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Poster: | SomeDarkHollow | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 10:36am |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
Same goes for "Street cats making love."
Might be a good thread: Worst Lyrics, could open it up to any band, just to be fair.
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Poster: | robthewordsmith | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 11:29am |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
I like the sound of my own voice
I didn’t give anyone else a choice
An intellectual tortoise
Racing with your bullet train
Fairly self-referential lyrics I'd have thought.
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Poster: | elbow1126 | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 10:54am |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
Worse than the Shawshank Redemption imo.
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Poster: | SomeDarkHollow | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 11:16am |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
Kind of like "Couple more shots of whiskey, women round here start looking good" always getting a big response from the crowd. Yes, folks, your female residents are so heinous that severe intoxication is required to make them remotely approachable.
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Poster: | ringolevio | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 12:25pm |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
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Poster: | DeadRed1971 | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 5:53pm |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K6Ep1nmwWU0
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Poster: | direwolf0701 | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 11:20am |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
UGH
have the same trouble with Richard Thompson. It is like the two of them attended the same course: Bad Poetry, Lame Cliche's, and You 101
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Poster: | bluedevil | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 11:52am |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
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Poster: | robthewordsmith | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 12:23pm |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
Rather like your point re Cave, with RT it's mostly in the delivery and the marriage of words and music (but honestly how many performers couldn't you say that of?). It's hard to defend
Well my head was beating like a song by the Clash
It was writing cheques that my body couldn't cash
as great poetry but it works pretty well in context.
Likewise
Says James, in my opinion, there's nothing in this world
Beats a 52 Vincent and a red headed girl
Now Nortons and Indians and Greeveses won't do
They don't have a soul like a Vincent 52
He reached for her hand and he slipped her the keys
He said I've got no further use for these
I see angels on Ariels in leather and chrome
Swooping down from heaven to carry me home
And he gave her one last kiss and died
And he gave her his Vincent to ride
might not win the college poetry contest - but married to the music it is undeniably magnificent.
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Poster: | bluedevil | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 12:34pm |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
Now every cheap hood strikes a bargain with the world,
Ends up making payments on a sofa or a girl.
Love 'n hate tattooed across the knuckles of his hands,
Hands that slap his kids around, 'cause they don't understand how,
Death or glory, becomes just another story.
Death or glory, becomes just another story.
'n every gimmick hungry yob digging gold from rock 'n roll,
Grabs the mike to tell us he'll die before he's sold,
But I believe in this and it's been tested by research,
He who fucks nuns will later join the church.
Death or glory, becomes just another story.
Death or glory, becomes just another story
Now I'm off to defend Robert Plant's singing about squeezing lemons til the juice runs down his leg...
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Poster: | robthewordsmith | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 12:46pm |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
Oh, oh, child, way you shake that thing, gonna make you burn, gonna make you sting.
Hey, hey, baby, when you walk that way, watch your honey drip, can't keep away.
Raunchy? Who said raunchy?
Ok - raising the tone with some of my favourite Strummer words:
Midnight to six man
For the first time from Jamaica
Dillinger and Leroy Smart
Delroy Wilson, your cool operator
Ken Boothe for UK pop reggae
With backing bands sound systems
And if they've got anything to say
There's many black ears here to listen
But it was Four Tops all night with encores from stage right
Charging from the bass knives to the treble
But onstage they ain't got no roots rock rebel
Onstage they ain't got no...roots rock rebel
Dress back jump back this is a bluebeat attack
'Cos it won't get you anywhere
Fooling with your guns
The British Army is waiting out there
An' it weighs fifteen hundred tons
White youth, black youth
Better find another solution
Why not phone up Robin Hood
And ask him for some wealth distribution
Punk rockers in the UK
They won't notice anyway
They're all too busy fighting
For a good place under the lighting
The new groups are not concerned
With what there is to be learned
They got Burton suits, ha you think it's funny
Turning rebellion into money
All over people changing their votes
Along with their overcoats
If Adolf Hitler flew in today
They'd send a limousine anyway
I'm the all night drug-prowling wolf
Who looks so sick in the sun
I'm the white man in the Palais
Just lookin' for fun
I'm only
Looking for fun
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Poster: | bluedevil | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 4:03pm |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead - or the muse jumped ship? |
Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: [7 Walkers]
One of the new songs with Robert Hunter lyrics played by 7 Walkers featuring Bill Kreutzmann and Papa Mali.
Creeping down the Bayou
Hard days and night
Leaving through the willow
Shining big and bright
Haunted witches' moon
Low on the horizon
Couldn't be a better time
To brew a lover's potion
West [?]
I met Evangeline
She was born in [Lakarus]
But raised in Sabine
I can't live without her
Don't even want to try
If she won't be my lover
I might as well die
She can make the rain cloud
Open up and pour
She can make the lightning flash
And make the thunder roar
Evangeline, you're everything
A man like me could need
I was born to love her
In thought and word and deed
She's got a mystic streak
Knows what is to come
She can stop the traffic
By sticking out her thumb
She can make my heart beat
As fast as any drum
Evangeline, Evangeline
Sweet as sugar plum
Magical positions
Of the planets and the stars
Clear to her as music
Written down in bars
Clear to her as street signs
Posted in the trees
Along the ghostly avenues
The river and the breeze
She can make the rain cloud
Open up and pour
She can make the lightning flash
And make the thunder roar
Evangeline, you're everything
A man like me could need
I was born to love her
In thought and word and deed
Welcome to my heart
Welcome to my soul
You're the kind of woman
Make a man bold
You're the kind of mama
Men grow up a boy
Changes these tears of sorrow
Into shining tears of joy
I got a little secret
To whisper in your ear
Come a little closer
So no one else can hear
I was born to love you
In rare and different ways
Going to make you happy
For the rest of my days
You can make the rain cloud
Open up and pour
You can make the lightning flash
And make the thunder roar
Evangeline, you're everything
A man like me could need
I was born to love you
Yes I was indeed
I was born to love you
Yes I was indeed
I was born to love you
You're everything I need
Recordings
Date Album Recorded By
2010 Seven Walkers Seven Walkers
looked it up b/c listening to this and was introduced as newly penned Hunter tune:
http://www.archive.org/details/PapaMali2010-04-09.flac16
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Poster: | direwolf0701 | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 7:39pm |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
i suppose it didnt help much that his voice is as flat as a possum run over by a semi.
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Poster: | bluedevil | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 8:08pm |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
HA!
Yea, he's no Neil (who harmonizes with himself when he warbles - and i love it).
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Poster: | direwolf0701 | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 8:28pm |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
not being able to carry a tune just twists the musical portion of my brain into areas that cause the "tilt" light to go on. Neil's may be quite strange, but the dude can carry a tune.
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Poster: | robthewordsmith | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 10:51am |
Forum: | GratefulDead | Subject: | Re: drugs and the dead |
I don't believe in an interventionist God
But I know, darling, that you do
But if I did I would kneel down and ask Him
Not to intervene when it came to you
You'll go a long way to find lyrics more pifflingly pretentious than the above.
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Poster: | bluedevil | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 10:58am |
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Poster: | robthewordsmith | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 11:13am |
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Poster: | spacedface | Date: | Jun 8, 2010 6:48pm |
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Poster: | robthewordsmith | Date: | Jun 9, 2010 12:51am |
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Poster: | spacedface | Date: | Jun 9, 2010 10:53am |
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Poster: | direwolf0701 | Date: | Jun 9, 2010 11:03am |
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