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pyromaniac9 · 3 months
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Happy 62 birthday Jon bon Jovi my favorite ❤️❣️💘💔
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Happy birthday Jon Bon Jovi 💖
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Okay, buckle up guys, this is gonna be a long one…
So, a bit of a story time to start with. I went to like the last and only Birmingham UK Creation Con when it was over. I managed to get autographs with Jared and Jensen, and I was having a great time and living my best SPN life.
It came time to line up for the autos and I went to Jared’s line first. When I got to the front, much to my delight he was playing Bon Jovi as his signing music. I have been a major fan of Bon Jovi since Crush came out back in 2000, and Jared is my favourite so I just said “I love your music, dude,” he smiled, thanked me, signed my shit and I left happy.
Until I got to the front of Jensen’s line. Now one thing you need to know about me is that I am a total dork. I can’t speak to famous people and it is one of the main reasons I never want to meet any of my favourites in real life. Jared was clearly an anomaly. So I got to Jensen, and he was playing something almost techno. It wasn’t good, but I’m not a techno girl so the only thing that came out of my mouth was:
“His music’s better than yours.”
My brain is screaming at me, threatening me with imploding just to get out of the situation my stupid mouth had put me in. And Jensen just looked at me.
“What’s he playing?” he asks me. I’m beet red at this point. I’m surprised anything came out of my mouth to be absolutely honest with you.
“Bon Jovi,” I almost whispered, the words fighting past my brain who had apparently decided that I wasn’t allowed to speak properly for the rest of the weekend.
“Still?” He asks, and all I do is nod. And then he looks at his assistant and goes: “Put some Zeppelin on or something will ya, cos that’s the second person who’s told me that,” and then he smiled and I escaped.
So with all that being said, It was Jon Bon Jovi’s 61st birthday last week. And as well as this story living in my head rent free at all times and playing back on a continual loop, I also started to think about how Bon Jovi was a bit of a ‘guilty pleasure’ band when it came to Supernatural. From Dean making fun of Sam for checking in under the name Sambora (the original lead guitarist from Bon Jovi), to them singing Wanted in season 3…they were never seen as seriously as bands like AC/DC, Kansas and the like.
However, I made up a playlist of my favourite Bon Jovi songs the other day so I could relive my teenage years, and as I was listening to it, it was jarring to realise how many of the songs had lyrics which really spoke to the characters of Dean, Sam and Cas. It’s weird, but as I was listening to the songs all I could see was where they might slip into the storyline. It might be the fan fic writer in me (who am I kidding, it definitely is), but it’s all I could think of and now I want to share it all here. So we’ve got the name of the song, who I think it relates to, the album and a clip of lyrics that I think prove my point…enjoy!
1 – Runaway (Bon Jovi, 1984)
“All your life all you asked when your daddy gonna talk to you, but we’re living in another world, tryin’ to get your message through. No one heard a single word you said. They should have seen it in your eyes, what was going around your head…”
Well this is clearly pre-season 1 Sam. I see it as him trying to get it through to John about how he wanted something different from his life.
2 – You Give Love a Bad Name (Slippery When Wet, 1986)
“An angel’s smile is what you sell, you promise me heaven then put me through hell. Chains of love, got a hold on me, when passion’s a prison you can’t break free…”
I see this as a young Dean. Womanising, young, just sleeping through the lower 48…loving and leaving them really. A bit of an edge and dangerous with it too…you know exactly the person he changes from as Supernatural continues on
3 – I’d Die For You (Slippery When Wet, 1986)
“If you could see inside my heart, then you would understand, I’d never mean to hurt you, baby, I’m not that kind of man. I might not say I’m sorry, yeah I might talk tough sometimes, and I might forget the little things or keep you hangin’ on the line…”
So I would definitely say this was pretty much Dean’s personal anthem for Sam. I don’t think much more explanation is needed but this is literally Dean’s mantra when it comes to his baby brother. It shows that he is flawed but everything he is doing he does it for Sam. It may be a love song originally but the words really do ring true with brotherly love too.
