Music That Fills Your Soul

seamusz · October 6, 2005

While sitting here, at work, I have an artist named Nick Drake Playing on my machine. He is one of the most musically pleasing artists I have ever listened too. His album Pink Moon is one of the greatest albums ever, imo. Beautiful and mellon collie, anyone would love this album.

Just thought I'd share.

Snow · October 7, 2005

Originally posted by seamusz@Oct 6 2005, 11:36 AM
Music That Fills Your Soul
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Ya - I guess

Come my baby, dressed in white

Hey baby, won’t you stay the night

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Come my baby, dressed in red

Hey baby, won’t you come to bed

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Hey baby, won’t you please come quick

This old cocaine’s makin’ me sick

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Come my baby, dressed in green

Hey baby, can’t be seen

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Hey baby, won’t you please come quick

This old cocaine’s makin’ me sick

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Come my baby, dressed in red

Hey baby, won’t you come to bed

Cocaine, all around my brain.

Outshined · October 7, 2005

When I want mellow, pleasing music, I reach for some Diana Krall. Very talented, and the fact that she's beautiful is a bonus. B)

Otherwise I'm likely to be listening to something loud, like Metallica.

Setheus · October 7, 2005

He was a hard-headed man he was brutally handsome

And she was terminally pretty

She held him up and he held for ransom

In the heart of the cold, cold city

He had a nasty reputation as a cruel dude

They said he was ruthless said he was crude

They had one thing in common

They were good in bed

She said, ’faster, faster.

’the lights are turning red.’

Life in the fast lane

Surely make you lose your mind

Life in the fast lane

Are you with me so far?

Eager for action hot for the game

The calling attraction the drop of the name

They knew all the right people

They took all the right pills

They threw outrageous parties

They paid heavenly bills

There were lines on the mirror, lines on her face

She pretended not to notice she was caught up in the race

Out every evening until it was light

He was too tired to make it she was too tired to fight about it

Life in the fast lane

Surely make you lose your mind

Life in the fast lane

Everything all the time

Life in the fast lane

Glowing and burning blinded by thirst

They didn’t see the stop sign

Took a turn for the worse

She said, ’listen baby. you can hear the engine rev.

’we’ve up and down this highway, haven’t seen a ******* thing.’

He said, ’call the doctor. I think I’m gonna crash.’

’the doctor say he’s coming but you gotta pay in cash.’

They were rushing down that freeway,

Messed around and got lost

They didn’t care they were just dieing to get off and it was

Life in the fast lane

Surely make you lose your mind

Life in the fast lane

Setheus · October 7, 2005

Take a look at the mountain

Stretching a mile high

Take a look at the ocean

Far as your eye can see

And think of Me

Take a look at the desert

Do you feel like a grain of sand?

I am with you wherever

Where you go is where I am

And I’m always thinking of you

Take a look around you

I’m spelling it out one by one

I love you more than the sun

And the stars that I taught how to shine

You are Mine and you shine for Me too

I love you yesterday and today

And tomorrow I’ll say it again and again

I love you more

Just a face in the city

Just a tear on a crowded street

But you are one in a million

And you belong to Me

And I want you to know

I’m not letting go

Even when you come undone

I love you more than the sun

And the stars that I taught how to shine

You are Mine and you shine for Me too

I love you yesterday and today

And tomorrow I’ll say it again and again

I love you more

Shine for Me

Shine on, shine on

Shine for Me

I love you more than the sun

And the stars that I taught how to shine

You are Mine and you shine for Me too

I love you yesterday and today

Through the joy and the pain I’ll say it again and again

I love you more

Than you can imagine

More than you can fathom

I love you more than the sun

And you shine for Me

shanstress70 · October 7, 2005

My DH loves his music too. I haven't listened to him much, but just looked him up. Did you know that he died in 1974? He wasn't REALLY appreciated until decades after his death. I think that's strange. I'll have to listen to him.

shanstress70 · October 7, 2005

I am an 80's junkie! One of my favorite artists is Sting. He has put out some incredibly soulful work.

