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Tuesday, June 07, 2005

Why I Troll Bored Housewife Blogs

I ignored Bored Housewife, the blog, the first time I saw it because of the title. I was trolling Blog Explosion, I think. I had read so many blogs by actual bored and boring housewives that I just passed over this one. ERROR! ERROR!

Go there right now and check out some of Lisa's exquisite writing. It is alternately funny as hell, always totally irreverent. Often sexy but most of all well written. I've had flashes of lyric ideas reading Lisa's blog before but one day recently I saw this particular post and immediately asked her permission to use her words in a lyric. I wasn't sure she took me seriously but she seemed enthusiastic.

I finally got back to it yesterday and whipped off a first draft. When I ran it past Lisa for input, she peed herself with glee, I think. Her e-mail back to me was gleeful anyway. She loved it so I'll put it out in first draft form here. Remember, things can always change when I start trying to make it fit a tune. I haven't thought too much about that yet. Go read this post of hers first to see where it comes from and to get acquainted with Lisa, the never boring Bored Housewife.

CRUEL IN UTAH copyright 2005 by Lisa Anderson and Bud Buckley

Instead of you, we had too much rain this spring
And everybody else felt as shifty as I had been
People didn't know then what it would bring
I was sure it wasn't you, I'd never feel you skin again
Chorus:
'Cause it's not just the weather that's cruel in Utah
There's loneliness and boredom to drive you insane
If my smile was the last thing that you saw
You must be dead to be never coming back again

The desert summer rushed in, abrupt and breathless
Adjusted it's skirt and wiped smudged lipstick off it's cheek
Then breathed down on us hard enough to cause a death wish
The desert's no place for the meek

'Cause it's not just the weather that's cruel in Utah
There's loneliness and boredom to drive you insane
If my smile was the last thing that you saw
You must be dead to be never coming back again

With the thunderstorms of September the rain restarted
But instead of spring's shiftiness there was seething rage
The full moon made us crazy and I was more than broken hearted
And everything unnatural took the stage

Bridge
Tall slender women swayed in the wind like trees
Their skirts and jewelry sounding like dried leaves
Short roundish men all became still and gray
Moss growing on their shady side in the heat of the day
Children burst into flames when tears used to do just fine
As their pets ran off seeking fine cigars, expensive wine

I'm gonna grab a bolt of lightning with my bare feet in the mud
It'll give me a little shock, I'll give it a little tug
Roll it into a little ball and stuff it in my pocket
Ride the lightning into the storm, a sorry loveless rocket

'Cause it's not just the weather that's cruel in Utah
There's loneliness and boredom to drive you insane
If my smile was the last thing that you saw
You must be dead to be never coming back again

posted by Bud @ 5:16 AM

Comments:
Cool lyrics Bud, Lisa must be honored!
 
What an awesome way to honor her writting! That is great, and the lyrics are too! I look forward to seeing this one come alive! :-)
 
Thanks, Kima and Jade. The honor is mine to work with Lisa!
 
I love the part about the women swaying like trees and their skirts and jewelry!!! I love it!!!!
 
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