GeddysMullet Posted February 20, 2014 Share Posted February 20, 2014 (edited) Today I was listening to an album by a not very productive and unevenly brilliant Toronto band from the 90s called The Lowest Of The Low. They wrote songs about drinking, failed relationships and Socialist angst. I was thinking how much I always enjoyed the playful, clever style of their lyrics, and I felt like sharing some of the particularly pleasing passages, so here they are: From "Bleed A Little While Tonight": Well, I don't know much about youNot more than a smile or two can sayAnd everything I've learned about youI've learned through the pit of my stomach anyway From "Rosy and Grey": Well, I've kissed you in France and I've kissed you in SpainAnd I've kissed you in places I'd better not nameAnd I've seen the sun go down on Sacre CoeurBut I like it much better going down on youAh you know it's true From "Kinda The Lonely One" Met an old friend yesterdayHe's gone to VancouverHe just left his wife and kidsWhat a sly manoeuvre From "Gossip Talkin' Blues": She's the reigning queen of "how ya been?"She's got the gossip talkin' bluesShe'll photocopy her friends' lives and pass one on to youAnd how do you think that I found out that Henry needs new shoes?But I'm convinced that she could find something better to do I don't know what I was thinking or what was on my mindI must've been preoccupied, or wiping my behindAnd she never ceases to blow me away with the secrets that she findsBut I'm convinced that she could do something better with her timeI don't give a damn Well, he's the reigning king of "the latest thing"And he'll document your lifeTo everybody and their mother and even the neighbour's wifeAnd when the story gets back to you it's fiction with a knifeAnd the subjects' names have not been changed to protect the subjects' life Well I don't know what he was thinking or what was on his mindObviously not a lot or he'd have taken more timeAnd now I'll have to kill him in some way that ain't sublimeYeah, one less gossip in the world, sure that'd suit me fine Damn you, damn you, damn you all to hellDead men never tell Well you can't believe what they tell you when you're youngAnd you can't believe what they tell you when you're oldAnd you can't believe what they say about you when you're goneNot much of a conversation left to hold But Sunday morning in the church they'll catch up on the newsThere's a murmur in the flock, but there's a reason they're called pews'Cause something smells kinda' fishy with the local holy planAnd I can only thank the Lord that I don't give a damn What are some of your non-Rush favourite lyrics? Please post them here. Kindly remember to specify the song and the artist! Edited February 20, 2014 by GeddysMullet Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
By Tor Posted February 23, 2014 Share Posted February 23, 2014 I have so many . But this one has always been a fav The Light That Lighted The World - George Harrison Ive heard how some people, have saidThat Ive changedThat Im not what I wasHow it really is a shameThe thoughts in their heads,Manifest on their browLike bad scars from I'll feelingsThey themselves arouseSo hateful of anyone that is happyOr freeThey live all their lives,Without looking to seeThe light that has lighted the world Its funny how people, just wontAccept changeAs if nature itself - theyd preferRe-arrangedSo hard to move onWhen you're down in a holeWhere there's so little chance,To experience soul Im greatful to anyone,That is happy or freeFor giving me hopeWhile Im looking to see The light that has lighted the world 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GeddysMullet Posted February 23, 2014 Author Share Posted February 23, 2014 A nearly perfect song musically and lyrically, The Mayor Of Simpleton by XTC Never been near a university, Never took a paper or a learned degree, And some of your friends think that's stupid of me, But it's nothing that I care about. Well I don't know how to tell the weight of the sun, And of mathematics well I want none, And I may be the Mayor of Simpleton, But I know one thing, And that's I love you. When their logic grows cold and all thinking gets done, You'll be warm in the arms of the Mayor of Simpleton. I can't have been there when brains were handed round (please be upstanding for the Mayor of Simpleton), Or get past the cover of your books profound, (please be upstanding for the Mayor of Simpleton), And some of your friends thinks it's really unsound, That you're ever seen talking to me. Well I don't know how to write a big hit song, And all crossword puzzles well I just shun, And I may be the Mayor of Simpleton, But I know one thing, And that's I love you. I'm not proud of the fact that I never learned much, Just feel I should say, What you get is all real, I can't put on an act, It takes brains to do that anyway. (And anyway...) And I can't unravel riddles, problems and puns, How the home computer has me on the run, And I may be the Mayor of Simpleton, But I know one thing, And that's I love you (I love you). If depth of feeling is a currency, (please be upstanding for the Mayor of Simpleton), Then I'm the man who grew the money tree, (no Chain of Office and no hope of getting one). Some of your friends are too brainy to see, That they're paupers and that's how they'll stay. Well I don't know how many pounds make up a ton, Of all the Nobel prizes that I've never won, And I may be the Mayor of Simpleton, But I know one thing, And that's I love you. When all logic grows cold and all thinking gets done, You'll be warm in the arms of the Mayor of Simpleton. You'll be warm in the arms of the Mayor of Simpleton. You'll be warm in the arms of the Mayor. (Please be upstanding for the Mayor of Simpleton.) 