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When Susan informed readers in What happened with Darkness Abiding that I was listening to Linkin Park’s What I’ve Done, she didn’t know just how much the need for forgiveness extended beyond humans....

So when nature says like Linkin Park, “Forgive me what I’ve done,” to which part of your nature will this be in reference to? When you read Darkness Abiding you may see why nature may apologize for either. The first song on my list is no doubt Linkin Park’s What I’ve done.  

What would God look like if ever found? I surmise, because she (I say she, you may choose what you may) is spirit and works in mysterious ways, he would have to be nothing expected. He could indeed be found smoking his last cigarette on the corner of 1st and Amistad or on 60th street near Central Park.

You found me by The Fray is second on my list.

Those humanitarian doctors and health workers who give without getting much back in Africa and the rest of the world, and those who constantly sustain the elevation of bare essentials in the human element, I respect you immensely. But this entry is to assert one great truth. The truth is you can try all you may but sometimes you fail. How to save a life ultimately belongs to…well…it depends on who you ask, or if you ask it at all. One thing is certain—sometimes you fail.

The third on my list is How to Save a Life, by once again, The Fray.

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I have seen evidence of this—that if that which is denied is what is strong, what is strong always evolves and what or who holds the denial is always the lie—Dew Platt. IRTBLOG entry.

Strength is an honor that you gain through adversity. Ladies and gentlemen, young and old, I am stronger from the inside out! Strength unlike that she’s ever encountered is what eighteen year old Tutu Bade will need when she’s determined not to let go of the cold case of dead sixteen year old Jillian. And she will need the help of *The Equithreenion* for it.

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Unmistakably and befittingly first on my list is Vivian Greens Emotional Rollercoaster. This song has the rhythm, the rhyme, the tone and the frequency of Heartbreak Suspension. She says, “So tired of you making love to me then disappearing so suddenly
Up and down it goes. And I'm so tired of you pacifying me. With promises you know that you'll never keep. Round and round it goes. Emotional rollercoaster. Loving you ain't nothing healthy. Loving you was never good for me. But I can't get off.”

Vivian was on a low frequency. Now to the high (said it would be rollercoaster all the way) I go to pop-rock, to Katy Perry’s Hot’N Cold. She says, “Someone call the doctor. Got a case of a love disorder. Stuck on a roller coaster. Can't get off this ride. You're hot and you're cold…You're yes and you're no. You're in and you're out. You're up and you're down.”

The third on my list takes me back to a low. And because I don’t want to be selfish, I will say Heartbreak Suspension happens to guys as well. My next song has a guy choosing to be in this suspension and he says it really happened to him. If it did, that’s really hot because he can feel that much. I have said with Feel! Hot Co-motion blog entry, that emotions are the hottest part of being human. The song is Mario Winan’s I Don’t Wanna Know. He says, “I don't wanna know. If you're playin' me, keep it on the low. Cause. my heart can't take it anymore. And if your creepin, please don't let it show. Oh baby, I don't wanna know.”

The fourth on my list takes us back to a high. It is Mariah Carey’s Heartbreaker. She details all the ways in which he breaks her heart and then begs him to “give me your love.” Such, the person whose hands are burning in the fireplace pleads for the one who doesn’t feel the pain to change his ways.

The last on my list is Blu Cantrell’s Breathe. Especially because she gives a response to Mariah Carey’s, “give me your love,” issue. She says, “When love hurts, It won't work. Maybe we need some time alone. We need to let it breathe.” So ladies, breathe if you feel you have to. What else can you do? And you are definitely chilling with Dew. Who else can it be? 

I say if you can make one person truly happy, you must have lived. In his case, we’re talking millions. And I am one of them. He has always had a folder in my ipod.

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The first on my list is Sarah McLachlan’s Fallen. I haven’t found a song sadder, more realistic or more melancholic. If you do not know this song, I suggest you listen to it at least once with the lyrics by your side.  

As a writer, I am very happy when I’m able to emphatically project (How else can I make true characters happen). So I must appreciate it in the works of others. This Canadian singer songwriter did it almost perfectly, both philosophically and rhythmically. Nothing is sadder than sadness without a way out of it and this song exemplifies that. Sadness is a most humanizing art, that’s why tragedy has its undeniable placements in history. It’s also why Romeo and Juliet is a classic hit.

