Rock and Roll History: The 90's!!! [Archive] - Page 3

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 10:05 PM

The single "Alive" became the band's first major hit. This became Seattle's other anthem next to "Smells Like Teen Spirit", with its theme of alienation and the pain of divorce. The story behind it is that Eddie Vedder found out from his mother that his real father had died, and that the person that Vedder thought was his father was in fact her mother's boyfriend. Vedder's real father he only regarded as a family friend, and when he found out the truth, it was devastating and confusing.

Even though the band was hitting it big with its appeal to latchkey kids, children of broken homes and the like, many critics, including and especially the members of Nirvana, accused Pearl Jam of being "corporate hippie rock dinosaurs", because of the classic rock leanings of the band who played bluesy leads on Les Pauls and Fender Stratocasters. But the band was undeterred, they pointed out that Nirvana were fine ones to talk with making a fortune on David Geffen's label.

Alive

"Son," she said, "have I got a little story for you...
What you thought was your daddy was nothin' but a...
While you were sittin' home alone at age thirteen
your real daddy was dyin'. Sorry you didn't see him, but I'm glad we talked..."

Oh I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey, I, I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey...oh...

Oh, she walks slowly, across a young man's room.
She said "I'm ready...for you..."
"I can't remember anything to this very day,
'cept the look, the look...
Oh, you know where, now I can't see, I just stare..."

I, I'm still alive
Hey I, but, I'm still alive
Hey I, boy, I'm still alive
Hey I, I, I, I'm still alive, yeah
Ooh yeah...yeah yeah yeah...oh...oh...

"Is something wrong?" she said
Well of course there is
"You're still alive," she said
Oh, and do I deserve to be?
Is that the question?
And if so...if so...who answers...who answers...?

I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey I, oh, I'm still alive
Hey I, but, I'm still alive
Yeah I, ooh, I'm still alive
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 10:19 PM

One song that became another anthem for Pearl Jam, and for "Generation X" was the song "Jeremy." The song told the true story of a misfit child who was so mercilessly picked on that he eventually took his revenge on his classmates by shooting himself and others with a gun. The video for the song
was vivid and remains one of the most memorable in the history of music video. The song would also resonate with young people with reasons that we shall see later.

However, Pearl Jam disliked doing videos, and after "Jeremy", abandoned them all together, remaining content with ones for "Even Flow" and "Alive" as well as "Jeremy." Pearl Jam remains as one of the very few bands in the MTV generation to have succeeded mightily in music without the help of music video.

Jeremy

At home, drawing pictures of mountain tops, with him on top.
Lemon yellow sun. Arms raised in a v,
and the dead lay in pools of maroon below.
Daddy didn't give attention, oh,
to the fact that mommy didn't care.
King Jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world.

Jeremy spoke in class today.
Jeremy spoke in class today.

Clearly I remember pickin' on the boy,
seemed a harmless little f:censored:.
Ooo, but we unleashed a lion.
Gnashed his teeth and bit the recess lady's breast,
how could I forget?
And he hit me with a surprise left.
My jaw left hurtin', ooo, dropped wide open
just like the day, oh, like the day I heard:
Daddy didn't give affection, no,
and the boy was something that mommy wouldn't wear.
King jeremy the wicked, oh, ruled his world...

Jeremy spoke in class today.
Jeremy spoke in class today.
Jeremy spoke in class today.

Try to forget this...try to forget this...
Try to erase this...try to erase this...
from the blackboard...

Jeremy spoke in class today.
Jeremy spoke in class today.
Jeremy spoke in, spoke in...
Jeremy spoke in, spoke in...
Jeremy spoke in class today...
(spoke in, spoke in...)

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 10:24 PM

This song is one of their saddest, about a tragic breakup between Eddie Vedder and a girl who had been so much part of his life and helped him get on his feet. When she walked out of his life, he felt an deep sense of hurt and betrayal.

Black

Sheets of empty canvas, untouched sheets of clay,
were laid spread out before me, as her body once did.
All five horizons revolved around her soul,
as the earth to the sun.
Now the air I tasted and breathed has taken a turn.

Oh, and all I taught her was everything.
Oh, I know she gave me all that she would.

And now my bitter hands shake beneath the clouds
of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black--
tattooed everything.

I take a walk outside.
I'm surrounded by some kids at play.
I can feel their laughter, so why do I sear?

Oh, and twisted thoughts that spin round my head...
I'm spinning-- oh, I'm spinning!
How quick the sun can drop away...

And now my bitter hands cradle broken glass
of what was everything.
Oh, the pictures have all been washed in black, tattooed everything...

All the love gone bad, turned my world to black,
tattooed all I see, all that I am, all I'll be...

I know someday you'll have a beautiful life,
I know you'll be the sun in somebody else's sky,
but why, why, why can't it be,
oh, can't it be mine?

:crying:

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 10:35 PM

Why Go

She scratches a letter into a wall made of stone
Maybe someday another child won't feel as alone as she does
It's been two years, and counting, since they put her in this place
She's been diagnosed by some stupid f:censored:, and mommy agrees, yeah...
Whoa...yeah...hey yeah yeah...
Why go home... (3x)

She seems to be stronger, but what they want her to be is weak
She could play pretend, she could join the game, boy
She could be another clone...ooh...whoa...ah yeah...

Ooh...
Why go home? (4x)
What you taught me...put me here...don't come visit...mother...
Sting me...

Whoa...ooh...
Why go home? (4x)
What you taught me...put me here...don't come visit...mother, mother, yeah...
Why go home? (7x)
Whoa...

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Stone Gossard:

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 10:37 PM

Release

Father...ooh...oh...oh...
I see the world, feel the truth
Which way to go, windowsill
I see the world's on a rocking horse of time
I see the birds in the rain
Ohh...ohh...ohh...ohh...

Oh, dear dad, can you see me now
I am myself, like you somehow
I'll ride the wave where it takes me
I'll hold the pain...Release me...
Ohh...ohh...ohh...ohh...

Oh, dear dad, can you see me now
I am myself, like you somehow
I'll wait up in the dark for you to speak to me
I'll open up...Release me...
Release me (3x)
Ohh...ohh...ohh...ohh...

Eddie Vedder under a tapestry of Pete Townsend:

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 10:39 PM

Deep

On the edge, windowsill
Ponders his maker, ponders his will
To the street below, he just ain't nothin'
But he's got a great view, and he sinks the needle deep, yeah...
Whoa, can't touch the bottom
In too deep, yeah...oh, can't touch the bottom

Oh, on the edge of a know-nothin' town
Feelin' quite superior, the aged come
To the sky above he just ain't nothin'
But he's got a great view, and he sinks a burning knife deep, yeah...
Ooh, can't touch the bottom
In too deep, yeah...uh huh, can't touch the bottom
In too deep...
Ohhh...Ohhh...

Ow...
On the edge of a Christmas clean love
Young virgin from heaven...visiting Hell
To the man above her, she just ain't nothin'
And she doesn't like the view
She doesn't like the view (2x)
But he sinks himself deep

Oh, can't touch the bottom
In too deep, yeah...oh, can't touch the bottom
Can't touch the bottom
Deep, yeah...
Oh, yeah, the bottom, yeah... (6x)
Ohh...

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 10:41 PM

Garden

She don't wander in...don't wander in here, she...
She don't wander in here...don't wander in here...

The direction of the eye, so misleading
The defection of the soul, nauseously quick
I don't question, our existence
I just question, our modern needs

She don't wander in...don't wander in here, she...
She don't wander in here...

I will walk...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden of stone...yeah...

After all is done, and we're still alone
I won't be taken, yet I'll go...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden of stone

I don't show...I don't share...
I don't need, yeah...What you have to give...

Oooh, I will walk...with my hands bound
I will walk...with my face blood
I will walk...with my shadow flag
Into your garden, garden...oh...

I will walk with my hands bound
I will walk into your garden, garden of stone...

I don't know...I don't care...
I don't need you for me to live...yeah, yeah, yeah, oh...
Uh huh huh... (8x)

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 11:04 PM

Now that Seattle was establishing itself as the musical Mecca of the 90's, many would ask: WHY? How and why did Seattle become the center of the musical universe in the early 90's?

It was perhaps that other musical centers as Los Angeles and New York had been played out for a number of years. People were looking for something new. Alternative music in college towns such as Athens, Georgia, were very promising. And Seattle was a college town.

The other interesting fact is that Seattle had no reputation for contributing significantly toward the mainstream of music, but for a few exceptions as Heart, Queensryche, and Metal Church, which for the most part had come from its very healthy metal scene. Seattle developed its kind of "grunge" sound due to its relative isolation from the rest of the country, absorbing the touring punk bands from places such as Vancouver, B.C. and as far away as San Francisco and elsewhere. It had to create its own scene and paid little attention to the rest of the country. Punk, metal, and psychedelia merged to form what was "grunge", but Seattle bands were actually very averse to the term--as well as to the fact that many fledgling bands would flock to Seattle with the hopes of "making it" like Nirvana and Pearl Jam.

Seattle was also a bustling city on the Pacific Rim, a town that interconnected with other cultures and countries, Asia, Canada, and Russia, as well as everywhere else. It was open to many peoples and places, as well as to its own indigenous Native American culture. It was a town thriving with liberal, progressive ideas. It was a city whose commerce was built on Boeing's planes, Starbuck's coffee, and Microsoft's computer software...and it had one more contribution to the world: its revolutionary MUSIC.

Guitar Player magazine featured a story called "Seattle Erupts!" covering the new bright lights playing the intense, turbulent music of Seattle, such as Nirvana, Soundgarden, Pearl Jam, and Mudhoney. It was an exciting time for guitar--to have the local scene covered as it entered the mainstream with something so unheard of, a raw, untamed musical monster, the likes of which had never been heard before. The basics of heavy music which had begun in the late 60's with Blue Cheer, The Who, and Led Zeppelin, and in the early 70's with Black Sabbath had arisen with a vengeance. A beautifully ugly sound which was completely new and jarring to the legions of musical mousse-abusers. Distortion and detuning became the new technique, sloppy was good. It was a great time to be alive.

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 11:12 PM

When looking back, it's probably not surprising that Seattle became the town that birthed grunge. One can even go back as far as 1965 to the single "The Witch" by The Sonics, whom we have seen in the 60's, with their scary tremolo and wild beats. There was something wild and full of abandon in the Seattle scene even then:

The Witch

Say there's a girl
who's new in town
well, you better watch out now
or she´ll put you down
'cause she's an evil chick
say she's the witch.

She got a long black hair
and a big black car
I know what you're thinking
but you won't get far
she gonna make you itch
'cause she's the witch.

Well, she walks around late at night
among startled people sleepin' tight
if you hear her knocking on your door
you better sneakin´away

Now, you know the score
'cause I set you straight
well, you better be careful
before it's too late
she gonna make you itch
'cause she's the witch

SOLO

Well, she walks around late at night
among startled people sleepin' tight
if you hear her knocking on your door
you better sneakin´away

While you know you will
say don't you know
and do you remember
that I told you so
gonna do you in
'cause she's the witch

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-07-2005, 11:23 PM

And there is no question that Seattle's own son Jimi Hendrix had more than a hand in birthing the future sound of Seattle music in the late 60's. Even though he aspired to stardom by relocating to London, the vast influences that forged his amazing guitar playing came his upbringing in Seattle. His experimentation with guitar sonics and technique would be definitely found in future guitar revolutionaries twenty years later.

Must've been something in the water. Or the Big Red 'R' of the Rainier Brewery that could be seen on I-5 right off Airport Way. ;) :cheers: :drink:

Manic Depression

Manic Depression
Manic depression is searching my soul
I know what I want
But I just don't know
How to go about getting it

Feeling sweet feeling
Drops from my finger's fenders
Manic depression has capured my soul

Women so willing the sweet cause in vain
You make love
You break love
It's all the same. when it's
When it's over

Music sweet music
I wish I could caress caress caress
Manic depression is a frustrating mess

Well I think I'll go turn myself off and go on down
All the way down
Really ain't no use in me hanging around
I gotta see you

Music sweet music
I wish I could caress and a kiss kiss
Manic depression is a frustrating mess

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Cactus Jack

02-08-2005, 07:20 AM

That was the other thing about Nirvana, a lot of people didn't even understand what they were saying. :confused: Which made for a great Weird Al spoof of "Smells Like Teen Spirit." :lol:
Yeah

I LOVE "Smells Like Nirvana" :rotflmao:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 06:59 PM

As the new Seattle grunge revolution was quickly slamming the doors shut on the incumbent monopoly of L.A. hair, many were quick to say the end of metal had come. It was not so much that as a re-inventing of the genre, others replied. It was a new homegrown heaviness born in a middle-class industrial town such as Seattle (in fact, the general consensus seemed that in order to be truly "grunge", you had to be from--or emigrate to--Seattle) that did not really exist in Los Angeles.

Metal, if it could still called be that, was now being re-defined by such bands as Soundgarden, as on their 1991 album Badmotorfinger, with their obvious nod to Black Sabbath. At least if it were not strictly metal, you could still call it definitely heavy. At this point Soundgarden had more of a commercial breakthrough with powerful songs such as "Rusty Cage" and "Outshined", as well as other riveting tunes as "Slaves and Bulldozers" and "Jesus Christ Pose." It was also at this point that the band featured new members Matt Cameron on drums and bassist Ben Sheppard along with guitarist Kim Thayil and vocalist Chris Cornell. The band had done quite well in the past year, opening for Guns N' Roses and even headlining Seattle's Bumbershoot Festival when the Psychedelic Furs did a no-show. Rock fans had a choice the edgy punk of Nirvana, the trippy groove of Pearl Jam, and now the Sabbath-y sludge of Soundgarden.

What was an even bigger surprise than the success of this album was the most unlikely person to cover this tune. ;)

Rusty Cage

You wired me awake
And hit me with a hand of broken nails
You tied my lead and pulled my chain
To watch my blood begin to boil
But I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

Too cold to start a fire
I'm burning diesel burning dinosaur bones
I'll take the river down to still water
And ride a pack of dogs
I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

Hits like a Phillips head
Into my brain
It's gonna be too dark
To sleep again
Cutting my teeth on bars
And rusty chains, I'm gonna break my
Rusty cage and run

When the forest burns
Along the road
Like God's eyes
In my headlights
When the dogs are looking
For their bones
And it's raining icepicks
On your steel shore
I'm gonna break
I'm gonna break my
I'm gonna break my rusty cage and run

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 07:04 PM

Why was the album called "Badmotorfinger"? Kim Thayil explains: "Only rich kids have scooters." ;) :lol:

Outshined

I got up feeling so down
I got off being sold out
I've kept the movie rolling
But the story's getting old now
I just looked in the mirror
Things aren't looking so good
I'm looking California
And feeling Minnesota

So now you know, who gets mystified
Show me the power child
I'd like to say
That I'm down on my knees today
It gives me the butterflies
Gives me away
Till I'm up on my feet again
I'm feeling outshined

Someone let the dogs out
They'll show you where the truth is
The grass is always greener
Where the dogs are s:censored:ing
I'm feeling that I'm sober
Even though I'm drinking
I can't get any lower
Still I feel I'm sinking

So now you know who gets mystified
Show me the power child
I'd like to say
That I'm down on my knees today
It gives me the butterflies
Gives me away
Till I'm up on my feet again
I'm feeling outshined

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 07:09 PM

This is one of their best songs:

Slaves and Bulldozers

Every word I said is what I mean
Every word I said is what I mean
Everything I gave is what I need
Virgin eyes and dirty looks
On what I have and why I took
Counting all the hands I shook
Now I know why you've been shaking
Now I know why you've been shaking
So bleed your heart out
There's no more rides for free
Bleed your heart out
I said what's in it for me

Everything I've held is what I've freed
Everything I've held is what I've freed
Everything I've shown is what I feel
Buying lies and stealing jokes
And laughing every time I choke
Biding all the time you took
Now I know why you've been taken
Now I know why you've been taken
So bleed your heart out
There's no more rides for free
Bleed your heart out
I said what's in it for me

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 07:20 PM

Many MTV viewers took umbrage over the title of the band's song "Jesus Christ Pose", thinking it was somehow "blasphemous." Chris Cornell explained that it was actually about the abuse of religion, primarily by self-righteous types who wanted to manipulate others. Chris Cornell grew up in a Catholic household and became disenchanted by his inability to ask questions. He was a sinful "doubter."

The song and video are in fact dizzying and delirious, with manic guitar playing that even Kim Thayil often even found a challenge playing live. An excellent piece.