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyclonus X-1 Posted February 24, 2014 Share Posted February 24, 2014 Snippets of material by Ian Anderson... "Minstrel In The Gallery" The minstrel in the gallery looked down upon thesmiling faces.He brewed a song of love and hatred --- obliquesuggestions --- and he waited.He polarized the pumpkin-eaters --- static-hummingpanel-beaters --- freshly day-glow'd factory cheatersSunday paper backgammon players --- family-scarredand women-haters.Then he called the band down to the stage and helooked at all the friends he'd made. The minstrel in the gallery looked down on therabbit-run.And threw away his looking-glass - saw his face ineveryone. "One White Duck" There's a haze on the skyline, to wish me on my way.And there's a note on the telephone --- some roses on atray.I'll catch a ride on your violin --- strung upon your bow.And I'll float on your melody --- sing your chorus softand low.There's a picture-view postcard to say that I called.You can see from the fireplace, one white duckon your wall. "Fire At Midnight" I believe in fires at midnight ---when the dogs have all been fed.A golden toddy on the mantle ---a broken gun beneath the bed.Silken mist outside the window.Frogs and newts slip in the dark ---too much hurry ruins the body.I'll sit easy ... fan the sparkkindled by the dying embers of another working day.Go upstairs ... take off your makeup ---fold your clothes neatly away.Me, I'll sit and write this love songas I all too seldom do ---build a little fire this midnight.It's good to be back home with you. "Acres Wild" I'll make love to youin all good placesunder black mountainsin open spaces.By deep brown riversthat slither darklythrough far marcheswhere the blue hare races. Come with me to the weary town ---discos silent under tilesthat slide from roof-tops, scatter softlyon concrete marches of acres wild. Come with me to the Winged Isle ---northern father's western child.Where the dance of ages is playing stillthrough far marches of acres wild. "No Lullaby" Keep your eyes open and prick up your ears ---rehearse your loudest cry.There's folk out there who would do you harmso I'll sing you no lullaby. So come out fighting with your rattle in hand.Thrust and parry. Lighta match to catch the devil's eye. Bringa cross of fire to the fight.And let no sleep bring false relieffrom the tension of the fray.Come wake the dead with the scream of life.Do battle with ghosts at play. It's as well we tell no lieto chase the face that cries.And little birds can't flyso keep an open eye.It's as well we tell no lieso I'll sing you no lullaby. "A Time For Everything" Once it seemed there would always bea time for everything.Ages passed I knew at lastmy life had never been.I'd been missing what time could bring. Fifty years and I'm filled with tears and joysI never cried.Burn the wagon and chain the mule.The past is all denied.There's no time for everything.No time for everything. "A Gift Of Roses" I count the hours... you count the days.Together, we count the minutes in this Passion Play.Walk dusty miles. And I ride that trainon a first class ticket, just to be with you again. Picking up tired feet. Back from a far horizon.Cleaned up and brushed down. Dressed to look the part.Fresh from God's garden, I bring a gift of roses...To stand in sweet spring water and press them to your heart. 2 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr. Not Posted February 25, 2014 Share Posted February 25, 2014 A lot of the lyrics I enjoy aren't quite as meaningful without the delivry the music gives it. Coheed and Cambria's "Mother Superior"http://coheed.wikia.com/wiki/Mother_Superior ^ That song included. