when i listen to music, i'm not much of a words girl until much later. i like a song based on how it sounds, not really what i says, at least at first. i'm just now getting into bob dylan because i'm forcing myself to listen to what he's saying and trying not to pay attention to that voice. often times when i learn all the words the song loses some of its mystique.
but every once in a while words from a song pop out to me out of nowhere and make me think, smile, ponder, wish i'd written it; sometimes they haunt me and take up residence in my head for days until i have to listen to that song again and again and again. here are some examples:
"used to be in a rock 'n roll band, but we broke up" -neil young (jesus, how many people can say that?)
"lost your head, now you sleep on the floor" -smashing pumpkins
"fuck and run, even when i was 17, fuck and run, even when i was 12" -liz phair
"i had a million dollars but i spent it all" -sublime
"first the mike, then a half cigarette" -elliott smith
"i could feel at the time there was no way of knowing" -roxy music
"and they say marianne killed herself but i said, not a chance... not a chance" -tori amos
"hello, it's over" -james
"listenin' to marvin all night long" -spandau ballet
"cuz i can thrill you more than any ghoul could ever dare try" -michael jackson
"she said, why do you stare so hard wrapped up like a doll with bad dreams and broken arms?" -throwing muses
"christine!" -fate of april (haha, that's for flashes!)
and here's a long one, a verse, really:
"sitting in my car outside your house, 'member when you spilled coke all over your blouse? t-shirts, cutoffs and a pair of thongs, we've been having fun all summer long" -the beach boys
that one sums up summer for me. i've been thinking of ways or smells or music lyrics to sum up my time in france. it's nearly impossible right now because i'm still in it. maybe that james lyric, hello, it's over. i leave for scotland in one week. et on parle anglais!
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HA!
It took me a minute or two to remember that band, I'm ashamed to admit. I'll have to tell that story sometime while I still remember it. I admit I only recognized about half those lyrics, but there aren't many of us who'll recognize that last one. I wonder what happened to Little Fish?
Thanks for the call. I owe you mail.
Posted by pjm | avril 26, 2005 4:45 PM
Posted on avril 26, 2005 16:45
Well, I used to be a woman,
you know
I took you for a ride,
I let you fly my airplane
It looked good for your pride
neil young... last trip to tulsa
Posted by Pops | avril 26, 2005 7:32 PM
Posted on avril 26, 2005 19:32
If you're like me, when you get to Scotland, you'll wish they spoke French, which might be easier to understand than their brand of English.
Bonnes vacances et bon retour !
Posted by Steve | avril 29, 2005 12:45 AM
Posted on avril 29, 2005 00:45