Ah...great live band. 1993-2003 Maybe they will reunite (again)?
I lost my membership card to the human race
So don't forget the face
Because I know that I do belong here
Go down the checklist let's see:
Feelings are good
Dishonesty is bad
And keeping it inside is worse still
You want a problem well I guess we got one now
I really don't know how
There's injuns over every goddamn hill
What do you want me to say?
What do you want me to do?
To let you know that I do mean it
What do you want me to say?
What do you want me to do?
To let you know that I do mean it
What do you want me to say, yeah, yeah?
I see it coming from a million miles away
What else can I say?
The only way you know that I love you
And there's no eye-to-eye just Moses on the mount
Or I'm in for the count
You need your man above or below you
I cannot cry at will but I do wish I could
'Cause it'd do you some good
When every joke I make is treason
There was a time when you could make me laugh at will
And you can do it still
But never is it for the right reasons, yeah
What do you want me to say?
What do you want me to do?
To let you know that I do mean it
What do you want me to say?
What do you want me to do?
To let you know that I do mean it
What do you want me to say,
What do you want to hear?
To let you know that I do mean it
What do you want me to say, yeah?
What do you want me to say?
What do you want me to do?
To let you know that I do mean it
What do you want me to say?
What do you want me to do?
To let you know that I do mean it
What do you want me to say?
What do you want to hear?
To let you know that I do mean it.
What do you want me to say, yeah?
The Dplan Myspazz here
Saturday, July 26, 2008
Saturday, July 19, 2008
By Your Side - Beechwood Sparks
Exciting news this morning! (this is for you, and you know who you are)...
They are the tallest band I have ever seen, they look like two scarecrows in a cramped field onstage.
You think I'd leave your side baby
You know me better than that
You think I'd leave you down when you're down on your knees
I wouldn't do that
'cause I'll tell you you're right when you want
and if only you could see into me
oh when you're cold
I'll be there
hold you tight to me
When you're on the outside baby and you can't get in
I will show you you're so much better than you know
when you're lost and you're alone and you can't get back again
I will find you darling and I'll bring you home
and if you want to cry
I am here to dry your eyes
and in no time
You'll be fine
You think I'd leave your side baby
You know me better than that
You think I'd leave you down when you're down on your knees
I wouldn't do that
I'll tell you you're right when you want
And if only you could see into me...
oh when you're cold
I'll be there
hold you tight to me
when you're low
I'll be there
by your side
oh when you're cold
I'll be there
hold you tight to me
oh when you're low
I'll be there
by your side
I'll be there
by your side
oh when you're low
I'll be there
by your side
oh when you're low
I'll be there
by your side, baby
oh when you're low
I'll be there
by your side, baby
Labels:
Beechwood Sparks,
By Your Side,
Once we were trees,
Sade,
Subpop
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Everybody's Down - No Age
Punk rock and Xanax...this one's for the kids.
Not afraid of laughter
Sense of feeling too
All the things they feed with dirt
Make me feel like I can't do it
Everybody's down
Everybody's down
It's time to call someone to fall
But no one is around
I'm exhausted too Roy
Fighting for two bits
Makes me feel like I can't
Makes me feel like I can't do it
Everybody's down
Everybody's down
In every soul
In every town
Everybody's got me goin' ooooo
a-ooooo, a-ooooo, a-ooooo
We only hope when we're dead
Get no joy always hate within
Friday, June 27, 2008
When Water Comes to Life - Cloud Cult
I'm going to see Radiohead this summer. These guys remind me of Radiohead.
Cloud Cult makes their recordings using geothermal energy and tour using biodiesel.