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lorraine Posted February 25, 2014 Share Posted February 25, 2014 From a few Moodies' songs: You Can Never Go HomeI don't know what I'm searching forI never have opened the doorTomorrow might find me at lastTurning my back on the pastBut time will tellOf stars that fellA million years ago Memories can never take you backHome, sweet homeYou can never go home anymore And The Tide Rushes InI've been searching for my dreamA hundred times todayI build them up, you knock them downLike they were made of clay New Horizons Well I've had dreams enough for oneAnd I've got love enough for threeI have my hopes to comfort meI got my new horizons out to sea But I'm never gonna lose your precious giftIt will always be that way'Cause I know I'm going to findMy own peace of mindSomeday... Where is this place that we have foundNobody knows where we are boundI long to hear, I need to see'Cause I've shed tears too many for me But I'm never gonna lose your precious giftIt will always be that way'Cause I know I'm going to find my peace of mindSomeday... On the wind soaring freeSpread your wingsI'm beginning to seeOut of mind far from viewBeyond the reach of the nightmare come true 3 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GeddysMullet Posted February 25, 2014 Author Share Posted February 25, 2014 A lot of the lyrics I enjoy aren't quite as meaningful without the delivry the music gives it. Coheed and Cambria's "Mother Superior"http://coheed.wikia....Mother_Superior ^ That song included. Yes, this is true. I've noticed it myself. Stripped of the context of the music, a lot of rock'n'roll lyrics really aren't that interesting by themselves. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
drbirdsong Posted March 2, 2014 Share Posted March 2, 2014 I remember being in High School English class when we had to bring in a poem and present it to the class. When the teacher said we could use song lyrics three or four guys chose Rush songs. A big argument got started over Red Barchetta of all things. Without the drama of the music the teacher thought the narrator of the song was just out having fun and racing with his friends. The music often sells the lyrics. And then again you also get something like this sometimes:Big Macs for the fat, lo-cal wraps for the call centre battery hens, Japanese snacks for the choice-spoilt citizens, caviar kickbacks for the citadel denizens. Airport shoeshines servicing the suits among the little silver stereos and hand-rolled cheroots, First class passengers file on last after the scum are packed in with their tax-free loot. Checkout calamity, you're cheated out of loyalty points, ten more years at this joint you'd be home & dry, Beggars beat round the cash machines but you just slip between them with the usual lie. Terrible tales of kidnapped kids keep you focused on the family and filling up the fridge, Neighbourhood watchers shop dole dodgers, stick their semis on the market & start racking up the bids. Should you stand and fight, should you die for what you think is right So your useless contribution will be remembered? If you're asking me I say no, surrender. Constant growth the cancerous cure, a swarming race of profiteers ensure Cheap cars for the rich, cheap lives for the poor, cheap weeks in the sun, free drinks at the door. Puerile propaganda plugs up the TV, keep folk following the money so they'll never be free Keep them swallowing the swill, the celebrities, the paedophiles, the immigrants invading from the camp over the hill. War talk, the big debate, footsoldiers in the capitol liberating new kinds of hate Cum-shots of human dots caught in the spotlight's glare; he dies who dares. Fatuous fast-trackers sneering at the shelf-stackers, little Middle-Englanders can't stand the backpackers, Fortress Freedom, come on in, take your chances-you might win. Should you stand and fight, should you die for what you think is right So your useless contribution will be remembered? If you're asking me I say no, surrender. Sunset beaches security patrolled, keep out the undesirables who don't accept the code Equal opportunity to live in total poverty, execute the ignorant incarcerate the slow Car caressing managers choking up the avenues, brain dead patriots standing in salute Paperwork raining again and again so that billionaires can claim there's an enemy to shoot Pill pushers, doorsteppers, personal goal shoppers, lifestyle trendsetters, meditating mindbenders, Hare-brained share sellers pumping out stocks til you're choking on a chain-letter avalanche of dross. God squads trawling through every country tracking down fools who are bullshit hungry Blinded by divinity followers fall into the man-traps set along the Wailing Wall. Athletes compete in grand charades while tanks flatten streets and a nation laughs, Visa holders gape at the changing guards while creeps bribe bums to take their photographs. Film fans flock to the latest schlock, blockbusters block out even the vaguest thought Bankrupt schools grind out fool after fool then feed them to a system where idiots rule. Polling booths, phone votes, bogus questionnaires, you get a say as if anybody cares Joe Public doesn't want to play so liquidate his life as he looks the other way. Don't get sick, don't get wise or they'll gut you with a *justice* where everything is lies March down Main Street, complain if you want but it's twenty years straight for the losers at the front. If you're asking me I say no, surrenderJustin Currie - No, Surrender 2008 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RushBoingo Posted March 2, 2014 Share Posted March 2, 2014 This one has always been a favorite Hey Mr. DJ I thought You Said We Had A Deal-They Might Be GiantsI could never sleep my way to the top, cause my alarm clock always wakes me back up. and Icky-They Might Be GiantsYou've got a nice pair of slacks, which he takes, but, will only return one of them.