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10-17-2008, 12:05 AM
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Secondly, I completely agree with you on Seeing Things. I think it's a fantastic record all the way through. Actually, I was probably one of the few people anticipating it and thought it was such a real and telling interpretation of the subject matter, which seems to skip through a variety of time periods. Its beautiful. Jakob is more my generation, being that I was in 9th grade or so when I became a fan and I've kind of just followed his band's music. It's great. They have a sortaMOR sound, but his lyrics, songwriting, delivery are really captivating to me. I love things like this for example: Here He Comes (Confessions of a Drunken Marionette) (Jakob Dylan) Here comes your drunken marionette Dragging his mess of threads There at the bar pulling smoke to his lungs He says who will ignore me when you're gone? Now come on lift me up I wanna dance by your tin cup Tower of beauty with a split in your tongue Who will ignore me when you're gone? He says who will ignore me when you're gone? Here he cooooooomes Here he cooooooomes Be still the wooden heart That wouldn't ever part With the drunken marionette Been mainlining bad thoughts Been drinking things I wish I'd not Intoxicated with sad songs Who will forgive you when I'm gone? They sing auld lang syne I've got mutiny on my mind A guilty conscience means at least you've got one Who will forgive you when I'm gone? He says who will forgive you when I'm gone? Here he comes Here he comes Be still the wooden heart Who wouldn't ever part Waiting on a spark That hasn't happened yet For the drunken marionette Carry on Turn the lights on when you go In the hours left I hope you feel the things that i know I won't What you give is what you get I get so worried bout your debts Who carries evil out evil will come Who will defend you when I'm gone? He says who will defend you when I'm gone? Here he comes Here he comes Be still the wooden heart Wouldn't ever part Waiting on a spark That hasn't happened yet Here he comes Here he comes Be still the wooden heart That wouldn't ever part Waiting on a spark That hasn't happened yet And I really love that it's straight, simple music. He's a cool guy, too. I'm not sure it's fair to bring up the DAD thing (though, shoot, how can you not?) because I feel he's earned his own spotlight, and I'm certain it annoys him that people still think he's trying to hone a career based on his father's name- after all the success and acclaim he has been able to achieve on his own, despite much criticism and doubt. I was very upset I missed his current tour but I will definitely be seeing him/them when he/they decide to come around again.
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10-17-2008, 12:08 AM
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10-17-2008, 06:36 AM
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10-27-2008, 01:37 PM
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The definitive description...
to how I am feeling at this moment:
"Wearing The Inside Out" - Pink Floyd "From morning to night I stayed out of sight Didn't recognize I'd become No more than alive I'd barely survive In a word...overrun Won't hear a sound From my mouth I've spent too long On the inside out My skin is cold To the human touch This bleeding heart's Not beating much I murmured a vow of silence and now I don't even hear when I think aloud Extinguished by light I turn on the night Wear its darkness with an empty smile I'm creeping back to life My nervous system all awry I'm wearing the inside out Look at him now He's paler somehow But he's coming round He's starting to choke It's been so long since he spoke Well he can have the words right from my mouth And with these words I can see Clear through the clouds that covered me Just give it time then speak my name Now we can hear ourselves again I'm holding out For the day When all the clouds Have blown away I'm with you now Can speak your name Now we can hear Ourselves again"
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#51
10-30-2008, 01:17 PM
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"Broken, Beat & Scarred" - Metallica
"You rise, you fall, you're down then you rise again, What don't kill ya makes ya more strong, Rise, fall, down, rise again, What don't kill ya makes ya more strong. Rise, fall, down, rise again, What don't kill ya makes ya more strong, Rise, fall, down, rise again, What don't kill ya makes ya more strong. Through black days, through black nights, Through pitch black insides. CHORUS: Breakin' your teeth on the hard life a'comin, (Show your scars) Cuttin' your feet on the hard earth running (Show your scars) Breakin' your life, broken beat and scarred, But we die hard. The dawn, the death, the fight to the final breath, What don't kill ya makes ya more strong, Dawn, death, fight, final breath, What don't kill ya makes ya more strong. They scratch me, they scrape me, They cut and rape me. CHORUS We die hard. We die hard."
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"To acknowledge death is to accept freedom and responsibility."
