Spooky Songs

[Gordon Moore]

whoooooooaahhhhhh, scary, mummy, er daddy!

:()

and for the record, as a man I don't find them scary or anything, nope I have no feelings at all.

[uiwangmike]

How about this, the one and only hit by Nervous Norvus, in 1956? It was a regular request on Uncle Mac's Children's Favourites on Saturday mornings.

TRANSFUSION
Nervous Norvus

ZZZZZZOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMMM
Tooling down the hightway doing 79
I'm a twin pipe papa and I'm feelin fine
Hey man dig that was that a red stop sign-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
I'm just a solid mess of contusions
Never never never gonna speed again
Slip the blood to me Bud

I jump in my rod about a quarter to nine
I gotta make a date with that chick of mine
I cross the center line man you gotta make time-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
Oh man I got the cotton pickin convolutions
Never never never gonna speed again
Shoot the juice to me Bruce

My foot's on the throttle and it's made of lead
But I'm a fast ridding daddy with a real cool head
I'ma gonna pass a truck on the hill ahead-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
My red corpsuckles (sic) are in mass confusion
Never never never gonna speed again
Pass the crimson to me Jimson

I took a little drink and I'm feelin right
I can fly right over everything everything in sight
There's a slow poking cat I'm gonna pass him on the right-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
I'm a real gone paleface and that's no illusion
I'ma never never never gonna speed again
Pass the claret to me Barrett

A rollin down the mountain on a rainy day
Oh when you see me coming better start to pray
I'ma cuttin up the road and I'm the boss all the way-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
Oh doc pardon me for this crazy intrusion
I'm never never never gonna speed again
Pump the fluid in me Louie

I'm burning up the highway early this morn
I'm passing everybody oh nothing but corn
Man outa my way I don't drive with my horn-
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)
Transfusion transfusion
Oh nurse I'm gonna make a new resolution
I'm never never never gonna speed again
Put a gallon in me Alan

Oh barnyard drivers are found in two classes
Line crowding hogs and speeding jackasses
So rememmber to slow down today
Hey daddy-o
Make that type O huh
Atta-boy
(scrreeech-BANG!!tinkle)

[judith]

as a man I don't find them scary or anything, nope I have no feelings at all.

not even when a woman as scary as Grace Jones sings to you:

Blood turns cold for mortals who wait,
Your coil’s unwinding, now choose you fate,
A flame alone on a funeral pire,
Or eternal life as my vampire!!

By the way I think the Laxula cover that various men have found scary my be a Sheela-na-gig:

There is a strong resemblance

"Sheela-Na-Gig, Sheela-Na-Gig, you exhibitionist!"
"Sheela-Na-Gig, Sheela-Na-Gig, you exhibitionist!"

(courtesy of PJ Harvey)


Edit: In case someone notices I forgot the title of the G. Jones' song - 'Love Bites'

[Gordon Moore]

not even when a woman as scary as Grace Jones sings to you:

Uhmm, yes she is scary, and when I saw her in that James Bond film I found her quite hard, and I don't like being bitten. I don't think my Uncle Roger was too happy either. (My other uncle founded Intel Corp and is extremely wealthy, but he hasn't given me a dime, nor has our Rog come to think of it - gits)

However, back to scary songs. I don't get it. How can music be scary? I need to listen to some, but I'm not paying money to download sites on a per month basis. I was going to try that emusic but I don't like giving people my credit card details like that.

Why can't I find a site that'll accept paypal per mp3. (oooh that's catchy!)

How's the pacific?

[Gordon Moore]

How come, no one's mentioned Hotel California - The Eagles

What's that all about then?

[Dayna]

Hay! I don't know why I didn't think of that one. The Eagles also did one called Witchy Woman too...he he!

There's one called Spooky by Dennis Yhost, but it's not as good as the Eagles.

[Tonie]

Ah yes, Hotel California, one of the few songs I could do the basic guitar chords to (well, fake my way through) and so I actually tried to learn the lyrics too... I remember thinking in those teenage days (and my English was not great) that it was about a bad acid trip and that Hotel California was a brothel... could this be right? I could google it, but that's cheating! And what on earth are colitas? Hmm I have a hunch...

