan't play six to nine
Shall hear six pence none the richer
Bob Dylan singing sad number
I will then color the flloyd pink
Play drums and metal in sync
I will savor and spine the queen
Johny with cash will not ruin
Garfunkel will chase real deal
Inxs as Mozart will steal
Guilty I am as I hear Blue
Keating is outta net and will sue
Beatles shall chuck berry
Madonna and Britney shall be merry
Nirvana shall smell teen spirit
Beach boy's vibration is a hit
Charles will sing Gospel
Taylor will swiftly stitch spell
Parks shall link with Crawling
In the end, Doors will sing
Rolling stone gathers no moss
In muddy water or floss
Can I hear all in a dime?
Daft Punk says one more time
Aerosmith will walk this way
Chiffons shine one fine day