Cool then, Capsady! I've heard of Modest Mouse but not the other two; you should fill us in when you next come online!
The river flows
It flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes
That's where I want to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town
All he wanted
Was to be free
And that's the way
It turned out to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town
Flow river flow
Past the shaded tree
Go river, go
Go to the sea
Flow to the sea
The river flows
It flows to the sea
Wherever that river goes
That's where I want to be
Flow river flow
Let your waters wash down
Take me from this road
To some other town
Fourteen rivers, fourteen floods
Bend your body to the heavens above
Don't get drunk, don't get dry
Just bring your money next Saturday night
Fourteen miles on the Tanton trail
With a half-dead mule and nothing on my mind
All my life, I been talking fast
Taking all the things that I should've let pass
Throw my hat on a coffin nail
Put another brick in a fireplace
Well I don't know that you want me
But someone got loose back in the town
Noticed your location capsaddy, you must like Egyptian music
Pour Some Sugar On Me...Def Leppard.....ain't that a bitch....
We did this song last night so of course its runnin round my head like a hamster on a wheel.
I hear people talkin' bad
About the way we have to live here, in this country
Harpin' on the wars we fight
An' grippin' 'bout the way things oughta be
An' I don't mind 'em switchin' sides an'
Standin' up for things they believe in
When they're runnin' down my country, man
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Yeah, walkin' on the fightin' side of me
Runnin' down the way of life
Our fightin' men have fought and died to keep
If you don't love it, leave it
Let this song I'm singin' be a warnin'
If you're runnin' down my country man
You're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
I read about some squirrely guy
Who claims, he just don't believe in fightin'
And I wonder just how long
The rest of us can count on bein' free
They love our milk an' honey
But they preach about some other way, of livin'
When they're runnin' down my country, hoss
They're walkin' on the fightin' side of me
M Haggard
Where were you playing, Panz? Do you play most weekends?
This song by Carla Bruni is going around my head...
Je n'ai pas d'excuse,
C'est inexplicable,
Même inexorable,
C'est pas pour l'extase, c'est que l'existence,
Sans un peu d'extrême, est inacceptable,
Je suis excessive,
J'aime quand ça désaxe,
Quand tout accélère,
Moi je reste relaxe
Je suis excessive,
Quand tout explose,
Quand la vie s'exhibe,
C'est une transe exquise
Y'en a que ça excède, d'autres que ça vexe,
Y'en a qui exigent que je revienne dans l'axe,
Y'en a qui s'exclament que c'est un complexe,
Y'en a qui s'excitent avec tous ces "X" dans le texte
Je suis excessive,
J'aime quand ça désaxe,
Quand tout accélère,
Moi je reste relaxe
Je suis excessive,
Quand tout explose,
Quand la vie s'exhibe,
C'est une transe exquise, (ouais).
Je suis excessive,
J'aime quand ça désaxe,
Quand tout exagère,
Moi je reste relaxe
Je suis excessive,
Excessivement gaie, excessivement triste,
C'est là que j'existe.
Mmmm, pas d'excuse ! Pas d'excuse !
I was playing in BFE(Okeechobee)
For some reason I'm getting calls to play every weekend. Not the norm. Small sidelight:
A young feller was sitting at the bar and I noticed he was transfixed by the band. On a break he came up and bought me a drink. Said he played in a band too, in Indiana. So he thinks he's gonna stump the band...asks for Bad Company. A band no country yokel band would know. Sure enough, first song the leader calls out is"Feel Like Making Love". It was awesome...with all the harmony parts spot on. Raised the tiny hairs.
But now a disclaimer. Bi Polar...now there's a musician I admire. Self-written songs...an original stage show...lights, effects...the whole nine yards.
In comparison we're a contrived juke box.
Is that far from where you are in Florida? You're no jukebox, Panzade. It takes a hell of a lot of skill to be able to play that much.
It's a hellish 50 minute drive each way on a God forsaken twisty road. I take my life in my hands every weekend. And...there was a time before I threw in the towel when I was proud of my playing...(shrugs)
I'm Edna St V M writing greeting cards for Hallmark.
Alas! The world turned upside down. Well...American poet laureates aren't paid handsomely...she must have needed a second job!
These are my confessions
Just when I thought I said
All I could say
My chick on the side
Said she got one on the way
I CAN'T GET THAT SONG OUT OF MY HEAD! What's worse is that it's just those exact same lyrics that keep on going in my head, even though I know the whole song.
My confessions...hmm guessing Usher ..who's hard to get rid of.
For whatever reason, I have "This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine" stuck in my head today.
I have a Jack Johnson song stuck in my head today... but I cant remember the name of it... its frusterating me
littlek wrote:For whatever reason, I have "This little light of mine, I'm gonna let it shine" stuck in my head today.
May I ask whose singing it, littlek? The reason I ask is that I'm now trying to remember a (political) film that used the song in a very moving way. Darn, what was it?
... that must be a gratifying career!