Ok, so I couldn't resist, I googled. Interesting stuff, apparently it's NOT about satanism which is apparently what everybody thinks. For those of us who cheat:
http://www.snopes.com/music/songs/hotel.htm

[Dayna]

That's really good information about Hotel California. I'd been hearing all the same rumors for years & since I didn't have any other information I wasn't really sure what the truth was.

[Adam Blake]

P J Harvey [...] a mere slip of a girl from Cornwall.

Confusing Dorset with Cornwall is as bad as confusing Ireland (or Wales or Scotland) with England!

Oh, I'm sorry. I really did think she was from Cornwall. Those are serious Sheela-na-gig pictures! The first one in particular is very impressive. Do you know how old it is and where it's from? When I see things like that I wonder how Christianity ever got a foothold on this Island.

Back to P J Harvey. I've only heard a few of her records. Did she ever do anything else as lean'n'mean as that? I liked "Good Fortune" very much but that was because it was pretty - as opposed to sounding like it wanted to smash your face in!

[howard male]

Lou Reed's 'Kicks' from 'Coney Iseland Baby' is pretty creepy. It's a song about getting your kicks from killing someone, and there's a bit where Lou sings/talks something about 'the blood rushing down his neck' and a loud noise travels from speaker to speaker. No matter how many times I listen to that on headphones in my late twenties, it would nearly always put the wind up me - it always seemed to come in, in a slightly different place!

[Gordon Moore]

Did some good research on Hotel California

Thanks :)

I always thought it was about being dead, - You can check in, but never leave.

[Gordon Moore]

When I see things like that I wonder how Christianity ever got a foothold on this Island.

generally I think it was by saying, look keep all your existing pagan festivals etc, we'll christianize them a bit and make them respectable - hence easter bunnies etc etc etc... like walking the madonna and christ through the streets. - I could go on about this all day. (They're still pagan though...)

[Charlie]

Ah yes, Hotel California was about a bad acid trip and that Hotel California was a brothel... could this be right?

I always thought it was about the Beverly Hills Hotel, where all the moguls stay. If so, you may not have been too far off the mark with your brothel reference. Eddie Murphy goes there in a funny scene in Beverly Hills Cop. But looking at the lyric more carefully, the Beverly Hills Hotel isn't near the desert, so maybe I've been under a misapprehension all these years.

I don't like everything the Eagles do by any means, but this is a great song:

On a dark desert highway, cool wind in my hair
Warm smell of colitas, rising up through the air
Up ahead in the distance, I saw a shimmering light
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim
I had to stop for the night
There she stood in the doorway;
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinking to myself,
’this could be heaven or this could be hell’
Then she lit up a candle and she showed me the way
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the hotel california
Any time of year, you can find it here

Her mind is tiffany-twisted, she got the mercedes bends
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys, that she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard, sweet summer sweat.
Some dance to remember, some dance to forget

So I called up the captain,
’please bring me my wine’
He said, ’we haven’t had that spirit here since nineteen sixty nine’
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say...

Welcome to the hotel california
Such a lovely place
Such a lovely face
They livin’ it up at the hotel california
What a nice surprise, bring your alibis

Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice
And she said ’we are all just prisoners here, of our own device’
And in the master’s chambers,
They gathered for the feast
The stab it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast

Last thing I remember, I was
Running for the door
I had to find the passage back
To the place I was before
’relax,’ said the night man,
We are programmed to receive.
You can checkout any time you like,
But you can never leave!

written by D Henley, G Frey, D Felder

[Dayna]

I know this is probably for another thread, but I read about the supposed "metaphor" explanation on that link, that it isn't an actual place, but when listen to the lyrics or read them there, it still seems too much like an actual place. I don't always care for everything I've heard from The Eagles. I don't want to get caught in the extreme thinking some have had about Rock music being bad, but I do know it isn't all innocent. There's the other song Witchy Woman too.

[tulsehill charlie]

"devils got to burn" on james blood ulmer's "birthright" is very frightening - he conjures up an image of sheer malice. not to be taken lightly.