The Folk-turned-Techno-Music Boho Babe: Ellie Goulding

Ellie Goulding is the Musical Pride of Herefordshire! She has arisen to astronomical success and her music goes from strength to strength. She’s living the Rockstar’s life and is an eclectic talent from the early days of her folksy debut album Lights to her recent electronica album Delirium. She also likes poetry and it even inspires her song-writing: “I like dark, funny, humorous stuff. I read a few books of poems, Staying Alive, a compilation of poems that are really real and raw, and quite explicit, so I use those.”

A personal favourite track is “The Writer” as it sounds quite artsy. It takes me back to Summer 2010, a time in my life where I appeared to have it all, law school, friends and I was dating someone but my Bohemian longings were stirring and little did I know that following Autumn the seeds of Bohemia were being scattered….

“The Writer”

You wait for a silence
I wait for a word
Lying next to your frame
Girl unobserved
You change your position
And you’re changing me
Casting these shadows
Where they shouldn’t beWe’re interrupted
By the heat of the sun
Trying to prevent
What’s already begun
You’re just a body
I can smell your skin
And when I feel it
You’re wearing thinBut I’ve got a plan
Why don’t you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don’t you be the writer?
And decide the words I say?
‘Cause I’d rather pretend
I’ll still be there at the end
Only it’s too hard to ask
Won’t you try to help me?Sat on your sofa
It’s all broken springs
This isn’t the place for
Those violin strings
I try out a smile
And I aim it at you
You must have missed it
You always doBut I’ve got a plan
Why don’t you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don’t you be the writer?
And decide the words I say?
‘Cause I’d rather pretend
I’ll still be there at the end
Only it’s too hard to ask
Won’t you try to help me?

You wait
I wait
Casting shadows
Interrupted

You wait
I wait
Casting shadows
Interrupted

You wait
I wait
Casting shadows
Interrupted

You wait
I wait
Casting shadows

Why don’t you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don’t you be the writer?
And decide the words I say?
‘Cause I’d rather pretend
I’ll still be there at the end
Only it’s too hard to ask
Won’t you try to help me?

Why don’t you be the artist
And make me out of clay?
Why don’t you be the writer?
And decide the words I say?
‘Cause I’d rather pretend
I’ll still be there at the end
Only it’s too hard to ask
Won’t you try to help me?

 

Christmas Playlist

Stacie Orrico “O come all ye faithful”

Eagles “Please come home for Christmas”

Bing Crosby “Silent Night”

Jessica Simspon “Let it Snow”

Britney Spears “My only Wish this Year”

Peggy Lee “Winter Wonderland”

Band Aid “Do they know it’s Christmas time?”

Mariah Carey “All I want for Christmas”

Kylie “Santa Baby”

 

Queen Of Hollywood

Queen of Hollywood

She drove a long way through the night
From an urban neighborhood
She left her mother in a fight
For a dream misunderstood
And her friends they talk on corners
They could never comprehendBut there was always something different
In the way she held a stare
And the pictures that she painted
Were of glamour and of flair
And her boyfriend though he loved her
Knew he couldn’t quite fulfill
He could never meet her there

She’s never gonna be like the one before
She read it in her stars that there’s something more
No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks
She’ll be the Queen of Hollywood

And the cynics they will wonder
What’s the difference with this dream
And the dreams of countless others
All believing in TV
They see their handprints in a sidewalk
Flashing cameras on the scene
And a shining limousineShe’s never gonna be like the one before
She read it in her stars that there’s something more
No matter what it takes, no matter how she breaks
She’ll be the Queen of Hollywood
She’s believing in a dream
(Queen of Hollywood)
It’s a loaded fantasy, yeah, yeah, yeah…

Now her mother collects cut-outs
And the pictures make her smile
But if she saw behind the curtains
It could only make her cry
She’s got hand prints on her body
Sad moonbeams in her eyes
not so innocent a child

She’s never gonna be like the one before
She read it in her stars that there’s something more
No matter what it takes no matter how she breaks
She’ll be the Queen of Hollywood, (Queen of Hollywood)
No she’s never gonna be like the one before
She read it in her stars that there’s something more
No matter what it takes and even though she breaks
She’ll be the Queen of Hollywood
She’s the Queen of Hollywood…
Queen of Hollywood, (Queen of Hollywood) and
Her friends still talk On Corners, (Queen of Hollywood)
Yeah yeah yeah-ie…
She’s the Queen of Hollywood…
Queen of Hollywood…