SD Jarhead Posted August 4, 2008 Posted August 4, 2008 Bob Seger!! looks like everybody has forgotten him but he made some great ones... "The Ring" for example. Bob Seger is one of those guys who could've been raised in WNY as his song lyrics fit the area to a tee. I've alway's enjoyed his music. Ditto to Da Big Man; music takes me back to times long gone. I had a GOOD TIME growing up in W. Seneca and Hamburg back in the day. There's so many great songs out there that this thread could crash the board if we posted them all. What I find funny as I age is much of the music I wouldn't get caught dead listening to as a kid now sounds good to me. I was that kid who proudly wore the "Disco Sucks" shirt at every opportunity, but some of that old stuff actually sounds good today.
ExiledInIllinois Posted August 4, 2008 Posted August 4, 2008 Bob Seger is one of those guys who could've been raised in WNY as his song lyrics fit the area to a tee. I've alway's enjoyed his music. Uh... He hails from the Detriot area... But, true... You are right. Along these lines you have the three big as a triangle: Seger, from Detroit to Mellencamp down to Bloomington, Indiana to Springsteen on the Jersey Shore.
SD Jarhead Posted August 4, 2008 Posted August 4, 2008 Uh... He hails from the Detriot area... But, true... You are right. Along these lines you have the three big as a triangle: Seger, from Detroit to Mellencamp down to Bloomington, Indiana to Springsteen on the Jersey Shore. You don't say...Wow you're in rare form today. Reading is fundamental. Hence the use of the word could've as in 'could have'. BTW, do you have some type of fetish about using the dillywanger? You sure seem to enjoy it.
ExiledInIllinois Posted August 4, 2008 Posted August 4, 2008 You don't say...Wow you're in rare form today. Reading is fundamental. Hence the use of the word could've as in 'could have'. BTW, do you have some type of fetish about using the dillywanger? You sure seem to enjoy it. No. Just used to convey a "lightened" mood... So as not to be misconstrued and get a response like you felt the need to do. Obviously it didn't work on you. Even with our disagreements, we don't have to be dicks. Sorry the memo wasn't in crayon. At least I tried.
SD Jarhead Posted August 4, 2008 Posted August 4, 2008 Ok, my mistake. Here's a lighthearted response for you: No schit Sherlock! :wallbash:
ExiledInIllinois Posted August 4, 2008 Posted August 4, 2008 Ok, my mistake. Here's a lighthearted response for you: No schit Sherlock! :wallbash: That's is the repsonse I was fishing for. I just figured BFLO=DET without as much "midwest"... That is why his lyrics fit. Stay cool... You still like root for the Bills! Oh... And I have learned to listen to Kiss in a whole different light knowing you...
The Senator Posted August 4, 2008 Posted August 4, 2008 OK - back to song lyrics... More from one of my all time favourites, Frank Zappa... (This is a song about vegetables . . .) Call any vegetable Call it by name Call one today When you get off the train Call any vegetable And the chances are good Ooooh! The vegetable Will respond to you Call any vegetable Pick up your phone Think of a vegetable Lonely at home Call any vegetable And the chances are good That a vegetable will respond to you-hoooo RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAY-AY-AYGA RUTA-BAYYYYY . . . (A prune isn't really a vegetable. Cabbage is a vegetable.) No one will know If you don't want to let 'em know No one will know 'Less it's you that might tell 'em so Call and they'll come to you Covered with dew Vegetables dream Of responding to you Standing there Shiny & proud by your side Holding your hand While the neighbors decide Why is a vegetable Something to hide? YAR-R-R-R-R-G-H!
SD Jarhead Posted August 4, 2008 Posted August 4, 2008 Dude, I am a HUGE Zappa fan, but those lyrics really mean that much to you?
