What are you listening to?

[life]

drugs dont work, the verve

[Inscrutable Banana]

[metamorphosis]

Salvador Sánchez Narváez (January 26, 1959 - August 12, 1982) was a Mexican boxer born in the town of Santiago Tianguistenco, Estado de México. Many of his contemporaries as well as boxing writers believe that, had it not been for his premature death, Sanchez could have gone on to become the greatest Featherweight boxer of all time.^[1]
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Salvador_S%C3%A1nchez




Sun Kil Moon - Salvador Sanchez
Salvador Sanchez arrived and vanished
Only twenty-three with so much speed
Owning the highway

Mexico City bred so many
But none quite like him sweet warrior
Pure magic matador

Pancho Villa would never rest
'Til 1925 he closed his eyes
'Til Manilla stars would rise

Gozo of the Philippines, choirs and angels sing
Ukulele strings play for his legend
Italy had a king

How have they gone
Fell by leather
So alone
Bound together

Benny "kid" Paret came a good way
Climbed to the grey sky to raise his hands
Stopped by the better man

Eyes of Los Rios cry for suns
Lost on distant shores, unforeseen horrors
Struck and delivered him

How have they gone
Fell by leather
So alone
Bound together

Why have they gone
Fell by leather
So alone
All bound together






Red House Painters - San Geronimo
Somewhere, up fifteen miles
Sifting through crackling vinyl
Lost memories of my youth
Are coming into view

Between lost hills divide
Quietly we sleep inside
Lost summers of my youth
I spent them all with you

Take ways by withered creeks
Lizards sunning in the streets
Small kitten stretches through
Green, empty yards you knew

Weekend in San Geronimo
Love how the starlit skies show
Weekend in San Geronimo
Sentiments within me glows

Somewhere, up fifteen miles
Barefoot on kitchen tile
When nights are warm and true
I'll spend them all with you

Weekend in San Geronimo
Love how the starlit skies show
Weekend in San Geronimo
Sentiments within me glows

Weekend in San Geronimo
Love how the starlit skies show
Weekend in San Geronimo
Sentiments within me glows

Weekend in San Geronimo
Love how the starlit skies show
Weekend in San Geronimo
Sentiments within me glows

Weekend in San Geronimo
Love how the starlit skies show
Weekend in San Geronimo
Sentiments within me glows
Weekend in San Geronimo






Bonnie Prince Billy - Raining in Darling
Darling
I can stay awake all night
and I would make mistakes, alright
cause the body asks so much.

Sweet thing
I give you what I reach
taken what I had to teach
and re-rendered it with such
with such
with such.

O, it don't rain anymore
I go outdoors
where it's fun to be
and I know you love me
I know you do.

[Meadowlark]

[Inscrutable Banana]

An old episode of Loveline.

[VickieKitties]

[metamorphosis]

Modest Mouse- The World at Large
Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.
If the world's at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.
You don't know where and you don't know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.

Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.
We'll float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well I'll float on maybe would you understand?

The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.
The day's get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.

I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven't got anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?

The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn't know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn't understand.

I know that starting over is not what life's all about.
But my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud.

[onawheel]

^^^♥



and because they flow so well together...

[metamorphosis]

"The Sick Note" Sean Cannon - The Dubliners
Dear Sir, I write this note to you to tell you of me plight
and at the time of writing, I am not a pretty sight;
me body is all black and blue, me face a deathly gray
and I write this note to say why Paddy's not at work today.

While working on the fourteenth floor some bricks I had to clear;
now, to throw them down from such a height was not a good idea.
the foreman wasn't very pleased, he beeing an awkward sod
he said I'd have to cart them down the ladders in me hod.

Now, clearing all these bricks by hand it was so very slow,
so I hoisted up a barrel and secured the rope below.
But in me haste to do the job I was to blind to see
that a barrelful of building bricks was heavier than me.