Jesus Christ Pose

And you stare at me
In your Jesus Christ pose
Arms held out
Like you've been carrying a load
And you swear to me
You don't want to be my slave
But you're staring at me
Like I need to be saved
In your Jesus Christ pose

Arms held out
In your Jesus Christ pose
Thorns and shroud
Like it's the coming of the Lord
And I swear to you
That I would never feed you pain
But you're staring at me
Like I'm driving the nails
In your Jesus Christ pose
And you stare at me
In your Jesus Christ pose

Arms held out like it's
The coming of the Lord
And would it pay you more to walk on water
Than to wear a crown of thorns
It wouldn't pain me more to bury you rich
Than to bury you poor
In your Jesus Christ pose

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 08:00 PM

KISW's Damen Stewart did a guest vocal on the opening monologue to the following song where he does a little twist with the Mattell See-N-Say toy:

Searching With My Good Eye Closed

This is my good eye. ;)
Do you hear a cow? :cow:
The rooster says: :turkey:
Here is a pig : pig:
The Devil says: :devil:

Painted blue across my eyes
And tie the linen on
And I’m on my way
Looking for the paradigm
So I can pass it off
Is it on my side
Is it to the sky
Looking to the sky and down
Searching for a ground
With my good eye closed

If I took you for a ride
Would you take it wrong
Or would you make it right
Looking for a pedestal
That I can put you on
And be on my way
Is it to the sky
Looking to the sky and down
Searching for a ground
With my good eye closed

Stop you’re trying to bruise my mind
I can do it on my own
Stop you’re trying to kill my time
It’s been my death since I was born
I don’t remember half the time
If I’m hiding or I’m lost
But I’m on my way

:rock: :guitar:

Chris Cornell and Kim Thayil on a commercial for Diet Coke:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 08:04 PM

Room a Thousand Years Wide

Listen, hear, he is inside
One who lives while others lie
I close my eyes and walk a thousand years
A thousand years that aren’t mine
It seems he’s near me as I walk
One who loved what love denied
He lives these years that I walk blind
All these years cannot be mine
Tomorrow begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow
A thousand doors a thousand lies
Rooms a thousand years wide
He walks in the cold sun and wind
All these years will not begin
Tomorrow begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow
Begat tomorrow

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 08:14 PM

On special versions of Badmotorfinger, the CD included a limited edition extra disk titled S.O.M.M.S. The special disk featured excellent cover versions of "Stray Cat Blues" by the Rolling Stones, "Girl U Want" by Devo, and
one of the finest covers of a Black Sabbath tune, their version of "Into the Void" which had lyrics rewritten with a speech by the Native American chief who gave his name to Seattle, Chief Sealth, in the 1800's.

One of the dumbest things I have ever done was to buy this highly collectable and rare disk....and sell it for a few bucks. Last time I checked at Cellophone Square in Seattle's University District, it was selling for $100. :wallbang

Into the Void (Sealth)

How can you buy or sell the sky
Or the warmth of the land it's strange to us
We don't own the freshness of the air
Or the sparkle of the water
How can you buy them from us
The white man doesn't understand our ways
For he's a stranger who comes in the night
And takes from the land just what he needs

Oh yeah

He treats his brothers like his enemies
When it's completed he moves on
He leaves his father's grave and his birthright
His birthright is forgotten
The air is precious to the red man
For all things share the same breath
The white man won't notice the air he breathes
Like a man dying for many days

All right now

The whites must treat the beasts of his land
As his brothers not his enemies
Tell me what is man without the beasts
I'll bet he will die of loneliness

One thing we know that the white man will
We know our god is the same god
You may think you wish to own him
Own him as you wish to own our land
But he is the body of man
And the earth is precious to him
Continue to contaminate your bed
And you will suffocate in your waste

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 08:20 PM

Before Alice In Chains began to record their next full studio album, they decided to release an EP of acoustically-oriented songs on a mini-album called Sap. Members of Soundgarden and Mudhoney even appeared on one of the tracks. It was critically acclaimed and arrived just in time for the grunge revolution to arrive in stores.

Got Me Wrong

Lately it goes away
All of this and more of nothing in my life
No world colored clay
Individuality not safe

As of now I bet you got me wrong
So unsure you run from something strong

I can't let go
Threadbare tapestry unwinding slow
Feel tortured brain
Show your belly like you want me to

As of now I bet you got me wrong
So unsure we reach for something strong
I haven't felt like this in so long
Wrong
Innocence too far gone from love
That don't last forever
Something's gotta turn out right

You sugar taste
Sweetness doesn't often touch my face
Stay if you please
You may not be here when I leave

As of now I bet you got me wrong
So unsure we reach for something strong
I haven't felt like this in so long
Wrong
Innocence too far gone from love
Song
I haven't felt like this in so long
Wrong
Innocence too far gone from love
That don't last forever
Something's gotta turn out right

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 09:59 PM

Chris Cornell and Mudhoney's Mark Arm appear on this song:

Right Turn

Inside always trying to get back inside
But it's so hard to penetrate big thick skin
I'm 'bout as low as I can get
I'd leave but I can't forget
Still I wonder why I can't be right, be right, oooh
Be right, be right
B
'bout as low as I can get
She'll leave but she won't forget
And she wonders why, she ain't right, she ain't right
She ain't right, ain't right, she ain't right

Now we're as low as we can get
Can't leave and can't forget
We ain't right, we ain't right
not right, we ain't right

It's hard to believe that somebody tricked you
when you can see as far as I have
It's hard to believe that someone you cared for
Put your face into the fire

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 10:13 PM

Understandably, in the spring of that year, it was inconceivable, according to some industry "experts," that anything by this new crop of longhair bands from Seattle could ever amount to anything on the mainstream market. Such was the case with the Screaming Trees and their major label debut on Sony, Uncle Anesthesia. Many felt that their albums on indie labels had more potential, but this album felt lacking, according to some. Others however were piqued by the band's psychedelic, 60's-style sound with a bit of a distorted edge from the Connor brothers guitar, with Mark Lanegan's raspy, lonesome vocals. It was a great album, but their label had no idea how to market it. It was not like anything they had ever heard. Was it metal? It was some kind of alternative, to be sure. The band had felt disappointed by the album and its lukewarm response and were ready to call it a day.

Bed of Roses

Where do you stand when it's all over
Washed from the earth
And down to the sea
Do you lie in a bed of roses

Are you still aware
I guess that you don't care about it now

I see your shadow knocking at my door
All plastic face and shaking hands
Now how much space could ever hold your here

Are you still aware
I guess that you don't care about it now

Where do you stand when it's all over
Washed from the earth
And down to the sea
Do you lie in a bed of roses

Are you still aware
I guess that you don't care about it now

Are you still aware
I guess that you don't care about it now

:guitar: peace:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 10:22 PM

Uncle Anesthesia

Dusted preacher in the dark
By the river I hear you talking
Strike a match to the western sky
Blowin' fire in the sweet sweet summertime

Eyes betray what your words don't speak
Burn my gaze with sadness
(Turn your head away)
I'd rather be almost anywhere else
One step away from madness

No man's promised land tell me what you may
Saw the moonlight waiting
Wrong to turn to Jahannon
And I wonder if you'll stay
No man

Dusted preacher in the dark
By the river I hear you talking
Strike a match to the western sky
Blowin' fire in the sweet summertime

No man's promised land tell me what you may
Saw the moonlight waiting
Wrong to turn to Jahannon
And I wonder if you'll stay
No man

No man I wonder if you'll stay

:guitar: peace:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 10:28 PM

This first one is a great song:

Caught Between

When you walked into the room
I'd never seen your face, i'm here
On the ground with all the crawls
Into your head before the dawn

Now i'm caught between
And tired of all this pain
Hold you under but the shadows
Still remain
(time has taken me, down)
(time has taken me, down)
(time has taken me, down)

When you walked into the room
I'd never seen your face before
Close my eyes to see the sky
Won't follow you there anymore

Something About Today

Gone so long and feeling so let down
Seems as though i'm living underground
Something about today
I can't explain

Walked on burning bridges so i said
I think i'll take another way instead
Something about today i can't explain
Something about today
I can't explain

War from sea to oily sea
Waves have washed home their disease
All the miles couldn't make it change
I might know tomorrow but not today

Chased by shaded night mares till i'm dead
Following most everywhere i tread
Something about today
I can't explain

Something about today

:guitar: peace:

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 10:46 PM

As for further confusion over this weird new scene in Seattle, Skin Yard's show in support of their Fist Sized Chunks album was derided by the UCLA school newspaper The Bruin when the band did an outdoor show at the prestigious college. Their bear mascot icon, used to indicate either rave reviews or outright disgust, in varying degrees, was shown shrugging his shoulders over their performance, as if to say, "HUH??" :confused: The school
just didn't get it. I happened to be there and thought the show was great, as well as other people. This "grunge" thing was a little too new in the land of Ratt-Poison.

The album was not their best, according to band members, as the band was going through personal trials and "musical differences." Fans of the band liked the edgy, heavy and angry sound on songs such as "Slow Runner", "No Control," and "Hungry and Hanging." The band broke up for a year to return later with a new album.

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 11:16 PM

As the new grunge revolution was sweeping the nation that fall, many of the L.A. pop-metal bands found themselves running for cover. The spandex was being replaced by flannel, and the poodle-headed hairdos were suddenly hair-DON'TS as rock fans were tossing their Aqua-Net and just letting it hang down without washing it. The lipstick was being wiped off, and goatees were sprouting in their place. Many bands would simply wait for "the Seattle thing" to die down. They would have a very long wait.

Hair-metal, or "Butt-rock", was not dead yet, but its time as a cultural force had ran out.

Why did Seattle grunge bands triumph over L.A. pop-metal?

There was a growing sense that what was called metal had moved from its middle-class roots. It had no ties to a scene which had originally grown from the working class in places like Birmingham, England, with factories and disenfranchised youth such as the members of Black Sabbath and Judas Priest. Beverly Hills hardly seemed to be the spawning ground of a metal scene with trendy bands calling themselves "metal" who seemed to be just cashing in on a rebellious look and sneer. They seemed to go where the cash flowed. Once Hollywood began to mass market the heavy metal hype, it was easy to just write hit songs with flashy guitar solos. Bands seemed to go where the trends would go. Which was why many ex-fans would call them poseurs.

Motley Crue was one band that started out bad-ass and won wide respect for their cutting edge streetwise rock and roll in the early 80's. By the end of the 80's, in spite of having a huge album, many had called them sellouts who drove around in fancy cars and married buxom actresses. Their wild passion for drugs and excess made them look bloated and stupid in the end.

ABlairican Pie

02-08-2005, 11:27 PM

It wasn't just one day many fans just woke up and found that, hey, spandex and Max Factor are just in really bad taste. It was just simply a matter of something better coming along that shook people out of their doldrums. C.C. DeVille of Poison found this out that for all the smoke bombs and lasers going off at their arena shows, Kurt Cobain was causing more of a sensation with his unpredictability at small sold-out clubs. C.C. and the boys knew they were in trouble.

For one thing, L.A. arena-rock hair bands seemed to have it a little too much better than most other common folks. It was one thing to write about homelessness and suicide--but to feel it when you were having the time of your life with tons of girls, tons of trashed sportscars in swimming pools, tons of booze, and tons of money to blow out the window, that was a mighty tall order. How was this the stuff of heavy metal, the angst, the anger, the alienation? Bret Michaels and the boys were living the rock and roll dream--oblivious that the fans of Nirvana and Pearl Jam were living their worst nightmares with broken homes and depression.

Dean Winchester

02-09-2005, 10:40 AM

Contraband members:

http://www.sitcomsonline.com/boards/attachment.php?attachmentid=83483&stc=1

what is Christine McVie doing there?

Steve M.

02-09-2005, 10:59 AM

what is Christine McVie doing there?

That's not Christine McVie. . . is it? :eek:

ABlairican Pie

02-09-2005, 09:43 PM

That's not Christine McVie. . . is it? :eek:It's actually one of the girls from Vixen, either Share Pederson or Jan Kuhnemond, I don't think it's Janet Garner, as I may have mentioned.

ABlairican Pie

02-09-2005, 10:27 PM

Another reason why grunge triumphed over L.A. "hair" metal was that guitar rock was reduced to mindless shredding with only the intent to impress rather than inspire. It was all fast, faster, fastest, in the realm of guitar playing, mostly without any real feeling or soul. There was nothing from the gut, no real songs. Angus Young complained that the shred thing was a lot like typing, just hitting the right notes at blazing speed. If you were good, like Eddie Van Halen or Joe Satriani, that was one thing, to be amazing yet have accessible songs, but the rest of the crowd was just fretboard acrobatics. It was a hollow thing to which to aspire.

The odd thing was that these bands with lightning fast chops had to reduce their otherwise stellar playing to the confines of a 3.5 minute hit single. There were no bold statements to be made on guitar albums, such as, for all the emphasis on the Neo-Classical movement, or "Bach-rock", no bands did their own versions of classical music on electric guitar or re-invent classical music on the artists' own terms. It was still just subverting it to the whims of the market place. And those who did make intense guitar music on labels like Shrapnel, found themselves only being purchased by other guitar players.

So bleak was the intense demand for personal perfection that one young writer complained to Guitar For the Practicing Musician magazine that he was sitting in his room practicing 18 hours a day, having been expelled from school for missing classes, missing a social life and cutting himself off from everyday activities for fear that he would not measure up to the intense competition from other guitar players. One must think that in order to be a better musician, one would have a sense of balance and develop other forms of leisure in addition to guitar, instead of slavishly developing technique, to absorb life experiences, to have relationships with others--and above all, get an education and stay in school. This would be the biggest asset to being a well-rounded musician.

The difference between Eddie Van Halen's groundbreaking guitar work in 1978 and what was happening over ten years later was that Van Halen was rejuvenating and injecting innovation into the pop single with his own style of playing. They were a Top 40 band to begin with that made their covers of other people's songs original--and in the process re-invented heavy metal. By the end of the 80's, hair bands were trying to mimic that same success--and just found themselves following worn-out formulas and predictable guitar.
Heavy metal had reached a standstill.

The power of grunge was that it liberated guitar players back to the joy of noise and experimentation, and to play from the heart and gut. To play with passion and rawness, with honesty. No longer did players have to feel shackled by soulless technique and perfectionism. The turbulent monsters from Seattle's sewers were becoming the new guitar gods.

Of course, one could still fiddle away like Pearl Jam's Mike McCready's bane and nemesis, Yngwie Malmsteen, who annointed himself "the new Hendrix": :rolleyes:

ABlairican Pie

02-09-2005, 10:34 PM

In a completely different move from what was happening in electric rock, R.E.M. gained huge success with a completely acoustic album, Out of Time, which featured one of their biggest singles, "Losing My Religion."
And this song became a minor casualty in the brewing "culture wars" when conservative film critic Michael Medved, in his pointless screed "Hollywood vs. America", pointed out the title alone of this song "proved" that rock bands were "anti-religion." But in fact, Michael Stipe said the expression was a Southern term meaning "at wit's end." The video however had gay references and cryptic meanings that made it one of their most popular videos.

Losing My Religion

Life is bigger
It's bigger than you
And you are not me
The lengths that I will go to
The distance in your eyes
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

That's me in the corner
That's me in the spotlight
Losing my religion
Trying to keep up with you
And I don't know if I can do it
Oh no I've said too much
I haven't said enough
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

Every whisper
Of every waking hour I'm
Choosing my confessions
Trying to keep an eye on you
Like a hurt lost and blinded fool
Oh no I've said too much
I set it up

Consider this
The hint of the century
Consider this
The slip that brought me
To my knees failed
What if all these fantasies
Come flailing around
Now I've said too much
I thought that I heard you laughing
I thought that I heard you sing
I think I thought I saw you try

But that was just a dream
That was just a dream

ABlairican Pie

02-09-2005, 10:49 PM

On the next song, the members of R.E.M. teamed up with fellow Athenian Kate
Pierson of the B-52's for a song as chipper and cheerful as 1989's "Stand."

And a correction to be made--there was electric guitar on it. But it was an interesting step to have an album of mostly acoustic music that wasn't the Violent Femmes. Guitarist Peter Buck blew off critics who said the band sounded "jangly" like The Byrds. He said that even Roger McGuinn said R.E.M. didn't sound like the Byrds. The new style of acoustic playing was known as
Americana music.

Shiny Happy People

Shiny happy people laughing
Meet me in the crowd
People, people
Throw your love around
Love me, love me
Take it into town
Happy, happy
Put it in the ground
Where the flowers grow
Gold and silver shine

(chorus)
Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people holding hands
Shiny happy people laughing

Everyone around, love them, love them
Put it in your hands
Take it, take it
There's no time to cry
Happy, happy
Put it in your heart
Where tomorrow shines
Gold and silver shine

(repeat chorus)

Hey, here we go!

(repeat chorus 4x)

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-09-2005, 10:56 PM

On this one, they even incorporated more urban beats, with lyrics that spat out anger toward the sad state of the airwaves, much like Elvis Costello had done fourteen years before:

Radio Song

Hey, i can't find nothing on the radio
Yo! turn to that station

The world is collapsing
Around our ears
I turned up the radio
But i can't hear it

When i got to the house
And i called you out
I could tell that you had been crying, crying
It's that same sing song on the radio
It makes me sad
I meant to turn it off
To say goodbye
To leave in quiet
That radio song
Hey, hey, hey

I've everything to show
I've everything to hide
Look into my eyes
Listen

When i got to the show
Yo, ho, ho
I could tell that you had been crying, crying
It's that same sing song and the dj sucks
It makes me sad
I tried to turn it off
To say goodbye, my love
That radio song
Hey, hey, hey

The world is collapsing
Around our ears
I turned up the radio
But i can't hear it
Yeah

I tried to sing along
But damn that radio song
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey

I've everything to show
I've everything to hide
Look into my eyes, listen to the radio
I turned up the radio
But i can't hear it
No, i can't hear it
Hey, hey, hey

Check it out
What are you saying
What are you playing
Who are you obeying
Day out day in?
Baby, baby, baby, baby
That stuff is driving me crazy
Djs communicate to the masses
Sex and violent classes
Now our children grow up prisoners
All their lives radio listeners

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-09-2005, 11:00 PM

Kate Pierson also sings backup on this song. This tune is one of the best songs on the album:

Me in Honey

I sat there looking ugly
Looking ugly and mean
I knew what you were saying
You were saying to me

Baby's got some new rules
Baby, said she's had it with me
It seems a shame you waste your time on me
It seems a lot to waste your time for me

(chorus)
Left me to love
What it's doing to me

There's a lot of honey in this world
Baby, this honey's for me
You've got to do what you do
Do it with me
It seems a shame you waste your time for me

(repeat chorus)

Knocked silly
Knock flat
Sideways down
These things they pick you up
And they turn you around
Say your piece
Say you're sweet for me
It's all the same to share the pain with me
It's all the same. save the shame for me

(repeat chorus)

Baby's got some new rules
Baby, says she's had it with me
There's a fly in the honey
And baby's got a baby with me
That's a part
That's a part of me

(repeat chorus 2x)

What about me?
What about me?

