To Show Us All

Turned on the radio to pass the time of day, and all the DJ wanted to play were songs about dying and lying, broken hearts and sadness. He never played a song about the joys of being alive. Just rolled out the carpet of tears to tantalize our ears. Whether it was me or the music he played, but all I could see were the tragedies in my life. The songs were depressing me and in the end, I’d had enough, reaching over I turned the damn thing off. I wanted cheering up, not into a depression fall, so why can’t they play happy songs, not ones with buckets of tears. Is it possible the songwriters look around and sadness is all they see, so they write about it to show us all how miserable we are? 7 April 2008