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Devin's Favorite Music:
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The Lamb lies down on Broadway - Genesis | Gimmee Shelter - Rolling Stones |
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Foxtrot - Genesis | Watching You Without Me - Kate Bush |
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The Wall - Pink Floyd | Scream thy Last Scream - Pink Floyd (old rare song by Syd Barrett) |
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Hounds of Love - Kate Bush | Supper's Ready - Genesis |
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Thick as a Brick - Jethro Tull | Drowse - Queen |
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Led Zeppelin IV - Led Zeppelin | Easy Money - King Crimson |
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Ommadawn - Mike Oldfield | Happy Phantom - Tori Amos |
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White Album - Beatles | Get it Back - Gentle Giant |
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The Graduate - Simon and Garfunkle | Going to California - Led Zeppelin |
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Wish You Were Here - Pink Floyd | Lucky Man - Emerson, Lake, and Palmer |
Albums I am listening to currently (November 2, 2004):
Songs that are rattling around my head (November 19, 2004):
Favourite Musical Lyrics:
Good songs can have some amazing lyrics in them. Here are the ones that are currently ringing through my head:
Wake your reason's hollow vote
Wear your blizzard season coat
Burn a bridge and burn a boat
Stake a lizard by the throat
---King Crimson from "Lizard"
[Note: I could write three pages on this one verse...it's one of the most amazing little set of words I have ever encountered. The inner rhymes, aliteration, and self-references are so dense it's mind boggling. Take a long, hard look at it. Roll it over your tongue. Everytime you revisit it you will find something new. Almost like a good wine!
A brief listing:
1. Vote, coat, boat, throat
- end rhyme
2. Wake, stake - rhymes at the beginning of the first and last
lines
3. Reason, season - internal rhymes
4. Burn, bridge, burn, boat - alliteration, internal to a line
5. Blizzard, lizard - another internal rhyme
6. Wake, wear - more alliteration, this time across two lines]
You fucked-up old hag
Ha-ha, charade you are
You radiate cold shafts of broken glass
---Pink Floyd from "Animals"
[Note: What a great insult! You radiate cold shafts of broken glass. Implies acerbicity, bitterness, pain, frigidity, rigidness, stubborness, destructiveness, and a sort of play on the antithesis of an angel's or saint's halo. You can't even get near this person without getting sliced to ribbons.]
Worship! cried the clown
I am a TV
---King Crimson from "In the Wake of Poseidon"
[Note: It doesn't get much more cynical than these two lines. Kind of says it all...doesn't it?]
No one told you when to run
you missed the starting gun
---Pink Floyd from "Dark Side of the Moon"
[Note: The song itself is amazing, an ode to wasted lives, missed opportunities, and looming demise, but these two lines encapsulate the theme perfectly.]
Thinking it right
doing it wrong
it's easier from an armchair
waves of alternatives
wash at my emptiness
have my eggs poached for breakfast
I guess
---Queen from "A Day at the Races"
[Note: Sort of in the same theme as the previous, just an amazing air of sarcasm mixed with fatalism and cynicism. It's better when taken in context with the entire song, but it basically speaks to a man who in his youth was going to be a world-shaker and now, his big decision for the day is how to cook his morning eggs. If that doesn't symbolize the death of youthful dreams...I don't know what does!]
Sure as you can steer a train
you can change your fate
---The Might Be Giants from "Flood"
[Note: The masters of one-liners (or in this case, two-liners) are at it again, in this instance with a nice little word flip that makes you think about what they just said and then appreciate the rather apt metaphor. Reminiscent of the line from "A Hitchiker's Guide to the Galaxy" which reads:
The Vogun ships hung in the air the way bricks don't
Of course the meaning should be clear, you cannot steer a train, and thus cannot change your fate.]
You watch the clock
move the slow hand.
I should have been home
hours ago.
But I'm not here.
I'm not here.
---Kate Bush from "Watching You Without Me"
[Note: A haunting song, all told, literally since it is about a ghost, but what gets me about the above quote is the phrase "I'm not here". Think about that. How, logically, could you EVER say that? You are always HERE...by definition. And that logical absurdity is a poignant expression of the loss the ghost feels in the song. The detachment from her former life.]
Woo Hoo! The time is getting closer.
Woo Hoo! Time to be a ghost.
Woo Hoo! Every day we're getting closer.
The sun is getting dim.
Will we pay for who we've been?
---Tori Amos from "Happy Phantom"
[Note: It's rare to hear someone sing with sincere exuberance about dying, while not being at all morbid or depressing or suicidal. Here is Tori singing about all the fun she will have being dead! Hooray! I'm going to die!]
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