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PostPosted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 6:45 am
by Dayna
"What good's a metronome, without a boatbell ringin'?"




That's right, that's right
I'm sad and blue
'Cause I can't do the Boogaloo
I'm lost, I'm lost
Can't do my thing
That's why I sing
Gimme, Gimme Dat Ding ah..

PostPosted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 7:10 am
by Jonathan E.
"Be bop a lula, I don't mean maybe . . ."

(Spelling not guaranteed — nor accuracy.)

PostPosted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 6:14 pm
by will vine
Looking back and longing for
the freedom of my chains....( Loving Arms)

PostPosted: Fri Oct 03, 2008 7:12 pm
by NormanD
"Sometimes I think you're much too sweet to die.....
Other times I think you ought to be buried alive"

(James Alley Blues)

PostPosted: Sat Oct 04, 2008 1:37 am
by taiyo no otosan
Is this thread about lyrics we like, or that haunt us? Surely, there's a difference?

When I was a teenager, I used to think this was pretty neat:

"Beneath a yellow sky
The lovers trip beside a ship
But all I hear when they embrace is just the kiss of skulls"

and, from another song,

"I don't matter, I don't matter, I don't matter much"

Now they haunt me by always reminding what a miserable bastard I was when I was a teenager.

PostPosted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 1:49 pm
by will vine
taiyo no otosan wrote:Is this thread about lyrics we like, or that haunt us? Surely, there's a difference?


It's hard to know quite how to do this but it would be good to compile a treasury of elegant and well articulated lines from the world of music.
How would we control an unnecessary deluge? ....(self regulation / self control / concentrate on one subject at a time?)
How many more lists can we take?.......(one?)
How would we avoid pointless debates about Dylan vs WB Yeats or the like?...............(just say "no" ?)

I thought of this idea yesterday whilst listening to Graham Parker's "Silly Thing"
"The words just won't come the right way,
The pen won't listen to a thing I say."
.........Beautiful.

and of course, a line that describes a similarly debillitating feeling -

"Guilty feet have got no rhythm."

PostPosted: Sun Oct 05, 2008 2:22 pm
by Adam Blake
I always liked those lines from Julie London's "Cry Me A River":

"Told me love was too plebeian
Told me you were through with me'n'
Now you say you're sorry"

And surely the greatest non-sequitur in the history of pop music:

"Also, it takes longer to get up north - the slow way..." (Ian Dury)

PostPosted: Mon Oct 06, 2008 11:02 pm
by Dayna
I've never heard this song before, but saw it in a book about Joe Strummer.

"Vaccum cleaner sucks up budgie." -Magnificant Seven

It said this was the funniest "non-sequitur" in music history.

PostPosted: Tue Oct 07, 2008 12:02 am
by Hugh Weldon
The whole of Johnny Cash's version of 'Hurt' sort of haunts me, but especially the line 'Everyone I know goes away in the end'.

And don't know if this is strictly a haunting, but the lines 'Go ahead and call the cops/You don't meet nice girls in coffee shops' from Tom Waits's 'Hold On' have been blowing around my mind the last few weeks.

PostPosted: Tue Oct 07, 2008 12:15 am
by Dayna
Hugh Weldon wrote:You don't meet nice girls in coffee shops' from Tom Waits's 'Hold On' have been blowing around my mind the last few weeks.






Oh no!

'I wish that I'd never been born'

PostPosted: Tue Oct 07, 2008 2:17 pm
by John Crosby
I've just recently finished working on a Peter Green 4-CD-plus-book boxed set titled 'Anthology' (Salvo). Listening repeatedly to the songs, whilst arranging a running sequence, it's hard not to be haunted by the nihilism of a chart hit lyric that goes:

‘I wish that I'd never been born’ ('Man Of The World')

The one that has haunted me, however, since I first heard it sung on the radio by Josh White in the early '60s (but later grew to love, if that's the right word, by Billie Holiday) is 'Strange Fruit':

'Southern trees bear strange fruit,
Blood on the leaves and blood at the root,
Black bodies swinging in the southern breeze,
Strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees.

Pastoral scene of the gallant south,
The bulging eyes and the twisted mouth,
Scent of magnolias, sweet and fresh,
Then the sudden smell of burning flesh.

Here is fruit for the crows to pluck,
For the rain to gather, for the wind to suck,
For the sun to rot, for the trees to drop,
Here is a strange and bitter crop.'

Yes, there's nothing really quite as haunting as that.

PostPosted: Tue Oct 07, 2008 3:23 pm
by David Flower
hey, more quality on board. The folkies are coming ! (not really). Eliza and now John Crosby. Excellent. I'm all in favour of new voices here

Re: 'I wish that I'd never been born'

PostPosted: Tue Oct 07, 2008 7:41 pm
by judith
John Crosby wrote:
The one that has haunted me, however, since I first heard it sung on the radio by Josh White in the early '60s (but later grew to love, if that's the right word, by Billie Holiday) is 'Strange Fruit'....

...Yes, there's nothing really quite as haunting as that.


I would have to agree. When I was a child, my mother often listened to Billie Holiday. The only lyrics I heard in "Strange Fruit" were "black bodies swinging in the southern breeze, strange fruit hanging from the poplar trees" and I thought it was a pretty song, though slow and a little sad, about dancing in an orchard. My mother quit playing that particular record and it wasn't until quite a few years later that I came across "Strange Fruit" again. The horror I felt when I listened to the lyrics and realized the horrors within the song still haunts me.

PostPosted: Tue Oct 07, 2008 8:08 pm
by judith
taiyo no otosan wrote:Is this thread about lyrics we like, or that haunt us? Surely, there's a difference?


In light of my last post, and Julian's comment:

"I'm the ice cream man, I'm a one man band..." Tom Waits.

PostPosted: Thu Oct 09, 2008 9:38 pm
by will vine
Looking back and longing for
the freedom of my chains...................(Lovin' Arms).