It was only about 15 seconds after I heard to vocals on the Beth Hart track that I was scrambling on teh floor searching frantically for my dropped jaw.....(wait for it)...
...Literally (JK LOL
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A song that literally gave you chills
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It was only about 15 seconds after I heard to vocals on the Beth Hart track that I was scrambling on teh floor searching frantically for my dropped jaw.....(wait for it)...
...Literally (JK LOL
)
Not much of a Jimmy Buffet fan (brother is though), but Shanika Shakur's vocals on Son of A Son at Las Vegas is very powerful.
The lady she hails from Trinidad
Island of the spices
Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet
And the rum is for all your good vices
Not the exact live version but this one is pretty good also.
The lady she hails from Trinidad
Island of the spices
Salt for your meat and cinnamon sweet
And the rum is for all your good vices
Not the exact live version but this one is pretty good also.
This is one of the best posts I have seen in a very long time. So many great points. Very glad you didn't get defensive and see my words as criticism, they weren't.
I need to get on with a few things, but wanted to respond to comment a bit.
1 - I hate jam bands too. And, I tend to be an analytical, linear and possible binary thinker as well. I think it's why I am not a songwriter, but a contributor, editor, refiner of something already in progress - give me a blank canvass and I got nothin'!
2 - As you pointed out, past experience and other things really play into this, as I mentioned I was 14 when I saw it, so I bring with me that mindset anytime I see it. Funny though, I don't do the same with Zeppelin's Song Remains the Same movie - the first time I was exposed to them, and it changed my life - that's when I wanted to be in a band. However, looking at that movie - what a mess!! I hate watching it now. Still love the Last Waltz though. Weird.
3 - Never been a Dylan fan either. But, while assembling a slide show for my sons Bar Mitzvah last month, that song was suggested. It was the first time I "listened" to the song, and the words struck me to the core. I couldn't work on the slide show without tearing up. In that song, for me, is everything one could want for their child. I posted the Warren Zevon song for a similar reason. My brother used that track for a memorial slide show for our Dad when he passed last year. The words, again, are what I imagine anyone could possible hope for after passing away. Hearing his delivery - while facing death - that sort of honesty, and gift, simply boggles my mind. I am trying to learn how to be that open and honest.
I could comment on a few other things you mentioned in your excellent post, but I gotta run, plus I think I have derailed this enough for now.
So, back OT, here is one that chilled me when I heard/saw it. Much more recent.
L Anthony wrote:
There was a song called "D.O.A." by some band back in the early 70s. It was about an airplane that had flown into something (another airplane, I believe), and it described the ensuing scene and carnage.
Really freaked me out when I was in grade school...
Our chorus director in junior high school played that for us and freaked us all out
..."laying here looking at the ceiling
someone lays a sheet upon my chest
something warm is rolling down my fingers
pain is flowing all through my back.......
There was a song called "D.O.A." by some band back in the early 70s. It was about an airplane that had flown into something (another airplane, I believe), and it described the ensuing scene and carnage.
Really freaked me out when I was in grade school...
Our chorus director in junior high school played that for us and freaked us all out
..."laying here looking at the ceiling
someone lays a sheet upon my chest
something warm is rolling down my fingers
pain is flowing all through my back.......
Ha!! The Wreck took place on Lake Superior. The Edmond Fitzgerald had just come in from Lake Erie and docked up in Lake Michigan to port to take on more ore. It was crossing through Lake Superior when the storm hit.
I am on my phone so I can't post a link, and I'm not a big Kelly Clarkson fan, but her live performance of "Piece by Piece" on American Idol (give me a break my wife watches it) really choked me up.
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I still love Rafiohead, though a lot of their electronic stuff is not my favorite. It's cool to hear them do a tune like that live with just a guitar.
we've all heard the opening in the movies, but later on...Dulcissime
not that I'm into female vocalists or anything, but that obbligato melody...
Liz keeps doing it, we've already had one entry from this album, this is the other one covering Roy Harper
a song by Pylon
only the full version please
Alan Cummings and only Alan Cummings in Cabaret, it's all great but this gives the shivers
not that I'm into female vocalists or anything, but that obbligato melody...
Liz keeps doing it, we've already had one entry from this album, this is the other one covering Roy Harper
a song by Pylon
only the full version please
Alan Cummings and only Alan Cummings in Cabaret, it's all great but this gives the shivers
This one still gives me chills every time I listen to it.
It is very Australian and knowing the back story is almost required to appreciate how well they did with this song.
In 1822, Alexander Pearce and a group of convicts escaped from the penal colony of Macquarie Harbour in Tasmania and headed east across the mountains toward Hobart. After 15 days without food, the remaining members of the party began to kill, and eat, each other to survive. Pearce was the only survivor.
It is one of those songs where listening to the lyrics is an absolute must. It also helps that the lead singer is capable of screams and yells like a true psycho.
We left Macquarie Harbour it was in the pouring rain
None of us quite sure if we would see England again
Some fool muttered death or liberty
There was six of us together a jolly hungry crew
And as the days went by you know our hunger quickly grew
Some fool muttered death or liberty
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were grumbling all through the night so dark
We were only trying to keep ourselves alive
But when the sun came up next morning well the six had turned to five
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
All five of us were nervous and I'll tell you that's a fact
But you should have seen the bastard who was carrying the axe
He was a sick man he had murder in his heart
And then we reached the Franklin River, and it took two days to cross
We were wet and almost starvin' and for food were at a loss
We were hungry men with murder on our minds.