Maureen · October 7, 2005

When my niece lived with us she introduced me to Nirvana and Sublime. Now Nirvana was familiar, some songs I knew but on a whole I never really paid attention to them. And Sublime was totally new. I would never buy their music for me personally but I do appreciate the talent:

The Man Who Sold The World

We passed upon the stair

We spoke of was and when

Although I wasn't there

He said I was his friend

Which came as some surprise

I spoke into his eyes

I thought you died alone

A long long time ago

Oh no, not me

I never lost control

You're face to face

With the man who sold the world

I laughed and shook his hand

And made my way back home

I searched for form and land

For years and years I roamed

I gazed a gazely stare

We crossed a million hills

We must have died alone

A long long time ago

Who knows?

Not me

We never lost control

You're face to face

With the man who sold the world

M.

Jason · October 7, 2005

"Keep on rollin' baby, you know what time it is..." -Limp Bizkit

October 7, 2005

Originally posted by shanstress70@Oct 7 2005, 07:59 AM
I am an 80's junkie! One of my favorite artists is Sting. He has put out some incredibly soulful work.
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Sting is one of my favorites too...especially the first four solo albums, and of course The Police albums.

I have been listening to the Soul Cages album in my car for about a month now...

The Soul Cages

The boy child is locked in the fisherman's yard

There's a bloodless moon where the ocean died

A shoal of nightstars hang fire in the nets

And the chaos of cages where the crayfish lie

Where is the fisherman, where is the goat?

Where is the keeper in his carrion coat?

Eclipse on the moon when the dark bird flies

Where is the child with his father's eyes?

There are the soul cages

These are the soul cages

He's the king of the ninth world

The twisted son of the fog bells toll

In each and every lobster cage

A tortured human soul

These are the souls of broken factories

The subject slaves of the broken crown

The dead accounting of old guilty promises

These are the souls of the broken town

These are the soul cages

'I have a wager' the brave child spoke

The fisherman laughed, though disturbed at the joke

'You will drink what I drink but you must equal me

And if the drink leaves me standing,

A soul shall go free'

'I have here a cask of most magical wine

A vintage that blessed every ship in the line

It's wrung from the blood of the sailor's who died

Young white bodies adrift in the tide'

'And what's in it for me my pretty young thing?

Why should I whistle, when the caged bird sings?

If you lose a wager with the king of the sea

You'll spend the rest of forever in the cage with me'

These are the soul cages

A body lies open in the fisherman's yard

Like the side of a ship where the iceberg rips

One less soul in the soul cages

One last curse on the fisherman's lips

These are the soul cages

Swim to the light Swim to the light

He dreamed of the ship on the sea

It would carry his father and he

To a place they could never be found

To a place far away from this town

A Newcastle ship without coals

They would sail to the island of souls

October 7, 2005

Originally posted by Maureen@Oct 7 2005, 09:09 AM
When my niece lived with us she introduced me to Nirvana and Sublime. Now Nirvana was familiar, some songs I knew but on a whole I never really paid attention to them. And Sublime was totally new. I would never buy their music for me personally but I do appreciate the talent:
The Man Who Sold The World

Although I really like Nirvana, and they do have some great lyrics of their own, I believe this song was orignally written by David Bowie.

Several of the songs on Nirvana's Unplugged album were "covers", but that album is still one of their best.

I never heard the Bowie version of The Man Who Sold the World, but from what I have heard of David Bowie's music, I suspect I would still like the Nirvana version better...no offense to Bowie fans...

Maureen · October 7, 2005

Originally posted by Taoist_Saint+Oct 7 2005, 11:07 AM-->
<!--QuoteBegin-Maureen@Oct 7 2005, 09:09 AM
When my niece lived with us she introduced me to Nirvana and Sublime. Now Nirvana was familiar, some songs I knew but on a whole I never really paid attention to them. And Sublime was totally new. I would never buy their music for me personally but I do appreciate the talent:
The Man Who Sold The World
Although I really like Nirvana, and they do have some great lyrics of their own, I believe this song was orignally written by David Bowie.
Several of the songs on Nirvana's Unplugged album were "covers", but that album is still one of their best.
I never heard the Bowie version of The Man Who Sold the World, but from what I have heard of David Bowie's music, I suspect I would still like the Nirvana version better...no offense to Bowie fans...

