- I’m So Happy I Can’t Stop Crying
- We’ll Be Together
- Straight To My Heart
- Walking On the Moon
- I Was Brought To My senses
- Desert Rose
- I Burn for You
- Mad About You
- A Thousand Years
Sting has been making music for about fifty years. He started as a musician in a Jazz band when he was a teenager. Eventually he became a teacher to pay his bills, but he found fame in the Police along with Stewart Copeland and Andy Summers. The Police were at the top of the charts before they disbanded, and he started his solo career. One reason he is unusual is because he plays bass and sings.
I’m So Happy I Can’t Stop Crying is a mix of emotion with a country western feel. I picked it as a favorite, because it’s reminiscent of a time in my life. I like how stars are chosen for each of his family members. My dad gave my mom a bracelet made of stars once. I like the howling Sting in We’ll Be Together. Straight To My Heart starts off with percussion and is upbeat. The words flow together. This is a happy interesting song on my favorite album, Nothing Like the Sun.
Walking On the Moon, “we could walk forever, we could be together,” has a reggae beat. I especially like the way he stretches his vocals and changes tempos. He does that a lot in his songs. Back To My Senses is a ballad. The first two minutes are primarily vocal. Fragile is a special song with a magical quality; “flesh and steel are one”. Fragility breaking into violence, but nothing comes from it.
Desert Rose reminds me of Mad About You. The singing in the background is exotic, mysterious and ethnic. The beginning of Mad About You is melodic, timeless and full of time. What exactly is he mad about? His enemies gone free? Or is it the women of his desires? A Thousand Years has this strange sound rumble in at the start and unusual instrumentals. This is a song about reincarnation and eternal love. The eternity of love he sings about in Mad About You. My favorite lyrics are found here:
I may be numberless, I may be innocent
I may know many things, I may be ignorant
Or I could ride with kings and conquer many lands
Or win this world at cards and let it slip my hands
I could be cannon food, destroyed a thousand times
Reborn as fortune’s child to judge another’s crimes
Or wear this pilgrim’s cloak, or be a common thief
I’ve kept this single faith, I have but one belief
I still love you
I still want you