(later in the song)Here this is yours, I'm done with it I brought it back.Don't know anything about some other slack.I only borrowed one slack. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rutlefan Posted March 3, 2014 Share Posted March 3, 2014 (edited) Boy, so many. For an entire song I've always really loved "Wish You Were Here", Leonard Cohen's "Suzanne" and "Sisters of Mercy", Alex Chilton's "Take Care", and "Kashmir". For a particular verse the two that jump immediately to mind includes another from Led Zeppelin: "Mine's a tale that can't be told, my freedom I hold dear. How years ago in days of old, when magic filled the air." Going more obscure, I love this from "Night Friends" by The Church: Watching, we've been watching from a second in our centuryAs the minutes gain momentum like a bird, manWaiting, we've been waitingFor other worlds to sink up to our own Reaching, we've been reaching through the nonexistent surfaceThat separates our doubles from the soul, manTrying, we've been tryingTo make contact with nothing, so alone Loving, we've been loving but sometimes hate is betterYou can't keep out the killers with love, manHating, we've been hatingBut only love can heal up the hateAlright Since most probably haven't heard this song, these lyrics start at 5:12. Steve Kilbey channels some pretty weird, but pretty cool, stuff. Edited March 3, 2014 by Rutlefan Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rutlefan Posted March 3, 2014 Share Posted March 3, 2014 (edited) Oh man, I can't overlook this, my favorite song for about two years, from an album that could have made my "life changing" list. I cried myself to sleep last nightAnd the ghost of CarlHe approached my windowI was hypnotizedI was asked to improviseOn the attitude, the regretOf a thousand centuries of death Even with the heart of terror and the superstitious wearerI am riding all alone, I am writing all aloneEven in my best condition, counting all the superstitionI am riding all alone, I am running all alone And we laughed the beatitudes of a thousand linesFor the earth, and the attitudes, they reminded us of death Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquatedAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart?Even in his heart, the Devil has to know the water levelAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart? And I cried myself to sleep last nightFor the Earth, and materials, they may sound just right to me Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquatedAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart?Even in his heart, the Devil has to know the water levelAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart? The lyrics start at 4:13 (part 3 of a 3-part song). The excellent prog-ish middle section, starting at 2:58, might be worth checking out for fans of '70s keyboards. Edited March 3, 2014 by Rutlefan Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
custom55 Posted March 3, 2014 Share Posted March 3, 2014 Genesis: I Know What I like When the sun beats down and i lie on the bench,I can always hear them talk.Me, i'm just a lawnmower - you can tell me by the way i walk. YES: Siberian Khatru Bluetail, tailfly,Luther, in time,Suntower, asking,Cover, lover,June cast, moon fast,As one changes,Heart gold, leaver,Soul mark, mover,Christian, changer,Called out, saviour,Moon gate, climber,Turn round, glider. Aerosmith: Combination Walking on Gucci, wearin' Yves Saint LaurentBarely stay on, 'cause I'm so God damn gaunt Rolling Stones: Little T&A The scars healingBut the dealers squealingThe pool's in but the patio ain't dry Van Halen: Unchained Thought you'd never miss me'Til I got a Fat City addressNon-stop talker, what a rocker!Blue eyed murder in a size 5 dress Led Zeppelin: The Song Remains the Same Sing out Hare Hare, dance the Hoochie Koo.City lights are oh so bright, as we go sliding... sliding... sliding through. Pink Floyd: One of These Days / Careful with that Axe Eugene One of these days I'm going to cut you into little pieces / Careful with that axe Eugene The Who: Bargain I sit looking 'roundI look at my face in the mirrorI know I'm worth nothing without youAnd like one and one don't make twoOne and one make oneAnd I'm looking for that free ride to meI'm looking for you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sitboaf Posted March 4, 2014 Share Posted March 4, 2014 Some brimstone baritone anti-cyclone rolling stone preacher from the East He says, "Dethrone the dictaphone, hit it in its funny bone, that's where they expect it least" And some new-mown chaperone was standin' in the corner all alone, watchin' the young girls dance And some fresh-sown moonstone was messin' with his frozen zone to remind him of the feeling of romance Yeah, he was blinded by the light Cut loose like a deuce, another