I believe you are correct Taoist. My daughter and I watched Rockstar INXS and Jordis performed this song. My daughter had mentioned that Nirvana had performed the song but didn't write it. I remember hearing Nirvana's version on the radio and I thought Jordis from Rockstar did it better.

M.

October 7, 2005

I like gospel music... stuff like lds people put out... and christian churches sing... both soothes my savage beast... you can always tell when I have gone too long without it... LOL :)

Setheus · October 7, 2005

"What you gon’ do with all that junk?

All that junk inside your trunk?

I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,

Get you love drunk off my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump,

My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely little lumps. (Check it out)

My love, my love, my love, my love

You love my lady lumps,

My hump, my hump, my hump,

My humps they got u,

She’s got me spending.

(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me and spending time on me.

She’s got me spendin’.

(Oh) Spendin’ all your money on me, on me, on me

What you gon’ do with all that junk?

All that junk inside that trunk?

I’ma get, get, get, get, you drunk,

Get you love drunk off my hump.

What u gon’ do with all that ######?

All that ###### inside them jeans?

I’m a make, make, make, make you scream

Make u scream, make you scream.

Cos of my hump, my hump, my hump, my hump.

My hump, my hump, my hump, my lovely lady lumps. (Check it out)

They say I’m really sexy,

The boys they wanna sex me.

They always standing next to me,

Always dancing next to me,

Tryin’ a feel my hump, hump.

Lookin’ at my lump, lump.

U can look but you can’t touch it,

If u touch it I’ma start some drama,

You don’t want no drama,

No, no drama, no, no, no, no drama

So don’t pull on my hand boy,

You ain’t my man, boy,

I’m just tryn’a dance boy,

And move my hump. "

shanstress70 · October 7, 2005

Setheus! You ought to be ashamed!

October 7, 2005

Originally posted by shanstress70@Oct 7 2005, 02:27 PM
Setheus! You ought to be ashamed!
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LOL

seamusz · October 7, 2005

Originally posted by Snow@Oct 6 2005, 09:25 PM
Ya - I guess

You know Snow, if you look hard enough, you can find a mote in anyone's eye. But unfortunately by searching for the mote, you sometimes miss the beauty of that person's face.

Things Behind The Sun

by: Nick Drake

Please beware of them that stare

They'll only smile to see you while

Your time away

And once you've seen what they have been

To win the earth just won't seem worth

Your night or your day

Who'll hear what I say.

Look around you find the ground

Is not so far from where you are

But not too wise

For down below they never grow

They're always tired and charms are hired

From out of their eyes

Never surprise.

Take your time and you'll be fine

And say a prayer for people there

Who live on the floor

And if you see what's meant to be

Don't name the day or try to say

It happened before.

Don't be shy you learn to fly

And see the sun when day is done

If only you see

Just what you are beneath a star

That came to stay one rainy day

In autumn for free

Yes, be what you'll be.

Please beware of them that stare

They'll only smile to see you while

Your time away

And once you've seen what they have been

To win the earth just won't seem worth

Your night or your day

Who'll hear what I say.

Open up the broken cup

Let goodly sin and sunshine in

Yes that's today.

And open wide the hymns you hide

You find reknown while people frown

At things that you say

But say what you'll say

About the farmers and the fun

And the things behind the sun

And the people round your head

Who say everything's been said

And the movement in your brain

Sends you out into the rain.

Place To Be

by: Nick Drake

When I was younger, younger than before

I never saw the truth hanging from the door

And now I'm older see it face to face

And now I'm older gotta get up clean the place.

And I was green, greener than the hill

Where the flowers grew and the sun shone still

Now I'm darker than the deepest sea

Just hand me down, give me a place to be.

And I was strong, strong in the sun

I thought I'd see when day is done

Now I'm weaker than the palest blue

Oh, so weak in this need for you.

