Bohemian Rhapsody

Bohemian Rhapsody rockgrass cover by Hayseed Dixie.

Posted by Rockabilly Worldwide on Friday, February 19, 2016

Oh, so that’s what that means

The internet is a wonderful thing. Wikipedia answers the question implied in the title of this post.

The term “colitas” in the first stanza (“warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air”) has been interpreted as a sexual slang or a reference to marijuana. “Colitas” means “little tails” in Spanish; in Mexican slang it refers to buds of the cannabis (marijuana) plant. However, Felder said: “The colitas is a plant that grows in the desert that blooms at night, and it has this kind of pungent, almost funky smell. Don Henley came up with a lot of the lyrics for that song, and he came up with colitas.”

Emphasis mine.

Take it to the limit

Had a crazy (good, but crazy) day at work. I found myself suddenly very understaffed. In addition I was also sick, and the price of the product we produce has gone over a cliff and down a very deep hole. I came home and spent the evening finishing up unfinished office work while sneezing like a banshee.

Then I heard that Glenn Frey has passed away. We’ve certainly lost a couple of classic rockers here in the past few days.

This song (footage below from a 1977 concert) was co-written by Frey, Don Henley (on the drums) and Randy Meisner (vocals and bass). Glenn is the guy on the keyboard with the excellent Fu-Manchu. The guys were all so young. And so, so good.

Take it to the limit may have been the first Eagles song I was aware of as a kid, and it’s always been my favorite. Such a sense of longing and searching in this one.

Rest in peace Glenn Frey.

And may God’s love be with you

I was never a huge David Bowie fan, but I liked some of his songs and can appreciate his artistry. I was saddened to hear this week that he had died of cancer at the age of sixty nine.

I’ve read some about Bowie this week and it’s clear that the man had a spiritual sense and hunger that led him to search out God in a variety of different religions and experiences. I don’t know enough about his personal faith, if any, at the time of his passing or the faith of his wife Iman, but I am always hopeful. I think this past year suffering through cancer and his impending death may have made a difference. I hope he is in Christ and with Christ now. Lord have mercy.

The last words Iman tweeted before his death: “The struggle is real, but so is God.”

Some favorite moments

Bowie saying the Lord’s Prayer at the Freddie Mercury memorial at Wembley stadium, 1992

Kristen Wiig singing A Space Oddity in the Sweet Life of Walter Mitty (this was my favorite scene from that excellent movie

I’m pretty sure I actually saw this one when it first aired when I was a kid. It was one of the most incongruous moments I’d ever seen, but it worked beautifully.

Bowie and Bing Crosby singing Little Drummer Boy/Peace On Earth

Pie Jesu

I think this song is amazingly beautiful. We heard it at our son’s Junior High choir concert the other day. The video below is of Sissel singing it.

Pie Jesu – Andrew Lloyd Webber

Pie Jesu, Pie Jesu

Pie Jesu, Pie Jesu

Qui tollis peccata mundi

Dona eis requiem

Dona eis requiem

Lord, have mercy

Lord, have mercy

You who take away the sins of the world

Grant them rest

Grant them rest

Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei

Agnus Dei, Agnus Dei

Qui tollis peccata mundi

Dona eis requiem

Dona eis requiem

Sempiternam, sempiternam requiem

Lamb of God, Lamb of God

Lamb of God, Lamb of God

You who take away the sins of the world

Grant them rest

Grant them rest

rest everlasting, everlasting

Whaur Dae Ye Lie?

My daughter’s high school theater group just finished a run of the play The Women of Lockerbie. Jill and I went to every show. Of course, a big reason for that was that Bethany was playing the central role of Madeline, the grieving mother. But we also went because the play is a great play, done in the form of a Greek tragedy, complete with a chorus, and Bethany’s theater group performed it so well. It is a wrenching, haunting exploration of grief, hatred, love and cleansing.

In the final scene, as Madeline and the women of Lockerbie washed the clothes of the dead, a recording of the song below was played. It’s heartbreaking and I thought I’d share it with you.

Whaur Dae Ye Lie?

Karine Polwart


Whaur dae ye lie, my faither?

Whaur dae ye lie, my son?

Whaur dae ye lie, my ain true love?

When will the truth be won?

Oor friends, they came tae protect us

Oor friends they bad us bide

Oor friends left us standing there naked

Wi nae place left tae hide

Oor neighbours, they came wi a hundred year hate

Oor neighbours, they came wi guns

Oor neighbours, they came for oor menfolk

An they slew them, everyone

I hae sought oot yer grave wi my mother

I hae sought oot yer grave in vain

I hae sought the bare banes o’ the truth and the men

Faither, whaur are ye lane?

I hae cried oot yer name tae the for winds

I hae cried oot yer name til the dawn

I hae cried in the arms o’ yer sister dear

Whaur dae ye lie my son?

I hae dream’d o’ yer breath upon me

I hae dream’d o’ yer yella hair

I hae dream’d o’ the sounds o yer dyin love

Whaur dae ye lie, my dear?