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#52
10-31-2008, 04:07 PM
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The saddest song of all-time
"It Can't Rain All The Time" - Jane Siberry (From the motion picture soundtrack of the movie "The Crow")
"We walk the narrow path Beneath the smoking skies Sometimes you barely tell the difference Between the darkness...and light. Do we have faith...in what we believe? The truest test...is when we cannot When we cannot see. I hear the pounding feet in the In the streets below and the And the women crying and the And the children know that there's There's something wrong It's hard to believe that love will prevail. (Oh) It won't rain all the time The sky won't fall forever And though the night seems long Your tears won't fall...forever. Oh, when I'm lonely...I lie awake at night And I wish you were here I miss you. Can you tell me Is there something more to believe in? Or is this all there is? And the pounding feet in the In the streets below and a And a window breaks and a And a woman falls and it's - There's something wrong - It's, it's hard to believe that love will prevail. It won't rain all the time The sky won't fall forever And though the night seems long Your tears won't fall Your tears won't fall Your tears won't fall... Forever. Last night I had a dream You came into my room You took me into your arms Whispering and kissing me And telling me to still believe (Within the emptiness of The burning cities against which We set our darkest of selves) Until I felt safe and warm I fell asleep in your arms And when I awoke I cried again For you were gone Oh, can you hear me? It won't rain all the time The sky won't fall forever And though the night seems long Your tears won't fall forever. It won't rain all the time The sky won't fall forever And though the night seems long Your tears won't fall Your tears won't fall Your tears won't fall... Forever."
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"To acknowledge death is to accept freedom and responsibility."
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#53
10-31-2008, 05:31 PM
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You all know this one...let's all sing along...
I can't help about the shape I'm in I can't sing I ain't pretty And, my legs are thin But, don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to. Oh well. Now I talked to God I knew he'd understand He said, "Sit by me and take my guiding hand. But, don't ask me what I think of you I might not give the answer that you want me to." Oh well.
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Among God's creations, two, the dog and the guitar, have taken all the sizes and all the shapes in order not to be separated from the man.---Andres Segovia
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11-01-2008, 01:38 AM
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I am a scientist - I seek to understand me
All of my impurities and evils yet unknown I am a journalist - I write to you to show you I am an incurable And nothing else behaves like me And I know what's right But I'm losing sight Of the clues for which I search and choose to abuse To just unlock my mind Yeah, and just unlock my mind I am a pharmacist Prescriptions I will fill you Potions, pills, and medicines To ease your painful lives I am a lost soul I shoot myself with rock & roll The hole I dig is bottomless But nothing else can set me free I am a scientist - I seek to understand me I am an incurable and nothing else behaves like me Everything is right Everything works out right Everything fades from sight Because that's alright with me
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#55
11-04-2008, 12:05 PM
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 From what I have heard, Wallflowers vs. solo stuff, I think the man needs a BAND! His lyrics in the Wallflowers were still dark, mysterious, err...depressing(?).. BUT his band was really good at developing some snappy sounds around all those melancholy words. Now we just have the depressing lyrics and no snappy sounds  SO Jakob, you DID the "Yeah-I'm-Springsteen-but-I-can-be-a-real-drag-if-I-wanna-be" thing ("Nebraska","The Ghost of Tom Joad")...now, take a couple Xanax, get back on that whorse and make something we can DANCE to!  PS...even that "Man-I-could-use-some-sleep-GODIMDEPRESSED-hey-pass-that-joint-this-way-MANIMACREEP!" Thom Yorke Radiohead dude manages to get out there and DANCE!!! 
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11-04-2008, 12:45 PM
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Speaking of Bob Dylan, and the need for a band....well, Bob Dylan's band for awhile was THE BAND, and the shining star imho from that collaboration was the gifted Robbie Robertson.
His self-titled solo album is a masterpiece...beautifully written, recorded, produced...I have the MFSL Original Master Recording CD of it (out of print and HTF). That album also had the Rod-Stewart-hacked-but-made-famous song "Broken Arrow". Listen to Robbie's original version, it's gorgeous! The album featured none other than my hero Peter Gabriel providing haunting background vocals for "Fallen Angel", but some U2 dudes, Tony Levin, Terry Bozzio, Manu Katche, Daniel Lanois, Gil Evans and many other talented musicians. Wonderful! Fallen Angel Are you out there Can you hear me Can you see me in the dark I don't believe it's all for nothing It's not just written in the sand Sometimes I thought you felt too much And you crossed into the shadowland And the river was overflowing And the sky was fiery red You gotta play the hand that's dealt ya That's what the old man always said Fallen Angel Casts a shadow up against the sun If my eyes could see The spirit of the chosen one In my dream the pipes were playing In my dream I lost a friend Come down Gabriel and blow your horn 'Cause some day we will meet again Fallen Angel Casts a shadow up against the sun If my eyes could see The spirit of the chosen one All the tears All the rage All the blues in the night If my eyes could see You kneeling in the silver light Fallin', fallin', fallin' down Fallin', fallin' down Fallin', fallin', fallin' down Fallin', fallin' down Fallen Angel Casts a shadow up against the sun If my eyes could see The spirit of the chosen one All the tears All the rage All the blues in the night If my eyes could see You kneeling in the silver light If you're out there can you touch me Can you see me I don't know If you're out there can you reach me Lay a flower in the snow -Robbie Robertson http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VQZhSNHCRC4
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11-06-2008, 01:08 AM