From The Morning

by: Nick Drake

A day once dawned, and it was beautiful

A day once dawned from the ground

Then the night she fell

And the air was beautiful

The night she fell all around.

So look see the days

The endless coloured ways

And go play the game that you learnt

From the morning.

And now we rise

And we are everywhere

And now we rise from the ground

And see she flies

And she is everywhere

See she flies all around

So look see the sights

The endless summer nights

And go play the game that you learnt

From the morning.

I surprises me how much liberty the moderators take with the content code.

Lindy · October 8, 2005

He Ain't Heavy, He's My Brother

The road is long

With many a winding turn

That leads us to who knows where

Who knows when

But I'm strong

Strong enough to carry him

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

So on we go

His welfare is of my concern

No burden is he to bear

We'll get there

For I know

He would not encumber me

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

If I'm laden at all

I'm laden with sadness

That everyone's heart

Isn't filled with the gladness

Of love for one another

It's a long, long road

From which there is no return

While we're on the way to there

Why not share

And the load

Doesn't weigh me down at all

He ain't heavy, he's my brother

He's my brother

He ain't heavy, he's my brother...

-Written by B. Scott and B. Russell

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What I Need

I knew all the answers

The way my life should go

And when I used to say my prayers

I would tell God so

It seemed He wasn't listening

I thought He didn't care

But lookin' back

It's plain to see

He was always there

'Cause I prayed for strength

And I got pain that made me strong

I prayed for courage

And got fear to overcome

When I prayed for faith

My empty heart brought me to my knees

I don't always get what I want

I get what I need

I'm not sayin' that it's easy

Or that it doesn't hurt

When nothing seems to go my way

Nothing seems to work

These days I'm getting better

At goin' with the flow

Accepting that sometimes the answer

To a prayer is no

'Cause I prayed for strength

And I got pain that made me strong

I prayed for courage

And got fear to overcome

When I prayed for faith

My empty heart brought me to my knees

I don't always get what I want

I get what I need

Every time I've had a door slammed in my face

In time a better one was opened in its place

I prayed for strength

And I got pain that made me strong

I prayed for courage

And got fear to overcome

When I prayed for faith

My empty heart brought me to my knees

I don't always get what I want

I get what I need

Oh I don't always get what I want

I get what I need

Lindy · October 8, 2005

Honesty

If you search for tenderness

it isn't hard to find.

You can have the love you need to live.

But if you look for truthfulness

You might just as well be blind.

It always seems to be so hard to give.

Honesty is such a lonely word.

Everyone is so untrue.

Honesty is hardly ever heard.

And mostly what I need from you.

I can always find someone

to say they sympathize.

If I wear my heart out on my sleeve.

But I don't want some pretty face

to tell me party lies.

All I want is someone to believe.

Honesty is such a lonely word.

Everyone is so untrue.

Honesty is hardly ever heard.

And mostly what I need from you.

I can find a lover.

I can find a friend.

I can have security until the bitter end.

Anyone can comfort me

with promises again.

I know, I know.

When I'm deep inside of me

don't be too concerned.

I won't ask for nothin' while I'm gone.

But when I want sincerity

tell me where else can I turn.

Because you're the one I depend upon.

Honesty is such a lonely word.

Everyone is so untrue.

Honesty is hardly ever heard.

And mostly what I need from you.

Billy Joel

Outshined · October 8, 2005

"Kiki Le Cat" by Heywood Banks

Oh monsieur le Kiki is a very fine cat

With a small little head and a little party hat

He sits very quietly on the televison set,

Oh monsieur Le Kiki Le Cat

He ate a robin he ate a wren

He ate a tufted titmouse and then a wren again

He's stuffed with feathers like was back then

Oh monsieur Le Kiki Le Cat

In the days before there was cable T.V.

