Bob Dylan challenge......
ISN
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ya know the way Dylan's lyrics are so great......like beat.....rhyming......etc......can anyone write a long peom like 'tangled up in blue' (see sevensins thread)......about something.......something that music could be added to......I'll try, but not right now......my bird is cooking.....;).....and I ain't had enough wine yet.......of my shoes.....tangled up in blue
....they're asking me to prove why I should be allowed to stay with my baby in Australia, because I'm mentally ill......and they think I should leave......
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you tripped and skinned your shins....
and shouted whoever trips wins
and I knew then we were losers
in the graveyards of new orleans.....
in the graveyards of new orleans
we were high on natural things
on vodka, whisky and jim beam
we cursed and whupped and cried and screamed
in the graveyards of new orleans
in the graveyards of new orleans
mardi gras had bin and gone
and beads were getting very long
and we passed round a fruity bong
in the graveyards of new orleans
in the graveyards of new orleans
I'd met you when you were just thirteen
and dirty face, your soul was clean
and I was just a teenage queen
a vampire, looking for some spleen
in the graveyards of new orleans
you flowered....like a corsage
and your beauty grew with your age
when I saw you with your husband
I grew so mean
in the graveyards of new orleans......
he was driving a harley
and a real hell-chugging chopper bike....
his hair was long and curly
and dark and you looked at him as though you'd never seen
me before,
in the graveyards of new orleans.....
I saw a marble angel and I broke some flower pots
and it jus goes to show that lot's
wife always dies and turns to salt
and really as we left Sodom
why did you look back at the scene
in the graveyards of new orleans?
(inspired by easy rider)
but memories...they eat me
I've seen it all before,...
bring it on cause I'm no victim.
-Ghost
http://www.myspace.com/alotalotbetweenus
Actually, here's the first verse only, influenced by Motorpsycho Nitemare and 115th Dream:
Well, on Sunday afternoon I was a -sleepin' on the steps
of an ancient Georgian house that a kleptomaniac kept
I was swiggin' from a bottle of lysergic neat
when a munchkin from the alley came and chopped off both my feet
I wound up in a madhouse, I was screamin' for a nurse
when the doc said "He's a gonner", and went to call a hearse
There's a load more verses, but ya get the idea!
I need to go up into the loft and dig my early lyrics out out, but I really will. You know, I'm proud of all my teenage Dylan influenced stuff! Dylan's brilliant.
By the way, ISN, I'm not plugging, but did you ever check out meee songs?
http://www.myspace.com/crinnish
I waited for you when you didn't write
But you sent me a tape that was so concise
She had my child when I was just a kid
I asked her questions but kept the truth well hid
She told me that I had to go
We sat and watched the red river flow
The time is right to tell her that I
Heard she was with another guy
I bought you flowers
And built you a tower
And there I stood, feeling so well
As I watched you empire fell
You seem so peacfull and at ease
I hate to think you were just a tease
My hearts been broken, my lips been cracked
I looked for you underneath the tracks
I thought you'd be there with you eyes well lit
But they threw you inside the pit
Sweet lady that I wan so much
You're the one I've been thinking of
Nothing calms me like you touch
All i want is all your love
It hurts me bad to watch you walk
I love your voice everytime you tak
But you told me it's over and I believed it was
When I asked you why, you said, "Just because"
Now I see that you know the truth
Of everything about my youth
You were working as a postal clerk
I met you at your place of birth
We spent the summer in each other's hands
She was a little girl then, I didn't understand
That life can make you, or it can break you
I'll sing a song for you called "Baby Blue"
I'm sure you didn't fully comprehend
The meaning of the letter I had to send
I'll tell you what I know and believe
Listen to me before you leave
I waited for you to give me a kiss
I hate to see it end like this
Sweet lady that I want so much
You're the one I've been thinking of
Nothing calms me like your touch
All I want is all your love
Let's just leave it at goodbye
I don't want to listen to you cry
I know that you are happy now
Can't you see I took my last bow
Please don't make it any worse
Up around the corner comes your hearse
You killed me with a blow to my heart
I wish we never had a start
I told you secrets of my past life
I always wished you'd become my wife
The backyard's full of gypsy queens
And faded memories of what you've never been
The children are grown and have left home
For a life that you will never know
I apologize for everything I've done
And all the prizes that I have won
I'll wait for you on the mountan top
My love for you will never stop
