Comme une pluie de papillons

It seems I have some excess time on my hands today. I'm making use of it by practising my French pronunciation. It’s not like I speak French, I just wish to pronounce the words correctly. To be honest I did study French as a teenager, but the only French I know is: ”Je ne comprends pas. Parlez-vous anglais?”

Anyway, sing along with Michel.



Wight is Wight, Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight, viva Donovan
C'est comme un soleil
Dans le gris du ciel
Wight is Wight, hippie, hippie, hippie
Hippie, hippie - hippie, hippie

Ils sont arrivés dans l'île nue
Sans un bagages et les pieds nus
Comme un cyclone inattendu
Comme une fleur avant la saison
Comme une pluie de papillons
A laquelle on a jamais cru

Wight is Wight, Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight, viva Donovan
C'est comme un soleil
Dans le gris du ciel
Wight is Wight, hippie, hippie, hippie
Hippie, hippie - hippie, hippie

Toi qui a voulu t'emprisonner
As tu le droit de condamner
Celui qui cherche à s'évader
Chacun mène sa vie comme il veut
Tu ne peux plus baisser les yeux
Car aussi vrai que tu es né

Wight is Wight, Dylan is Dylan
Wight is Wight, viva Donovan
C'est comme un soleil
Dans le gris du ciel
Wight is Wight, hippie, hippie, hippie
Hippie, hippie

Wight is Wight, Dylan is Dylan ....

La-la-la-la, la la la la la ....


Wight is Wight by Michel Delpech is a tribute to the Isle of Wight rock festival.
Lyrics from

Song and quote of the day

The only thing to do with good advice is pass it on. It is never any use to oneself.
Oscar Wilde



And yes, the song has nothing to do with the quote...

Mundane List Day - Ten Finnish Videos

I’m declaring Monday as Mundane List day. Yes, I know it’s Sunday today, but most probably I’ll be too busy to post anything on Monday. (Besides Mundane List Monday is a better rime than Mundane List Sunday.)

What else is going on? I’ve been trying to slack off as much as possible - with a success rate of ERRRR. I’ve been quiet on the blog front, I know. Better not to expect regular posts from me anyhow. I’m not a reliable gal.

Today I thought I’d post some music videos, my ten (let’s see if I can go up to ten) favourite music videos from Finnish artists all time. I love music videos. I’ve practically been raised on them.

Time for a disclaimer: These videos don’t represent the best Finnish music. In most cases they don’t portray the best the artist has to offer. Here goes:

Carola Standertskjöld - Chain of Fools (a cover song from 1969)


M.A Numminen - “Wovon man nicht Sprechen kann, darüber muss man schweigen.”


Jimi Tenor - Total Devastation

CMX - Siivekäs

Kitkerät neitsyet - Hei poika! (free translation: The Bitter Virgins - Hey boy!)

Ismo Alanko - Vittu kun vituttaa (“Fuck, I’m fucking pissed off” would be the literal translation of this song title.)


The Crash - Still Alive

Ultra bra - Nainen, joka elää vapaaherran elämää (The woman who lives the life of a baroness)


Nylon Beat - Anna mulle

This video is parody of the Bold and Beautiful, a soap still aired in Finland, that was especially popular during the nineties.


PMMP - Pikkuveli

This is a cover song, original is by Noitalinna huraa. I like both versions, but this video rocks.

Two bonus tracks:


HIM-videos are cool and all, but this song interpreted by Ville Valo and Tommi Viksten is just so beautiful. It’s not an actual music video, but a compilation made by OdeforCruelty666, a HIM-fan I gather. Composition and lyrics by Keijo Tapani Särkijärvi.


Kun minä kotoani läksin

Kun minä kotoani läksin niin pilvet ne varjoili
Ja kaikista katkerimman kohtalon mulle maailma tarjosi
Kylän karkeloissa tulin tyttösen tuntemaan
Enkä minä loistetta sinisistä silmistä unhoita milloinkaan
Eikä mun ikäväni haihdu täällä outojen seurassa
Ennen kuin kukkii se orjan ruusu minun hautani reunalla

When I Left My Home

When I left my home the clouds were gathering (x2)
And the world offered me a destiny most bitter (x2)
At the village dance I got to know a girl (x2)
And I shall never forget her shining blue eyes (x2)
My longing will grow no less here among strangers (x2)
Until the slave rose grows on my grave (x2)
(Translation by Finlandlovers on Youtube)

Did you know Qenya the Elvish language in Tolkien’s Lord of the Rings is based on Finnish?


Imperiet - Märk hur vår skugga, Fredmans epistel N:O 81


Now, Imperiet is a Swedish band. They’re interpreting a song by Bellman about the burial of a loved one. Carl Michael Bellman (1740-1795) was a Swedish poet and composer who (according to the English wikipedia) often wrote about alcohol, sex and death. His work is still very much relevant today.

Vem skall nu flaskan befalla?
Torstig var hon och uttorstig är jag;
vi ä torstiga alla.

Enjoy the Silence

Hi folks!

Sorry for all the quietness. I've been studying like a little rat and this is my first free night for a long time. I'm listening to the Beatles, couple of my friends are coming over and so I wont be posting anything new today either. Instead I'll leave you with a video.