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 Really, I can't defend Jakob Dylan or his music. I just like it. Could also be that he was kind of big when I was in school and that music is probably just embedded in my subconscious as part of the nostalgia trip. Or it could be that he's just a really good songwriter and I love his music & voice. Yeah, it's not innovative and it certainly isn't groundbreaking, but I like the sincerity in which he delivers his words- and I love the words he uses to tell his stories. And I love his voice. So there. Nothing more. I'm in love with his father, but I always take them as separate entities, because I do feel he has earned that right. Now, since we may be on the topic of Bob Dylan. And forget for a minute that I was arguing the validity of Jakob being judged separately, I want to say that I am currently playing out Tell Tale Signs along with-still-Lindsey and here's one of my favorite things ever (and I love the album version just as much): Someday Baby (Bob Dylan) I don't care what you do, I don't care what you say I don't care where you go or how long you stay Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more Well you take my money and you turn it out You fill me up with nothing but self doubt Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more When I was young, driving was my crave You drive me so hard, almost to the grave Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more I'm so hard pressed, my mind tied up in knots I keep recycling the same old thoughts Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me me any more So many good things in life that I've overlooked I don't know what to do now, you got me hooked Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me me any more Well, I don't want to brag, but I'm gonna wring your neck When all else fails I'll make it a matter of self respect Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more You can take your clothes put them em in a sack You're going down the road, baby and you can't come back Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more I tried to be friendly, I tried to be kind I'm gonna drive you from your home, just like I was driven from mine Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more Living this way ain't a natural thing to do Why was I born to love you? Someday baby, you ain't gonna worry about me any more
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11-06-2008, 04:05 PM
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Sorry Nico, I wasn't bashing Jakob Dylan or trying to get you to justify why you think he's great. Some artists we love for nostalgic or associative reasons, I mean...my affinity for Todd Rundgren owes a large part to the fact my older sisters loved him. And he's produced some great things too, like XTC (although the b*st*rd gave me one of my worst concerts EVER, I still like him)
People that I look up to or respect a great deal, I try to appreciate things that they love. So, you could say by my trying to understand why you love Jakob so much, that I respect YOUR music choices a great deal. ( I do--you have GREAT taste!) Now that Bob Dylan song...those are powerful lyrics! But the thing that struck me the most was your tagline from The Killers. I sometimes feel this way: "Pay my respects to grace and virtue, send my condolences to good; Give my regards to soul and romance, they always did the best they could..." Hey, they are playing The Killers on the radio, and THAT'S some music I can definitely get into! "Somebody told me, that you had a boyfriend, Who looks like a girlfriend, That I had in February of last year......" HOT STUFF! 
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11-14-2008, 11:43 PM
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Ok, someone is bound to slam me for liking Howard Jones, but I do! Sure, he had some electro-beat hits in the early 80's, but he matured into a very good songwriter (imho). His production is very Steely-Dan like, and alot of his songs are not too deep, but many times that's just what I want. Something simple, honest and clean. This is one of my favorites from him:
The Prisoner You have watched me, safe in your anonymity I have dreamed you, held in your security Some people believe a photograph traps your mortal soul Your eyes were the camera and you've taken hold And you captured me I need you to take control I am a prisoner of no confidence You've entered me now make me whole Every place I go I feel your lenses trained on me This distant concentration takes away my energy Your image burns its negative Behind my waking eyes Then the night comes and you stalk your prize And you captured me I need you to take control I am a prisoner of no confidence You've entered me now make me whole Some people believe a photograph traps your mortal soul Your eyes were the camera and youve taken hold And you captured me I need you to take control I am a prisoner of no confidence You've entered me now make me whole -Howard Jones
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11-14-2008, 11:56 PM
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And another fav from HJ. A little sadder, but he has such a great voice! And the man covered a Donald Fagen song, how cool is that?
Tears To Tell The time has come to watch you go watch you go We weathered rough storms together Couldnt conceive of the end When I heard of your leavin It came as a shock and surprise Like the deepest kinds of love Lost on the inside Locked right on the inside What is the greatest expression of love, To let go and wish well But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell I couldnt be the one to hold you stop you go It is like stripping the soul Letting all the finest pieces go You know these feelings between us Could not be expressed You will never know my old secrets They are so deeply felt they are so deeply felt What is the greatest expression of love To let go and wish well But all these finer feelings have left me What is the greatest expression of love, To let go and wish well But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell Leaving me with my anecdoted and private jokes The memory of a friend You dont seem to know my old secrets They are so deeply felt they are so deeply felt What is the greatest expression of love To let go and wish well But all these finer feelings have left me What is the greatest expression of love To let go and wish well But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell But all these finer feelings have left me with tears to tell -Howard Jones http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=U9gAbP3PWR8
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