Sweet lady that I want so much
You're the one I've been thinking of
Nothing calms me like you touch
All I want is all your love
i see the trees and the honor
the names and the flowers
the tears for feelings i never knew
and still im going down into a fire
still shouting out to everyone my desire
to save can change a word like desire chorus
we leave together or burn forever
as far as i know youve been waiting for 28 years
who would ever know an idea sprouting out of the word
and from where i live i could understand the idea
that i wouldnt ever ask you to follow me
maybe its the dreams filing grievances
and reality steps forward out of the darkest sleep
and becoming the daylight
i found myself in a world of loss
i thought i was dead and paying for what i had done
yet every day even when i hold back the anger
and hold back the tears
theres someone who loves
and sometimes its far away
its always there though
i think life is about appreciating love
no I didn't, and I am absolutely shocked.....how could I have overlooked something as wonderful as this.....faith in blame......you sound so gorgeous......I can hear the Irish in you.......really professional......the guitar is a bit aggressive, but that's the way I like it......your voice is phenomenal in faith in blame......I'm skipping through the next one, which isn't really a hit.....but faith in blame is a hit.....(if a little bit long)......I didn't finish Westgate in Grey.....but now I'm onto the third one......Richard, sincerely......you are a brilliant musician......hugs n kisses......Cath......the third one is not as good as the first......skipping it.....moving onto the last one....and, yes, I like the last one.....a really confident voice and musician.....this is a brilliant discovery......hell, I'm happy about this
She said, "But it's Friday night."
And I told her, "It'll be Friday tomorrow."
"Get some sleep. It'll be alright."
And I kept on burning the gas I'd borrowed.
She wants to make the most of her days;
Make sure she's drunk come the Last Call.
Cause money ain't nothing--it's time that pays
And wasted time ain't time at all.
(I said) Ya gotta get living...(Yeah, ya gotta get living)
And that ain't nothing, honey,
But getting and giving.
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
desire
highway
.....from way back when..
I am your child, before it is born
testing your patience, needing your love
i am your god tell me what your looking for
I am everywhere why do you look above
i am your friend in times of need
I may not show it but inside i bleed
Everywhere you go, i'm by your side
Everyone you know has secrets they will hide
but all the walls will fall over time
all the walls will fall over time
an angry river grows more confident
with each falling drop of rain
a weak man feels weaker with every ounce of pain
a strong man seems stronger when he's met with the same
he can calm the angry river
that' s swollen from the rain
....it makes no sense..or does it...?
HARTFORD '96
HARTFORD '98
JONES BEACH '00
PHILADELPHIA '03
ALBANY '03
MSG I '03
MANSFIELD III '03
HOLMDEL '03
BOSTON I ' 04
Bob Dylan Unplugged (3 cd's)
that's one excellent song......:)
"Desire" is probably his most accessable (spelling?) album.
But his most famous albums are:
"Highway 61 Revisited" (probably his most famous cuz it has the song "Like A Rolling Stone"
"Blonde On Blonde (probably his best lyrical and musical album and usually considered his masterpiece)
"The Freewheelin' Bob Dylan" (his second album, completely folk but incredible, includes many famous songs including "Blowin' In The Wind"
"Blood On The Tracks" (his best from the 70's, very sad and emotional, great lyrics about heartbreak)
"Bringing It All Back Home" (The first 8 songs are electric with a full band (first time he has done it on record) and the last 4 songs are folk. Magnificent album. Includes the songs "Subterranean Homesick Blues" and "Mr. Tambourine Man")
You really can't go wrong with any Bob Dylan albums from the 60's and mid 70's
and if you really get into him I suggest "Another Side Of Bob Dylan." It's his last folk album and it doesn't really have any big famous songs but the whole album is just so hypnotic. It has really great lyrics to. It's his best folk album in my honest opinion, it's also probably his funniest album lyrically)
crazed and merry,
he lived on the outside of town,
crazed and merry,
he lived on the outside of town,
in a house with nine children,
a foundation crumblin' down.
no one asked him why he laughed,
some asked him how you do,
no one asked him why he laughed,
some asked him how you do,
as he kept on with a toothless smile,
disturbed as it was true.
in the mountains of kentucky,
he walks and sells his shine,
in the mountains of kentucky,
he walks and sells his shine,
and yet he brings home nothin'
to feed his family nine.
he once worked the coal mines deep,
in the mountains of his kin,
he once worked the coal mines deep,
in the mountains of his kin,
now he's spit upon and viled,
by the specter of his sin.