Craig Minowa who founded the band lost his son Kaidin when he was 2. The child simply did not wake up one morning. Sad.
and when the angels come
they'll cut you down the middle
to see if you're still there
to see if you're still there
and underneath your ribs
they'll find the heart shaped locket
an old photograph of you in daddy's arms
and then they'll sew you closed
and give you back to the water
from where we're all born
from where we're all born
and you'll feed the ghosts
and you'll feed the living
you'll be a stranger
and you'll a friend
you'll be the leper
and you'll be the healer
you'll be the hero
and the tragedy
and when they sew you closed
they'll give you back to the water
from where we're all born
from where we're all born
and when they burn your body
all thats left is sand crystals
two tiny handfuls
all the rest is water, water, water
all you need to know
is you were born of water
you are made of water
you are living water, water, water
all you need to know
is you were born of water
you are made of water
you are living water, water, water
Their Myspace page.
Cloud Cult makes their recordings using geothermal energy and tour using biodiesel.
Craig Minowa who founded the band lost his son Kaidin when he was 2. The child simply did not wake up one morning. Sad.
and when the angels come
they'll cut you down the middle
to see if you're still there
to see if you're still there
and underneath your ribs
they'll find the heart shaped locket
an old photograph of you in daddy's arms
and then they'll sew you closed
and give you back to the water
from where we're all born
from where we're all born
and you'll feed the ghosts
and you'll feed the living
you'll be a stranger
and you'll a friend
you'll be the leper
and you'll be the healer
you'll be the hero
and the tragedy
and when they sew you closed
they'll give you back to the water
from where we're all born
from where we're all born
and when they burn your body
all thats left is sand crystals
two tiny handfuls
all the rest is water, water, water
all you need to know
is you were born of water
you are made of water
you are living water, water, water
all you need to know
is you were born of water
you are made of water
you are living water, water, water
Their Myspace page.
Saturday, June 21, 2008
The Music Lovers - Destroyer
Destroyer is a pretty hairy guy I've been told.
Feeling fine, but it must be the wine
Cause it's April 27th and my baby's still dying on me
We stole a gondola to sea
And ditched the chaperones on jewel-encrusted roans who called us 'unprofessional'
Deep down they knew,
Oh that we were the music lovers
People say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Here, the people say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Oh, but we were the music lovers
People say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Hear the people say - "They just didn't want it enough"
The time of your lives has been had
And your wives have been bad
And look, the private sector's not denied you for the last time
They're saying - "Those grapes go rotten on the vine"
Oh, but once we were the music lovers
People say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Here, the people say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Oh, but we were the music lovers
People say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Hear the people say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Sister, the world cannot hold us...
Brother, you can go your own way...
Original Fleetwood Mac here (embedding denied)
More Destroyer here.
Happy Saturday!
Feeling fine, but it must be the wine
Cause it's April 27th and my baby's still dying on me
We stole a gondola to sea
And ditched the chaperones on jewel-encrusted roans who called us 'unprofessional'
Deep down they knew,
Oh that we were the music lovers
People say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Here, the people say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Oh, but we were the music lovers
People say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Hear the people say - "They just didn't want it enough"
The time of your lives has been had
And your wives have been bad
And look, the private sector's not denied you for the last time
They're saying - "Those grapes go rotten on the vine"
Oh, but once we were the music lovers
People say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Here, the people say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Oh, but we were the music lovers
People say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Hear the people say - "They just didn't want it enough"
Sister, the world cannot hold us...
Brother, you can go your own way...
Original Fleetwood Mac here (embedding denied)
More Destroyer here.
Happy Saturday!
Labels:
Destroyer,
Fleetwood Mac,
The Music Lovers,
Your Blues
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Time To Pretend - MGMT
Yeah - I know everyone is listening to this. I never said that the blog would be groundbreaking. I just said that the songs, they'd be good.
This one is all about fate. It describes the shiny glam rock dream laced with sarcastic overtures that bring you right back down to reality. Luv it. And in the collective discussion about "sexy" indie rock that goes on, these guys are just that.
