Hey guys,
So yesterday and today… I haven’t been feeling all that well, so I will represent my disquietude in today’s lyric. Everyone around here is sick, so to all my friends: get better soon, and to all of you, good luck with the lyric.
“He said the sh*t that used to work/ won’t work now”
Hint: If this artist were still alive, he’d know a hairy handed gent with a chinese menu in his hands.
Answer: My Sh*t’s F@#&*d Up, by Warren Zevon
It looks like a pillow
This is the first time I have been able to look at my computer screen since this morning. Over the past week and a half I have had 2 tests, 2 essays, and 5 articles due, 3 for my internship, and 2 for my school paper. Tomorrow I have my last test at 4:25-5:50 and afterwards I will most likely collapse from complete euphoria and sleep. Also, tomorrow is my brothers 18th birthday, so that trumps most things and you should all wish him a happy one.
Anyway, understand why the title of the song of the day is such? It is even better that it is by the fab four. I really am so tired and it is leading to me feeling sick and then, therefore, being tired of being sick and being tired. I don’t even know what I am writing about. Luckily, I have The Beatles to lead the way.
Interesting story to go along with what the song is about. Many may know that it is on The White Album, but do you know what it is about? John Lennon, while at a transcendental meditation camp suffered a bout of insomnia, so, in response, he wrote this fantastic song. Lennon’s insomnia led to beautiful music. My inability to sleep often leads to tossing and turning in bed, anger, and then more tossing and turning. I’m going to start writing songs when I cannot sleep. The first one will most likely be titled, “I’m So Angry.”
“I’m So Tired”: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=NZf9ncOQ2xM
Yes! Before I do this segment I always refer to my master list of the top 100 lyricists formulated by Digitaldreamdoor (Give them a lot of credit). I had previously gone through 100-80 and adjusted the list to my wants and needs. I really needed to get Axl Rose out of there, I’m sorry. Soon enough, I will need to go through 79-50 and that will sure be interesting, but, for now, we are at #83 and I am excited. Why? Pete Brown. What, you don’t know who he is? Let me give you a few lyrics you may recognize.
“Ive been waiting so long
To be where Im going
In the sunshine of your love.”
Wait, isn’t that Clapton and The Cream? Well, yes, myself it indeed is, yet, Mr. Pete Brown, a performance poet, wrote the majority of Cream’s songs with bassist Jack Bruce and guitar-god (that is for you Josh “I love Eric Clapton” Lampert) Eric Clapton (for “Sunshine of your Love.”) Cream is my favorite Eric Clapton project and I love their music and specifically Brown’s lyric for one incredible song and that is “White Room.”
Since Brown is a “Performance Poet” he like Jim Morrison (The Doors) paired his lyrics with vocal performances. Brown has been paired with numerous musicians over his career like Graham Bond, Chris Spedding, and even Arthur Brown recently. “FIRE.” He is a very talented poet and his work shows this. Let’s analyze “White Room” like we do best.
Ah, in a white room with black curtains, near the stations
Blackroof country, no gold pavements, tired starlings
Silver horses, run down moonbeams in your dark eyes
Drawnlight smiles on your leaving, my contentment
I’ll wait in this place where the sun never shines
Wait in this place where the shadows run from themselves
You said no strings could secure you at the station
Platform ticket, restless diesels, goodbye windows
I walked into such a sad time at the station
When I walked out, felt my own need just beginning I’ll sleep in this place where the sun never shines
Wait in the dark where the shadows run from themselves
At the party she was kindness in the hard crowd
Consolation from the old wound now frogotten
Yellow tiggers crouched in jungles in her dark eyes
She’s just dressing goodbye windows, tired starlings
I’ll wait in the queue when the trains come back
Wait here with you where the shadows run from themselves”
A lot of people reading the lyrics probably just went oh! that’s what is said after the first line. I know I did after I first looked at the lyric many years a go. So, what do you think this song is about? Personally, and I don’t usually like to reach for songs, I think this one is about Vietnam, where a young man is at a train station during “a sad time at the station,” because young men are saying goodbyes to their families. They end up in Vietnam in combat with “yellow tigers crouched in jungles,” where “Shadows run from themselves.” My favorite lyrics in the song,
“Silver horses, run down moonbeams in your dark eyes
Drawnlight smiles on your leaving, my contentment.”
The imagery is just stunning, plus I always love when musicians use words like contentment in songs and do not sound stupid. Pete Brown is one of those who just never will sound stupid.
As much as he may look a little stupid... Just Kidding
“White Room” Cream: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=uRqjpuLFXek
Hey guys,
Here is today’s Guess the Lyrics. As an added bonus, you get to learn a fairly unknown fact about the artist. Good luck.
“The life I love is makin’ music with my friends”
hint/fun fact: This guy has Wii golf on his mind. He loves playing golf, and on tours he plays a great deal of Wii golf.
Answer: On the Road Again, by Willie Nelson
Good afternoon loyal court viewers and those that have just arrived at the court. We jesters welcome you. I want your opinion on this one for my opinion is biased. Read this article: http://www.nme.com/news/the-white-stripes/47903. I am specifically focusing on the segment about Dylan where Mr. White says that they might not be as authentic as once thought. Okay, since I made an argument a couple of days ago that Dylan’s singing was completely put on (I believe he has put on the voice so often it has become his actual voice) because it did not match up with his roots, this may be coming from left field, but, as much as I made that argument out of humor, this comment by White is sort of blasphemous in the music world. I love philisophical music talk and Jack White is a talented guy, but throwing Dylan and Waits, two incredible musicians, into this category of non-authentic is kind of odd. I have to disagree. Dylan is maybe one of the only musicians who is authentic. He changed when he wanted to change and he did what he wanted to do. Thoughts?
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