4 – Bad Medicine (New Jersey, 1988)
“I ain’t got a fever, I got a permanent disease, it’ll take more than a doctor to prescribe a remedy, I got lots of money but it isn’t what I need, gonna take more than a shot to get this poison out of me. And I got all the symptoms, count em, one, two, three…”
Well if this isn’t just how Ruby got Sam hooked on Demon Blood?
5 – Born to be my Baby (New Jersey, 1988)
“Light a candle, blow the world away, table for two on a TV tray. It ain’t fancy baby, but that’s okay, our time, our way. So hold me close better hang on tight, buckle up baby it’s a bumpy ride, we’re two kids hitching down the road of life, our world, our fight…”
So I see this as a young Dean not knowing any nursery rhymes and singing this to Sam to get him to sleep when they were alone and John was out hunting…
6 – Keep the Faith (Keep the Faith, 1992)
“Father, father, please believe me, I am laying down my guns. I am broken like an arrow, forgive me, forgive your Wayward Son…”
Well taking the obvious quote out of the way…this is for Dean. About Dean.
7 – Hey God (These Days, 1995)
“Hey God, tell me what the hell is going on. It seems like all the good shit’s gone, It keeps on getting harder hangin’ on, but hey, hey, hey, hey God. There’s nights you know I wanna scream, these days you’re even harder to believe, I know how busy you must be, but hey, hey, hey, hey God, do you even think about me?”
So I’m seeing this as Season 4 and 5 Dean and even Cas a bit later on, when he starts to question Chuck’s plan. When they all think that Chuck is good and have no idea what his plan actually is for them all…
8 – These Days (These Days, 1995)
“I was walking around, just a face in the crowd, tryin’ to keep myself out of the rain. Saw a vagabond king with a Styrofoam crown wonder if I might end up the same. There’s a man out on the corner, singing old songs about change, everybody’s got their cross to bear these days…”
I have Castiel in my head, just been made newly human and been thrown out of the Bunker and abandoned by Dean and trying to get through his new life.
9 – It’s My Life (Crush 2000)
“It’s my life, it’s now or never, but I ain’t gonna live forever, I just want to live while I’m alive. My heart it’s like an open highway, like Frankie said ‘I did it my way’, I just wanna live while I’m alive…”
Is this Sam and Dean when they realise they are Michael and Lucifer’s vessels?
10 – Undivided (Bounce, 2002)
“I found spirit, they couldn’t ruin it, I found courage in the smoke and dust, I found faith in the sounds of silence, deep down it’s ringing out in each of us,”
Pretty much the entire undercurrent of the second half of the series. The way in which Cas and the Winchesters fight back each time against fate and what has been written for them.
11 – Everyday (Bounce, 2002)
“I used to be the kind of guy, who never let you look inside, I’d smile when I was crying, I had nothing but a life to lose, thought I had a lot to prove, in my life there’s no denying…”
This is exactly how Dean was in the beginning before his character growth. He had to be the strong fighter and not show any weakness at all (‘no chick flick moments’)
12 – Bounce (Bounce, 2002)
“Bounce, bounce, nothing’s gonna keep me down, bounce, bounce, stand up shout it out, bounce bounce, I play hard I play to win, count me out, count me in, I’ll be coming back again…”
This is Sam, Dean and Cas. Dead and out so many times but they always find a way to come back. And that’s why we love them
13 – Always (Crossroads, 1994)
“And I, will love you, baby, Always, and I’ll be there forever and a day, always. I’ll be there til the stars don’t shine, til the heavens burst and the words don’t rhyme, and I know, when I die, you’ll be on my mind and I’ll love you always…”
Well unlucky number thirteen and my last choice is for everyone’s favourite angel, Castiel. I don’t think I need to explain this one??
Anyway, here’s the link for the playlist with all of these on them and a few more that I love so have a listen if you’ve gotten this far and let me know what you think:
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dave-mustaines-husband · 11 months
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SPECIAL BIRTHDAY APPRECIATION POST: RICHIE SAMBORA!! HAPPY 64TH BIRTHDAY RICHIE!!
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I LOVE HIMMMM<3
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socaljovifanblog · 3 months
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Happy birthday, Phil!
Happy birthday to Phil X! The current lead guitarist of Bon Jovi!
