Thursday, June 28, 2007

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

    Tuesday, June 19, 2007

    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.

    Sunday, June 17, 2007

    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

    Wednesday, June 13, 2007

    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

    Tuesday, June 12, 2007

    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.”

    Thursday, June 07, 2007

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