How the Ogre Does Love Songs

Last updated on: January 2, 2015 at 12:05 pm by Calah Alexander

How the Ogre Does Love Songs 2015-01-02T12:05:29-05:00 Calah Alexander

LOGO Patheos Explore the world's faith through different perspectives on religion and spirituality! Patheos has the views of the prevalent religions and spiritualities of the world.

There is never enough music in our house. Neither the Ogre nor I are musicians, so even though we both really love music, it isn’t part of the essential tapestry of our lives the way stories and poems are. But every once in a while, one of us will realize that we need more music, and we’ll spend a few weeks listening to some old cd’s or familiar Youtube playlists.

When things started to get bad for me a few months ago, the Ogre felt really helpless. He’s never been the type to make me a mixed tape that will more eloquently express his feelings, and we’ve never had a “song” or anything like that. (Actually we have a poem instead, cause we’re geeks.) But one day he heard “The Monster” on the radio, embedded it in an email, and sent it to me.

Music is another language, really. That song worked its way into my mind and helped me hold it together at times when I felt like I was falling apart. I listened to it over and over and over, so the Ogre began searching for more songs.

He’s not a popular radio type of guy. When we do listen to the radio, it’s almost always classic rock (him) or 80’s metal (me). But for the last few months, he’s suffered through endless repetitions of “Wrecking Ball” and “Dark Horse” to separate the wheat from the chaff for me.

Almost every day, I got a new email with a new song and a quick note about why he sent it. It meant so much to me, and was yet another example of how unbelievably amazing my husband is, so I thought I’d share some of the songs with y’all.

(language and content warning on this one-do not watch it with kids around!)

(here’s the clean version if you’d prefer it, no video on the screen, just lyrics)

(content warning on this one too-jeez, Pink!)

This one is far and away my favorite…I love it so much

My husband…he gets me. He speaks my language, and when he doesn’t, he figures out a new one we can speak together. I’ll never be able to express what he’s been for me, but last week I took a page out of his playbook and sent him an song via email.

I’m not saying pop music is better than Yeats or anything, but man…it makes you feel a lot better, a lot quicker.

Uncategorized

music

the Ogre

Previous Post

May 3, 2014

Thank God for Babel, and Joss Whedon

Next Post

May 5, 2014 Happy Birthday Patheos!

Browse Our Archives

Select a Category Uncategorized

Select a Month September 2016 August 2016 July 2016 June 2016 April 2016 March 2016 January 2016 December 2015 November 2015 October 2015 September 2015 August 2015 July 2015 June 2015 May 2015 April 2015 March 2015 February 2015 January 2015 December 2014 November 2014 October 2014 September 2014 August 2014 July 2014 June 2014 May 2014 April 2014 March 2014 February 2014 January 2014 December 2013 November 2013 October 2013 September 2013 August 2013 July 2013 June 2013 May 2013 April 2013 March 2013 February 2013 January 2013 December 2012 November 2012 October 2012 September 2012 August 2012 July 2012 June 2012 May 2012 April 2012 March 2012 February 2012 January 2012 December 2011 November 2011 October 2011 September 2011 August 2011 July 2011 June 2011 May 2011 April 2011 March 2011 February 2011 January 2011 December 2010 November 2010 October 2010 September 2010 August 2010 July 2010

TAKE THE

Religious Wisdom Quiz