Song Lyric Sunday: Is the Kitchen the hottest room of the house?

Last week I took part in Jim Adam’s Song Lyric Sunday Challenge, the theme was songs that feature School, College, Education, Class, Degree also suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. 

In My post I gave a rather hectoring lecture concerning the value of education as well as posting two excellent songs that fitted the challenge: Click on the link to see my post for last week:

The Song Lyric Sunday Challenge this week the theme is songs that are about House, Room, Kitchen, Shower, Attic also suggested by Paula of Light Motifs II. 

Click on the link below to see Jim Adam’s post and to take part in the challenge.

I had a think about a topic, things that occur to me are that a house is just a construction that only becomes a dwelling when people move in and turn it into a home. ‘A home is a house where people abide‘ is a fair definition. That may seem obvious but sometimes we overestimate the value of the construction and undervalue the importance of the people within. Here I go again, with wanton disregard to the matter in hand, I descend into a philosophical argument that might encroach on being hectoring in tone… I apologise.

Two songs came to mind.

Firstly a song that was written in 1954 by Stuart Hamblen apparently inspired by a hunting trip when he was out with his friend, the actor John Wayne and they came across a dilapidated shack.

The song has been recorded many times, including by Hamblen himself but the two versions that stand out to me are the one recorded in 1954 by Rosemary Clooney (one of the stars of the film White Christmas and aunt of the actor George Clooney). The second recording is by Shakin’ Stevens and came out in 1981 and was probably the first version I heard.

This ole house once knew his children
This ole house once knew a wife
This ole house was home and comfort
As we fought the storms of life
This old house once rang with laughter
This old house heard many shouts
Now she trembles in the darkness
When the lightnin’ walks about

(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer)
(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more)
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t a-got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no windowpane
Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
She’s a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

This ole house is gettin’ shaky
This ole house is gettin’ old
This ole house lets in the rain
This ole house lets in the cold
On my knees I’m gettin’ chilly
But I feel no fear nor pain
‘Cause I see an angel peekin’
Through the broken windowpane

(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer)
(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more)
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t a-got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no windowpane
Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
She’s a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

This ole house is afraid of thunder
This ole house is afraid of storms
This ole house just groans and trembles
When the night wind flings out its arms
This ole house is gettin’ feeble
This old house is needin’ paint
Just like me it’s tuckered out
But I’m a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer)
(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more)
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no windowpane
Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
She’s a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer)
(Ain’t a-gonna need this house no more)
Ain’t got time to fix the shingles
Ain’t got time to fix the floor
Ain’t got time to oil the hinges
Nor to mend no windowpane
Ain’t a-gonna need this house no longer
She’s a-gettin’ ready to meet the saints

Songwriters: Stuart Hamblen

The other song I thought about was by Buck’s Fizz, If you can’t stand the heat, Stay out of the Kitchen. It was a single by UK pop group Bucks Fizz. It was released in November 1982 and became the group’s fifth top 10 single in the UK. The song was written by Andy Hill and guitarist Ian Bairnson.

If You Can’t Stand the Heat

Don’t tell me lies
When you talk about friends you’ve been doing
It’s no surprise
To discover the tricks you’ve been brewing
When you turn and run away

Take a look at how you’ve give up your fantasy

And if you can’t stand the heat
Keep out of the kitchen
If you can’t stand the cold
Don’t sleep on the floor
If you can’t, if you can’t bear to look
Wonder what you’re missing
If you can’t stand the heat
If you can’t stand the heat


You’re no competition

Can’t stand the heat
Can’t stand the heat

Don’t play it down
When you don’t have the power to hold it
Don’t play the clown
If the joke gets no laugh when you’ve told it
Take a look at how you’ve give up your fantasy
When you turn and run away

And if you can’t stand the heat
Keep out of the kitchen
If you can’t stand the cold
Don’t sleep on the floor
If you can’t stand the heat
Wonder what you’re missing
If you can’t, if you can’t bear to look
You’re no competition
If you can’t stand the heat

Can’t stand the heat
Keep out of the kitchen
If you can’t stand the cold
You’re no competition
If you can’t stand the heat
If you can’t stand the heat

Can’t stand the heat, ah

Source: LyricFind

Songwriters: Ian Bairnson / Andy Hill

I hope you enjoy these songs.

I have also included the following word prompts:

50 Word Thursday #26 – Kin in the Kitchen

Debbie Whittam sets this challenge every Thursday, to write a poem or story in 50 words, or multiples of 50 up to a maximum of 250 words, inspired by a picture and include some particular lines.

https://debbiewhittam.wordpress.com/2018/11/08/50-word-thursday-26/

This is the story I wrote last week (Gosh, I can’t believe a week has gone by already!!!)

https://talesfromthemindofkristian.wordpress.com/2018/11/01/50-word-thursday-25-tantrum-in-the-park/

 

08-11-18

Here are the words:

But then I reflected that nothing could be as bad as the kitchens.

Isobelle Carmody’s Obernewtyn

Kin in the Kitchen

It was that time of year again when the whole family descended on her.

She wasn’t the eldest in the family, there were two brothers and an old Aunt who were all higher in the family pecking order, but they came to her because she had the largest dining table.

The house was already filling up with assorted Cousins, Nephews, Nieces and a load of people who were somehow affiliated with the family. After several years of playing hostess, word had gotten about that she was pretty much the best cook in the family.

This was getting rather out of hand though. There were people in the hall, up the stairs, in the bathroom, almost everywhere, but then I reflected that nothing could be as bad as the kitchens.

Why was it, that whenever her Kin came around they always gathered in the kitchen?

Yet, the dining room was empty.

[150 words]

 

Copyright: Kristian Fogarty 08/November/2018

 

https://wordofthedaychallenge.wordpress.com/2018/11/08/kin/