runner in the night Blinded by the light He got down but he never got tight, but he's gonna make it tonight Some silicone sister with her manager's mister told me I got what it takes She said, "I'll turn you on, sonny, to something strong if you play that song with the funky break" And Go-Cart Mozart was checkin' out the weather chart to see if it was safe to go outside And little Early-Pearly came by in her curly-wurly and asked me if I needed a ride Oh, some hazard from Harvard was skunked on beer, playin' backyard bombardier Yes, and Scotland Yard was trying hard, they sent some dude with a calling card, he said, "Do what you like, but don't do it here" Well, I jumped up, turned around, spit in the air, fell on the ground and asked him which was the way back home He said, "Take a right at the light, keep goin' straight until night, and then, boy, you're on your own" Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
sitboaf Posted March 4, 2014 Share Posted March 4, 2014 Narp might like this one (Katherine of Oregon) from Al Stewart: I'll wear my clothes with their colors all clashingThey'll be so old that they'll come back in fashionI'll sit on the beach with my paper wrapped luncheonI'll enjoy being the ancient curmudgeon The lights of the city they blink off and on againNames in my memory are there then they're gone againI'll have a jukebox and play Lonnie DoneganAnd I'll spend my evenings with Katherine of Oregon ;) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
RushCanuck Posted March 5, 2014 Share Posted March 5, 2014 And in the end, the love you take, is equal to the love you make. The Beatles Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rutlefan Posted March 5, 2014 Share Posted March 5, 2014 (edited) And I'll counter that with these from U2's "Grace": GraceShe takes the blameShe covers the shameRemoves the stainIt could be her name...She travels outsideOf karma, karmaShe travels outsideOf karma...Because Grace makes beautyOut of ugly thingsGrace finds beautyIn everythingGrace finds goodnessIn everything Edited March 5, 2014 by Rutlefan Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cyclonus X-1 Posted March 5, 2014 Share Posted March 5, 2014 And I'll counter that with these from Jethro Tull's "Grace": Hello sun.Hello bird.Hello my lady.Hello breakfast. May I buy you again tomorrow? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rutlefan Posted March 5, 2014 Share Posted March 5, 2014 Too-shay. From Jeff Buckley's "Grace"... And she weeps on my arm Walking to the bright lights in sorrow Oh drink a bit of wine we both might go tomorrow Oh my love Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rutlefan Posted March 5, 2014 Share Posted March 5, 2014 (edited) Continuing with the romantic theme... When you push your hair away and stare at me with sleepy eyes I get a feeling here, a feeling I don’t recognise I wanna give you everything I’ve been in love but this is worse I just want to cling to you and save you from the universe ‘Cos I have fallen in a way I’ve never done before You’re all I need today I don’t want anything more As unlikely as it seems, it’s as if you’ve just appeared Out of one of my dreams - I don’t care if that sounds weird ‘Cos you’re beautiful, and yet completely unaware Oh sure I miss my home but I’d live with you anywhere Edited March 5, 2014 by Rutlefan Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hobo73 Posted March 6, 2014 Share Posted March 6, 2014 I adore the lyrics to Tusk by Fleetwood Mac. It's the same kind of storyThat seems to come down from long agoTwo friends having coffee togetherWhen something flies by their windowIt might be out on that lawnWhich is wide, at least half of a playing fieldBecause there's no explaining what your imaginationCan make you see and feel Seems like a dream(They) got me hypnotized Now it's not a meaningless questionTo ask if they've been and goneI remember a talk about NorthCarolina and a strange, strange pondYou see the sides were like glassIn the thick of a forest without a roadAnd if any man's hand ever made that landThen I think it would've showed Seems like a dream(They) got me hypnotized They say there's a place down in MexicoWhere a man can fly over mountains and hillsAnd he don't need an airplane or some kind of engineAnd he never willNow you know it's a meaningless questionTo ask if those stories are right'Cause what matters most is the feelingYou get when you're hypnotized 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