So when I untied the rope the barrel fell like lead
and clinging tightly to the rope I started up instead.
Well, I shot up like a rocket till to my dismay I found
that halfway up I met the bloody barrel comming down.

Well, the barrel broke me shoulder as to the ground it sped,
and when I reached the top I banged the pully with my head.
Well, I clung on tight through numbed shock from this almighty blow
and the barrel spilled out half the bricks fourteen floors below.

Now, when these bricks had fallen from the barrel to the floor
I then outweighed the barrel and so started down once more;
still clinging tightly to the rope, I sped towards the ground,
and I landed on the brocken bricks that were all scattered round.

Well, I lay there groaning on the ground, I thougth I'd passed the worst,
when the barrel hit the pully-wheel and then the bottom burst.
Well, a shower of bricks rained down on me, I hadn't got a hope
as I lay there moaning on the ground, I let go of the bloody rope.

The barrel than being heavier, it started down once more,
and landed right across me, as I lay upon the floor.
Well, it broke three ribs and my left arm and I can only say
that I hope you'll understand why Paddy's not a work today.

[VickieKitties]

Christian, I like how you post the lyrics too, maybe I'll do that next time.

[Inscrutable Banana]

Willie Dixon - God's Gift to Man



There's a shorter, alternate version of this song which features Buddy Guy, but I couldn't find it on YouTube. Here's a link to it on GrooveShark (volume slider defaults to 100%, so check your volume before clicking): http://grooveshark.com/s/God+s+Gift+To+Man/2EXNx1?src=5


Marion Black - Listen Black Brother



Another from the same artist if you feel so inclined: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=VMxPHX3Km_w


Solomon Burke - None of Us Are Free

[Misssy]

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=H2IQ_IniQ6sI I am depressed... and tired

[toaster little]

[metamorphosis]

Deerhunter - He Would Have Laughed
Off the album Halcyon Digest
A tribute the the late Jay Reatard.

Only bored as I get older
Find the ways to (cult)
Cult of time

Only bored as I get older
Find new ways to spend my time

I'm a gold digging man
Find my money, find my land
I'm a gold digging man
I won't rest 'til I buy your land

Sweetness cums suffering
In sweetness comes suffering
I won't rest till I can't breathe
I can't breathe with you
Looking at me

I get bored as I get older
Can you help me figure this out?

Come on, dream on:

"I lived on a table - I don't know where to go. I know my friends would. . . I know where my friends are now. I lived on a farm, yeah. I never lived on a farm. Where did my friends go? Where did my friends go?"

What do you do when you're sleeping?
Where did you go when you said:
"I don't need nobody on my bond"
Where do your friends go?
Where do they see you?
What did you want to be?
Ahh shut the hell...
Shut your mouth






Deerhunter - Helicopter
Take my hand and pray with me

My final days in company
The devil now has come for me
And helicopters circling the scene

And I pray for rest
Could you pray for us?
We know he loves you the best
We know he loves you the best

The light's inside my cave
I'm tired of my cave

Oh, these drugs, they play on me these terrible ways
They don't pay like they used to pay
I used to make it day to day

No one cares for me
I keep no company
I have minimal needs
And now they are through with me

Now they are through with me










Deerhunter - Neither of Us, Uncertainly










Deerhunter - Nothing Ever Happened
Only when I dream but there's no way out
You learn to talk, you learn to shout
Focus on depth that was never there
Eliminate what you can't repair

Nothing ever happened to me
Nothing ever happened to me
Nothing ever happened to me
Life just passing, flash right through me

Sleep through the winter to awake in spring,
Adjust your eyes to the state of things
Focus on depths that was never there
Nothing's easy nothing's fair

Nothing ever happened to me
Nothing ever happened to me
Nothing ever happened to me
Life just passing, flash right through me

I never, saw it coming
waiting for something, for nothing
I never, saw it coming
waiting for something, for nothing

[Inscrutable Banana]