After discussing the song last night with friends I thought it would be a good time to document the journey of the city of Boston epic, “I’m Shipping Up To Boston.” It is rather funny that a song with five mere lines could make such an impact on nearly everyone who drops the r and draws out the a (and even those not from Boston). It is a surprise if you have not heard this song because it has been feautured at close to every Boston sporting event, the Oscar winning best picture “The Departed,” a Simpsons episode (so yes the Simpson’s did it), an episode of King of The Hill. Need I go on.
The lyrics:
“I’m a Sailor Peg, And I lost my leg, Climbing up the topsails, I lost my leg, I’m Shipping up to Boston (Woah oh oh).”

Perfect album cover. "I'm Shipping up to Boston" appeared on the Dropkick Murphys 2005 album "The Warrior's Code"
All written by the original folk man himself, Woody Guthrie. These lyrics have virtually defined Boston for Bostonites. Broad, outdated, wierd, but who the hell cares this is Boston and their apparently shipping up to it. The music though was written and recorded by The Dropkick Murphys who everyone knows this song to be by. The Dropkick Murphys were formed in Quincy, Massachusetts (a part of Metropolitan Boston) and quickly became the favorite celtic punk band focusing on Irish roots and kicking every venue into a drunken frenzy.
But, that is really what this song is about isn’t it. The song is known by its absolutely incredible opening banjo line that merges well with two power chords and then a culmination of instruments playing the opening line. Of course, this is then followed by the lyrics that are, of course, screamed. The song is supposed to be a drunk, brawling, punk, angry and catchy piece of music and if it was any different it would lose its subtle charm. That’s right “I’m Shipping Up To Boston,” a song that makes you want to go crazy with rage has some charm. It is perfectly short and is a great listen. So, if you have not heard the song or simply want to watch the great video of the police chasing band members while they belt out the Boston lyrics click the link below and enjoy.
I have to go find my leg.
Check It Out: http://youtube.com/watch?v=x-64CaD8GXw

Happy Birthday Mr. Gary Brooker. At 66, your enduring classic “A Whiter Shade of Pale,” with your old band Procul Harum is still one of classic rock’s more melodic hits and today it has the unparalleled honor of being The Music Court’s song of the day.
unconventional words. I often think to myself, “How do they fit that in.” Well, my band disbanded and our songs remained corny and pretty horrible (probably because I was attempting to write lyrics), but music will go on without us and today, as the spelling bee progresses on ESPN and numerous 10-13 year olds (even a third grader) continue to prove they are smarter then me, let us make our song of the day a song by the word master, Mr. Robert Zimmerman (otherwise known as the much better sounding Bob Dylan).
finds a way to neatly place the word proletariat in his first verse. Proletariat. Definition: Member of a lower social class. Etymology: Latin. The song is off of his 2006 release of Modern Times which was his 32nd studio album. His wikipedia discography is huge by the way. The song is a classic Dylan release, a soft guitar and piano background highlighting the lyrics of Dylan and his distinctive deep croon. Take a listen and let Dylan sing you some of his Workingman’s Blues (even though he is pretty well off).
am’s new album entitled “Around the Well.” Where did I hear of that before? Scroll down and read the entire album review when you get the chance but for now let’s cover the best song on the two disc album. What makes “The Trapeze Swinger,” so good is its combination of everything great in a song. What you have here is a catchy chord progression, a fantastic background track of heavenly like sounds, and Beam’s pleading voice and lyric. “Please remember me, happily by the rosebush laughing.” At close listen one can understand what Beam is portraying in his song. It seems as if it is a man’s final plea for his love to remember him as “the trapeze act” of his life is ending. A trapeze act that contains such contradictions as angels kissing sinners, god and Lucifer as a boy and a girl, and the perfectly crafted line, “Who the hell can see forever,” playing on both hell and heaven as the song comes to a close. Who knows where anyone goes after death but Beam’s simple plea remains among the instruments that gather and mix to end the song as one attempts to figure out what just hit them. There is not much more that can be said except I will provide a link to listen below and please for the sake of The Music Court go take a listen and see for yourself.