I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, in the prime of my life
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars
This is our decision, to live fast and die young
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute
Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredem and the freedom and the time spent alone
There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everyting must run it's course
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can watch the video here (embedding has been banned)
More from MGMT on myspace (but you'll hear them 'cause they're out on Columbia)
This one is all about fate. It describes the shiny glam rock dream laced with sarcastic overtures that bring you right back down to reality. Luv it. And in the collective discussion about "sexy" indie rock that goes on, these guys are just that.
I'm feeling rough, I'm feeling raw, in the prime of my life
Let's make some music, make some money, find some models for wives
I'll move to Paris, shoot some heroin, and fuck with the stars
You man the island and the cocaine and the elegant cars
This is our decision, to live fast and die young
We've got the vision, now let's have some fun
Yeah, it's overwhelming, but what else can we do
Get jobs in offices, and wake up for the morning commute
Forget about our mothers and our friends
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
I'll miss the playgrounds and the animals and digging up worms
I'll miss the comfort of my mother and the weight of the world
I'll miss my sister, miss my father, miss my dog and my home
Yeah, I'll miss the boredem and the freedom and the time spent alone
There's really nothing, nothing we can do
Love must be forgotten, life can always start up anew
The models will have children, we'll get a divorce
We'll find some more models, everyting must run it's course
We'll choke on our vomit and that will be the end
We were fated to pretend
To pretend
We're fated to pretend
To pretend
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah
You can watch the video here (embedding has been banned)
More from MGMT on myspace (but you'll hear them 'cause they're out on Columbia)
Saturday, June 7, 2008
You! Me! Dancing! - Los Campesinos!
LC played at a venue I don't like but I saw the show with people I like. It started way too early and so we were let in free of charge. What I expected wasn't much, what I saw was pretty awesome. Especially for a bunch of kids...or make that because of it?
They do a pretty alright cover of Pavement's "Frontwards".
This song is about dancing, one of the better ones on the matter. If I had a song choice about pool-side lounging that would have been ok too. Any suggestions?
The beats, yeah, they were coming out the speakers
and were winding up straight in your sneakers.
And I'm dancing like every song who spends his bizzle
like all my dance heroes would if they existed.
And yeah it's sad that you think that we're all just scenesters
(and even if we were it's not the scene you're thinking of)
to taking props from nineties boy band fashions
all crop tops and testosterone passion.
If there's one thing I could never confess,
it's that I can't dance a single step.
It's you!
It's me!
And there's dancing! (x2)
Not sure if you mind if I dance with you,
but I don't think right now that you care about anything at all.
And oh, if only there were clothes on the floor,
I'd feel for certain I was bedroom dancing.
And it's all flailing limbs at the front line.
Every single one of us is twisted by design
and dispatches from the back of my mind
say so long as we're here everything is alright.
If there's one thing that I could never confess,
it's that I can't dance a single step.
It's you!
It's me!
And there's dancing! (x2)
The video is sweet too. We should all get down with the dancing...
You can find more music from LC here.
They do a pretty alright cover of Pavement's "Frontwards".
This song is about dancing, one of the better ones on the matter. If I had a song choice about pool-side lounging that would have been ok too. Any suggestions?
The beats, yeah, they were coming out the speakers
and were winding up straight in your sneakers.
And I'm dancing like every song who spends his bizzle
like all my dance heroes would if they existed.
And yeah it's sad that you think that we're all just scenesters
(and even if we were it's not the scene you're thinking of)
to taking props from nineties boy band fashions
all crop tops and testosterone passion.
If there's one thing I could never confess,
it's that I can't dance a single step.
It's you!
It's me!
And there's dancing! (x2)
Not sure if you mind if I dance with you,
but I don't think right now that you care about anything at all.
And oh, if only there were clothes on the floor,
I'd feel for certain I was bedroom dancing.
And it's all flailing limbs at the front line.
Every single one of us is twisted by design
and dispatches from the back of my mind
say so long as we're here everything is alright.
If there's one thing that I could never confess,
it's that I can't dance a single step.
It's you!
It's me!
And there's dancing! (x2)
The video is sweet too. We should all get down with the dancing...
You can find more music from LC here.
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