Modest Mouse, "Missed The Boat"

For my current favorite song, I've found two different videos for it. The first sounds better, but the second one is a better video. Fantastic lyrics - little band, getting bigger with big talent. Isaac Brock is not to be underestimated.

Modest Mouse Wiki

MISSED THE BOAT
While we're on the subject
Could we change the subject now?
I was knocking on your ears
Don't worry, you were always out
Looking towards the future
We were begging for the past
Well we knew we had the good things
But those never seemed to last
Oh please just last

Everyone's unhappy
Everyone's ashamed
Well we all just got caught looking
At somebody else's page
Well nothing ever went
Quite exactly as we planned
Our ideas held no water
But we used them like a damn

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell
Saying yes, this is a fine promotion
Oh, and I laugh all the way to hell

Of course everyone goes crazy
Over such and such and such
We made ourselves a ??
We just used it as a crutch
We were suddenly uncertain
At least I'm pretty sure I am
Well we didn't need the water
But we just built that go god damn

Oh, and I know this all myself
I stood in front for all the people
Oh, and I know this all myself
We listen while life hangs on
And the sound of life's sweet bliss

Was it ever worth it?
Was there all that much to gain?
Well we knew we missed the boat
And we'd already missed the plane
We didn't read the invite
We just dance at our wake
All our favorites were playing
So we could shake, shake, shake, shake, shake

Tiny curtains open and we heard the tiny clap of little hands
A tiny man would tell a little joke and get a tiny laugh from all the folks
Sitting drifting around in bubbles and thinking it was us that carried them
When we finally got it figured out that we had truly missed the boat

Oh, and we carried it all so well
As if we got a new position
Oh, and we owned all the tools ourselves
But not the skills to make a shelf with
Oh, what useless tools ourselves

The Magic Numbers "Hymn For Her"

The Magic Numbers, Hymn For Her

As I wandered past through the old grey house
And the children laughed for they'd found me out
And the silly things I do when I'm around you
Make for wanting to believe that I had found you
And if Sunday rain
And if Sunday rain
I don't wanna know
Just like I won't forget your face
When I awake to find you here

Oh my lover won't you get away?
Love or loathe, I need to feel again
It won't hurt to find love in the wrong place
I've been hurt before, but all the scars have rearranged
It won't hurt to choose the path that we all walk along

Oh my lord I pray for just one day
Love or loathe, I need to feel again

It won't hurt to find love in the wrong place

I've been hurt before, but all the scars have rearranged

It won't hurt to choose the path that we all walk alone

When you love, and your love, it could never lie
Oh, when you love, and your love it could never die
Oh, when you love, and your love it could never lie
Oh, when you love, and your love it could never die

Oh, hymn for her

It won't hurt to find love in the wrong place
I've been hurt before, but all the scars have rearranged
It won't hurt to find love in the wrong place
I've been hurt before, but all the scars have rearranged
It won't hurt to choose the path that we all walk along

Oh my lord I pray for just one day
Love or loathe, I need to feel again

Seasick, Morrissey

The Pernice Brothers

Closer to Paradise, Patrick Watson

Train Song Link Here

Right away one can't help but notice the steady piano chord emulating resonance of a moving train on "Closer to Paradise" - with some other instrument echoing a train's whistle drifting off down some country railway track. What imagery has been created in this piece of music. Brilliant.

Sorry, can't embed the song, but the lyrics are just amazing

TOOK IT ALL - Sarah Harmer

You said I could have it all
You said it to me
With your eyes so wide, excited
I stop to see what you mean

In the drone of afternoon traffic
On a slope that's slippery
In the relative fear, invited
That keeps us company

We took it all
Without taking it away
We shook it
It didn't blow up in our face
This life's abundancy came clear to me

These hands are holding a kite of worry
That floats high and circles a pivot of fear
In the wind are the words that say "There's no time! Hurry!"
So we grab what we can
We think The End is near

We took it all
Without taking it away

We shook it
It didn't blow up in our face
This life's abundancy came clear

We can get back up
We can move from this ground
To where there is enough of everything
What has opened up this crevice at our feet
Has created a new sense of urgency

Without taking it away
We shook it
It didn't blow up in our face
This life's abundancy came clear

Joy Division film "Control" set to go and I can't wait!

Trailer:




The BBC interview/review has background on the film encircling the life and death of Ian Curtis.

More Smith Tales to come

PS June 13

It's hard to listen to a hard, hard heart
Beating close to mine
Pounding up against the stone and steel
Walls that I won't climb
Sometimes a hurt is so deep deep deep
You think that you're gonna drown
Sometimes all I can do is weep weep weep
With all this rain falling down

Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
When I'm holding on underneath this shroud
Rain

It's hard to know when to give up the fight
Two things you want will just never be right
It's never rained like it has to night before
Now I don't wanna beg you baby
For something maybe you could never give
I'm not looking for the rest of your life
I just want another chance to live

Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
When I'm holding on underneath this shroud
Rain

Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
When I'm holding on underneath this shroud
Rain

Strange how hard it rains now
Rows and rows of big dark clouds
When I'm still alive underneath this shroud
Rain Rain Rain

Music in the Workplace

Lip Dub - Flagpole Sitta by Harvey Danger from amandalynferri on Vimeo

my foolish boat is leaning, broken lovelorn on your rocks

On the floating, shipless oceans
I did all my best to smile
til your singing eyes and fingers
drew me loving into your eyes.
And you sang “Sail to me, sail to me;
Let me enfold you.”
Here I am, here I am waiting to hold you.

Did I dream you dreamed about me?
Were you here when I was full sail?
Now my foolish boat is leaning, broken lovelorn on your rocks.
For you sang, “Touch me not, touch me not, come back tomorrow.”
Oh my heart, oh my heart shies from the sorrow.
I’m as puzzled as a newborn child.
I’m as riddled as the tide.
Should I stand amid the breakers?
Or shall I lie with death my bride?
Hear me sing: “Swim to me, swim to me, let me enfold you.”
“Here I am. Here I am, waiting to hold you.”

Song Seven, Interpol

I LOVE THESE GUYS. John, I need to do the article.

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