BLZFAN4LIFE Posted August 5, 2008 Author Posted August 5, 2008 Bob Seger is one of those guys who could've been raised in WNY as his song lyrics fit the area to a tee. I've alway's enjoyed his music. Ditto to Da Big Man; music takes me back to times long gone. I had a GOOD TIME growing up in W. Seneca and Hamburg back in the day. There's so many great songs out there that this thread could crash the board if we posted them all. What I find funny as I age is much of the music I wouldn't get caught dead listening to as a kid now sounds good to me. I was that kid who proudly wore the "Disco Sucks" shirt at every opportunity, but some of that old stuff actually sounds good today. I can relate to that. I'll turn 38 this month. When I was younger, it was all Led Zeppelin, AC/DC, Metallica, The Who, Ramones, and such. As I've gotten older, I appreciate artists such as Simon & Garfunkel, James Taylor, Elton John, Neil Young, Jackson Browne, and Jim Croce. I'll end the list there to avoid possible revocation of my man card. Here are a couple more well written songs... -------------------------------------------------------------------------------- There's a port, on a western bay And it serves a hundred ships a day Lonely sailors, pass the time away And talk about their homes And there's a girl in this harbor town And she works layin' whiskey down They say "Brandy, fetch another round" She serves them whiskey and wine The sailors say "Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl) "What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl) "Yeah your eyes could steal a sailor from the sea" Brandy wears a braided chain Made of finest silver from the North of Spain A locket that bears the name Of the man that Brandy loves He came on a summer's day Bringin' gifts from far away But he made it clear he couldn't stay No harbor was his home The sailor said " Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl) "What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl) "But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea" Yeah, Brandy used to watch his eyes When he told his sailor stories She could feel the ocean foam rise She saw its ragin' glory But he had always told the truth, lord, he was an honest man And Brandy does her best to understand At night when the bars close down Brandy walks through a silent town And loves a man who's not around She still can hear him say She hears him say " Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl) "What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl) "But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea" She hears him say " Brandy, you're a fine girl" (you're a fine girl) "What a good wife you would be" (such a fine girl) "But my life, my lover, my lady is the sea" Brandy by Looking Glass Am I a long way from your heart, I wonder, Is this where love ends, heartache starts, I wonder, I wonder if you ever think about me, And how good our old loving used to be, Sometimes, Sometimes I wonder When you left with one last curious look, I wonder, I tried to call you, you changed the number on me, I really wonder You tell me things to get me where you want me to be, How come I feel your getting the best of me, sometimes, I wonder I hear a car coming round the corner, I hear footsteps on my front porch, I see a shadow from the light above, I hear a voice, Oh it's not yours Why does this happen, What's going on, I wonder, Could this be a dream, or has Bob gone crazy, I wonder, How come I feel your taking advantage of me, Why can't I get you out of me, Sometimes, Sometimes I wonder (guitar solo) They say that time will heal my broken heart, I wonder, Could it be that I'm blind, All alone in the dark, I wonder I can't help feeling this way, If I could leave, I'd surely leave today, Sometimes I wonder It seems to me you still wanna be around But when I see you, all hell starts breaking down, Sometimes I wonder, mm hmm I really wonder. The Robert Cray Band -- I Wonder
olivier in france Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 Uh... He hails from the Detriot area... But, true... You are right. Along these lines you have the three big as a triangle: Seger, from Detroit to Mellencamp down to Bloomington, Indiana to Springsteen on the Jersey Shore. How right you are adding"Cougar"!!! And as i'm a country boy i can even relate more with Mellencamp. You can even maybe make it a square with Neil Young in Canada Sadly All those great ones are getting old and i don't see many young guys writing songs rooted in the reality of middle class and blue collar america ...
olivier in france Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 U2 lyrics are sometimes relly good too... My favorite has always be: U2 - All I Want Is You You say you want Diamonds on a ring of gold You say you want Your story to remain untold But all the promises we make From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you You say you'll give me A highway with no one on it Treasure just to look upon it All the riches in the night You say you'll give me Eyes in a moon of blindness A river in a time of dryness A harbour in the tempest But all the promises we make From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you You say you want Your love to work out right To last with me through the night You say you want Diamonds on a ring of gold Your story to remain untold Your love not to grow cold All the promises we break From the cradle to the grave When all I want is you
ExiledInIllinois Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 I always knew that you would take yourself far from home as soon as, as far as you could go. By the 1/4 inch cut of your hair and the Army issue green, for the past eight weeks I can tell where you've been. For I knew, I could see, it was all cut and dried to me there was soldier's blue blood streaming inside your veins. There is a world outside of this room and when you meet it promise me you won't meet it with your gun. So now you are one of the brave few, it's awful sad we need boys like you. I hope the day never comes for "Here's your live round son. Stock and barrel, safety, trigger, here's your gun." Well I knew, I could see, it was all cut and dried to me there was soldiers blue blood streaming inside your veins. There is a world outside of this room and when you meet it promise me you won't meet it with your gun taking aim. For I don't mean to argue, they've made a decent boy of you and I don't mean to spoil your home coming, but baby brother you should expect me to. "Stock and barrel, safety, trigger, here's your gun." So now does your heart pitter pat with a patriotic song when you see the stripes of Old Glory waving? Well I knew, I could see, it was all cut and dried to me there was soldier's blue blood streaming inside your veins. There is a world outside of this room and when you meet it promise me you won't meet it with your gun taking aim. I don't mean to argue, they've made a decent boy of you and I don't mean to spoil your homecoming my baby brother Jude and I don't mean to hurt you by saying this again, they're so good at making soldiers but they're not so good at making men. ~Gun Shy, 10,000 Maniacs