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thejovimysterytrain · 3 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JBJ 🤘🍻🤘
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Happy Birthday Jon!! 🎉🎉
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missingyoujon · 1 year
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Happy 61st Birthday, Jon Bon Jovi
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Bon Jovi sings Happy Birthday to Paul McCartney with 50,000 New Jersey fans!
June 16, 2022
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jeevathbk · 1 year
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Happy Birthday to the legend himself... Jon Bon Jovi 🔥😎
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singeratlarge · 3 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY to Desi Arnaz, Benedict of Nursia, Moe Berg, Ed Bournemann, Dale Bozzio, Larry Carlton, Karen Carpenter, John Cowsill, Daniel Craig, John Cullum, Eddie “Lockjaw” Davis, Maxwell Street, Jimmy Davis, Becky G, Rory Gallagher, John Gardner, Mikhail Gorbachev, Laird Hamilton, Sam Houston, Bryce Dallas Howard, John Irving, Jennifer Jones, Léon Jongen, Jon Bon Jovi, Orrin Keepnews, the 1933 film KING KONG, Papa Lightfoot, BarBara Luna, Madonna’s 1989 single “Like a Prayer,” Chris Martin, Gates McFadden, drummer-producer Tony Meehan (The Shadows), Method Man, Wolfgang Muthspiel, Lauraine Newman, Jay Osmond, Ethan Peck, Elvis Presley’s 1956 single “Lawdy Miss Clawdy,” Luke Pritchard (The Kooks), Dottie Rambo, Red Saunders, Dennis Seaton (Musical Youth), Shostakovich’s 14th Symphony (1969), Bedřich Smetana, the 1995 musical SMOKY JOE’S CAFÉ, Ludovico Spontoni, the 1965 film SOUND OF MUSIC, composer-trumpeter Derek Watkins (James Bond films), Kurt Weill, Tom Wolfe, "Théo" Ysaÿe, and the creative provocateur, poet, and singer-songwriter Lou Reed. He was the principal songwriter for The Velvet Underground and his solo career spanned 5 decades. 
Velvet Underground were not commercially successful but are now regarded as one of the most influential bands in the history of rock. Brian Eno said that everyone who heard the first VU album wanted to start a band. Reed had a deadpan voice that, for me, required forgiveness as singers go (though he did step up on occasion, particularly when he sung with The Blind Boys on THE RAVEN album). Eventually I connected with his noir fiction, transgressive “eyewitness reporting” lyrics and songcraft. He neither approved or disapproved of the subjects he sang about and, in the end, he just wanted to write catchy rock’n’roll. Over the years I’ve performed at least 6 Reed/VU songs—recording 2: “What Goes On” and “Sunday Morning,” on which I was joined by members of The Badlees (who did a splendid job in one afternoon). Reed himself commended our cover and promoted it on his website in the mid-90s. HB and RIP Lou.
#loureed #velvetunderground #sundaymorning #singersongwriter #bretalexander #thebadlees #blindboysofalabama #raven #edgarallenpoe #noirfiction #poet #guitarist #eyewitnessreport #johnnyjblair #singeratlarge #birthday
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adriheavymetal · 3 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JON BON JOVI
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egipci · 1 year
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Now Sidney Prescott, honest-to-God one of the hottest girls Dean has ever seen, is making out with Billy, and they’re about to have sex. Embarrassment flashes red-hot in Dean’s stomach, despite the fact that at fifteen he and his dad are best friends, and anyway Dad is slumped heavy against his shoulder, snoring quietly like an old man with a bowl of popcorn in his lap. Dean picks out the barely-popped kernels and leaves the burned ones behind, even though they’re his favorite, because they’re Dad’s favorite. These days he's taken to falling asleep on the couch in front of the TV and Dean lets him, wakes him up only after the credits roll and makes fun of him only then and then again in the morning.
“Sex equals death,” Randy says, and next to Dean Dad laughs softly, his chest shaking. Dean turns to look at him, lit up in the TV glow, and finds his eyes closed. Dad laughs again, which makes Dean smile, but then his face falls. His eyebrows draw together in a serious-looking way and he says something Dean can’t decipher. His eyes flit back and forth under his eyelids. Dean hits pause on the remote and watches him, how his mouth moves in the dark.