The second on my list is 50 Cents’ Many Men (Wish Death). Life on the street as smartening as it may be is also very saddening. Many end up in jail, many lives lost senselessly and this is saddening. This song is also a great pick because it proves the point I was trying to make earlier—sadness humanizes more than joy or pleasure. The is the best song, lyrically that 50 Cent ever sang because it really happened to him. It was his truest, his most vulnerable (Not pumped up, pimped up or prided up), his most human. Now he sings about how he, “gets money.”

It’s amazing how wealth can sometimes change artistic perceptions and production.

The third on my list is Green Day’s Wake me up when September comes. While war may sometimes be necessary, its true nature is saddening. God forbid it is merely done for the sustenance of pride, personal or otherwise. This song reminds me of how costly a decision to go to war could be.

The next song is P.Diddy’s I’ll be Missing You. This is a song of mourning and every time I hear it, I am temporarily reminded of loved ones I lost. Dance with my father again by Luther Vandross came close to being in this position but it was less generalized because it refers only to fathers. Fathers are not the only ones we’ll want to dance with again.

The last on my list is Everybody Hurts by REM. It should be the first on the list from share beauty but it wasn’t sad enough. It is quite beautiful in relating pain to “everybody.” But more importantly it gives a good ending for this blog by not just being a sad song, but also by offering hope and survival mode (much needed in this recession) by singing, “Don’t throw your hands,” and “hold on.” 

With a catchy opening like “I was like good gracious ass is bodacious,” and a chorus like “It’s getting hot in here, so hot, so take of all your clothes,” it is no wonder it rode quite high in the mainstream media. I admit I like this song but it has no meaning. Some may think that because he used the “so” in between the “its getting hot in here,” and “take off all your clothes,” it made a point. But there is no point to this point. When it gets hot there are some options open to whoever gets hot: “so open the windows,” “so turn on the AC or the fan” and one of which is “take off your clothes.”

Musicians have it easy. As a writer my work needs a lot of effort, and has to make at least some sense. They just need to “Mix a little bit a ah, ah with a little bit a ah, ah,” and they have a hit song. In fact, sometimes I might have to simplify. Does anyone ever tell them to amplify with meaning? A writer can’t just mouth off “ah,” put some beat to it and get a hit. They have it so good.

The third on my list is Tweet’s Oops (Oh My). Oh my, what does this song mean? She goes beyond masturbation here. This is self love at a whole different level. Anyone who can not stand his or her own reflection in the mirror can masturbate. This is self admiration that led to self touching. So she loves herself and loves to touch herself. So what, you may ask? Then write a song about it and ride high. Oops, oh my.

Then it should easily be understood why Right Said Fred’s I am so Sexy is the fourth on my list. He’s so freaking sexy he didn’t just tell people around him, his friends, his parents, the girl that’s leaving him because he’s way too sexy for her or those that won’t give him the time of day because he’s way too sexy, he went beyond that. He wrote a song about it and told the whole world just how sexy he is. He is so freaking lucky. This is an old song that keeps on giving and I think it’s because it tends to people’s seeming need for conceit sometimes. This is a great example of a song that makes absolutely no lyrical sense except that it is a song you can dance to and laugh about. 

The fifth on the list is T-Pain’s Buy U a Drink. I like the mechanical maneuvering in this song. It has a sensual psycho effect to it but the song makes no sense. In fact the verses are somewhat disjointed. Musicians can do that—sustain any sort of lyric mechanically.

“…work it out…think about it….you can do it all by yourself,” he says.

Listen to the song and you “work it out…think about it…you can do it all by yourself,” Now, What is she working out, what is she thinking about, and what can she do all by herself?   

I usually list five songs but these songs are just everywhere I will make an exception and name one more song on this list. Before that, I’ll talk about the song that just couldn’t make it onto this list. Christina Milan’s Dip it low came close to this list but I figured since it made an effort to share a certain expert advice on a certain natural procedure it made some sense to those who may need the advice. If you do not know what advice I am talking about, listen to the song again, especially after the “I’ma show you how to make your man say…” part. You may just need the advice. At least she thinks so. Hmm?

The last on my extra long list is MIMS’ This is why I’m hot. Now, I don’t know if he’s hot, but he thinks he is. But I know he’s honest, because he made my point with the lyrics in this song when he says, “I can sell a mill saying nothing on the track.” I had to ask myself several times why this song was a hit. Could you be one of the people that made it so? Or is he just so freaking hot?

The first on my list is the undeniable Queen Bee, Lil’ Kim. Need I say why? Check out the lyrics of How Many Licks. She uses it all without restrain, “f”, “c”, “p” and all others, with the attitude to go with it. She’s the Queen Bee of  Sexplicit Hive. What an environment that will be, where the word “honey,” might actually be unrecognizable as we know it.