ABlairican Pie

02-09-2005, 11:29 PM

U2 had returned from a long sabbatical with their new release, Achtung Baby, where not only had the band changed the lyrical focus but also their entire sound. Where their past two albums had dealt with their observations on America and experimenting with traditional American musics, the band had totally focused on the sweeping changes in Eastern Europe, as well as updating their music to a more dance and techno-beat sound. It was a completely different direction for the band--and the change brought in a new string of hits.

The change was not at all easy for the band. In the previous year and a half, U2 were nearly at a breaking point. Bono and the Edge had quarreled over musical differences; Bono seeing the future of music heading toward a more electronic dance direction and the Edge wanting to remain a simple four-piece rock band. While their relationships had hit an impasse, Adam Clayton and Larry Mullen Jr. ventured off together to contribute music for a Cole Porter tribute album to raise money for AIDS awareness. Slowly the band got back together and worked out a compromise. The Edge apparently caught Bono's ideas--for a guitarist interested in "abusing technology," he found a virtual goldmine of sounds and textures to his sonic arsenal that could come from the electronica sound. And it would be completely original and consistently U2. They knew that many longtime fans would be baffled and resist the change, but Bono said that for a band to tread the same old ground would not make the band any bigger. It would keep them small--and Bono was determined to make the band bigger live than they had ever been before.

With the video for the following song, U2 fans got a glimpse of what was in store for them in the 90's. A handheld remote channel surfing over images on cable, with clips of the Bono and the band in glammy leather and sunglasses, in dizzying camera angles. The video showed late night horror movie clips, a brief porn shot, and a bit of MTV Europe. The spectacle had begun.

Even Better Than the Real Thing

Give me one more chance
And you'll be satisfied
Give me two more chances
You won't be denied

Well my heart is where it's always been
My head is somewhere in between
Give me one more chance
Let me be your lover tonight

(check it out)

You're the real thing
Yeah the real thing
You're the real thing
Even better than the real thing
Child...

Give me one last chance
And i'm gonna make you sing
Give me half a chance
To ride on the waves that you bring

You're honey child to a swarm of bees
Gonna blow right through you like a breeze
Give me one last dance
We'll slide down the surface of things

You're the real thing
Yeah the real thing
You're the real thing
Even better than the real thing
Child...

We're free to fly the crimson sky
The sun won't melt our wings tonight

Oh now...here she comes

Take me higher
Take me higher
You take me higher
You take me higher

You're the real thing
Yeah the real thing
You're the real thing
Even better than the real thing
Even better than the real thing
Even better than the real thing

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-09-2005, 11:33 PM

This is one of their best songs from the album:

Who's Gonna Ride Your Wild Horses?

You're dangerous, 'cos you're honest
You're dangerous, 'cos you don't know what you want
Well you left my heart
Empty as a vacant lot
For any spirit to haunt

Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey

You're an accident
Waiting to happen
You're a piece of glass
Left there on the beach
Well you tell me things
I know you're not supposed to
Then you leave me
Just out of reach

Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la la

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee?

Well you stole it
'Cos I needed the cash
And you killed it
'Cos I needed revenge
Well you lied to me
'Cos I asked you to
Baby...can we still be friends?

Hey hey sha la la
Hey hey sha la la la

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna fall at the foot of thee?

The deeper I spin
The hunter will sin ... for your ivory skin

Took a drive in the dirty rain
To a place where the wind calls your name
Under the trees the river laughing
At you and me...
Halluijah, heavens white rose
The doors you open
I just can't close

Don't you turn around
Don't you turn around
Don't you turn around
Your gypsy heart
Don't turn around
Don't turn around again
Don't turn around
And don't look back
Come on now love
Don't you look back

Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who's gonna drown in your blue sea?
Who's gonna taste your salt water kisses?
Who's gonna take the place of me?
Who's gonna ride your wild horses?
Who could tame the heart of thee?

:guitar:

Cactus Jack

02-10-2005, 08:08 AM

I cant wait to get to 1992, Ill be talkign about Weird Al's "Off the Deep End" among other thingsa the Cap'n doesnt cover

Steve M.

02-10-2005, 04:04 PM

Steve M.

02-10-2005, 08:54 PM

Jethro Tull released Catfish Rising in September 1991.

http://www.collecting-tull.com/Albums/CatfishRising.jpg

After a brief return to the band's heavy rock roots with Crest Of a Knave and Rock Island, Ian Anderson returned to the group to a more adlut-alternative, NPR-friendly style of English folk rock. Their eighteenth studio album, Catfish Rising contained such songs as "Sparrow On the Schoolyard Wall" and "White Innocence."

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 10:27 PM

U2 began a major tour in support of Achtung Baby called the Zoo TV Tour, complete with jumbo screens all around the stage and even Volkswagens hanging on hooks. And for the tour, the band shook off the dour preacher cowboy images of their Joshua Tree albums and adopted flamboyant personas,
Bono most being notably a devilish character named McPhisto (combining a demon's name with an evil corporate fast food empire). Many Christians complained about Bono becoming a "devilish" persona, but he responded that even Christian author C.S. Lewis impersonated an elder demon in the bestselling book "The Screwtape Letters" where he instructs a junior demon on the fine art of tempting and trapping a human soul. To adopt a "demonic" persona was not necessarily embracing evil, it was like playing the Devil's advocate to make a point--in this case, their Christian morality plays were demonstrated through personas from "the other side."

All in all, the Zoo TV Tour was one video-splashed media-overkill Satan-o-sonic extrava-gonzo. Welcome to the 90's with McPhisto.

Until the End of the World

Haven't seen you in quite a while
I was down the hold, just passing time
Last time we met was a low-lit room
We were as close together as bride and groom
We ate the food, we drank the wine
Everybody having a good time
Except you
You were talking about the end of the world

I took the money, I spiked your drink
You miss too much these days if you stop to think
You led me on with those innocent eyes
And you know I love the element of surprise
In the garden I was playing the tart
I kissed your lips and broke your heart
You, you were acting like it was the end of the world

In my dream I was drowning my sorrows
But my sorrows they learned to swim
Surrounding me, going down on me
Spilling over the brim
In waves of regret, waves of joy
I reached out for the one I tried to destroy
You, you said you'd wait until the end of the world.

(For Wim Wenders)

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 10:34 PM

The next song was a response, more exactly a one-sided conversation, presumably between Bono and the Edge over their creative differences which threatened the band's unity. It became one of the biggest songs on the album. The pain and longing are unmistakeable. It is one of their best. Three videos were made of the song, one which included the band in drag.

One

Is it getting better
Or do you feel the same
Will it make it easier on you
Now you got someone to blame

You say
One love
One life
When it's one need
In the night
It's one love
We get to share it
It leaves you baby
If you don't care for it

Did I disappoint you?
Or leave a bad taste in your mouth?
You act like you never had love
And you want me to go without

Well it's too late
Tonight
To drag tha past out
Into the light
We're one
But we're not the same
We get to carry each other
Carry each other
One

Have you come here for forgiveness
Have you come tor raise the dead
Havew you come here to play Jesus
To the lepers in your head
Did I ask too much
More than a lot
You gave me nothing
Now it's all I got
We're one
But we're not the same
We hurt each other
Then we do it again

You say
Love is a temple
Love a higher law
Love is a temple
Love the higher law
You ask me to enter
But then you make me crawl
And I can't be holding on
To what you got
When all you got is hurt

One love
One blood
One life
You got to do what you should

One life
With each other
Sisters
Brothers

One life
But we're not the same
We get to carry each other
Carry each other

One

One.

Bono and Adam Clayton:

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 10:37 PM

The Fly

It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
It's no secret that our world is in darkness tonight
They say the sun is sometimes eclipsed by a moon
Y'know I don't see you when she walks in the room

It's no secret that a friend is someone who lets you help
It's no secret that a liar won't believe anyone else
They say a secret is something you tell one other person
So I'm telling you... child

Low Voice Gospel Voice
A man will beg Love we shine like a
A man will crawl Burning star
On the sheer face of love We're fallin' from
Like a fly on a wall The sky.... tonight
It's no secret at all

It's no secret that a conscience can sometimes be a pest
It's no secret ambition bites the nails of success
Every artist is a cannibal every poet is a thief
All kill their inspiration and sing about the grief

Low Voice Gospel Voice
A man will rise Love we shine like a
A man will fall Burning star
From the sheer face of love We're fallin' from
Like a fly from a wall The sky.... tonight
It's no secret at all

Oh yeah
It's no secret that the stars are falling from the sky
The universe exploding 'cosa one man's lie
Look I gotta go
Yeah I'm running outta change
There's a lot of things
If I could I'd rearrange.

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 10:41 PM

This song became the huge hit on the album, the definitive sound of the new U2.

Mysterious Ways

Johnny toke a walk
With your sister the moon
Let her pale light in
To fill up your room
You've been living underground
Eating from a can
You've been running away
From what you don't understand

She's slippy
Your're sliding down
She'll be there
When you hit the ground

It's alright...it's alright...it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright...it's alright...it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways

Johnny take a dive
With your sister in the rain
Let her talk about the things
You can't explain
To touch is to heal
To hurt is to steal
If you want to kiss the sky
Better learn how to kneel (...on your knees boy!)

She's the wave
She turns the tide
She sees the man inside the child

It's alright...it's alright...it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright...it's alright...it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright...it's alright...it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright...it's alright...it's alright
Lift my days...light up my nights

One day you'll look back
And you'll see
Where
You were held how
By this love
While
You could stand
There
And not move on this moment
Follow this feeling

It's alright...it's alright...it's alright
She moves in mysterious ways
It's alright...it's alright...it's alright
We move through miracle days
Spirit moves in mysterious ways
She woves with it
She woves with it
Lift my days and light up my nights

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 10:47 PM

Acrobat

Don't believe what you hear
Don't believe what you see
If you just close your eyes
You can feel the enemy

When I first met you girl
You had fire in your soul
What happened your face
Of melting in snow?
Now it looks like this!

And you can swallow
Or you can spit
You can throw it up
Or choke on it
And you can dream
So dream out loud
You know that your time is coming 'round
...don't let the bastards grind you down

No nothing makes sense
Nothing seems to fit
I know you'd hit out
If you only knew who to hit

And I'd join the movement
If there was one I could believe in
Yeah I'd break bread and wine
If there was a church I could receive in
'Cos I need it now

To take a cup
To fill it up
To drink it slow
I Can't let you go

And I must be
An acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
...don't let the bastards grind you down

What are we doing to do now it's all been said?
No new ideas in the house, and every book has been read

And I must be
An acrobat
To talk like this
And act like that
And you can dream
So dream out loud
And you can find
Your own way out
You can build
And I can will
And you can call
I can't wait until
You can stash
And you can seize
In dreams begin
Responsibilities
And I can love
And I can love
I know that the tide is turning 'round
...don't let the bastards grind you down

In a stage worthy of Pink Floyd's pigs on the wing...U2's Zoo TV Tour cars:

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 10:57 PM

So Cruel

We crossed the line
Who pushed who over?
It doesn't matter to you
It matters to me

We're cut adrift
But still floating
I'm only hanging on
To watch you go down...my love

I disappeared in you
You disappeared from me
I gave you everything you ever wanted
It wasn't what you wanted

The men who love you, you hate the most
They pass through you like a ghost
They look for you but your spirit is in the air
Baby...you're nowhere

You say in love there are no rules
Sweetheart
You're so cruel

Desparation is a tender trap
It gets you every time
You put your lips to her lips
To stop the lie

Her skin is pale like God's only dove
Screams like an angel for your love
Then she makes you watch her from above
And you need her like a drug

You say in love there are no rules
Sweetheart
You're so cruel

She wears my love
Like a see-through dress
Her lips say one thing
Her movements something else
Oh love
Like a screaming flower
Love
Dying every hour

And you don't know if it's fear or desire
Danger of a drug that takes you higher?
Head of heaven
Fingers in the mire

Her heart is racing... you can't keep up
The night is bleeding like a cut
Between the horses of love and lust
In a trampled underfoot

You say in love there are no rules
Sweetheart
You're so cruel

To stay with you I'd be a fool
Sweetheart
You're so cruel.

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 11:15 PM

1991 also saw the beginning of a new summer concert tour that would greatly expose the masses to the rising alternative scene: LOLLAPALOOZA!!

Started by Jane's Addiction frontman Perry Ferrell, Lollapalooza would feature several bands on one outdoor stage as well as booths promoting various artists, political causes, folk art and music experimentation. The first tour did very well, but the following tours would become a total smashing success.

The 1991 Lollapalooza lineup included Jane's Addiction, Siouxsie and the Banshees, Ice-T, Violent Femmes, Fishbone, The Butthole Surfers, and The Rollins Band.

A crowd photo from the final Lollapalooza show at the King County Fairgrounds in Enumclaw, Washington:

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 11:25 PM

Jesus Jones was a dance-oriented British band fronted by lead singer Mike Edwards whose name reportedly actually came from the two most common names in Miami: Jesus (as pronounced "Hayzoos" en espanol) and Jones, one of the most common names in the English language. So since people wouldn't necessarily get the Spanish pronunciation, it just became the commonly pronounced Jesus. Their 1991 sophomore release Doubt featured a huge danceable hit celebrating the fall of the Berlin Wall and the new changes taking place in the world:

Right Here, Right Now

A woman on the radio talked about revolution
when it's already passed her by
Bob Dylan didn't have this to sing about you
you know it feels good to be alive

I was alive and I waited, waited
I was alive and I waited for this
Right here, right now
there is no other place I want to be
Right here, right now
watching the world wake up from history

I saw the decade in, when it seemed
the world could change at the blink of an eye
And if anything
then there's your sign... of the times

I was alive and I waited, waited
I was alive and I waited for this
Right here, right now

I was alive and I waited, waited
I was alive and I waited for this
Right here, right now
there is no other place I want to be
Right here, right now
watching the world wake up from history

Right here, right now
there is no other place I want to be
Right here, right now
watching the world wake up from history

Right here, right now
there is no other place I want to be
Right here, right now
watching the world wake up...

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 11:30 PM

Real, Real, Real

i think i know what you mean
and although it sounds obscene
i will always do my best to understand
you have so many words
and your voice is always heard
but who can say they really understand?

real, real, real
do you feel real?
and if so i'd like to know
how to feel real real
do you feel real?
and if so i'd like to know

well you say you have a big love
and it really sounds like fun
if i knew what it was
then i'm sure i'd like to have one
give me a sign that you
feel some emotion

real, real, real
do you feel real?
and if so i'd like to know
how to feel real real
do you feel real?
and if so i'd like to know

say what you like you know that no-one
really minds
and if there's nothing to say, then
why don't we all go away?

do you real-
do you real-
do you really feel real? (??)

real, real, real
do you feel real?
and if so i'd like to know
how to feel real real
do you feel real?
and if so i'd like to know

but if there's nothing to say, then
why don't we all go away?

real, real, real
do you feel real?
and if so i'd like to know
how to feel real real
do you feel real?
and if so i'd like to know

do you real-
do you real-
do you really feel real?

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 11:31 PM

This was their first big British hit. The lyrics are rather chopped up:

International Bright Young Thing

Please introduce yourself
Let's shock the world with what we know
Squeeze the world
'til it's small enough to join us heel to toe (heel to toe)

International bright young thing
Now you know for sure that you make the world swing
International bright young thing
Make it swing

High in the air between here and there
Somewhere anywhere (anywhere but here)
I feel that i'm always home and i'm
Never in love (never in love with fun) (??)
[the line is "that i'm... never alone" according to the liner notes, but he
Says something after that, too]

International bright young thing
Now you know for sure that you make the world swing
International bright young thing
Make it swing

{????? for this next section}
Asking dragons wishes while...
Sun is making wishes while...
I know he's out there somewhere
I can ___ you, yeah

I'm so tired i can hardly think
So i feel instead and let you loose
Inside my head (inside my head)
I hear you yelling it to me
Spelling it out to me
When i thought i came from nowhere i came from
Everywhere instead (everywhere instead)

International bright young thing
Now you know for sure that you make the world swing
International bright young thing
Make it swing

Band photo:

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 11:42 PM

Jesus Jones' first album, Liquidizer, was released in 1989:

Never Enough

This is the real world made wrong made right
Or maybe just made
You waste my time with explanations
So all the big colors fade

So you want to be happy
Don't you know happy is never enough

Looking for big answers getting nowhere
But then you're swimming in the shallow end
You take these broken bones
I'll tell you something, these things don't mend

So you want to be happy
Don't you know happy is never enough

I'm on the wrong train i can tell
'cause i'm the only one who thinks so
Hard on the heels of getting somewhere
But there are things that we don't know

So you want to be happy
Don't you know happy is never enough

ABlairican Pie

02-10-2005, 11:47 PM

Another band from Britain, Ned's Atomic Dustbin, was unique in that the band used two bassists. Their 1991 album God Fodder featured the hit "Gray Cell Green". Their members included John Penney on vocals, Matt Cheslin and Alex Griffin who both played bass, (one a lower sounding bottom end bass and the other an higher sounding one), Dan Wharton on drums, and a guitarist simply known as Rat. They arrived on the scene as the Madchester scene was winding down and injected a sense of heaviness to the dance hits filling the clubs.

