Things we know in our hearts but won't admit (2 Viewers)

[Mormon Nailer]

lyrics are not shit...but great!

check this out, Lambchop lyrics:

the old fat robin
sticks his beak into the ground
with the brain the size of an eraser
kitty runs by causes
the robin, she does floppin'
soon another one lands there to replace her
hear the tweeting and your sinuses
count the plusses and the minuses
turn frustration into sadness
say goodbye to mister badness
a strong gust of wind
blows upside my balding head
makes my balls shiver
makes a lump in my hoaky bed
except for a squirtle and some gasoline
completely distracted by the american dream
hear the tweeting and your sinuses
count the plusses and the minuses
and though I may be wrong
we're so glad you came along

Take a bow Kurt.

 

[Charlie Bucket]

Huh? I cried when they played Box Elder in Dublin.
And what about Here?

aw man when did they play box elder was is the first of 2 nights in the music centre in 97? i inly made it to the 2nd night - but "in the mouth a desert" was wicked"

apparently the wedding present cover box elder?

 

[coast to coast]

You can also string random words together because that is far easier than allowing anything of youself to be examined.

It's to be cool when you are being willfully obtuse and cynically keep a distance between yourself and your audience.

surely the point of is expression in art is that you can say whatever you want - you don't have to write husker du power ballads to touch people?

And the line "relationships, hey hey hey" is really great I think. But while we're talking about great lyrics:

The King's crossing was the main attraction
Dominoes are falling in a chain reaction
The scraping subject ruled by fear told me
"Whiskey works better than beer"
The judge is on vinyl, decisions are final
And nobody gets a reprieve
And every wave is tidal
If you hang around you're going to get wet
I can't prepare for death any more than I already have
All you can do now is watch the shells
The game looks easy that's why it sells
Frustrated fireworks inside your head
Are going to stand and deliver talk instead
The method acting that pays my bills
Keeps the fat man feeding in Beverly Hills
I got a heavy metal mouth, it hurls obscenity
And I get my check from the trash treasury
Because I took my own insides out
It don't matter cause I have no sex life
And all I wanna do now is inject my ex-wife
I've seen the movie
And I know what happens
It's Christmas time
And the needles on the tree
A skinny Santa is bringing something to me
His voice is overwhelming
But his speech is slurred
And I only understand every other word
Open your parachute and grab your gun
Falling down like an omen, a setting sun
Read the part and we turn out fine
It's a hell of a role if you can keep it alive
But I don't care if I fuck up
I'm going on a date
With a rich white lady
Ain't life great?
Gimme one good reason not to do it (because we love you, alright?)
This is the place where time reverses
And dead men talk to all the pretty nurses
Instruments shine on a silver tray
Don't let me get carried away
Don't let me get carried away
Don't let me be carried away

 

[Mormon Nailer]

aw man when did they play box elder was is the first of 2 nights in the music centre in 97? i inly made it to the 2nd night - but "in the mouth a desert" was wicked"

apparently the wedding present cover box elder?

It was on of the B sides of the 12 singles collection. Or one of the Bizarro B sides

I think it is on that white odds & sods album as well.

Dave Gedge was a big Pavement fan around westing/slanted time. An early adopter our Dave.

 

[Mormon Nailer]

surely the point of is expression is that you can say whatever you want

No that's the point of free speech.
whether youre actually expressing anything worth a shit is another matter altogether

- you don't have to write husker du power ballads to touch people?

Power Ballad!! - now you take that back

 

[coast to coast]

okay the last bit was just to wind you up.

i think i'm right about the first point. there aren't any rules in art except the ones you make up yourself. or is it only you who gets to decide what worth expressing?

 

[Mormon Nailer]

I agree there are no rules, but that is not the same as saying everything is of equal value.

If your house was on fire would you burn your hands to save say the last Sultans of Ping CD in existance while the last copies of Blonde on Blonde, or Still Feel Gone or Spring Hill Fair melt?

 

[plug]

what about country?

 

[egg_]

here aren't any rules in art except the ones you make up yourself

Except for this one:
Unless you connect with people it's not art, it's just self-expression

 

[coast to coast]

'connect' is far too vague a word to be using. there's no rules in art because its impossible to place a concrete definition art anyways.... i mostly think of it as being defined by what people can get away calling art and what people accept as a work of art. its not air-tight but its probably the most useful criteria i can think of.

i'm not saying all art is of the same value but you can't say its value is measured on some definite scale of good or bad or even against each other - its value is all contextual to the person who is experiencing it, no? yes!

 

[egg_]

'connect' is far too vague a word to be using ...
i'm not saying all art is of the same value but you can't say its value is measured on some definite scale of good or bad or even against each other - its value is all contextual to the person who is experiencing it, no? yes!

"communicate" is what I meant ... let's try this:

Unless you communicate with someone it's not art, it's just self-expression.

Similar to saying "its value is all contextual to the person who is experiencing it", but snappier, and more easily understood by The Common Man

 

[coast to coast]

so you're saying that unless the piece of art has an audience its not art, just self expression? can the artist be his own audience?




this is like a philophy tutorial

 

[egg_]

can the artist be his own audience?

No

 

[coast to coast]

what if he's listening to a song he wrote a few years ago and can't really exactly what he thought while he was writing/creating writing it?

 

[Mormon Nailer]

Who let the V word out of the box. There's no going home now.

 

[nlgbbbblth]

It was on of the B sides of the 12 singles collection. Or one of the Bizarro B sides

I think it is on that white odds & sods album as well.

Dave Gedge was a big Pavement fan around westing/slanted time. An early adopter our Dave.

It was on the b-side of the Brassneck 12". Released in February 1990.

 

[Mormon Nailer]

It was on the b-side of the Brassneck 12". Released in February 1990.

Was there a pavement cover on one of the 12 singles as well or do I have alzhimers?

 

[nlgbbbblth]

Was there a pavement cover on one of the 12 singles as well or do I have alzhimers?

You have alzheimers.

 

[Mormon Nailer]

Since this seems to have become the Lyrics are cool thread, and I started all this nonsense it only fair I should put one of my own favourites up for general ridicule:



Snow alights as dark sea grows
Then far below lies softly glowing
Snow turns slowly into water.

I know deep down hidden in you submarine bells chime
Gold and groaning – sunlit tonings – submerged sound sublime.

So the colder, deeper tolling
Reaches dissolution
You wish a viscous whirlpool
Go swirling ’round and ’round.
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I can watch in wonder as your gaze shifts past my shoulder
Just a glimpsed abyss that flashes at me.

I know deep down hidden in you submarine bells chime
Gold and groaning – sunlit tonings – submerged sound sublime.

Since the weakest currents bruise it
Someday I may lose this
Immersed in words and miss you
Kiss foaming waves goodbye.
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I slice the surface here beside you
Lungs filled liquid yell I Love You
Sound goes further underwater…

Deep and dark my submarine bells groan in green and grey
Mine would chime a thousand times to make you feel okay….
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[billygannon]

I reckon Mormon Nailer is a Nazi war poet.