The second on my list surprised me with Work It. I felt Missy Misdemeanor Elliott outdid her standards with that one. She crossed over to the felony side with the blatant objectification of men and the instrument of their sexuality, asking him if it’s worth it, to have sex with him, telling him she wants to “first see.” Sexplicit, sexplicit, sexplicit!

The third on my list is Liz Phair with her HWC, but I couldn’t find the video for it and maybe now you know why. But you can find the lyrics so you know why it is abbreviated. I’m too shy to say it. Find it. I will give you Why can’t I instead. It’s redeemably mainstream, and it’s a more popular song. Have no reservations about the parental advisory on the front of her album, her lyrics are truly sexplicit.  She wants have sex with a stranger and she uses the “f” word in Why can’t I? So that should be fine. Yes, her music sounds like pop, or soft rock, but sexplicit is simply that.

This is where you start to wonder when Madonna is going to show up, but she just didn’t make the sexplicit list. She rarely used any of those loaded words. She is mainly extremely teaseplicit. And I did a little research on it. She makes me wonder whatever happened to the saying, “say what you mean and mean what you say.” I guess it doesn’t apply to lyrics. So there you have it, Liz Phair is more sexplicit than Madonna.

The next two on my list are on the list not because they are spotlight grabbers like those I have mentioned, but because they made a huge sexplicit statement with their songs. The fourth on my list is Khia with her My neck, My back. If her words had to be blurted out every couple of incomplete sentences and the guy doing her nails is giving her the wink, well it could just be that the song qualifies as sexplicit.

The last is Monifah’s Touch it. Well, it ended up on the list not just because she used one of the loaded words, but because it couldn’t be more sexplicit than a provocatively dressed woman with her sexual moves standing in front of some probably sex-starved soldiers telling them what she’s going to do to them. What they would have intended for her would have been more troubling.

Making Insanity look oh so good

I love the way this song refers to ‘crazy’ as a rather normal phase we all borrow into and out of. The keyword here is ‘phase’ which is subject to interpretation. He says, “

I remember when, I remember, I remember when I lost my mind
There was something so pleasant about that place.
Even your emotions had an echo
In so much space

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And on inflow-formation ( his relation to the world and conception of it) he says, “Come on now, who do you, who do you, who do you, who do you think you are,
Ha ha ha bless your soul
You really think you're in control

Well, I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
I think you're crazy
Just like me

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And finally on the notion of how greatness is no doubt a crazy person’s progressive invention, he says, “My heroes had the heart to lose their lives out on a limb
And all I remember is thinking, I want to be like them
Ever since I was little, ever since I was little it looked like fun
And it's no coincidence I've come
And I can die when I'm done

” Now it should be understandable why this song was first on my list. 

Making the world a “virtual insanity” has never sounded more beautiful. Second on the list is Jamiroquai’s Virtual insanity . This song is somewhat more subtle, more sensual than Gnarls Barkley’s Crazy. He says, “Futures made of virtual insanity - now
Always seem to, be govern'd by this love we have
For useless, twisting, our new technology
Oh, now there is no sound - for we all live underground

Now there is no sound
If we all live underground
And now it's virtual insanity
Forget your virtual reality

” If there is at least one important song an artist should sing in a lifetime, this one makes the cut.

The third on the list is Seal’s Crazy. I love Seal, certainly not in the way Heidi Klum does, but rather, that I love his songs. You can touch reality with them, or as it is in this case, insanity. He says, “Miracles will happen as we trip.
But we're never gonna survive, unless...
We get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive, unless...
We are a little...
Crazy…

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Oh darlin...
In a sky full of people, only some want to fly,
Isn't that crazy?” The part I care to elaborate is the part about miracles happening as we trip. I know that’s right. But does sanity trip as Miracles do?

Seal’s Crazy is a lyrical genius (search it, find it, understand it, disprove me). It is so much so that Alanis Morissette remixed it beautifully. I love that version as well.  

Last on the list is Matchbox Twenty’s Unwell. This song also portrays insanity as some sort of ‘phase’ you come in and out of. And while reflecting on SILENTLY BROKEN, the new free fiction on Dewlogic, I had to ask myself, “Aren’t we all, somewhat, a little unwell?”

This one is dedicated to all my readers, especially those readers just getting to know me. A message from Dew Platt to you. Within my books and beyond it…“you got to spend some time with me,” and thank you for doing it…chilling with Dew.

This song is dedicated to the memory of my grandmother, 'DEWE, my love, my immortal regenerate, MY ANGEL