Tuesday, September 28, 2004
Artist: Tom Waits
Who Turned Me On to the Artist: Don’t remember
Description: Gravel voiced, skid-row, madman-genius poet
Why I Relate: mostly the madman-genius poet part
Favorite Song: I Don’t Want to Grow Up
Favorite Lyric:
Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you
And from a window across the lawn
I watched you undress
Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair
That rose in strangled ebony curls
Moving in a yellow bedroom light
The air is wet with sound
The faraway yelping of a wounded dog
And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak
Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat
A light goes on and the door opens
And a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yard
Who Turned Me On to the Artist: Don’t remember
Description: Gravel voiced, skid-row, madman-genius poet
Why I Relate: mostly the madman-genius poet part
Favorite Song: I Don’t Want to Grow Up
Favorite Lyric:
Last night I dreamed that I was dreaming of you
And from a window across the lawn
I watched you undress
Wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven around your hair
That rose in strangled ebony curls
Moving in a yellow bedroom light
The air is wet with sound
The faraway yelping of a wounded dog
And the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak
Your house is so soft and fading as it soaks the black summer heat
A light goes on and the door opens
And a yellow cat runs out on the stream of hall light and into the yard
Thursday, September 09, 2004
Artist: The Cure
Who Turned Me On to the Artist: Erica Merchant
Description: Teenaged-angst for the very grown-up listener
Why I Relate: Robert Smith appeals to the weird, nerdy, angry loner that secretly lurks inside of me (inside us all). The Cure is my favoritest band of all time.
Favorite Song: Just Like Heaven
Favorite Lyric: (I could go on forever!)
(Boys Don't Cry) Misjudged your limits/Pushed you too far/Took you for granted/Thought that you needed me more/Now I would do most anything/To get you back by my side/But I just keep on laughing/Hiding the tears in my eyes/'Cause boys don't cry
(Icing Sugar)Your delicious/Dreaming/Slack jawed/Green eyed/Rub my nose in/Icing sugar/Smooth as/When this cold and deadly/Blade/Kissed the fruit/So soft/And gently breathing/Under your skin
(Shiver and Shake)You're just a waste of time/You're just a babbling face/You're just three sick holes that run like sores/You're a fucking waste/You're like a slug on the gir/lOh you're useless and ugly/And useless and ugly/And I shiver and shake/When I think of how you make me hate
(why Can't I Be You?)You're so gorgeous/I'll do anything/I'll kiss you from your feet/To where your head begins/You're so perfect/Yes, you're so right as rain/You make me/Make me/Make me hungry again/Everything you do is irresistable/Everything you do is simply kissable/Why can't I be you?
Who Turned Me On to the Artist: Erica Merchant
Description: Teenaged-angst for the very grown-up listener
Why I Relate: Robert Smith appeals to the weird, nerdy, angry loner that secretly lurks inside of me (inside us all). The Cure is my favoritest band of all time.
Favorite Song: Just Like Heaven
Favorite Lyric: (I could go on forever!)
(Boys Don't Cry) Misjudged your limits/Pushed you too far/Took you for granted/Thought that you needed me more/Now I would do most anything/To get you back by my side/But I just keep on laughing/Hiding the tears in my eyes/'Cause boys don't cry
(Icing Sugar)Your delicious/Dreaming/Slack jawed/Green eyed/Rub my nose in/Icing sugar/Smooth as/When this cold and deadly/Blade/Kissed the fruit/So soft/And gently breathing/Under your skin
(Shiver and Shake)You're just a waste of time/You're just a babbling face/You're just three sick holes that run like sores/You're a fucking waste/You're like a slug on the gir/lOh you're useless and ugly/And useless and ugly/And I shiver and shake/When I think of how you make me hate
(why Can't I Be You?)You're so gorgeous/I'll do anything/I'll kiss you from your feet/To where your head begins/You're so perfect/Yes, you're so right as rain/You make me/Make me/Make me hungry again/Everything you do is irresistable/Everything you do is simply kissable/Why can't I be you?