Gray Cell Green

when your desire has been found,
you'll be running far away
you're telling me it's in the trees, in the trees
it's not, it's inside me
you're telling me it's on the ground, all around
it's not, it's inside me
you're telling me it's in disguise, well use your eyes
it's not, it's inside me
you're telling me it's mother earth, some sign of birth
it's not, it's inside me
the grey sells green only if the green cell's grey
the grey cell's green only if the green sells grey

Your desire has been found

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

Steve M.

02-11-2005, 10:48 AM

In a stage worthy of Pink Floyd's pigs on the wing...U2's Zoo TV Tour cars!

Ich bin ein Trabanter! :lol:

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 01:42 PM

One of the ways that "the Neds" tried to promote themselves was with T-shirts that could be sold with the purchase of every copy of God Fodder. It worked, because I bought one in 1991. :D

Another big song of theirs was "Kill Your Television."

Happy

feeling so frustrated
even antiquated
'cause you can't update me
if i'm overrated
you fly off the handle
wait till i'm not there
if you will fly off the handle
wait till i'm not there
'cause i will talk
maybe you will listen
but you won't hear a single
word i say
i will talk
you will listen
we have a house where
i'm in your hair
i'll go spare
and leave you happy
there

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 02:06 PM

One Scottish band that seemed poised to cash in on the new trend in edgier, guitar heavy pop music was Teenage Fanclub, with their album Bandwagonesque. The tunes such as "Star Sign" and "The Concept" were so catchy that SPIN Magazine's Glasgow correspondent called the album "the greatest album made by white people in ten years." Unfortunately, the album did not have quite the American breakthrough that it did in the UK.

However, KISS bassist/business mogul/money glutton Gene Simmons threatened legal action for the band's album cover, claiming it was infringing on his own personal trademark. :rolleyes: :lol:

Star Sign

Hey there's a horseshoe on my door; big deal.
And say there's a black cat on the floor, big deal.

If these things make your day
Well if these things change your day

Well do you know where you belong?
And is your star sign ever wrong?

If these things change your day,
Well if these things make your day
Seen it all before, seen it all before...
In a time these things will change

Hey there's a side of me unknown, big deal.
And say, should this unknown force be shown, big deal.

If these thoughts make your day
Well if these thoughts change your day
Seen it all before, seen it all before
Given time these things will change
Seen it all before, seen it all before
Given time these things will change.

If these things change your day
Well if this song makes your day.
Seen it all before, seen it all before
Given time these things will change
Seen it all before, seen it all before
Given time these things will change

:guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 02:08 PM

The Concept

She wears denim wherever she goes
Says she's gonna get some records by the Status Quo
Oh yeah...Oh yeah...

Still she won't be forced against her will
Says she don't do drugs but she does the pill
Oh yeah...Oh yeah...

I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...
I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...

Says she likes my hair 'cause it's down my back
Says she likes the group 'cause we pull in the slack
Oh yeah...Oh yeah...

When she's at the gig she takes her car
And she drive us home if it is in a bar
Oh yeah...Oh yeah...

I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...
I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...

[Solo]

I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...
I didn't want to hurt you oh yeah...

[Pause]

Aaaah... Aaaah... Aaaah...

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 02:22 PM

One Chicago band released an album of distorted Beatlesque pop ditties with bittersweet lyrics and a bit of distortion, Material Issue with their disc International Pop Overthrow. Songs such as "Valerie Loves Me" and "What Girls Want" sound happy on the outside, but hide a deep pain over lost relationships in tunes written by the band's perfectionist frontman Jim Ellison.
The band did not have quite the breakthrough many had hoped for, and Ellison
committed suicide in 1996. :(

Valerie Loves Me

Valerie's lancing, in the room above my bed you know
for all of the world below to see
Valerie's leaving, in a car outside my house you know
its such a shame she's not with me and all the pretty things
and all the love my heart would bring
I would give my whole life to her

Valerie loves me

Valerie's riding, in a car around my neighboorhood
she's thinking of all the men she'll meet
I could only hope for a stolen moment of her thoughts
between the walk to the club and all the drinks she'll have
in a crowded room where everybody leaves too soon
I only hope that she remembers me

Valerie loves me

Valerie loves me

Valerie's lonely, in an apartment down the street you know
and her hair has turned so grey
but she's so happy, for the memories she has you know
she can believe in the day when love was on a string
and she could have that anything she ever wanted
but she cant have me

Valerie loves me

:guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 02:38 PM

Matthew Sweet, who had been a fixture on the alternative pop scene since the mid-80's with tunes such as "Spend Time With Me", branched out with a guitar-heavy album with his brand of 60's-style neo-psychedelic pop on his album Girlfriend. He also had a hand in writing tunes about breakdowns with various women.

Girlfriend

I want to love somebody
I hear you need somebody to love
Oh I want to love somebody
I hear you're looking
for somebody to love

'Cause you need to be back
in the arms of a good friend
and I need to be back
in the arms of a girlfriend

I didn't know nobody
and then I saw you coming my way
Oh I didn't know nobody
and then I saw you coming my way

Don't you need to be back
in the arms of a good friend?
Oh 'cause honey believe me
I'd sure love to call you
my girlfriend
[solo]

Don't you need to be back
in the arms of a good friend?
Oh 'cause honey believe me
I'd sure love to call you
my girlfriend

'Cause you
got a good thing going baby
You only need somebody to love
Oh you got a good thing going
You're only looking
for someone to love
'Cause you need to get back
in the arms of a good friend

And I'm never gonna set you free
No I'm never gonna set you free

:guitar: :banana: :mango

This is not him on the cover, btw, it's a classic famous actress, but I forget who:

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 02:43 PM

Matthew Sweet was becoming a front runner in the revival of power pop with his distorted guitar style and catchy lyrics.

Divine Intervention

I don't know where I'm gonna live
Don't know if I'll find a place
I'd have to think about it some
And that I do not wish to face
I guess I'm counting on his
Divine Intervention

I cannot understand my God
I don't know why it gets to me
One day my life is filled with joy
And then we find we disagree
All depending on his
Divine Intervention

Does he love us does he love us?
Does he love us does he love us?
I look around and all I see is destruction
We're all Counting on his
Divine Intervention

When he comes the sun shine
When he comes the sun shine
Sunshine, the sunshine
Here it comes...

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 02:51 PM

On the video for this song, he showed his love for Japanese anime cartoons. The music was very upbeat and jangly:

I've Been Waiting

When you said to me
You are not so old
Did I know it then?
'Cause I had just been told

I didn't think I'd find you
Perfect in so many ways
But I've been waiting [waiting]
And I want to [have you]
I've been waiting [waiting]
And I want to

The secret on your lips
That nobody knows
Gentle in your eyes
You can wear my clothes

I didn't think I'd find you
Perfect in so many ways
But I've been waiting [waiting]
And I want to [have you]
I've been waiting [waiting]
And I want to [have you]
I've been waiting [waiting]
And I want to

I've been waiting [waiting]
I've been waiting [waiting]
I've been waiting [waiting]
I've been waiting [waiting]

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 03:05 PM

After spending the past several years in obscurity since 1986's Number Ten Upping Street, former Clash guitarist Mick Jones andBig Audio Dynamite re-grouped with new members and a new album, The Globe, just in time to catch the last big wave of the Madchester scene (which may have had a big impact on U2's musical direction as well). The band released hits such as "The Globe", a dance tune using sampled parts of the Clash's "Should I Stay or Should I Go?", and the number "Rush", both which went well in the clubs and in America.

Unfortunately, that was the last we had heard from them.

A note about the Madchester scene, there are a few songs that I remember hearing on the radio and MTV at that time, but the titles escape me, and I would like to include those...if I find out the names of them. :confused:

The Globe

Break it on down
Bless you
Bless you
I wanna bless you
Bless you

Where are you going
My beautiful friend
Is this the road that
You take till the end
And if we left behind
Is this the highway
Of our mankind

Axes spins so round and round we go
Where we're goin' no one really knows
Here we here we here we here we go
Feel the fire
Way down below

Come on dim the lights
It's party time
Switch on the strobe

Do what you like
Gonna have a ball tonight
Let's have a ball
Down at the Globe

Come on dim the lights
Switch on the strobe
We're gonna have a ball tonight
Down at the Globe

Get up and clean your teeth and have a shave
It's 1 a. m. let's go out to a rave
One more and before we hit that grave
It's harder than a microwave wave

(Chorus)
Come on dim the lights
It's party time
Switch on the strobe
Do what you like
Gonna have a ball tonight
Let's have a ball
Down at the Globe

(Repeat Chorus)

Where's the party officer?

(Repeat Chorus)

Here we go party time break it all down

Where is the failure
Not in this land
But still you try to
Get what you can
You know that it's bad but
If you insist
Here's one more chance now
That you just missed

(Repeat Chorus)

I believe you
I believe you

(Repeat Chorus)

Waking up the global warming way
Napalm cornflakes for my special kay

What's the health department got to say
Don't smoke more than 50 *cigs* a day

(Repeat Chorus)

Come on party on down

(Repeat Chorus)

:banana: :mango party:

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 03:09 PM

Rush

If I had my time again
I would do it all the same
And not change a single thing
Even when I was to blame
For the heartache and the pain
That I caused throughout my years
How I loved to be your man
Through the laughter and the tears

(Chorus)
Situation no win
Rush for a change of atmosphere
I cover the walls so I give in
Gotta get myself right out of here

Now I'm fully clothed
And I know where it's at
Somehow I stay thin
While the other guys got fat
All the chances that I've blown
And the times that I've been down
I didn't get too high
Kept my feet on the ground

(Repeat Chorus)

(interlude) yes, it's delightful, delightful
"Rush for a change of atmosphere....."
.. I wish I could sing like that. Not everything is singing you
know.
The only important thing these days, is rhythm and melody.
Rhythm ...
and melody.
.. A time to laugh
A time to cry

And of all my friends
You've been the best to me
Soon will be the thing
When I will pay you handsomely
Broken hearts are hard to mend
You know I've had my share
But life just carries on
Even when I'm not there

(Repeat chorus x2)

Gotta get myself right
Gotta get myself right
Gotta get myself right
Outta here
Gotta get myself right
Gotta get myself right
Gotta get myself right
Outta here

:banana: :mango

Mick Jones 1995 pic:

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 03:17 PM

Another veteran punk band was making a strong showing in 1991, Social Distortion with their album Somewhere Between Heaven and Hell. The band fronted by Mike Ness moved away from the dance-pop alternative and the Seattle grunge and played it straight and hard.

Bad Luck

Some people like to gamble,
But you, you always lose.
Some people like to rock 'n' roll,
you're always singin' the blues
You gotta nasty disposition,
No one really knows the reason why,
You gotta bad, bad reputation,
Gonna hang your head down and cry...
[Chorus:]
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
Thirteen's my lucky number,
To you it means stay inside.
Black cat done crossed my path,
No reason to run and hide.
You're looking through a cracked mirror,
No one really knows the reason why.
Your enemies are gettin' nearer,
Gonna hang down your head and cry...
[Chorus:]
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
You got bad, bad luck
Bad, bad luck
Some people go to church on Sundays,
others they pray at home.
You tell them that there ain't no God,
that they're better off standin' alone.
You're always scratchin' at the eight ball,
No one really knows the reason why.
You get to the top and then you fall,
Gonna hang down your head and cry.

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Cactus Jack

02-12-2005, 03:20 PM

Cant wait til 1992

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 03:22 PM

Born to Lose

I was brought in this world 1962,
I didn't have much choice you see.
But by the time I was eight,
I could tell it was too late,
I was already barking up the wrong tree.
When I was in school you thought I was a fool,
In trouble,
Breaking all the rules.
I was absent from class,
My daddy spanked my bare ass,
But I sure tried hard to be cool.
[Chorus:]
Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.
Born to lose, you're just bad news,
You don't get a second chance.
It was a hot summer night in mid July,
A hangover and a black eye.
Your momma said I was a loser,
A dead end cruiser, And deep inside I know that she was right.
[Chorus:]
Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.
Born to lose, you're just bad news,
You don't get a second chance.
I tried to get myself a job
Because that's the way that
Things are, wanna have nice
Things and go far. Well I'm sorry
Honey, I ain't got much money
But I can sure play this here old
Guitar. As the years went on,
I made a few mistakes it was a
Troublebound for this young
Man. The police knockin' at my
Door, "Well he don't live here no
More, and he's playin' in a rock 'n'
Roll band."
[Chorus:]
Born to lose, was what they said,
You know I was better off dead.
Born to lose, you're just bad news,
You don't get a second chance.

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 04:22 PM

Cant wait til 1992
Is that a way of saying we've done too much of '91? ;) :lol:

I was looking at all the things I had yet to post on 1991, and I realized...OMG, LOTS of stuff! :eek: But I'll have to reshuffle and get to '92 as soon as we can!

Steve M.

02-12-2005, 04:26 PM

Steve M.

02-12-2005, 04:50 PM

Change - most of it for the better - was happening in the ealry nineties faster than Miami Steve Van Zandt or Bono could document. In February 1990, Nelson Mandela (below) was finally freed by the white minority government of South Africa, leading that country down the path to equality and true democracy.

http://academic.brooklyn.cuny.edu/history/virtual/portrait/mandela.jpg

A month later, a tiny republic of the vast Soviet Union struck a blow for freedom. Lithuania declared its independence from the U.S.S.R. Mikhail Gorbachev tried diplomacy, then force (a Red Army occupation) three days before the Gulf War started), but the taste for freedom got into the months of other republic leaders. The other Baltic states of Latvia and Estonia declared independence, followed by the Transcaucasian states of Armenia, Azerbaijan, and Georgia.

Hardliners in the Kremlin tried to prevent increased calls for independence and /or autonomy from the fifteen republics - and Gorbachev's reforms. In August 1991, they put him under house arrest at his summer house on the Black Sea. Boris Yeltsin (below), president of the Russian republic (the equivalent of being the governor of a big American state), protested the move, and Gorbachev was released. The hardliners had failed to take over the country.

http://www.fuhsd.net/schools/fhs/teachers/lzastrow/images/Soviet%20Union/Boris%20Yeltsin.jpg

The Baltic states officially became independent in September 1991. Three months later, Gorabchev, unable to hold the remaining twelve republics of the Soviet Union together, could see that the U.S.S.R. was finished. On December 25, 1991, he dissolved the Soviet Union and resigned as its president.

http://www.historyguide.org/images/gorbachev.gif

The Cold War was over.

But a new shooting war began in Yugoslavia, as Slovenia and Croatia fought wars for independence from the mother country. Both won their freedom.

ABlairican Pie

02-12-2005, 04:52 PM

It's Tuesday Weld. :)
Oh yeah, now I remember!

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 04:11 PM

Here is the most popular song from Social Distortion's self-titled 1990 album:

Ball and Chain

Well it's been ten years and a thousand tears
And look at the mess I'm in-
A broken nose and a broken heart,
An empty bottle of gin
Well I sit and I pray
In my broken down Chevrolet-
While I'm singin' to myself
There's got to be another way

[Chorus:]
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain
I'm lonely and I'm tired
And I can't take any more pain
Take away, take away
Never to return again
Take away, take away
Take away this ball and chain

Well I've searched and I've searched
To find the perfect life-
A brand new car and a brand new suit
I even got me a little wife-
But wherever I have gone
I was sure to find myself there-
You can run all your life
But not go anywhere

[Chorus]

Well I'll pass the bar on the way
To my dingy hotel room-
I spent all my money
Been drinkin' since half past noon-
I'll wake there in the mornin'
Or maybe in the county jail-
Times are hard getting harder
I'm born to lose and destined to fail-

[Chorus]

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 04:31 PM

After the breakup of 80's indie hardcore band Black Flag, former frontman Henry Rollins assembled his own band, The Rollins Band, with an accomplished group of musicians including Chris Haskett on guitar, Bernie Wandel on bass and drummer Mick Green. Their 1991 album The End of the Silence captured Rollins' essence perfectly. It was raw and intense, as Rollins himself appeared onstage. He was a charismatic, intimidating frontman with tattoos which covered his entire bare chest and back, and his physique showed that he definitely worked out. Not only did he show physical power onstage, but his musical and lyrical power were captivating.