By Tor Posted March 7, 2014 Share Posted March 7, 2014 (edited) Oh man, I can't overlook this, my favorite song for about two years, from an album that could have made my "life changing" list. I cried myself to sleep last nightAnd the ghost of CarlHe approached my windowI was hypnotizedI was asked to improviseOn the attitude, the regretOf a thousand centuries of death Even with the heart of terror and the superstitious wearerI am riding all alone, I am writing all aloneEven in my best condition, counting all the superstitionI am riding all alone, I am running all alone And we laughed the beatitudes of a thousand linesFor the earth, and the attitudes, they reminded us of death Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquatedAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart?Even in his heart, the Devil has to know the water levelAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart? And I cried myself to sleep last nightFor the Earth, and materials, they may sound just right to me Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquatedAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart?Even in his heart, the Devil has to know the water levelAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart? The lyrics start at 4:13 (part 3 of a 3-part song). The excellent prog-ish middle section, starting at 2:58, might be worth checking out for fans of '70s keyboards. You are the first person I`ve stumbled upon who has this album Edited March 7, 2014 by By Tor Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hobo73 Posted March 7, 2014 Share Posted March 7, 2014 I adore the lyrics to Tusk by Fleetwood Mac. I totally just realized I put Tusk, not Hypnotized lol 0_o Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rutlefan Posted March 18, 2014 Share Posted March 18, 2014 Oh man, I can't overlook this, my favorite song for about two years, from an album that could have made my "life changing" list. I cried myself to sleep last nightAnd the ghost of CarlHe approached my windowI was hypnotizedI was asked to improviseOn the attitude, the regretOf a thousand centuries of death Even with the heart of terror and the superstitious wearerI am riding all alone, I am writing all aloneEven in my best condition, counting all the superstitionI am riding all alone, I am running all alone And we laughed the beatitudes of a thousand linesFor the earth, and the attitudes, they reminded us of death Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquatedAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart?Even in his heart, the Devil has to know the water levelAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart? And I cried myself to sleep last nightFor the Earth, and materials, they may sound just right to me Even with the rest belated, everything is antiquatedAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart?Even in his heart, the Devil has to know the water levelAre you writing from the heart, are you writing from the heart? The lyrics start at 4:13 (part 3 of a 3-part song). The excellent prog-ish middle section, starting at 2:58, might be worth checking out for fans of '70s keyboards. You are the first person I`ve stumbled upon who has this album That's funny as it received so much critical praise the year it came out. From the Wikipedia page: " Illinois was named the best-reviewed album of 2005 by review aggregator Metacritic, and was included on several reviewers' "best of the decade" lists—including those of Paste, NPR, and Rolling Stone." It was also the Amazon editors album of the year recommendation. Not that I think any of this is important, but it shows someone was paying attention. In 2007 he played a free concert at the Kennedy Center, featured to celebrate the 10th anniversary of their Millenium Stage. The tickets were to be given on a first-come basis (two to a person) starting at like 9 am. A friend and I got there at 5:30 am and were about the 9 millionth people in line. Needless to say that after a 3+ hour wait in the cold (it was a Feb 5 show) we were turned away, along with over half the line. Sucked, but it shows that a few years ago people were pretty into him. Maybe they were all college kids from American university, I don't know. Anyway, glad to see a fellow fan, I assume. I wish he'd start putting out more stuff like it again. 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
ReRushed Posted March 20, 2014 Share Posted March 20, 2014 He took his seat on the foreign trainHe thought it pleasant to travel againMindful of the journey's endHe read again the letter from his friend Time passed as it often does The seat was hard, the carriage fetidHe was dressed for summer, but still he sweatedIt was better than being homeFeeling the cold, and living alone Time passed slowly Around him people spoke in FrenchDespite schooldays it made no senseOccasional stares caught his eyeHe was tempted to smile, but Being shy, time passed When he looked through the windowFor the thousandth timeHe saw a black horse fighting for its life In a barbed wire fenceFatally tangledThe more it struggledThe more it was strangled Time sped up He turned awayThere was nothing he could doThe other windowHad a nicer view Time passed painfully 1 Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rutlefan Posted March 20, 2014 Share Posted March 20, 2014 "The Other Window" by Wire. Good one. I believe that is one of those sunny Bruce Gilbert compositions (I'm being tongue in cheek with that "sunny" part). Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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