| Steely Dan – Hey Nineteen Lyrics | 7 months ago |
| @[LoFiGirl:53769] oops, wrong song my bad! Still not about that actually but about how ridiculous dating a 19 year old would be for them. More like trying to talk a girl out of it. We have nothing to even talk about… so no, not gonna happen. At least I’ve always seen this song in that context. More of a list of reasons to not go there. These guys are good guys, not Pervy or weird at all. Met at college and spent most of their time in the studio laughing at the lyrics they came up with… imo | |
| Steely Dan – Hey Nineteen Lyrics | 7 months ago |
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@[LoFiGirl:53768] I know the wife of one of them. Not young, married 35 years ago. This is not an advertisement for that. And this is now out “dating”. Thus the lines ‘ like a Sunday in TJ, it’s cheap but it’s not free, and I’m not what I used to be,and loves not a game for free.’ Steely Dan write about characters, not as characters. The song is about facing the inevitable stinging aging process, and being humiliated by his piers for paying hookers since he can’t get a real date of any kind now that he’s over the hill…if anything, they are totally making fun of this fool. Not about dating young women .. it takes abit of decoding to get what they are saying in most songs, and not very easy…and they didn’t want it to be. But songs like this are best to me to visualize as a kind of short noir movie |
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| The Replacements – Swingin' Party Lyrics | 7 months ago |
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@[scratcher:53767] An old western movies you often hear people being threatened with “you’re gonna swing for that“ or some such threat. But if you watch enough of them, which I have, you will hear people talk about a swinging party, which is a lynching usually done outside the jail But yes, just an execution by hanging could be called a swinging party . And the double meaning being a swinging-party as in a good party. |
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| Steely Dan – Daddy Don't Live In That New York City No More Lyrics | 1 year ago |
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OK, it’s cool that these songs evoke so many different stories and memories and stuff, I really love that. But I also think that this song is pretty much straightforward. A minor guy in the neighborhood who is a player… Not really a bad guy, but definitely doing different things Illegally And he has left the game and moved away. I personally see no references to Christianity or Judaism, the lower side was a Puerto Rican neighborhood by then most people were simply lapsed Catholics. There’s no reference to Any fatal car crashes or any of that and the four drum beats are just for drum beats. The reason he celebrates Sunday on Saturday night because the bars don’t close till 4 AM and usually didn’t close at all till 8 AM so it was literally Sunday morning by the time you left your Saturday night party. Lucy still drinks her Coke and rum… The neighborhood is still there and everything is still going on But without him. Gangsters Dr., Cadillacs and El Dorado’s because they are quite often very big men and would look ridiculous and a Celica… And be very uncomfortable. I don’t see any reference to pimping And having essentially grown up in that neighborhood never met a pimp on the lower east side. I knew pimps, but all the pimps I knew lived in motels or hotels. New York is very specific, Italians live in Little Italy and East Village had its own thing. Mostly drugs, and you have to travel in that line. You have to hustle… anyone driving out to Hackensack NJ would be called a fool. Even by themselves. Everyone put alcoholic beverages into a bag. It was called “giving the cops their respect“. When drinking outside, which everyone did it was believe that if you put it in a paper bag, so no one can see what you were drinking, it was called “giving the cups their respect” and so you would not get ticketed for public consumption. So it became a very common thing to do to drink Out of a paper bag. He was a local character and not really a bad guy and these were not deprave things. They were just the way it was back then… But as you get older, you can’t play those young men games anymore and if you’re smart you’ll get out while you’re head. But, “ We know that you’re smoking wherever you are” Simply means that you’re still cool wherever you are… Not Doobies or anything or fans… Him. We know where you are. You’re still the same cool guy even though you’ve retired… Respect. Anyway, that’s how I see it. |
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| The Ready Set – The Scientist Lyrics | 1 year ago |
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@[ElSlappo:52691] Apparently, the dude can’t spell either … L O L… But I’m pretty sure the whole point of the song is that a minor gangster has moved away and quit the game. Therefore, the reason he can’t come is because he’s no longer there in the neighborhood? Don’t really see any derogatory aspersions leveled at him as to his performance level with women… Lucy seems to have missed him? |
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| The Ready Set – The Scientist Lyrics | 1 year ago |
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@[ElSlappo:52690] Apparently he can’t spell either.. but you did make me laugh |
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| Steely Dan – Daddy Don't Live In That New York City No More Lyrics | 1 year ago |
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@[Rockinroyston:52689] Keep the good memories, there’s nothing sad or depraved going on. In essence a guy, a minor player in the neighborhood has retired… moved away and quit the life. This is a success … never knew on pimp in that neighborhood, and pimps didn’t stash women, they had them on the street cause that’s where the business was. But not in that neighborhood…everyone drank and partied there… doesn’t mean he was an alcoholic. But whatever he was up to, he gave it up and left. That was a happy ending in those days |
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| The Ready Set – The Scientist Lyrics | 1 year ago |
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@[roaddog73:52688] the bars in NYC close at 4am… and in those days that often meant that you lock the doors at 4 but the party went on till 8 or 9 or later. Plenty of after hours ‘private’ clubs too… like every other block. Didn’t open till midnight or 2am. So Saturday night often went on till Sunday morning literally. Most people were lapsed Catholics in the neighborhood. Latin Neighborhood btw. |
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| Steely Dan – Black Cow Lyrics | 1 year ago |
| Oh, and by the way imo, he may be saying that, may even believe that… but he ain’t done | |
| Steely Dan – Black Cow Lyrics | 1 year ago |
| Well, pretty close the previous thoughts…imo… I figure that they probably are involved in a type of romantic relationship. The book of numbers was something everyone would be familiar with in those days, a book of phone numbers, undoubtedly for hustling of many varieties, but I’d say the remedies are likely pills. As one of these would be strange to say about most other things. Downs were popular and pervasive at this time. Qualude, Tuinual valleum reds yellows, lotus 8’s etc. (Dyslexic obviously)… and of course, a big black cow was as I recall a vanilla shake filled with chocolate syrup… the kind of gooey ridiculously sweet stuff that down freaks loved | |
| Iggy Pop – Some Weird Sin Lyrics | 1 year ago |
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I promise you, this song is 100% about Heroine and the feelings that precede and demands its usage. The opening line, the feeling of being born out of place, and that others feel a part of. ‘They’ won’t give it up? The resentment and anger that you’ve been deliberately excluded by an uncaring world. So I’m standing at the worlds edge-outside the circle of humanity. I’m tying to break in. Maybe I can join this world of human support and warmth. Isn’t that what him and Bowie were doing in Berlin? Oh the sight of it all makes me sad and ill? A remembrance of the way most(not all) but most heroine addicts see the world even before the first usage. A confusing mass of unloving, cold and hostile people. This is what Heroine treats…and with out it and seen thru those eyes, it really is a sad and sickening sight. And THAT’S when I want, some weird sin. It is a weird sin. And considering the price it eventually demands, it is a dumb weird sin. Things get to straight-is simply normal life, which is unbearable. In the movie Drugstore Cowboy it’s attempted to be described to a normal person why even after being physically separated for even long periods of time, why would anyone return to it? Something like “one day the pressure of having to tie your shoes is just too much “. Stuck on a pin? Like a butterfly, pierced and exposed and unprotected. And after all this building pressure? Just a little relief, for awhile anyway. Head on a ledge? Nodding out…temporarily treated, relived and relaxed. One of the only privileges that come to you- out on the edge . Sorry so long, but so brilliant in its simplicity, not so easy to describe. If you disagree, perhaps because you have not felt this way, I’m happy for you, be glad |
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