Tearing

The way you look at me
Is tearing me apart
And the way I make you feel
Is tearing you apart
And the things we're doing to each other
Is tearing us apart
Look at you and me, tearing each other apart
I don't mean to do it
You don't mean to do it
So we better stop it now
Because we're tearing each other apart

It's hard to be alone
But it's harder to be with you
I'm a lying liar with my pants on fire
Tearing myself apart
Slamming down the phone right in your face
Tearing you apart
Whe I see you
I want to tell you
But then I lose the words

Better walk away
Before we crawl away
I've got a hole inside
And I keep it deep inside
And I'm going to go inside
Because I've got to get away
To see if I'm ok
Sometimes things don't work out
It tears you apart, it tears me apart
Sometimes happens all the time
And I'm feeling torn apart

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 04:35 PM

Obscene

I'm so confused
Can't find the line
Between what I use and abuse

So unreal
How I lie and try to deny
The things that I feel

I'll love you and hate you both at the same time
Heal you and hurt you and laugh as you cry

Why I don't know
Right at you right in you
Right thru you right past you I go

Can't you see
First it's him then it's her
Then it's us then it's you
Then it's me

Misery, depression, elation all mine
Refine, confinement all my design

You and me
Pathetic we cling
We think that we're free

Ugly
You and me
You see, you see the real me

So obscene
Flapping wildly
You see what I mean

Keep away
Can't see why you do what you do
And say what you say

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 04:36 PM

Live pic:

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 04:37 PM

Group pic:

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 04:46 PM

Going back across the Atlantic, one band that could still capture the Madchester mania was EMF with their album Schubert Dip, featuring the rave dance classic, "Unbelievable." The band's name stood for "Ecstasy MotherF:censored:s", in salute to the hallucinogenic drug that was quickly becoming the drug of choice among the all night dance crowd which made users become twisted hug freaks who found heightened sexual exhileration while taking it.

Unbelievable

You burden me with your questions
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
But don't listen to my replies

You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through
And leave you

The things, you say
Your purple prose just gives you away
The things, you say
You're unbelievable

You burden me with your problems
By telling me more than mine
I'm always so concerned
With the way you say
You've always go to stop
To think of us being one
Is more than I ever know
But this time, I realize
I'm going to shoot through
And leave you

The things, you say
Your purple prose just gives you away
The things, you say
You're unbelievable

Seemingly lastless, don't mean
You can ask us
Pushing down the relative
Bringing out your higher self
Think of the fine times
Pushing down the better few
Instead of bringing out the clues
To what the world and everything anger to
Brace yourself with the grace of ease
I know this world ain't what it seems.

(You're unbelievable)
You burden me with your questions
You'd have me tell no lies
You're always asking what it's all about
But don't listen to my replies

You say to me I don't talk enough
But when I do I'm a fool
These times I've spent, I've realized
I'm going to shoot through
And leave you

The things, you say
Your purple prose just gives you away
The things, you say
It's why I love you more
The things, you say
Your purple prose just gives you away
The things, you say
You're unbelievable

You're so unbelievable

You're unbelievable

(You're unbelievable)

You're unbelievable

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 04:48 PM

Right tidy bunch of lads, say wot? ;)

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 04:57 PM

1991 also saw the release of an alternative supergroup of sorts, the band Electronic which featured Neil Tennant of the Pet Shop Boys, guitarist Johnny Marr formerly of The Smiths and keyboardist Bernard Summer of New Order. Their album Getting Away With It featured a title song which is one of the most beautiful, danceable and bittersweet love songs in the world. It is sad and joyous at the same time.

Getting Away With It

I've been walking in the rain just to get wet on purpose
I've been forcing myself not to forget just to feel worse

I've been getting away with it all my life(getting away)

CHORUS
However I look it's clear to see that
I love you more than you love me

I hate that mirror, it makes me feel so worthless
I'm an original sinner but when I'm with you I couldn't careless

I've been getting away with it all my life
Getting away with it all my life

I thought I gave up falling in love a long long time ago
I guess I like it, but I can't tell you,
You shouldn't really know, and it's been true
All my life, yes it's been true all my life
I've been talking to myself just to suggest that I'm selfish
(getting ahead)
I've been trying to impress that more is less
and I'm repressed ( I should do what he said)

CHORUS

Getting away with it...

:banana: :mango

Cactus Jack

02-13-2005, 05:36 PM

Is that a way of saying we've done too much of '91? ;) :lol:

I was looking at all the things I had yet to post on 1991, and I realized...OMG, LOTS of stuff! :eek: But I'll have to reshuffle and get to '92 as soon as we can!
OK!

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 06:24 PM

One of the biggest albums of 1991 was the breakthrough disk by the Red Hot Chili Peppers,

Blood Sugar Sex Magik.

The album expanded the definition of alternative beyond just the edgy droning guitar rock from Seattle,
but the funk sounds of their native L.A. They had pushed the boundaries further that had been set down previously by funk-metal alternative noisemakers Faith No More. Audiences everywhere were soaking up the thumping bass of Flea, the jamming guitar of John Frusciante, and the sweaty, salty lyrics of Anthony Kiedis. The band became a whipping boy of the politically correct minions who cringed at the blatant salaciousness of songs such as "Give It Away," and "Suck My Kiss." The band was also excellent at such balladesque tunes as the hit "Under the Bridge" and "Breaking the Girl."

But just as the band had hit the big time, Frusciante left the band while on tour. He was unprepared for the band's soaring success, and he also was nursing a very big problem which would plague many artists during the decade: heroin. His health declined rapidly.

Give It Away

What I've got you've got to give it to your mamma
What I've got you've got to give it to your pappa
What I've got you've got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don't stop continue

Realize I don't want to be a miser
Confide with sly you'll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin' upriser
How come everybody wanna keep it like the kaiser

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
I can't tell if I'm a king pin or a pauper

Greedy little people in a sea of distress
Keep your more to receive your less
Unimpressed by material excess
Love is free love me say hell yes

I'm a low brow but I rock a little know how
No time for the piggies or the hoosegow
Get smart get down with the pow wow
Never been a better time than right now

Bob Marley poet and a prophet
Bob Marley taught me how to off it
Bob Marley walkin' like he talk it
Goodness me can't you see I'm gonna cough it

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Ooh... Ooh yeah
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
I can't tell iff I'm a king pin or a pauper

Lucky me swimmin' in my ability
Dancin' down on life with agility
Come and drink it up from my fertility
Blessed with a bucket of lucky mobility

My mom I love her 'cause she love me
Long gone are the times when she scrub me
Feelin' good my brother gonna hug me
Drinkin' my juice young love chug-a-lug me

There's a river born to be a giver
Keep you warm won't let you shiver
His heart is never gonna wither
Come on everybody time to deliver

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
I can't tell if I'm a king pin or a pauper

What I've got you've got to give it to your mamma
What I've got you've got to give it to your pappa
What I've got you've got to give it to your daughter
You do a little dance and then you drink a little water

What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
What I've got you've got to get it put it in you
Reeling with the feeling don't stop continue

Realize I don't want to be a miser
Confide wisely you'll be the wiser
Young blood is the lovin' upriser
How come everybody wanna keep it like the kaiser

Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now
Give it away give it away give it away now

Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away now
Give it away

No-ooo-w

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango:

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 06:31 PM

Suck My Kiss

Yeah, oh yeah
Yeah, oh yeah
Hit me

Should have been, could have been
Would have been dead
If I didn't get a message
Goin' thru' my head
I am what I am
Most motherf:censored:ers
Don't give a damn
Aw baby think you can
Be my girl, I'll be your man

Someone full of fun
Do me 'till I'm well done
Little Bo peep
Cumin' from my stun gun
Beware... take care
Most motherf:censored:ers
Have a cold ass stare
Aw baby please be there
Suck my kiss cut me my share

Hit me you can't hurt me
Suck my kiss
Kiss me please pervert me
Stick with this
Is she talking dirty
Give to me sweet sacred bliss
Your mouth was made to suck my kiss

Look at me can't you see
All I really want to be
Is free from a world
That hurts me
I need relief
Do you want me girl
To be your thief
Aw baby just for you
I'd steal anything that you want me to

K - I - S - S - I - N - G
Chicka chicka dee
Do me like a banshee
Low brow is how
Swimming in the sound
Of bow wow wow
Aw baby do me now
Do me here I do allow

Hit me you can't hurt me
Suck my kiss
Kiss me please pervert me
Stick with this
Is she gonna curtsy?
Give to me sweet sacred bliss
That mouth was made to...

Should have been, could have been
Would have been dead
If I didn't get the message
Goin' thru my head
I am what I am
Most motherf:censored:ers
Don't give a damn
Aw baby think you can
Be my girl, I'll be your man

Someone full of fun
Do me 'till I'm well done
Little Bo peep
Cummin' from my stun gun
Beware... take care
Most motherf:censored:ers
Have a cold ass stare
Aw baby please be there
Suck my kiss cut me my share

Hit me you can't hurt me
Suck my kiss
Kiss me please pervert me
Stick with this
Is she talking dirty
Give to me sweet sacred bliss
That mouth was made to suck my kiss

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango:

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 06:35 PM

Under the Bridge

Sometimes I feel
Like I don't have a partner
Sometimes I feel
Like my only friend
Is the city I live in
The city of Angels
Lonely as I am
Together we cry

I drive on her streets
'Cause she's my companion
I walk through her hills
'Cause she knows who I am
She sees my good deeds and
She kisses me windy
I never worry
Now that is a lie

I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
I don't ever want to feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way (yeah yeah)

It's hard to believe
That there's nobody out there
It's hard to believe
That I'm all alone
At least I have her love
The city she loves me
Lonely as I am
Together we cry

I don't ever wanna feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way
I don't ever want to feel
Like I did that day
Take me to the place I love
Take me all the way (yeah yeah)
Ooh no (no no yeah yeah)
Love me I say yeah yeah

Under the bridge downtown
Is were I drew some blood
Under the bridge downtown
I could not get enough
Under the bridge downtown
Forgot about my love
Under the bridge downtown
I gave my life away (yeah yeah)
Ooh no (no no yeah yeah)
Love me I say yeah yeah

Anthony Kiedis, a new sex symbol:

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 06:39 PM

Breaking the Girl

I am a man
Cut from the know
Rarely do friends
Come and then go
She was a girl
Soft but estranged
We were the two
Our lives rearranged
Feeling so good that day
A feeling of love that day

Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
She meant you no harm
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
He loves no one else

Raised by my dad
Girl of the day
He was my man
That was the way
She was the girl
Left alone
Feeling the need
To make me her home
I don't know what when or why
The twilight of love had arrived

Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
She meant you no harm
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
He loves no one else

Twisting and turning
Your feelings are burning
You're breaking the girl
She meant you no harm
Think you're so clever
But now you must sever
You're breaking the girl
He loves no one else

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 06:51 PM

Siouxsie and the Banshees did a complete turnabout with their 1991 album Superstition: not only was the album full of danceable pop tunes that were totally opposite of her dark songs of the past, but her image was that more of...a middle-class mother? Her black gothic look seemed to be replaced in her videos by a more mature, wholesome look. One of her big hits on the album was a song whose title was based on one of the last words spoken by ill-fated actress Jayne Mansfield who died in a tragic car crash in the 60's, "Kiss Them For Me."

The response to her performance at Lollapalooza was allegedly tepid.

Kiss Them For Me

It glittered and it gleamed
for the arriving beauty queen
a ring and a car
now you're the prettiest by far
No party she'd not attend
no invitation she wouldn't send
transfixed by the inner sound
of your promise to be found

"Nothing or no-one will ever
make me let you down"

Kiss them for me -- I may be delayed
Kiss them for me -- if I am delayed

It's divoon, oh it's serene
in the fountains pink champagne
someone carving their devotion
in the heart shaped pool of fame

"Nothing or no-one will ever
make me let you down"

Kiss them for me -- I may be delayed
Kiss them for me -- I may find myself delayed

On the road to New Orleans
a spray of stars hit the screen
as the 10th impact shimmered
the forbidden candles beamed

Kiss them for me -- I may be delayed
Kiss them for me -- I may find myself delayed

Kiss them for me -- Kiss them for me

Kiss them for me -- I may find myself delayed

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 06:55 PM

Fear of the Unknown

I get the feeling -- I'm not alone
I get the feeling -- it's someone I don't know
Do you ever have the strange sensation
when you're standing mighty tall
to jump from 17 floors and crash into freefall

but then fear takes control -- fear of the unknown

Imagine two complete strangers
who suspect they were meant to be
both in need of love and affection
yet their suspicions prevent something heavenly

Fear takes control -- fear of the unknown

Aware of what will hurt you
you're prepared to remain this way
so sad yet safe with your afflictions
afraid to start a brand new day

We all get the strangest feeling
when we're standing mighty tall
to jump from 17 floors and crash into freefall

but then fear carries all -- fear of the unknown
fear takes its toll -- fear of the unknown

Aware of what will hurt you
you're prepared to remain this way
so sad yet safe with your afflictions
afraid to start a brand new day

ABlairican Pie

02-13-2005, 06:57 PM

Shadowtime

The voice asleep, the voice has vanished
from the top of the sky to the place below
touch the surface and the mirror bends
your words resound, out of control
freeze into time now

Still inside, yet doubt survives
it all begins, beneath the skin
No-one is near, no-one will hear
your changeling song take shape
in Shadowtime

Turn your wish to a vapour, the silhouette fades
eclipse your blue eyes, and the outline remains
from the house of the moon to the stars up above
amidst the comets, first sight of love

so begins the countdown

Falling sky, a solar sigh
it all begins, beneath the skin
No-one is near, no-one will hear
your changeling song takes shape
in Shadowtime

Shadowtime --

Catching fire, taking hold
all that glisters leaves you cold
No-one is near, no-one will head
your changeling song take shape
in Shadowtime

Shadowtime --

:banana: :mango

Cactus Jack

02-13-2005, 07:08 PM

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 06:59 PM

One band that did not quite fit the grunge label but whose lead singer uniquely fit the title of "Queen of Grunge" was a band out of L.A. that went by the name:

HOLE.

Their lead singer, manic songstress Courtney Love, not only was a rabid spitfire of a musician, but the ace up her sleeve was her romantic relationship to Nirvana's Kurt Cobain. Their 1991 debut, Pretty on the Inside was a raw piece of cutting edge alternative rock, and further established the place of women in what was previously considered a man's genre.

Teenage Whore

When I was a teenage whore
My mother asked me she said, Baby, what for?
I give you plenty, why do you want more?
Baby why are you a teenage whore?
I said I feel so, alone and I,
I wish I could die
I've seen the things you put me through and I
I wish I could die

When I was a teenage whore
The rain came down like it never did before
I pay good money not to be ignored
Why am I a teenage whore
I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you
Denying what...what what you put me through
Of my house...get out of my house
Get out of my house
Get out of my house!

When I was a teenage whore
My mother asked me she said, Baby, what for?
I give you plenty, why do you want more?
Baby, why are you a teenage whore?
I've seen your repulsion and it looks real good on you
I don't want to live what you had...you have put me through
I wanted that shirt and I, I wanted those pants
It's all the light put me through and I
And I never had a way

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 07:16 PM

Courtney Love wasn't much of a looker. But in the 90's, looks and being pretty weren't everything. She was about being real, being honest, and writing about real things, even if they could be real ugly. Songs such as "Garbage Man" and "Babydoll" had attitude straight from the gutter of life.
The band also featured guitarist Eric Erlandson (the only male member), drummer Samantha Maloney, and bassist Melissa Auf Der Mar.

Pretty On the Inside

Slut-kiss girl won't you promise her smack
Is she pretty on the inside
Is she pretty from the back
Slut-kiss girl won't you water her rack
Is she pretty on the inside
Baby pretty from the back
Slut-kiss girl molasses rot black strap
Is she ugly on the inside
Baby ugly, ugly from the back
There's no power like my pretty power
My pretty power my ugly
Slut-kiss girl won't you promise her smack
Is she pretty on the inside
Is she ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly ugly

Bad boy
Rows and rows of angel hair
And ice cream pencils baby do they care
And fibre yah glass where is she powered that way
Blues and shoes but this isn't ugly
Yah where is it a marriage in a wheel
Will to calls that way
But now they only block the sun
They rain and snow on everyone so so many things
Wow hey I made it down
I I I I made it mosh in everyone acid in your hair
Acid stars you're getting there
Is she high that way
But now it's just another show
Your living life as ready go
It's all it's all a doll no a doll
Give me a shelf of a whore
Yah now my friends are ugly strange
They shake their heads man
They gave us a trap well
We'll send this love as
Rearrange of who of
Baby I lie with pictures now
From riddle love and streets of gold
He says he reach of a candy heart of
I really love it I really don't know
I really don't know I really don't know
I really don't know like I used to live
Yah berry parts and I wow what was it

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 07:28 PM

Apparently 1991 was a perfect time for Primus, with their wacky Sailing the Seas of Cheese hitting the charts. Les Claypool was redefining the term bass hero with his piccolo bass on songs such as "Jerry Was a Race Car Driver" and "Tommy the Cat." His mutant brand of funk bass playing was all over the place, accentuated by the equally disturbed guitar and percussion of Larry LaLonde and Tim Alexander.

The threesome were fortunate to receive wide exposure when they were asked to open for another popular trio, Rush, on their upcoming tour. Les Claypool was ecstatic to be the support act of his personal bass hero, Geddy Lee.

