This story started as a narrower concept, but eventually expanded into something larger. I knew it was a solid idea but I became a lot more excited when I allowed myself more latitude.
Each of these songs is story-based. Because this is me, the musical net is cast wide. Some of the stories are complicated and nuanced. Others are essentially elevated boy-meets-girl.
As I crafted this mixtape, I realized that I’m not really into story-based songs. I have a handful of favorites, but I probably gravitate more to the overall vibe/musicality of songs. …
I’m an independent, deceptively scrappy, and unyieldingly pragmatic woman. Heck, I’ve been that way since I was a little girl. I’m hard-wired this way.
Nonetheless…y’all. I’m tired of perpetually being single. Of doing everything. Of being strong. Of always being self-reliant. Girl power, though well-intentioned, can be over-rated.
As a single chick, it’s out of fashion to admit this: how exhausting life can be with no one by your side.
Recently, I had a taste of being in a relationship and it felt really good. Not perfect. But really, really good.
It’s in purgatory at the moment (at best), so…
Yet another theme that I have managed to overlook. Not to say that it’s always frothy and light here in BMTland.
But today I openly embrace songs referencing murder and death — literally and figuratively. I promise this turned out much better (and less depressing) than I’m making it sound.
Leave it to me to crank out songs about killing just as spring has arrived in the South. I’m a rule breaker, y’all!
The usual BMT trappings are here: iconic bands, loads of live performances, forgotten gems, and a few surprises, too!
This is one of those songs, like…
My best pal and I took a short flight from London to Dublin. Then a train ride from Dublin to Galway. Then a bus. Then the ferry across the sea to Inis Mor, the largest of the three Aran Islands.
A taxi ride. A wave of the hand from the driver with limited instructions: follow the slashes of white paint. You’ll find it.
Across the most verdant fields I’d ever seen. Over crumbling stone fences. We scanned the landscape looking for the next white marker.
Until we found our final destination.
November of 1992. No barricades. No tour guides. Aside…
As if we need further proof that I’m not normal, my latest mixtape is inspired by my adopted home from roughly 1997–2019, Texas.
I had a number of friends (heck, my son happened to be in Austin last week and was lucky to finally make it back to Mississippi) who were impacted by the brutal weather earlier this month. As Texans welcome warmer weather, I’m sending some positive vibes your way.
And music, duh.
The BMT musical dial hasn’t spun this wildly in awhile. I am definitely overdue for something truly ridiculous and this sucker hits the spot.
Don’t fight Cobra Kai in the sand
Wait for the tourney instead
LaRusso and Lawrence on the board
All-Valley spectators keepin’ score
Johnny’s bloody nose
Daniel’s only chance is crane kicking
Don’t spray water on Johnny’s head
While he’s rolling his pot cigarette
Skeletons run out the party door
Daniel’s flagellation leaves him sore
Miyagi saves him from a bad beating
I fight the Cobra Kai Waxing on and off, too I can kick you blind I protect the family jewels Follow Miyagi’s rules Sensie’s lost his mind And I don’t need to sand…
I’m not a lyricist or a singer. I was a terrible guitar player for about 2 seconds in my 20s and a barely competent pianist as a kid. Those aren’t my gifts to share.
But this is. A mixtape for you.
Today’s picks unabashedly celebrate love. These are the classics. I’m chuckling — the classics through my quirky Bonnie lens, that is.
Truthfully, love is just the backdrop. Valentine’s Day and all that.
I knew I wanted a Nat King Cole song to anchor the mixtape but didn’t have any other preconceived notions. I knew the right picks would call…
I started this mixtape back in November or December. Once I landed on my title, I realized I should sit on it till closer to Valentine’s Day. I mean, if I’m going to reference Fifty Shades of Grey, it’s fitting, no?
Let me add that I’ve never read Fifty Shades of Grey nor seen more than a few minutes of any of the films. (I feel like accidentally stumbling upon one of them on E! doesn’t count if you don’t watch beyond 5 minutes.)
I do, however, hold Fifty Shades of Grey semi-responsible for the rapid demise of online dating…
I never know where my inspiration will come from regarding my silly mixtapes. Often it’s something I hear driving in the car or while wasting far too much time on YouTube.
But sometimes actual humans I intersect with serve as the catalyst for sharing music. This is one of those times.
In typical Bonnie fashion, I’ve cast the net wide today. Although each of these singers shares a common thread by having a raspy quality to their singing, I’ve co-mingled genres, styles, and moods.
Lots of BMT faves made the cut today but I’ve got a few surprises in the…
Trinity’s a spandex babe, she’s sent to recruit and entice
All black clothing style, trenchcoats are worth the price
Agent Smith is a threat, there will be a fight; the red pill leads him on a quest
Neo surely does wrestle as he passes the Oracle’s test
His name is Neo and he mindbends across the land
Just like those bullets stopped by his slow-mo hand
When Morpheus finds, he really shows you all he can
Oh Neo, Neo save mankind as preplanned
I’ve seen him at the beach and I’ve seen him with Gary Busey Bank robbing scars, bromancing…
Queen of mixtapes. Lover of music, travel, and fashion. Authentic sharer of life lessons and dating foibles.