| Tom Waits – Kentucky Avenue Lyrics | 1 month ago |
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Oh, Mr. Waits... If it weren't for you, what would I be listening after my breakups; remembering my dad in wishful thinking of a childhood that could've been; or simply in so many bedtime hours... Greater than life, you are. |
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| Mark Knopfler – Darling Pretty Lyrics | 9 years ago |
| Tom Waits's "Time" ? | |
| Mark Knopfler – Darling Pretty Lyrics | 9 years ago |
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Simply nice on this foggy morning... Seeing no comments (not that any are necessary, meaning is a lot self-explanatory), had to note it for the next casual passerby. |
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| Tom Waits – Hold On Lyrics | 9 years ago |
| Bowie might... | |
| Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Under This Moon Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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Sounds like a marriage, eh? After the great love, sublime, unique and the only possible life-term combination, there came a downhill, disappointment, betrayal of hopes, deception, and cruelties between the two, by the third, fourth and so on... But she's still the second best thing - after his dreams. To the point - he answered the phone, held back the rage (if any left, at this point), politely ended the conversation and then "scattered" all the blame to her. After the fight, there's still no letting go on each other. There can't be, as without her, his life would fall apart. As to her reasons, unknoen. "Alrightness" comes before sincerety, devoteness and all other things that makes the love so sweet. It's the metaphors that confuse me. What are "a yellow bird", "crazy old wounded moon", and what does he mean by their sinking to the seabed for rest? I doubt it has anything to do with drowning or death. |
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| Tom Waits – A Little Rain (For Clyde) Lyrics | 12 years ago |
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Hm, if I didn't know better, I'd suggest the total opposite - these verses might be coming from the lips of a murderer? For the shovel he is sleeping with could reveal to the listener the very tool used to cover (literally) the evidence. Or, merely a defensive weapon (but what would a parent do with a shovel, perhaps *argh* search?)... Either way, I wanted to point out the similarity between this song and another of my favourites - Nick Cave's "The Kindness of strangers". Bit less melancholic, but with a developing drama! |
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| Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Slowly Goes the Night Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Good point in the previous post. Although I've recognized a certain exaggeration in the interpretation (as this is not one of his super tender songs later in the career), it overlays so subtle with a sincere invocation of immediate sense of abandonment. Spectacular hommage to the legacy. And the first "So slowly goes the night" (also from the corrected version of the lyrics).. man, the chills! :) Love the way he gets excited through few verses, then suddenly steps back, deflates, exactly as disillusion of getting back together strikes at the forlorn one so painfully, over and over again. From a comfortable distance, one of my favourite lullabies... |
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| Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Jack the Ripper Lyrics | 13 years ago |
| Ergo, before you move in with her, make sure she's more than just "nice and kind". Especially if she needs your attention badly (i.e. keeps saying so). After a while, we all want more receiving and less giving... For true love, there'll always be great songs around :) | |
| Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Oh My Lord Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Amazing, once again, how he manages to construct a thriller around something, it seems to me, not more important than a single event of a "media intrusion" into the day of life of Nick Cave and his family. Truly amazing... And an entertaining bit of comparing the journalists' questioning of his work to the rugged check of J.C.'s vital signs :) Something quoted a favorite lyric, this one makes me shudder, so universal: "So that when you think you`re climbing up, man In fact you`re climbing down" |
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| Grinderman – Mickey Mouse and the Goodbye Man Lyrics | 13 years ago |
| Fuck yeah | |
| Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Helpless (Neil Young cover) Lyrics | 13 years ago |
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Well, recalling happy times, particularly a romantic moment in the sunset with a former love. In terms of Mr. Cave, as much a love song, as a Godly cherish. Can't make the final verse; in longing for the past, solitude extends a helping hand, time-out from the present...? |
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| Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Albert Goes West Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Following previous comments.. Albert, going west, might represent pioneer approach in pursuit for the resolution of the psychic disorientation, including opiates. Which, if chronological order could be presumed, ended poorly, so south direction, described above, had been undertaken (logical choice, given the power of neglected libido after break up). And finally, safe option of cooling down (north) and going to the bar (east) to meet perspective new affairs. But that was all beforehand, right now he's happy with just where he is. Which is, of course, merely an abstraction in the endless pool, so he "won't be held responsible" for any of it... |
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| Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Sail Away Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Well, first association moves to a dying man. Perhaps a soldier, but all that reveals him is a coat, not necessarily a strictly army gear. And dying, assuming a wounded man gets cold, buttons his coat, before the worst (death?) comes true. The brutality, the peril, city orphans - all this sketches a war image, and the pile of sorrows goes neatly (maybe too much) with it. And the girl is certainly a metaphor, an angel, divine representation, his Ovidius to heaven... It always thrills me over and over again how this artist manages to masquerade, transform, flip, combine.. very opposite things together! In this case, to sing a traumatic theme of war casualty into a simply beautiful celebration of hope... |
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| Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – Love Letter Lyrics | 14 years ago |
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Beside the unique beauty of these Cave's "simply love" songs, two things puzzle me: How does his grief and longing transform in outbreak of her kisses, in the rain metaphor? Poetic freedom, sure, but somehow I feel like something is missing. Usually on my part with this author... Then there is sorrowful understanding that the emotions are not mutual, and the letter can't fix what was not the cause of her scuttle: "all who'll come before me". Now, what about "slowly fading forms"? I just can't make anything from it... Please, help me deepen this already strong and gentle audio memory of someone, thanks. |
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