This song contains bass notes that previously did not exist in nature:

Jerry Was a Race Car Driver

Jerry was a race car driver
And he drove so goddamned fast
He never did win no checkered flag
But he never did come in last
Jerry was a race car driver
He’d say el solo number one
With a bocephus sticker
On his 442 he’d light ’em up
Just for fun

Captain pierce was a fireman
Richmond engine #3
I’ll be a wealthy man when I get
A dime for all the things that
Man taught to me
Captain pierce was a strong man
Strong as any man alive
It stuck in his craw that they
Made him retire at the age of 65

Jerry was a race car driver
22 years old
Had too many cold beers one night
And wrapped himself around a telephone pole.

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 07:39 PM

Gravelly-voiced Tom Waits even lent his vocals to the spoken-word portion of "Tommy the Cat":

Tommy the Cat

I remember as it were a meal ago

Said tommy the cat as he reeled back to clear whatever foreign matter
May have nestled it’s way into his mighty throat. many a fat alley rat
Had met it’s demise while staring point blank down the cavernous barrel
Of this awesome prowling machine. truly a wonder of nature this urban
Predator. tommy the cat had many a story to tell, but it was a rare
Occasion such as this that he did.

She came slidin’ down the alleyway like butter drippin’ off a hot
Biscuit. the aroma, the mean scent, was enough to arouse suspicion in
Even the oldest of tigers that hung around the hot spot in those
Days. the sight was beyond belief. many a head snapped for double,
Even triple, takes as this vivacious feline made her her way into the
Delta of the alleyway where the most virile of the young tabbys were
Known to hang out. they hung in droves. such a multitude of
Masculinity could only be found in one place... and that was
O’malley’s alley. the air was thick with cat calls (no pun intended)
But not even a muscle in her neck did twitch as she sauntered up into
The heart of the alley. she knew what she wanted. she was lookin’
For that stud bull, the he cat. and that was me. tommy the cat is my
Name and I say unto thee...

Say baby do you wanna lay down by me
Say baby do you wanna lay down by me
Say baby do you wanna lay down by me
Say baby do you wanna lay down by me

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango :cat:

Les Claypool:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 07:47 PM

This was always a fun one in concert. Larry LaLonde made some interesting pedal effects with his guitar on this.

Speaking of which, when opening for Rush, Les Claypool announced to the audience:

"LAIDIES AND GENTLEMEN: THIS SHOW IS DEDICATED TO BARNEY FIFE!!!!!!!!"

:lol:

Those Damn Blue Collar Tweekers

I've seen them out at Soco
They're pounding sixteen penny nails
The truckers on the interstate
Have been known to ride the rails
The sweat is beating on the brow
Can't keep these fellas down
'Cause those damned blue-collared tweekers
Are runnin' this here town

I knew a man who hung drywall
He hung it mighty quick
A trip or two to the blue room
WOuld help him do the trick
Hise foreman would pat him on the back
Whenever he would come around
'Cause these dammed blue-collar tweekers
Are beloved in this here town

Now the union boys are there
To protect us from all the corporate type
While curious George's drug patrol
Is out here hunting snipe
Now they try to tell me different
But you know I ain't no clown
'Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Are the backbone of this town

Now the flame that burns twice as bright
Burns only half as long
My eyes are growing weary
As I finalize this song
So sit back and have a cup o' joe
And watch the wheels go round
'Cause those damned blue-collar tweekers
Have always run this town

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 07:49 PM

Primus were one incredibly different type of prog band, all right. Tim Alexander had a drum kit to make Neil Peart jealous.

Here Come the Bastards

Here they come
Here come the bastards
I heard it from a confidant -
Who heard it form a confidant
They’re definitely on their way
There’s one with this idea
Something about a hammer head shark
Nosehairs and flatus
Best keep your distance because
Here they come here come the bastards
Bury your head deep in the sand
Anonymity is a virtue in this day and age
Amazing hand dexterity
Flagrant misuse of security
Better run, run, run, run, run
Run run run run, here they come.

Tim Alexander:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 07:58 PM

And with The Melvins, the band who discovered Kurt Cobain's talent, one could not expect a heavier, or more weirder band. Their 1991 album Bullhead featured tracks such as "Boris" and "Anaconda".

Anaconda

Like it soar a lore a lie
What tells a mine to mine
Ruff sewed in mullnin' sa heartbreaka
Cause she could lonely sell
Like moanin' wosta lie sin
Cause she's a keen
Like he knows a shosin wona lus
Cause he's a whole sinna
Little pigs and Little Little heartleaks . . hugh! hugh!
I just thought you'd enjoy
I sonio mine and lie so low
And like a suck a wonder the san-lo
Like sonay a wosay wonay
Little queen
and little heart attack Sarah
Popa low

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 09:41 PM

Not to be done in the weirdness department, one band My Life With the Thrill Kill Kult,featured two Chicago filmmakers who emerged from the club scene with their own movie which became the name of their band. The two men, Franke Nardiello and Marston Daley, formed an industrial-style group which incorporated elements of trash culture, b-movie horror flicks, softcore porn, and smattering of goth, electronica, punk, dance, r & b, and lounge music--all topped with a wild stage show of burlesque dancers known as The Bomb Gang Girlz, as well as fire eaters, performance artists, and various cutting edge musicians. Their first two albums, "I See Good Spirits and I See Bad Spirits" from 1988 and "Confessions of a Knife" from 1990, solidified their hardcore club following with songs such as "Kooler Than Jesus," "A Daisy Chain 4 Satan," and "The Days of Swine and Roses" . But in 1991, they dropped the dark-edged goth themes from their music and recorded Sexplosion! which featured the hit, "Sex On Wheelz", which would lead to their music appearing on films such as "Showgirls," Ralph ("Fritz the Cat") Bakshi's "Cool World," and even "The Flintstones."

Sex On Wheelz

ooh b-baby
sex on wheelz
i'll turn you on
like a tiger baby
hard body
motor city
love life
i'll take you for a ride
down the mindway baby
be my little human sacrifice
do my kisses burn
do they take your breath
you've got a lesson to learn now
i'm the kiss of death
history is written by winners baby
so let's make a little
of our own tonight
if you're thinkin' my idea of fun
is a drag
then you've never been to paradise
do my kisses burn
do they take your breath
you've got a leson to learn now
i'm the kiss of death
sex on wheelz

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 09:44 PM

Group pic:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 09:57 PM

Another band fronted by a provocative female singer was Transvision Vamp whose lead singer Wendy James fashioned herself after everyone from Madonna to Patti Smith. Critics panned her trash-blonde sexual appeal, but they did make a hit on the British charts.

Tell That Girl to Shut Up

Well you got that girl and she lives with you
And she does just want you want her to
And when I call you on the phone, she says you're not there
But I know you're home-

You better tell that girl to shut up
You better tell that girl I'm gonna beat her up
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl

Well we used to be the best of friends
Now all that's gonna have to end
But there's just one thing that I can't see
How she's got got you hanging up on me

You better tell that girl to shut up
You better tell that girl I'm gonna beat her up
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl

Well I guess you're like that all of the time
But it takes more than that for me to loose my mind
Don't you know that I don't care?
Maybe if I hit her, maybe if I pulled her hair
Oh oh hey yey yeah

Well, she likes to seem intellectuel
And to be a musician she goes to school
And the way she acts is so uncool
I just can't stand her

You better tell that girl to shut up
You better tell that girl I'm gonna beat her up
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl

Ooh you better tell,yeah you better tell, oh
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl

Girl, girl, girl, girl, girl, girl

You better tell that girl to shut up
You better tell that girl I'm gonna beat her up
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl
You better tell that girl to shut up!

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

Wendy James:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 09:58 PM

Wendy:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 09:58 PM

Band shot:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 10:15 PM

One of the most influential band that injected pop sensibilities into their hard-edged sound(--and spawned the likes of Nirvana and others), The Pixies, decided to call it a day now that the alternative revolution was taking over. Their final album, Trompe le Monde, featured songs such as "Alec Eiffel," "Sad Punk," "Letter From Memphis," and a song that would be covered by another band, "Head On." The band would splinter into different directions and become even more popular than before in various incarnations. Guitarist Frank Black would become a successful solo artist, and Kim Deal would form a band which would make some waves in the coming year.

Head On

As soon as I get my head around you
I come around catching sparks off you
I get an electric shock from you
This secondhand living just won’t do
And the way I feel tonight
I could die and I wouldn’t mind
And there’s something going on inside
Makes you wanna feel
Makes you wanna try
Makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky
And I can’t stand up
I can’t cool down
I can’t get my head off the ground
As soon as I get my head around you
I come around catching sparks off you
And all I ever got from you
Was all I ever took from you
Yeah, the world could die in pain
And I wouldn’t feel no shame
And there’s nothing holding me to blame
Makes you wanna feel
Makes you wanna try
Makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky
And I’m taking myself to a dirty part of town
Where all my troubles can’t be found
I said yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
And I’m taking myself to a dirty part of town
Where all my troubles can’t be found
Makes you wanna feel
Makes you wanna try
Makes you wanna blow the stars from the sky

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 10:20 PM

The Pixies released Bossanova in 1990.

Velouria

hold my head
we'll trampoline
finally through the roof
on to somewhere near
and far in time
velouria
her covering
travelling career
she can really move
oh velveteen!

my velouria, my velouria
even i'll adore you
my velouria

say to me
where have you been
finally through the roof
and how does lemur skin
reflect the sea?

we will wade in the shine of the ever
we will wade in the shine of the ever
we will wade in the tides of the summer
every summer
every summer
every
my velouria
my velouria

forevergreen
i know she's here
in California
i can see the tears
of shastasheen

my velouria, my velouria
even i'll adore your
my velouria

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 10:22 PM

Group pic:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 10:27 PM

The Violent Femmes released Why Do Birds Sing? which contained one of their more popular songs, "American Music", as well as an excellent cover of
Culture Club's "Do You Really Want to Hurt Me?"

American Music

Do you like amercan music
I like american music
don't you like american music baby
I want you to hold me
I want your arms around me
I want you to hold me baby
did you do too many drugs
I did too many drugs
did you do too many drugs too baby
you were born too late
I was born too soon
but every time I look at that ugly moon
it reminds me of you
it reminds me of you ooh ooh ooh
I need a date to the prom
would you like to come along
but nobody would go to the prom with me baby
they didn't like american music
they never heard american music
they didn't know the music was in my soul baby
you were born too soon
I was born too late
but every time I look at that ugly lake
it reminds me of me
it reminds me of me
do you like american music
we like american music
I like american music baby
do you like american music
we like all kinds of music
but I like american music best
baby you were born too late
and i was born too late
but every time I look at that ugly lake
it reminds me of me
it reminds me of me
do you like american music
it reminds me of me
do you like american music...

:guitar: :banana: :mango patriot:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 10:36 PM

Speaking of The Culture Club, whatever did happen to our good friend Boy George? Well, good news, he did manage to overcome his deadly heroin addiction, release a few solo albums, and in 1989, formed a new band under the name Jesus Loves You. They even invited members of the International Society for Krishna Consciousness to come on stage and play with their tambourines and chants! His 1991 album was Martyr Mantras.

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 10:45 PM

In 1991, INXS were at the top of their game, selling out stadiums and arenas around the world. Their concert recorded at Wembley Stadium was featured in Live Baby Live, which contained their hits such as "Need You Tonight," "New Sensation," "Mystified," and a new studio track, "Suicide Blonde."

Ironically, the title of the last song would come into play a few years down the road.

Suicide Blonde

Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Suicide blonde
Was the colour of her hair
Like a cheap distraction
For a new affair
She knew it would finish
Before it began
Something tells me you lost the plan

CHORUS
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde
You want to make her
Suicide blonde
Love devastation
Suicide blonde

She stripped to the beat
But her clothes stay on
White light everywhere
But you can't see a thing
Such a squeeze
A mad sad moment
Glory to you
Glory to you
Take me there
Take me there

Got some revelation
Put into your hands
Save you from your misery
Like rain across the land
Don't you see
The colour of deception
Turning your world around again

CHORUS

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 10:51 PM

After the breakup of Husker Du, Bob Mould concentrated on a solo career, releasing two critically acclaimed albums, 1990's Workbook and 1991's
Black Sheets of Rain. The hit and video from that album, "It's Too Late", cried out against pollution and the growing sense of hopelessness to save the environment.

It's Too Late

Lately I’ve been thinking
And how the whole world’s come undone
Everybody’s got this sinking feeling
Feeling they’re on the run
But I know a place where time stands still
I can picture it in my mind
But I’m not sure if we can get there
(there is no reason reasons rhyme
Why can’t you see we’re almost out of time)

It’s too late it’s too late it’s too late
To cover what you’ve done
It’s too late it’s too late it’s too late
To call for anyone at all
Well I guess I should be so brave to think that I’m the only one who knows
It’s too late it’s too late it’s too late
To cover what you’ve done

Oh no we need a change (this world’s stranger now)
Now is not the time to run away (there must be a way)
A way that we could listen to the warning signs so pay attention
This is my intention to prevent this fate before it gets too late

And as the hands of the clock go round and round
And the world keeps marching on
Can you afford to let it fall now?

(the fish in all the streams are dying
Fluorocarbons fill the sky
And I don’t really want to die before my time has come)

It’s too late it’s too late it’s too late
To cover what you’ve done
It’s too late it’s too late it’s too late
To call for anyone at all
Well I guess I should be so brave to think that I’m the only one who knows
It’s too late it’s too late it’s too late it’s too late
Now now
It’s too late

(lately I’ve been thinking
Haven’t had that sinking feeling now)

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 10:54 PM

Stand Guard

Stand guard over what is mine
Stand guard day and night to watch over me and mine
I keep at a distance, it suits me just fine
I need no assistance, I stand guard all the time

I meant it as a threat
It’s a promise you can keep
Don’t want no interference
Standing up in my sleep

Stand guard over sea and land
I watch what they’ve done to this earth, I don’t need no master plan
When all the consequences have far been outweighed by selfish reward
I feel an obligation sometimes I’m not quite sure what it’s toward

There’s got to be some reason that we all keep on living
More often than not we leave this earth
With at least two handfuls of misgiving

I stand guard over what is rightfully mine
I watch all this beauty disintegrating
To stand guard is not enough
Makes me feel like I’m waiting for something horrendous to happen
But I stand guard over family and friends
It’s all that I can do to stand here and watch how this lifetime ends

I’ve never felt as much as I feel for you now
I’m not about to stand here and watch this whole world bring you down
I see how it brings you down
But I will stand guard for you
I will stand guard over you

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-14-2005, 10:58 PM

Bob Mould's first solo album, Workbook:

Wishing Well

Wishing well runs wet and dry
I wish for things I never had
Surrounds and wells up in my eyes
The screaming voice, it lies
Wishing well gets someone's attention
Every wish you ever had
In a day of nights, in the darkest of light
Sits and cries, watch the lies

Could you give me a wish if I tell you what I want?
Will the price be no object?
I wish for dreams of light
I live for wishing well surprise

Deepest light, the secret lies
Wishing well gives you all that you desire
Homes and trains, and the greenest of plains
That you ever happened upon
The silent wish, it calls you out
Calls you out by name
Lays upon the plain, on the mountain high
City lights, wish delights

What if the waters and wishes appear?
Will the price be no object?
I wish for dreams of light
I live for wishing well surprise

Twist and shape on the winding twine
Around the spindle winds
Wish again, four times again
Four wishes deep into the well

There's a price to pay for a wish to come true
Trade a small piece of your life
Roots in the soil, uprooting the soil
Mountain high, the mountain high
The wish is only to speak a kind
Kind of word, so benign absurd
The well, three wishes run dry
Wishing well is dry
When no grass grows, the weeds run in line
Wish three wishes, three wishes run dry

ABlairican Pie

02-15-2005, 10:28 PM

The Cult returned with Ceremony, an album that did not quite live up to the expectations of Sonic Temple. The album had a few gems, such as "Wild Hearted Son" and "Heart of Soul", but the band was finding that its popularity had peaked. The band that had primed up the 80's for the raw rock
of the 90's found itself with a shrinking audience. Perhaps it was because they were still considered an 80's "metal" band? Perhaps they were running out of steam. Many fans enjoyed the album however.

One party that did not enjoy the band was the Native American family
whose son was featured on the cover photo of the album. In the video for "Wild Hearted Son", the photo is seen being thrown into a fire--which traumatized the young boy due to a Native American belief that a person's soul is within a photograph. The Native Americans sued the band who claimed to have such respect for indigenous cultures and spirituality. No doubt Ian Astbury was mimicking his idol Jim Morrison (whom we will get to later), who claimed to be possessed by Indian spirits.

Wild Hearted Son

Wild hearted son
Baby, the world didn't want me to run
To try and break me down to my knees, yeah
Wild hearted, yeah-yeah, yeah

Well now
You know, i shoot from the hip now
My fist raised in the air
I'm a whirlwind dreamer, baby
With my head high in the clouds, yeah

Ow, don't take me too lightly
I got the blues power, baby
I'm just a breed of society
I'm pushin' hard and stealin' free
Don't you try to lay no trip on me, yeah

I'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone
Wild hearted son, yeah
I'm a wild hearted son
Hey mama, the world didn't want me to run
Wild hearted son

Ow, i was born to the city
But i longed to roam free
Got a screaming horse in my belly
Scar on my heart
I live outside of convention
You know the people who stare
I'm just a breed of society
I'm pushin' hard and i'm stealin' free
Don't try to lay no trip on me, whoa

Cause i'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah
Wild hearted son
I'm a wild hearted son
Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run, yeah
Wild hearted son

Baby, baby, yeah-yeah

Wild hearted son, yeah
The world didn't want me to run
Try to break me down, down...