"Dad,” he says, very quietly as not to startle him. Dad has had terrible nightmares since forever. Not all the time, but Dean knows the bad ones are really bad. “Dad,” he says again, reaching out his hand to touch Dad’s arm, except now Dad’s laughing again, his teeth flashing, so happy-seeming that Dean is left uncertain with his hand hovering in the air. He tugs the bowl out of Dad’s hands and takes it into his lap, and Dad wakes then, gasping. “Sorry.”
“It’s okay.” Dad puts both hands to his face and rubs the heels into his eyes.
“Weird dream?”
“Good dream,” Dad sniffles. His eyelashes are dark. He was crying, Dean realizes, and the shock of his crying, that even in his good dreams he’s crying, pricks behind Dean’s eyes, makes him feel terribly young, heartsore and helpless. “Sorry. Keep playing. Did Sidney die yet?”
“Stop, dude,” Dean says. “I’ve watched this one before.” Dad yawns and straightens up, shifts his weight so he’s leaning on the armrest.
“What were you dreaming about?”
“My dad,” Dad says. He’s looking ahead, the corner of his mouth quirked up.
“And?”
Dad shakes his head without turning. “And nothing. We were arguing about something.”
Dean hits play. His dad is a pretty good dad, though he’s not super sure how he’d know anyway, since he’s only really had the one. He listens to Dean’s shitty problems and picks up when Dean calls or else always calls back within two-three minutes. He’s always around for weekends and holidays and birthdays and Dean’s baseball games. But he doesn’t talk about his before-life. Dean has always had the sense that his dad was involved in some serious shit, like criminal shit, or maybe spy shit, and that he’s reformed now and maybe in witness protection, but that one day, out of nowhere, someone will call him to say his dad got fucked up by some fucked-up people. But then again, Dad could still be involved in that serious shit, or he could be an undercover agent or something, since he’s pretty in-shape for his age and he never gets laid. All Dean knows is that there’s a locked box at the bottom of Dad’s closet — which he has tried and failed to open — and this picture worn-thin in his wallet. Dad would have probably tried to hide that too, except Dean had caught him looking at it for too long too many times before, his thumb stroking it through the little plastic window: his uncle Dean and his dad as kids, his grandpa holding Dad in his lap, the three of them sitting on the hood of the car, which, as it turns out, was once registered to a Jon Bon Jovi.
“It wasn’t like, a memory," Dad says. His eyes are closed and he's smiling. "I was just thinking about him. About how I’m older than him now. He would’ve liked you. You’re a good kid. He liked spunk. I didn’t know that, but he did. We used to argue all the time. It wasn’t my fault, but it wasn’t his fault either. We were both angry all the time and sometimes it seemed like he was angry at me too. He wasn’t actually angry at me. But I was angry at him. Or I thought I was angry at him. Mostly I was angry at everything else and I took it out on him. I think he was afraid of letting me in because he was afraid I was going to die. Like he was scared if he loved me too much something terrible would happen to me. Terrible things kept happening to the people he loved. I thought he didn't like me, but he was just trying to protect himself. And trying to protect me. I thought I hated him because no one told me shit and we went all over. I told you. We went everywhere, in the car. And he would weave in and out of traffic and play music and he let us sing sometimes, when he was in a good mood. When he wanted us to have fun. When he wanted us to have fun he was the coolest fucking dad. But sometimes, your uncle and me, he would leave us in these shitty motels, and we used to play games guessing what he was doing out there. We imagined he was fighting monsters and winning. We missed him so much we used to put on his clothes and sleep in his bed. We started calling each other dude and son of a bitch because that's what he sounded like. We loved him so much we didn’t know what else to do. All we could do was wait by the phone for him to call. As soon as he got through the door we'd be at each other's throats, but when he was gone I was always waiting for him.”
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socaljovifanblog · 3 months
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Happy birthday, Jon!
Happy birthday to the front man of BJ and my favorite rockstar, JBJ!
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thejovimysterytrain · 3 months
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY JBJ 🤘🥳🤘
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