Creature of the night

How come that it’s always the worst lyrics that makes us sing-along? Whenever we are out travelling and start to sing along it turns out the song comes from somewhere from the back of our past, something that that would have made us ashamed. “You’re a creature of the night” I sing and you answer “Maria Magdalena”, perfectly synced with Sandra. We laugh and play it again while singing even louder. Did we ever dance to this song or is it just an afterthought of what youth could have been if we had been more playful. Maybe it is passing the time while driving, or sing-along reflects regrets of that promise of delight.

rushing across —
squirrel is playing roulette
in front of a car

Maria Magdalena by Alfred Stevens

Very late to Toni’s prompt for Haibun Monday at dVerse. Have to say I don’t sing-along to music a lot.

May 2, 2017

13 responses to “Creature of the night

  1. I don’t know why we’re always compelled to sing along with the worst lyrics. But I *love* the image of a squirrel playing roulette with a car! Someone should write a song about THAT. It would be a huge hit.

  2. I don’t think I have ever sang out loud while driving although the songs go through my head and keep me awake. This is the first time I’ve heard Maria Magdalena but it sounds like something one could sing to.

  3. Sorry, Bjorn, but I now know, why the squirrel was playing Russian roulette, with cars. Your guilty pleasure song is, what is so wrong with 1980’s songs. For me, it’s The Proclaimers’ “I’m gonna be (500 miles)”, as one of those songs, I have to sing along to, regardless, where I am.

  4. Some of the worst lyrics are often so easy to remember and can anchor a time in our life through the power of repetition – I hope the squirrel lives to see another day ;o)

  5. your haibun made me think, why we are cautious as youth yet reckless as we grow older, well speaking for myself anyway, trying to capture all the things I wanted to do but restrained by rules and convention. breaking free when older and knowing life doesn’t wait for me. lovely thoughts and words!

  6. It doesn’t matter what the lyrics are; if I understand them I will try to sing them. Just hearing the the song and connecting it with memories is enough for me. Or if one knows them by heart, one can sing along, radio blasting. This one is new to me, but I can hear how is might ring in an old love or a missed opportunity. What might have been, eh?

  7. The haiku to this haibun is incredible Bjorn. It’s okay that you don’t often sing along with songs….but I love that you did it in this oneQ!

  8. The playfulness of youth is, often, risky business. Perhaps that is part of the allure. I enjoyed the prose piece … so true about bad lyrics. Fantastic haiku.

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