I'm a wild hearted son
I'm comin' down like a rolling stone, yeah
Wild hearted son
I'm a wild hearted son
Lil' honey, the world didn't want me to run
Wild hearted son, son, baby, yeah

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-15-2005, 10:34 PM

Guitar World record reviewer and Seattle rock journalist Jeff Gilbert claimed that this album had more personality than either "Use Your Illusion" album by Guns N' Roses (or, as he called them, "Tons of Poses" :lol: ).

Heart of Soul

Down and out in london
Los angeles and paris, too, uh-huh
I drank a river in my time
To get on through, yeah

Well, the night, it rise above you, rise above me
And the blues, they swirl around me

To the heart of soul
You got to bleed a little while you sing
Lest the words don't mean nothing, no
Get to the heart of soul
Gotta get to the heart of soul, yeah

Get to the hip, now baby
'fore the hip get to you, lil' woman
Try to bend me out of shape
Can't tell me, can't tell me what to do, little honey

Well, the night, it rise above me, rise above me, yeah
And those blues, they swirl around me, ooh, ooh

To the heart of soul
You gotta bleed a little while you sing
Lest the words don't mean nothing, no
Ow, get to the heart of soul, yeah
Gotta get to the heart of soul

You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lest the words don't mean nothing, no
Get to the heart of soul, yeah
Baby, heart of soul, ow

From the delta
Down on the river
We need some heart of soul
In the world today now
A little bit of heart of soul now
In the world today
A little bit of soul now
A little heart of so-so-so-so, soul

You gotta bleed a little while your singing, yeah, yeah, yeah
Lest the words don't mean nothing, no they don't, no
Get to the heart of soul, yeah
Ow, baby, heart of soul

What i want
Is a heart of soul
What i want
What i need
Is a heart of soul now
What i want
Heart of soul yeah
What i want baby is a heart of soul

You got the heart, you got the soul
You got the heart of soul

You got the power, you got the heart
You got the soul

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-15-2005, 10:43 PM

Australian band The Divinyls had been missing from the American charts until their 1991 self-titled album came out with their biggest hit "I Touch Myself". No doubt the biggest song about feminine auto-love since Cyndi Lauper's "She-Bop" gave fans a lot of ideas, especially with the hot photo of vocalist Christina Amphlett on the cover in the see-through fishnet gown. :grineyes:

Their runaway hit notwithstanding, Ms. Amphlett's dear old dad was rumored to say about his daughter's musical success, "When are you getting a real job?"

:rolleyes:

I Touch Myself

I love myself I want you to love me
When I feel down I want you above me
I search myself I want you to find me
I forget myself I want you to remind me

I don’t want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
Ooh I don’t want anybody else oh no, oh no, oh no

You’re the one who makes me come running
You’re the sun who makes me shine
When you’re around I’m always laughing
I want to make you mine

I close my eyes and see you before me
Think I would die if you were to ignore me
A fool could see just how much I adore you
I get down on my knees I do anything for you

I don’t want anybody else
When I think about you I touch myself
Ooh I don’t want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no

I want you I don’t want anybody else
And when I think about you I touch myself
Ooh, ooh, oo, oo ahh

I don’t want anybody else when I think about you
I touch myself ooh I don’t want anybody else
Oh no, oh no, oh no

ABlairican Pie

02-15-2005, 10:56 PM

Iggy Pop made a decent splash in 1991 with his album Brick By Brick which featured the hit "Candy" with a duet with B-52's Kate Pierson. Underground comic artist Charles Burns ("Dogboy") did the album cover art.

Candy

Candy

It’s a rainy afternoon
In 1990
The big city geez it’s been 20 years-
Candy-you were so fine

Beautiful beautiful
Girl from the north
You burned my heart
With a flickering torch
I had a dream that no one else could see
You gave me love for free

Candy, candy , candy I can’t let you go
All my life you’re haunting me
I loved you so

Candy, candy , candy I can’t let you go
Life is crazy
Candy baby

Yeah, well it hurt me real bad when you left
I’m glad you got out
But I miss you
I’ve had a hole in my heart
For so long
I’ve learned to fake it and
Just smile along

Down on the street
Those men are all the same
I need a love
Not games
Not games

Candy, candy, candy I can’t let you go
All my life you’re haunting me
I loved you so
Candy, candy , candy I can’t let you go
Life is crazy
I know baby
Candy baby

Uou uou uou
Candy, candy, candy I can’t let you go
All my life you’re haunting me
I loved you so

Candy candy candy
Life is crazy
Candy baby

Candy baby,
Candy, candy
:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-15-2005, 11:15 PM

Iggy Pop had a forte in writing about the cultural malaise and decadence which was prevalent in American society. After all, he was creating it ever since his days with the Stooges back in the late '60's. On this song he paid homage to the capitol of crap that was L.A. in a song called "Butt Town." So named because there the butt-rockers who loomed large, everyone coveted buns of steel, and everyone was getting their asses kicked every day.

More about that soon.

Butt Town

The cops are well-groomed, with
Muscled physiques in butt town
Their tan uniforms are tailored in chic
In butt town
Any young black male who walks down the street
Is gonna get stopped by a car full of meat
But the girl with the hair
Flies by in her underwear-

She's done nothing so far to deserve that car
When you live in butt town
You gotta get down
But in butt town i'm learnin'
In butt town i'm earnin'
In butt town i'm turnin'
Into my worst nightmare

I'm tellin' you, it's a motley crew in butt town
Monday you're new, and friday you're through
In butt town
The producer is wily, and owns what he sells
The talent is eager to go straight to hell
Th tits are amazing, and everyone's gazing
At some body part-
That's the nature of art in butt town

All over butt town dreams have a show down
All over butt town values are thrown down
But in butt town i'm learnin'
In butt town i'm earnin'
In butt town i'm turnin'
Into my worst nightmare

In butt town baby
I'm gonna be a star
I'm gonna shake my butt far
Now here we go
I'm gonna shake my butt
Shake my butt shake my butt
In butt town

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango :mooner:

ABlairican Pie

02-15-2005, 11:39 PM

Now that Steve Taylor was going nowhere in Christian music due to the biting satirical nature of his lyrics, he decided to hook up with his I Predict: 1990 producer Dave Perkins for an album featuring other Christian musicians for a decidedly "secular" project called Chagall Guevara. The title, a corny take on the names of the French modern artist Marc Chagall and Cuban revolutionary leader Che Guevara, was meant to imply
"revolutionary artists." Taylor sang lead vocals while Perkins played guitar on the mainstream-label album which featured upbeat, jangly songs which fit in with the rising alternative beat taking the nation. The band and album were critically acclaimed in the "secular" press, with intelligently written songs such as "Murder in the Big House", "Escher's World," "Can't You Feel the Chains?" and "Violent Blue."

Unfortunately, their debut album was also their last, as their MCA label was undergoing changes, as well as Taylor becoming increasingly at odds with people in the music business who did not share his Christian views. It all fell apart for them when he took umbrage at record label partners in the secular field who criticized a businessman for his decidedly pro-life views, calling them a "pro-life Nazi." Taylor, an outspoken critic of abortion, lashed out at the epithet, and it was clear that the band was not going to go far on a label that they felt did not respect their convictions on the issues.

Murder in the Big House

When did you last look up in the sky?
Really look up in the sky and wonder?
Used to be you could see forever
Now there's cracks in the canvas we're under

This is the sound of the rooftop coming down
This ain't a murder mystery
This is the sound of the four walls falling in
This is the stench of recent history

This house is crumbling
This property is condemned
This house is crumbling
Who'll say the last amen?

All of us Neros fanning ourselves
Damp with the sweat of regret
Just killing time with our eyes to the skies
Waiting on science our savior

This is the sound of your rooftop coming down
It's time to meet the maker
This is the sound of the floorboards caving in
This is the knock of the undertaker

Spoken:
A child takes a crayon and draws a black rainbow
Over a city where nobody is
What are they thinking, these small-minded people?
That they can decode words on the wall?

This is the sound of the world coming down
This is the sex of history
This is the sound of the big house caving in
This is the friction of joy and misery

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-15-2005, 11:44 PM

The title refers to the German artist who was famed for his optical illusion art with winding staircases with figures defying gravity upon closer inspection. Life was often resembling those pictures:

Escher's World

Through the passing strange I fell
To the wide-eyed opposite
My agenda was hidden well
Now I don't know where I left it
I woke up in Escher's world today
My mother said it was okay

Up's down, down is out, out is in
Stairways circle back to where you've been
Time falls, water crawls, are you listening?

Did you ever chase your tail
Through a maze of exit doors?
I have seen the light by braille
I have blazed the road before us
We're living in Escher's world again
Rise up, you nimble-minded men

Birds roar, lions soar, sheep are cruel
Snails pace, papers chase, midgets rule
Stuffed shirts, status hurts, we ain't foolin'

Let the sequels have their day
The remake's on it's way
We're living in Escher's world, it seems
We're wide awake within our dreams

Socks hop, lemons drop, butter flies
Tough wimps, sadoshrimps, mojos rise
Pips squeak, widows peek, are you surprised?

We're living in Escher's world it seems
We're wide awake within our dreams

Birds roar, lions soar, sheep are cruel
Snails pace, papers chase, midgets rule
Stuffed shirts, Ethel Mertz, we ain't foolin'
Socks hop, lemons drop, butter flies
Tough wimps, sadoshrimps, mojos rise
Pips squeak, widows peek, are you surprised?
Up's down, down is out, out is in
Time falls, water crawls, are you listenin'?
Stairways circle back to where you've been
Stairways circle back to where you've been
Stairways circle back to where you've been

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-15-2005, 11:50 PM

Perhaps the real reason why a good album such as this one didn't go far was that it wasn't promoted by the label. Not because of the personal beliefs of the members, but because of the fate of many alternative acts--it was all too unfamiliar to them. Bands like this were breaking new ground with different kind of music--and besides, "How do you spell Chagall Guevara??" :confused: :lol:

Violent Blue

Hey, don't I know you from some other life?
You were wide-eyed and green and a little bit taller
And you didn't look away when spoken to
Do you still have two sugars?
You seem a little tense
And I can't help but notice how hard you appear
When I look into your eyes, a violent blue

Was it sudden? Was it clean?
Were there a lot of shades in between?
Step away
Let off
Throw it down
And lose yourself

Hey, are you in there?
Or don't you recall
When the perfume of belief was all we needed?
It was all we needed to set our sights
So when did you throw out the rest of the world?
Deaf from the din of your self-righteous babble
I think you've been blinded by your own light

Was it hatred? Was it pride?
Or did you just have a lot to hide?
Come away
Throw down
Let it burn
And lose yourself

Passion to ashes to smouldering ruin
<bathed in your violence>?
Are you in there?
Are you in there?
Am I boring you?
I could say more
We were headed for somewhere
But that was before
You traded in your peace sign for a finger
And I don't believe it's the way you were raised
Or the cards you were dealt or a poor self-image
I think you love yourself too much

You want to rule some sovereign state?
You want to smother in all that hate?
Get away
Lay down
Strip it off
And lose yourself

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-15-2005, 11:52 PM

Can't You Feel the Chains?

Pressing crowds and passengers
Waiting by the carousel
Will your bags remind you of home
And those you left in hell?

I can't take the thought of you here
I can't put you out
Close your eyes and look at me here
Across the miles
Look at me

Can't you feel the chains, feel the chains?
Can't you hear a voice behind the quiet?
Can't you feel the chains, feel the chains?
That keeps us bound forever, love

And my mind is like a whetstone now
Sharpening things to throw
Who or what could pull you this far?
And how far did you go?

I can't take the look of this place
You can't trust the ones you trust
And as you turn to treason now
My hands are tied
Look at me

Can't you feel the chains, feel the chains?
Can't you hear a voice behind the quiet?
Can't you feel the chains, feel the chains?
That keeps us bound for life, my love.

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 06:44 PM

One band that injected a happy dose of alternative hippie power-pop was Jellyfish with their album Bellybutton. The band, fronted by lead vocalist/guitarist Andy Strummer, released such songs as "She Loves Him Still," "The Man I Used to Be," and "Bedspring Kiss."

She Loves Him Still

He writes her a letter
tells her he won't be home soon-she still loves him
he lost his temper
belted his love cross the room--she still loves him
drinks when he's sad
gets happy then mad at the world--she still loves him
never remembers that day in September when wed--she still loves him
So she recalls the days when they were younger
flowers could heal her wounds
but now those days are gone forever
and her pain just fills every room
Faces aglow
as the light from the t.v. show
just separates them now--she still loves him
all they wanted to be was as happy as couple no. 3 on their favorite game show
she still loves him
He recalls the days when they were younger
the future could heal their wounds
but now those days are long since gone forever
now her pain just fills every room
I know someday this will all work out
she'll never face this alone
the light in her eye may be flickering dim
but she still loves him

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 06:56 PM

The Psychedelic Furs' World Outside was released at a time when the world was changing musically--but unfortunately, the world was changing apart from them. The album did have a few good singles such as "Until She Comes" and "Don't Be a Girl," but they were lost in the shuffle in the midst of the new crop of alternative bands that had supplanted them. The 80's was quickly being forgotten.

Until She Comes

until she comes again
i can hear the things she said
i feel no thoughts to move my head
until she comes again

and with her step, i move my feet
and with her hand, i feel my skin
and with her need, i find i'm saved
and with her dreams, i'm laid

until she comes again
the sun goes out and night comes in
the time goes round and day grows dim
until she comes again

and with her step, i move my feet
and with her hand, i feel my skin
and with her need, i find i'm saved
and with her dreams, i'm laid

until she comes
until she comes

until she comes again
with all my savings and my sins
there's no good reason to begin
until she comes again

and with her step, i move my feet
and with her hand, i feel my skin
and with her need, i find i'm saved
and with her dreams, i'm laid

until she comes
until she comes

until she comes again
with all her dreams tied in her hand
there is no why to understand
until she comes again

until she comes again
the sun goes out and night comes in
the time goes round
and day grows dim
until she comes again

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 07:02 PM

After this album, lead vocalist Richard Butler went on to front a band called Love Spit Love.

Don't Be a Girl

don't be a girl for all their kisses
for all their kisses taste so sweet

don't be a girl for all their flowers
all their flowers fade when the day comes

and in your eyes, i've seen it rain
don't be a girl, not for me
and on your face, i've seen their names
don't be a girl, not for me

don't be a girl for all their money
for all their money comes so cheap

don't be a girl for all they promise
all their promises come so easy

and in your eyes, i've seen it rain
don't be a girl, not for me
and on your face, i've seen their names
don't be a girl, not for me

don't be a girl for all their roses
all their roses tell me they want you

don't be a girl for all their wishes
for all their wishes don't come true

and in your eyes, i've seen it rain
don't be a girl, don't complain
and on your face, i see their names
don't be a girl, not for me

and in your eyes, i've seen it rain
don't be a girl, not for me
and on your face, i see their names
don't be a girl, don't complain
not for me

:banana: :mango

Richard Butler

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 07:09 PM

Robyn Hitchcock returned with his album Perspex Island, which featured one of his more accessible pop hits, "So You Think You're In Love." The album title refers to the composite of dots in printing which make up a color image of a photo.

So You Think You're In Love

So you think you're in love
Yes, you probably are
But you wanna be straight about it
Oh, you wanna be straight about it now

So you think you're in love
Yes, you probably are
But you wanna be straight about it
Oh, you wanna be straight about it now

Can you imagine what the people say? Can you?
But the silent majority is the crime of the century
You know it

Are you sure that it's wise?
No, you probably ain't
You don't wanna be faint about it
Oh, you shouldn't be faint about it now

By the look in your eyes
No, you probably ain't
But you shouldn't be faint about it
Oh, you gotta be faint about it now

What is love made of?
Nobody knows
What are you afraid of?
Everyone knows
It's love
It's love

So you think you're in love
Yes, you probably are
But you wanna be straight about it
Oh, you gotta be straight about it now

So you think you're in love
Yes, you probably are
But you wanna be straight about it
Oh, you gotta be straight about it now

So you think you're in love
Yeah

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 07:12 PM

From 1989, Queen Elvis featured "Madonna of the Wasps," another one of his more macabre hits:

Madonna of the Wasps

Is this love?
Is this love?
Is this love?

Lost Madonna of the Wasps, I wonder where we crossed
I wonder why she lost me

Lost Madonna of the Wasps, she's dying in the frost
I wonder what she cost me

Is this love?

Gone Madonna of the swans, she waves a magic wand
And then she settles on me

Wise Madonna of the flies, I look into her eyes
And then she recognize me

Is this love?
Is this love?

Lost Madonna of the Wasps, I wonder where we crossed
I wonder where she lost me

Lost Madonna of the Wasps, she's lying in the frost
I wonder what she cost me

Is this love?
Is this love?

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 07:19 PM

One British folk-pop musician, Billy Bragg, identified himself as a staunch socialist performer, singing songs of social activism and commentary. But on his 1991 album Don't Try This At Home he showed he had more than a sense of humor and candor in his songs and videos such as "Sexuality."

