I just realized how much we sing about food, and the so many things food means to us politically, emotionally, socially, economically, shallow-ly, intellectually, philosophically………. etc.
My fave five:
1. Money for Food, Barbie Almalbis
“And you can’t sing all you like sing all you like ’cause people still need money for food”
I was a certified Barbie Almalbis fan, but decreasingly so, the longer she stayed in the music business. I’m not sure if this song was a foreshadowing of her music career’s unfortunate demise, but judging from what she said–that you can’t sing all you like ’cause people still need money for food–maybe even her Nescafe gig couldn’t give her ’nuff money for food. How I wish you never changed, Barbie. Then maybe you can still sing all you like.
2. Blame It, Jamie Foxx and T-Pain
Yes, alcohol can be categorized as “food” where I come from. And yes, where I come from, a lot of things can be blamed on the a-a-a-a-a-alcohol: leaving your keys outside still stuck to the keyhole, reminiscing times that shouldn’t be reminisced and subsequently crying about them with longing, remorse, and anger all at once, drunk texting, drunk calling, allergic reactions, unsolicited confessions, and winning a round of card games.
3. Choux Pastry Heart, Corinne Bailey Rae
Broke my choux pastry heart, Guess life’s, no picture post card
I researched this one, because I like the song a lot. For a very yummy-sounding dessert. I haven’t had a choux pastry myself, but from what I’ve read–Choux pastry is the lightest, crispiest, airiest pastry, which can be used to make profiteroles, éclairs or savoury gougères–it sounds mouthwatering enough. And for such a sweet dessert, this is such a sad song about how vulnerable our hearts are, and perhaps, how reckless we are with others’ hearts, too. I’ve a feeling imma choke on my first choux pastry.
4. Funny the Way It Is, Dave Matthews Band
Funny the way it is, if you think about it. Somebody’s going hungry while someone else is eating out
It is funny the way it is. Heartbreaking too. Mom was telling me a couple of days ago that she insisted on bringing out our helpers for dinner with the family. It brought our new helper to tears of joy and a string of thank yous, because she had never, or at least couldn’t recall, ever eating out. And I think about the last time I ate out. That was the other night and the night before that, and possibly the one before that too… and I realize I have taken that for granted. Judging too by the number of entries I have posted about eating out, which is really not too much for this blogosphere, but certainly a lot more than some people could ever imagine. When was the last time you went out? Or, when was the last time you went hungry?
5. Banana Pancakes, Jack Johnson
It’s just so easy when the whole world fits inside of your arms, no really need to pay attention to the alarm, wake up slow
Wake up slow. Reminds me of sunny weekend mornings in Salcedo Market, the smell of grilled fish, roasted calf, dumplings, the noise of happy kids running away from their parents to the slides, the smell of the midday, still-fresh sun. I think we’re meant to have only spare servings of slow mornings because they’re just best appreciated that way.
Available at Hobbes and Landes. PhP 80 for the regular size. Plus 40 for the toppings. I got me mangoes, strawberries (hiding in all that saint-ful yogurt) and kiwi! Good Friday morning to me!