There's nine breezes blowin'
All around the cabin door
There's nine breezes blowin'
All around the cabin door
Nine crack shots ring out
Like the ocean's pounding roar
There's nine people dead
In a south Kentucky home
There's nine people dead
In a south Kentucky home..
Somewhere in South Dakota
There's nine new people born.
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
The risk I took was calculated, but man, am I bad at math - The Mincing Mockingbird
There's this lady
feelin' tight in her chest,
world's pressin' in
and she wears it like a vest,
but it's more of a corset
n' someone's pullin' the strings,
just wish she could cast it off
and spread her beautiful wings!
{{{{ISN}}}} Keeping ya in my thoughts and hoping you feel better lickedy split, sweetheart!
ISN ... it's OK. Please be OK. We love you. It's true.
As she slams the door in his drunken face
And now he stands outside
And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
And his tears fall and burn the garden green
your kind wishes mean a lot to me......more than I can articulate, and I really appreciate the family-feel of this place and all the wonderful people on the board.....I hope I haven't said anything rash (eg. yesterday), and feel I must wade through the crap I wrote when I was out of it yesterday, in case I was overly insulting......hehehehehehe......one of the symptoms of my decline is a tendency to be garrullous - shut up ISN!!!!hehehehehehe
please go back to whatever you were doing....heheheheh (I liked your peom Being)
Im leaving the fridge door
open
to light me to your room,
for its all that i can do,
for it talks to me in tongues.
says "young boy, to see me you must be free.
Can you even find your elbow from your knees?"
Miss Dutchess she warns
me not to eat the food
from your table
but Ill sit down to feast
and watch the jester
perform soap operas starring
Cain and Abel
then the bouncers of truth
said " Man, its time to leave.
Your invitation is expired
as my head hit the dirt
how i wished for the sense to retire
my beds like the ocean
its got some rough seas ahead
the pillows a ship
and the crews been long dead
with the captain that lost his compass
he just searches his maps
with a pencil he calls trust.
and the fridge light burns on
giding me to your oom
and if that bulb goes out
it ll always be too soon.
INTER-FUCKING-MISSION!!!
Newcastle-Riverside 02/22/92!!!
E.rutherford New Jersey 01/06/06
Athens -Greece.survived !barely-
Wembley 18/06/07- no words- just smiles!
im seeing Mr Dylan in concert again in Nov!
Weekenders
Bob played the blues
and we sat and got wasted
5ft away from Baby Blue
2 hours later it was all over
never thought the day would come
" How does it feel" he sang
like a parade from here
So I sat and got wasted time and again
so im driving
and the skys as red as my face the day SHE told me "its over"
but its good and the storm is attacking the car
but im here and I'm warm and she's too.
Ryan went crazy
48 hours later
blowin and puffin his harp
On the plane far away
the moon was so bright
im sure he's trying to keep me awake
rested head on the window
but frost kept it cool
no space for my ecomomy legs
do 1st class grow limbs that are doubled in size?
too much wine
to allow me to drive
so walked on the edge of the cliff
she said I love you
and I said I do too
but did I mean it
I really don't know
After the party i fell down a hole
same hole as I fell down before
. they all fucking laughed
and I howled too,
as soon as I got off the floor.
For a bottle of wine or three or four
and a weekend I want to repeat
I'd give it all up to do it all over and over again.
INTER-FUCKING-MISSION!!!
Newcastle-Riverside 02/22/92!!!
E.rutherford New Jersey 01/06/06
Athens -Greece.survived !barely-
Wembley 18/06/07- no words- just smiles!
Ah, the sultry one!