So that night we made a fire out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were rumbling all through the night so dark,
And they were making noises the dead could not ignore
and when the sun came up next morning, the five had turned to four!
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Well the four of us kept marching to a place called Western Teirs
A country full of tasty game but for us it held no cheer
We had no guns we were traveling without hope.
But the axe it loomed so ominous and God's hand was at play
A sick man is a type of game which can not run away
So stay easy, my poor man, your time's at hand.
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were grumbling all through the night so dark
I can't say I feel guilty, after all it wasn't me
But when the sun came up next morning the four had turned to three
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Well the three of us kept moving but one was fading fast
He had been bitten by a snake and you could see he would not last
Stay easy my good man your time is at hand
And when he could last no longer his days were fading fast
We were far to weak to carry him subsistence it comes first
Stay easy my good man your time is at hand
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were grumbling all through the night so dark
It was a messy job but it was one we had to do
But when the sun came up next morning the three had turned to two
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Now he had been looking at me funny, sort of eyeing me for days,
And you would not need to be too bright to know that bastard's ways:
He was a sick man, he had murder in his heart.
But even bastards have to rest, and even bastards have to sleep,
And when he was in the land of Nod straight over I did creep,
And the axe that he had wielded now was mine.
So that night, I made the fire, out of twigs and out of bark,
And my stomach it kept rumbling all through the night so dark.
I can't say that I enjoyed it, and it wasn't exactly fun,
But when the sun came up next morning, the two had turned to one!
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Well now history is a pack of lies, as any fool can tell,
So when I got down to Hobart town I told my story well,
But do you think they would believe one word I said?
For they thought that I was covering for my mates still at large,
Said they'd be roaming in the bush so wild and free,
And back to old Macquarie Harbour they sent me
But I remember the fires made out of twigs and made of bark
And my stomach it was grumbling all through the night so dark
And this young fool he just said to me it's liberty or death
And he looked a rather tasty one, I just could not help it singing
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe
When I get down to Hobart town
It is very Australian and knowing the back story is almost required to appreciate how well they did with this song.
In 1822, Alexander Pearce and a group of convicts escaped from the penal colony of Macquarie Harbour in Tasmania and headed east across the mountains toward Hobart. After 15 days without food, the remaining members of the party began to kill, and eat, each other to survive. Pearce was the only survivor.
It is one of those songs where listening to the lyrics is an absolute must. It also helps that the lead singer is capable of screams and yells like a true psycho.
We left Macquarie Harbour it was in the pouring rain
None of us quite sure if we would see England again
Some fool muttered death or liberty
There was six of us together a jolly hungry crew
And as the days went by you know our hunger quickly grew
Some fool muttered death or liberty
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were grumbling all through the night so dark
We were only trying to keep ourselves alive
But when the sun came up next morning well the six had turned to five
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
All five of us were nervous and I'll tell you that's a fact
But you should have seen the bastard who was carrying the axe
He was a sick man he had murder in his heart
And then we reached the Franklin River, and it took two days to cross
We were wet and almost starvin' and for food were at a loss
We were hungry men with murder on our minds.
So that night we made a fire out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were rumbling all through the night so dark,
And they were making noises the dead could not ignore
and when the sun came up next morning, the five had turned to four!
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Well the four of us kept marching to a place called Western Teirs
A country full of tasty game but for us it held no cheer
We had no guns we were traveling without hope.
But the axe it loomed so ominous and God's hand was at play
A sick man is a type of game which can not run away
So stay easy, my poor man, your time's at hand.
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were grumbling all through the night so dark
I can't say I feel guilty, after all it wasn't me
But when the sun came up next morning the four had turned to three
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Well the three of us kept moving but one was fading fast
He had been bitten by a snake and you could see he would not last
Stay easy my good man your time is at hand
And when he could last no longer his days were fading fast
We were far to weak to carry him subsistence it comes first
Stay easy my good man your time is at hand
So that night we made fires out of twigs and out of bark
And our stomachs they were grumbling all through the night so dark
It was a messy job but it was one we had to do
But when the sun came up next morning the three had turned to two
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Now he had been looking at me funny, sort of eyeing me for days,
And you would not need to be too bright to know that bastard's ways:
He was a sick man, he had murder in his heart.
But even bastards have to rest, and even bastards have to sleep,
And when he was in the land of Nod straight over I did creep,
And the axe that he had wielded now was mine.
So that night, I made the fire, out of twigs and out of bark,
And my stomach it kept rumbling all through the night so dark.
I can't say that I enjoyed it, and it wasn't exactly fun,
But when the sun came up next morning, the two had turned to one!
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe,
When I get down to Hobart town
Well now history is a pack of lies, as any fool can tell,
So when I got down to Hobart town I told my story well,
But do you think they would believe one word I said?
For they thought that I was covering for my mates still at large,
Said they'd be roaming in the bush so wild and free,
And back to old Macquarie Harbour they sent me
But I remember the fires made out of twigs and made of bark
And my stomach it was grumbling all through the night so dark
And this young fool he just said to me it's liberty or death
And he looked a rather tasty one, I just could not help it singing
And I said, right there's another one, don't you frown,
Chew the meat and hold it down,
It's a tale they won't believe
When I get down to Hobart town