The reception in the area was bad on channel 3

Unless the kitty coincidentally

sat upon the television

Oh the cat did die and oh how we did grieve

But thanks to taxidermy, he's gone but didn't leave

With a tinfoil flag on his tail eternally

The recpetion is exceptional upon channel 3

Oh monsieur le Kiki is a very fine cat

With a small little head and a little party hat

He sits very quietly on the televison set,

Oh monsieur Le Kiki Le Cat

Outshined · October 8, 2005

If Pigs Had Wings

If pigs had wings away they'd fly up into heaven oh, so high

If pigs had wings away they'd soar up in through heavens golden door

Oh, look up yonder on the telephone line just a snortin & a gruntin it's a flock of swine

If pigs had wings and birds had none my windshield wipers would barely run

(oink, oink, oink, oink)

If flying pigs all became the rage we'd keep them all in a little piggie cage

Just hanging in the kitchen right near the sink so if they'd get thirsty they could have a piggie drink

When it's hunting season on flying hogs it's such a strain on my retriever dogs

Above the lake I shot one down The hog swam off my puppy drowned

If pigs had wings away they'd fly up into heaven oh so high

If pigs had wings away they'd soar up in through heaven's golden doors...

Outshined · October 8, 2005

How about a Christmas song?

"You Ain't Gettin' Diddly-Squat"

(Hey, kids, gather 'round! Heywood's gotta little song for ya here!)

Oh, I just got a message from 'ol Saint Nick way up in Christmasland

And he says the toys for good girls and boys are being made as planned

There's a truck for little Billy and a dolly for Molly, dear,

But you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!

(No, you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!)

Oh, the winter fields are white with snow and the lights are shining bright

And the wee little heads tucked up in bed dream of sugar plums this night

You may dream of big red apples and candy canes so near,

But you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!

(No, you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!)

(Fa-la-la-la-you're in trouble! Fa-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la!)

When your mother asked you to wash the dishes,

Why, you said, "No no no!"

And you did not pick up your socks

So it's "que sera", horse-face!

HO-HO-HOOOOOOOOOO!

Oh, you know that Santa's watching you and he keeps a great big list

But, when I tell him the things you've done, he REALLY will be....mad!

When you sit upon his knee, he'll knock ya on your ear

'Cause you ain't gettin' diddly squat 'cause you really messed up this year!

No, you ain't gettin' diddly squaaaaaaaaaaaaa...........T!

'Cause you really messed up

Oh, you really messed up

Oh, you really messed up this year!!

Outshined · October 8, 2005

Speaking of Christmas, I just got our tickets to see Trans-Siberian Orchestra's Christmas concert next month. Row 5, YEAH!!

http://www.trans-siberian.com

pushka · October 8, 2005

Most of the time when I want to listen to something relaxing, I put on Gary Moore: Ballads and Blues...the songs might not be very uplifting, but they really 'speak' to me...I can relate to them...

I also love my Dylan stuff and Van Morrison, and Thin Lizzy have some wonderful ballads!

Btw, I prefer the Bowie version of Man Who Sold the World...the album of the same name really rocks! it's superb!!!

Crying in the Shadows...Gary Moore:

Sometimes he sees her walking by

He never looks her in the eye

She doesn't know, she doesn't care

What he is feeling

And as she turns to walk away

There is nothing he can say

She doesn't know

Why should she care?

When he's alone, she's never there

to see him

Crying in the shadows

Of a love he used to know

But now it's all over

Crying in the shadows

Of someone he called his own

But now he's all alone again

Sometimes she sees him walking by

She never looks him in the eye

He doesn't know, he doesn't care

What she is feeling

As he turns to walk away

There is nothing she can say

He doesn't know

Why should he care?

When she's alone, he's never there

He leaves her

Crying in the shadows

Of a love she used to know

But now it's all over

Crying in the shadows

Of someone she called her own

But now she's all alone again

Well, he can see it in her eyes

And she can fell it in her heart

Yes, they can feel it in their hearts

It's tearing them apart

Over and over again

Crying in the shadows

Of a love he used to know

But now it's all over

Crying in the shadows

Of someone she called her own

But now she's all alone

Crying in the shadows

Of a love they used to know

But now it's all over

Crying in the shadows

Of a love they used to know

But now they're all alone again

Crying in the shadows