(via Gary Wright, ‘Dream Weaver’ Singer, Dead at 80 – Rolling Stone)
SINGER-SONGWRITER AND SYNTH pioneer Gary Wright, who penned the massive hits “Dream Weaver” and “Love Is Alive” and became George Harrison’s longtime friend and collaborator, died Monday morning. He was 80.
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BLUES: SONGS OF THE DAY
THE ARTIST IS: FLOOD THE ENGINE
THE SONG IS: "LOVE IS ALIVE"
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Play ▶ Love Is Alive - Gary Wright (The Dream Weaver 1975)
Play ▶ Dream Weaver - Gary Wright (The Dream Weaver 1975)
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OMG
Obsessing over the new Rehearsal episode where the girl explains how she has a fake baby that will age every week on her third date, and the guy just going "okay, alright, yeah"
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[guy who keeps dying and coming back voice] Why does everyone look so upset lol
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If the Lazarus pit can restore lost limbs and bones and shit, would that mean it also restores wisdom teeth?
What I’m saying is, assuming Jason had his wisdom teeth out early (like I did), he’d have to get them out AGAIN before enacting his 5D chess revenge plan on Batman
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it's been said before and i'm sure said better than i can phrase it. but really, really - if you like making "i'm going to kill myself" jokes, please try switching to being ironically conceited instead.
anytime something goes wrong, say things like "ah well at least i'm beautiful and charming and everyone loves me." when you forget something, try "my big huge brain is so smart and thinking about too many other very big wizardly thoughts you wouldn't even understand." when you're frustrated by one of your symptoms, start talking like you're in My Immortal. "Life has come for me but my eyes are beautiful pools of gorgeous fire and my hair is amazing. I stuck my middle finger up at life and told it to fuck off and it did."
just... try it for a month or two. try saying the most absurdly self-congratulatory shit you can think of.
i know it's tempting to make suicide or self-harm jokes. and for me at least, a decade ago (!) when someone suggested i stop making those kinds of jokes, i was kind of at a loss for what to replace them with. i wanted to make light of these moments, but genuinely (at the time) my first thought really was suicidal ideation. there was a part of me that even felt like ... i was kind of "making light" of that voice. that if i could say i want to die lol, it would help take the sting out of that genuine (albeit passive) desire. like i could turn my illness into a joke.
when i started complimenting myself instead, it felt awkward and stupid. it felt really, really ironic. what i was actually saying was nobody would ever think this stuff about me, that's what makes it so fucking funny.
but. the effect was immediate. first thing i noticed was the people around me. when i dropped a glass and said ah my skin is too beautiful and sleek the glass has swooned and broken for me, other people were suddenly overjoyed to jump in with the joke. rather than making an awkward moment, we'd both start cracking up. ah princess sleek hands, i've heard of you.
i was 19. i hadn't noticed i'd been making others tense when i said i want it all to end. i know now that it's incredibly hard to know how to walk that moment - do you talk to them about your concern? do you potentially make them uncomfortable by asking if they're okay? do you ignore the situation? do you help them pick up the glass, or do they need to do it by themselves? are they genuinely made suicidal over this small moment? and most importantly, how do you - without professional training or supplies - actually help?
most people want to help you pick up the glass in your life, they just have no fucking idea how to do it. they don't want to make anything worse. they don't want to make assumptions about you. they love you, they're scared for you - and being scared makes people kind of freeze up. it's not because they don't love you. it's because they do.
now when something bad happens, my first thought is how can i make a stupid joke about this. it isn't my brain saying you're a dumb fucking bitch. i spend more time laughing. i spend more time being gentle with myself. i spend more time feeling good.
and the thing is - what's kind of funny - is that you'd be surprised by how many people agree with you. the first time i said i'm too pretty to understand that, someone else said to be fair you're the prettiest person in this room. i promise - you really don't know how kindly your friends see you. but they love you for a reason. they sort of reverse-velveteen-rabbit you. your weird and ugly spots fade away and you just become... the love they want to give you.
go love yourself ironically. the worst thing that happens is that you end up tricking your reflection into actually loving you.
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“When love is present the desire to dominate and exercise power cannot rule the day.” One of my favorite quotes from bell hook’s All About Love.
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The one week the late Gary Wright was a “blue-eyed soul” wonder…in a year there were plenty
The one week the late Gary Wright was a “blue-eyed soul” wonder…in a year there were plenty #LoveIsAlive #GaryWright #RIPGaryWright #DreamWeaver #1976 #Billboard #BlueEyedSoul
(September 15, 2023). When it comes to blue-eyed soul, a term describing white artists who faithfully record and perform in the style of black musicians, the names that immediately come to mind—particularly from the 1970s—are Daryl Hall & John Oates, KC & The Sunshine Band, Teena Marie, the Average White Band, Boz Scaggs, Robert Palmer and occasionally Steely Dan and the Doobie Brothers.
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