rockpile Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 On our 25th anniversary, I got the wife a family tree, with photo frames to hang from the branches. At the top was a small heart. On one side it was engraved simply "25" On the other side it was engraved "If the sun refused to shine..." If I have to 'splain it, you are young or I am old. Heh
TheMadCap Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 On our 25th anniversary, I got the wife a family tree, with photo frames to hang from the branches. At the top was a small heart. On one side it was engraved simply "25" On the other side it was engraved "If the sun refused to shine..." If I have to 'splain it, you are young or I am old. Heh Nice Tom! Here's a favorite of mine: You gotta be crazy, you gotta have a real need You gotta sleep on your toes, and when you're on the street You gotta be able to pick out the easy meat with your eyes closed And then moving in silently, down wind and out of sight You gotta strike when the moment is right without thinking. And after a while, you can work on points for style Like the club tie, and the firm handshake A certain look in the eye, and an easy smile You have to be trusted by the people that you lie to So that when they turn their backs on you You'll get the chance to put the knife in. You gotta keep one eye looking over your shoulder You know it's going to get harder, and harder, and harder as you get older And in the end you'll pack up, fly down south Hide your head in the sand Just another sad old man All alone and dying of cancer. And when you loose control, you'll reap the harvest you have sown And as the fear grows, the bad blood slows and turns to stone And it's too late to loose the weight you used to need to throw around So have a good drown, as you go down, all alone Dragged down by the stone. I gotta admit that I'm a little bit confused Sometimes it seems to me as if I'm just being used Gotta stay awake, gotta try and shake off this creeping malaise If I don't stand my own ground, how can I find my way out of this maze? Deaf, dumb, and blind, you just keep on pretending That everyone's expendable and no-one has a real friend And it seems to you the thing to do would be to isolate the winner And everythings done under the sun And you believe at heart, everyone's a killer. Who was born in a house full of pain Who was trained not to spit in the fan Who was told what to do by the man Who was broken by trained personnel Who was fitted with collar and chain Who was given a pat on the back Who was breaking away from the pack Who was only a stranger at home Who was ground down in the end Who was found dead on the phone Who was dragged down by the stone. Dogs by Pink Floyd
SD Jarhead Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 U2 lyrics are sometimes relly good too... My favorite has always be: U2 is a band that has some incredible lyrics. The Unforgettable Fire and The Joshua Tree contain songs with awesome lyrics. I'm also a big Natalie Merchant fan...
ExiledInIllinois Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 I'm also a big Natalie Merchant fan... She does have a way with words.
erynthered Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 Frank Sinatra: New York New York. I did it my way.
webtoe Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 LED ZEPPELIN Over the Hills and Far Away Many have I loved - Many times been bitten Many times I've gazed along the open road. Many times I've lied - Many times I've listened Many times I've wondered how much there is to know. Many dreams come true and some have silver linings I live for my dream and a pocketful of gold. Mellow is the man who knows what he's been missing Many many men can't see the open road. Many is a word that only leaves you guessing Guessing 'bout a thing you really ought to know, ooh!
Chilly Posted August 5, 2008 Posted August 5, 2008 Over the Hills and Far Away By Nightwish They came for him one winter's night. Arrested, he was bound. They said there'd been a robbery, his pistol had been found. They marched to the station house, he waited for the dawn. And as they led him to the dock, he knew that he'd been wrong. "You stand accused of robbery," he heard the bailiff say. He knew without an alibi, tomorrow's light would mourn his freedom. Over the hills and far away, for ten long years he'll count the days. Over the mountains and the seas, a prisoner's life for him there'll be. He knew that it would cost him dear, but yet he dare not say. Where he had been that fateful night, a secret it must stay. He had to fight back tears of rage. His heart beats like a drum. For with the wife of his best friend, he spent his final night of freedom. Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. Far from the mountains and the seas, back in her arms he swears he'll be. Over the hills and far away. Over the hills and, over the hills and, over the hills and far away. Each night within his prison cell, he looks out through the bars. He reads the letters that she wrote. One day he'll know the taste of freedom. Over the hills and far away, she prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the seas, back in his arms she swears she'll be. Over the hills and far away, he swears he will return one day. Far from the mountains and the seas, back in her arms he swears he'll be. Over the hills and far away, she prays he will return one day. As sure as the rivers reach the seas, back in his arms is where she'll be. Over the hills, over the hills and far away. Over the hills, over the hills and far away.
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