Sexuality

I've had relations with girls from many nations
I've made passes at women of all classes
And just because you're gay i won't turn you away
If you stick around i'm sure that we can find some common ground

Chorus:
Sexuality - strong and warm and wild and free
Sexuality - your laws do not apply to me

A nuclear submarine sinks off the coast of sweden
Headlines give me headaches when i read them
I had an uncle who once played for red star belgrade
He said some things are really left best unspoken
But i prefer it all to be out in the open

Sexuality - strong and warm and wild and free
Sexuality - your laws do not apply to me
Sexuality - don't threaten me with misery
Sexuality - i demand equality

I'm sure that everybody knows how much my body hates me
It lets me down most every time and makes me rash and hasty
I feel a total jerk before your naked body of work

I'm getting weighed down with all this information
Safe sex doesn't mean no sex it just means use your imagination
Stop playing with yourselves in hard currency hotels
I look like robert de niro, i drive a mitsubishi zero

Sexuality - strong and warm and wild and free
Sexuality - your laws do not apply to me
Sexuality - come eat and drink and sleep with me
Sexuality - we can be what we want to be

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 07:22 PM

You Woke Up My Neighborhood

As i wait for sleep to drag me under
In the evening gloom i sit and wonder
The words i should have said to you
The things i always meant to do
The bad dreams that all came true

Chorus:
You woke up my neighbourhood
Night after night we would row
You woke up my neighbourhood
Things are pretty quiet round here now

When i think of how we were together
I know we couldn't be like that for ever
Beneath the seven sister stars
The night we let it go too far
I slept out in the car

Chorus

I remember skipping on the porch tilll it grew cold
I remember feeling like i was eight years old

Somersaults across the lawn
Singing dancing up till dawn
Every now and then we'd have a row
You woke up my neighbourhood
Things are pretty quiet round here now

Chorus (repeat)

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 07:27 PM

The Replacements released their final album, All Shook Down, in 1991, and the band was on its last legs that only frontman Paul Westerberg was the original member left. The band felt it could not continue trying to court success and called it a day. The sad lonesome dogs on the cover gave a perfect picture of the band's bleak state of affairs.

But it would not be the last we would hear of Paul Westerberg.

Bent Out of Shape

There's popcorn for dinner
last night it was cheesecake
a little sleepy-time tea
spiked with another heartache
I smell you hair
the clothes I wear
I miss your face
can't you see I'm bent all out of shape
you got me bent all out of shape

I couldn't lie if I tried
yeah you kept me staight
it don't feel so good
but it made me feel great
bent out of shape

You wanna be a dancer
and I'm on my last leg
call but you don't answer
I call again tomorrow
I call again today

I smell your hair
the clothes I wear
I miss you face
can't you see I'm bent all out of shape
you got me, got me bent all out of shape

I couldn't lie if I tried
oh you kept me straight
it don't feel good
but it's gonna feel great
bent out of shape

I don't need no lover
I don't need no more friends
they tell me to forget her
they tell me to forget her
but I never felt better

I smell your hair
the clothes I wear
I wear your face
can't you see I'm bent all out of shape
you got me bent all out of shape

Well my friends all say it shows, it shows
now I don't care who knows
and that feels good
it made me feel great
bent out of shape

Got me bent out of shape
Lock me up
Lock me up

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 07:47 PM

Once again the collective entity featuring David Bowie, guitarist Reeves Gabrels and the sons of comedian Soupy Sales known as Tin Machine released an album simply known as Tin Machine II. The album did not quite merit rave reviews, but it was still interesting to see Bowie
perform in a new context. But of course Tin Machine was not a "David Bowie backup band," he was simply one member of a rock band doing something a little different. In fact, it was too different. No one was exactly beating a path to hear a flaccid version of Roxy Music's 1972 song "If There Is Something" (even though Bryan Ferry and Bowie were contenders for the glam art-rock crown at that time in the early 70's), but "Baby Universal" made a respectable showing.

Baby Universal

Baby baby baby baby baby giving in
Baby can't baby talk baby well baby thinking baby walk baby lost baby found
Baby beauty baby can't baby talking baby girl baby thinking baby well baby lost baby found baby giving in baby can´t baby talk baby girl baby thinking baby walk baby lost baby found

Now that he has no sense of destination
Now hes running for the love of speed
When the child goes bad it's no cause for celebration
Like jimmy dean he don't talk back to me

Failures as fathers, mothers to chaos
No baby no baby no baby no
Hello humans can you feel me thinking
I asume you're seeing everything i'm thinking
Hello humans nothing starts tomorrow
I'm the baby now
Baby universe, baby universe baby universal

A speck of dust has settled in my eyes
It doesen't matter i've seen everything anyway

Failures as fathers, mothers to chaos
No baby no baby no baby no
Hello humans can you feel me thinking
I asume you're seeing everything i'm thinking
Hello humans nothing starts tomorrow
I'm the baby now
Baby universe, baby universe baby universal

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 07:53 PM

The master of lyrical irony, Morrissey released Kill Uncle in 1991.

Sing Your Life

Sing your life
Any fool can think of words that rhyme
Many others do
Why don’t you ?
Do you want to ?
Oh...
Sing your life
Walk right up to the microphone
And name
All the things you love
All the things that you loathe

Oh, sing your life
The things that you love
And the things you loathe
Oh, sing your life
Oh, sing your life

La, la-la, la-la, sing your life
La, la-la, la-la, sing your life

Others sang your life
But now is a chance to shine
And have the pleasure of
Saying what you mean
Have the pleasure of
Meaning what you sing
Oh, make no mistake my friend
All of this will end
So sing it now (sing your life)
All the things you love (sing your life)
All the things you loathe
Oh, sing your life
The things that you love
And the things you loathe (sing your life)
Oh, sing oh...
Oh, sing oh...

La, la-la, la-la, sing your life
La, la-la, la-la, sing your life

Don’t leave it all unsaid
Somewhere in the wasteland of your head, oh
Head, oh, head, oh, head, oh
And make no mistake, my friend
Your pointless life will end
But before you go
Can you look at the truth ?
You have a lovely singing voice
A lovely singing voice
And all of those
Who sing on-key
They stole the notion
From you and me
So, sing your life (sing your life)
Sing your life (sing your life)
Oh, sing your oh...
Oh, sing your
Sing your life
Sing your life
Sing your life
Oh, sing your oh...
(sing your life)
(sing your life)
Sing your life
(sing your life)

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 08:02 PM

Rush returned with another attempt at reclaiming their guitar-based roots with
1991's Roll the Bones. The album featured exhilerating songs such as "Dreamline", an instrumental "Where's My Thing?", and the funky and rocking title song which contained a little rap:

Roll the Bones

Well, you can stake that claim --
Good work is the key to good fortune
Winners take that praise
Losers seldom take that blame
If they don’t take that game
And sometimes the winner takes nothing
We draw our own designs
But fortune has to make that frame

We go out in the world and take our chances
Fate is just the weight of circumstances
That’s the way that lady luck dances
Roll the bones

Why are we here?
Because we’re here
Roll the bones
Why does it happen?
Because it happens
Roll the bones

Faith is cold as ice --
Why are little ones born only to suffer
For the want of immunity
Or a bowl of rice?
Well, who would hold a price
On the heads of the innocent children
If there’s some immortal power
To control the dice?

We come into the world and take our chances
Fate is just the weight of circumstances
That’s the way that lady luck dances
Roll the bones

Jack -- relax.
Get busy with the facts.
No zodiacs or almanacs,
No maniacs in polyester slacks.
Just the facts.
Gonna kick some gluteus max.
It’s a parallax -- you dig?
You move around
The small gets big. it’s a rig.
It’s action -- reaction --
Random interaction.
So who’s afraid
Of a little abstraction?
Can’t get no satisfaction
From the facts?
You better run, homeboy --
A fact’s a fact
From nome to rome, boy.

What’s the deal? spin the wheel.
If the dice are hot -- take a shot.
Play your cards. show us what you got --
What you’re holding.
If the cards are cold,
Don’t go folding.
Lady luck is golden;
She favors the bold. that’s cold.
Stop throwing stones --
The night has a thousand saxophones.
So get out there and rock,
And roll the bones.
Get busy!

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 08:08 PM

The tour behind this album, with Primus opening, was phenomenal:

Dreamline

He’s got a road map of jupiter
A radar fix on the stars
All along the highway
She’s got a liquid-crystal compass
A picture book of the rivers
Under the sahara

They travel in the time of the prophets
On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun
Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone
We’re only at home when we’re on the run
On the run

He’s got a star map of hollywood
A list of cheap motels
All along the freeway
She’s got a sister out in vegas
The promise of a decent job
Far away from her hometown

They travel on the road to redemption
A highway out of yesterday -- that tomorrow will bring
Like lovers and heroes, birds in the last days of spring
We’re only at home when we’re on the wing
On the wing

When we are young
Wandering the face of the earth
Wondering what our dreams might be worth
Learning that we’re only immortal --
For a limited time

Time is a gypsy caravan
Steals away in the night
To leave you stranded in dreamland
Distance is a long-range filter
Memory a flickering light
Left behind in the heartland

We travel in the dark of the new moon
A starry highway traced on the map of the sky
Like lovers and heroes, lonely as the eagle’s cry
We’re only at home when we’re on the fly
On the fly

We travel on the road to adventure
On a desert highway straight to the heart of the sun
Like lovers and hereos, and the restless part of everyone
We’re only at home when we’re on the run
On the run...

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 10:00 PM

Bravado

If we burn our wings
Flying too close to the sun
If the moment of glory
Is over before it's begun
If the dream is won
Though everything is lost
We will pay the price
But we will not count the cost

When the dust has cleared
And victory denied
A summit too lofty
River a little too wide
If we keep our pride
Though paradise is lost
We will pay the price
But we will not count the cost

And if the music stops
There's only the sound of the rain
All the hope and glory
All the sacrifice in vain
(And) If love remains
Though everything is lost
We will pay the price
But we will not count the cost

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 10:07 PM

This song was Neil Peart's reflections on the past nearly seventy years of Soviet communism which kept the world tiptoeing on eggshells with missiles and marching boots, only to fizzle out like a soggy skyrocket:

Heresy

All around that dull grey world
From Moscow to Berlin
People storm the barricades
Walls go tumbling in

The counter-revolution
People smiling through their tears
Who can give them back their lives
And all those wasted years?
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?

All around that dull grey world
Of ideology
People storm the marketplace
And buy up fantasy

The counter-revolution
At the counter of a store
People buy the things they want
And borrow for a little more
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?

Do we have to be forgiving at last?
What else can we do?
Do we have to say goodbye to the past?
Yes I guess we do

All around this great big world
All the crap we had to take
Bombs and basement fallout shelters
All our lives at stake

The bloody revolution
All the warheads in its wake
All the fear and suffering
All a big mistake
All those wasted years
All those precious wasted years
Who will pay?

A photo from a year before, with Geddy Lee and Alex Lifeson partying it up with Billy Sheehan and Eric Martin (who's looking a little wasted) of Mr. Big:

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 10:19 PM

In this lyric Neil Peart blows off what appears to be all romantic pretensiousness in love and simplifies it into just plain luck. As has been the case with all Rush albums, there has been a unifying theme; on this one the theme is chance.

It seems rather disconcerting that one can dismiss the heightened glorious feeling of love as mystical fluff--the feeling that one has found one's "soulmate" and other things destined by the gods, etc. Would not one like to retain that feeling? But raw experience in life shows us that love and romance aren't all they are cracked up to be, given things like divorces, estrangements and separations. Such is life, unfortunately.

Neil Peart himself was going to taste such cruel irony in a few years.

Ghost of a Chance

Like a million little doorways
All the choices we made
All the stages we passed through
All the roles we played

For so many different directions
Our separate paths might have turned
With every door that we opened
Every bridge that we burned

Somehow we find each other
Through all that masquerade
Somehow we found each other
Somehow we have stayed
In a state of grace

I don't believe in destiny
Or the guiding hand of fate
I don't believe in forever
Or love as a mystical state
I don't believe in the stars or the planets
Or angels watching from above
But I believe there's a ghost of a chance we can find someone to love
And make it last...

Like a million little crossroads
Through the back streets of youth
Each time we turn a new corner
A tiny moment of truth

For so many different connections
Our separate paths might have made
With every door that we opened
Every game we played

Somehow we find each other
Through all that masquerade
Somehow we found each other
Somehow we have stayed
In a state of grace

I don't believe in destiny
Or the guiding hand of fate
I don't believe in forever
Or love as a mystical state
I don't believe in the stars or the planets
Or angels watching from above
But I believe there's a ghost of a chance we can find someone to love
And make it last...

Geddy and Alex on a 1990 issue of Guitar School (which I own):

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 10:33 PM

The Big Wheel

Well, I was only a kid -- didn't know enough to be afraid
Playing the game, but not the way the big boys played
Nothing to lose -- maybe I had something to trade
The way the big wheel spins

Well, I was only a kid, on a holy crusade
I placed no trust in a faith that was ready-made
Take no chances on paradise delayed
So I do a slow fade

PLAYING FOR TIME
Don't want to wait for heaven
LOOKING FOR LOVE
For an angel to forgive my sins
PLAYING WITH FIRE
Chasing something new to believe in
LOOKING FOR LOVE
The way the big wheel spins

Well, I was only a kid, cruising around in a trance
Prisoner of fate, victim of circumstance
I was lined up for glory, but the tickets sold out in advance
The way the big wheel spins

Well, I was only a kid, gone without a backward glance
Going for broke, going for another chance
Hoping for heaven -- hoping for a fine romance
If I do the right dance

Wheel goes round, landing on a twist of faith
Taking your chances you'll have the right answers
When the final judgment begins

Wheel goes round, landing on a leap of fate
Life redirected in ways unexpected
Sometimes the odd number wins
The way the big wheel spins

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

I don't know who the person is there at the bottom of the picture, but I was at that very concert at the Seattle Center Coliseum where this was taken in 1992!

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 10:37 PM

Neurotica

You just don’t get it
What it is...well, you’re not really sure
You move like you’re walking on this ice
Talking like you’re still insecure

Time is a spiral -- space is a curve
I know you get dizzy, but try not to lose your nerve
Life is a diamond you turn into dust
Waiting for rescue, and I know you just
Don’t get it
You just don’t get it

Neurotica -- exotica
It’s just erotica -- hypnotica
It’s just psychotica -- chaotica
It’s just exotica -- neurotica

You just don’t get it
Baby, don’t you ask yourself why?
If you don’t like the answer -- forget it
You know I hate to see you cry

Fortune is random -- fate shoots from the hip
I know you get crazy, but try not to lose your grip
Life is a diamond you turn into dust
Looking for trust, and I know that you just
Don’t get it
You just don’t get it

Snap!
Hide in your shell, let the world go to hell
It’s like russian roulette to you
Snap!
Sweat running cold, you can’t face growing old
It’s a personal threat to you
Snap!
The world is a cage for your impotent rage
But don’t let it get to you
Snap!

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 10:46 PM

Living Colour released an EP called Biscuits which featured intense guitar work by Vernon Reid and biting lyrics on songs such as "Talkin' Loud and Sayin' Nothin'", "Money Talks", "Desperate People" and a cover of one of Jimi Hendrix's songs, "Burning of the Midnight Lamp."

Desperate People

I see you crying in the sunshine
I hear you laughing in the rain
You say you can't tell any difference
Between the pleasure and the pain

You say you never ever dream at night time
You say you only dream when you're awake
And say that t.v. looks like your life
And the life you lead is fake

Desperate people
Desperate people

You get your sunshine from a tab of paper
Then you're sitting in a spinning room
The clock is tocking and it's laughing at you
Your life's a mystery without a clue

The crowd you're in thinks you're so amusing
They're oh so flattering and so sincere
They stand and laugh as they watch you crumble
And when you cry for help they don't hear

Desperate people
Desperate people

You feel the earth revolving
You see the sun dissolving
You hear the night calling out to you
You have no direction and you have no protection
What you gonna do when your trip turns blue?
When you come crashing down and there's no help around
You need friends, you need help
But first you have to help yourself

The music stops and the party's over
The money's gone and your crowd is too
Can't break the chains that have kept you under
Has the monkey got the best of you?

I see you crying in the sunshine
I hear you laughing in the rain
You say you can't tell any difference
Between the pleasure and the pain

Desperate people

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 11:01 PM

Not to be outdone by the likes of Queensryche, Savatage offered their own version of a rock opera on their album, Streets: A Rock Opera. The album told of the tale of a rocker by the name of Jesus who ekes out a desperate existence in the wild backdrop of New York City. The band agonized over the recording and perfecting of the album, but when they had completed it, they realized they came up with a masterpiece. This is regarded as their best album.

Streets

As darkness falls so hard
The children play

Somewhere
Out there
Alone and out of place
Streets of illusion
Sooth the shattered fate

I've been a runner
I've been a sinner
I've been inside my head
I sit here staring
Never quite caring
And this is where it has led

Chorus

These streets
Glitter in the dark
Don't sleep
Red eyes sunken and stark
Dream deep
In her arms where you are safe
These streets
Never sleep still never wake

Somewhere out there
Gardens bloom and grow
Children awaken
To a world they know

Somewhere the sun shines
Somewhere the light's kind
Somewhere they seek the day

Somewhere there's no scene
Somewhere the air's clean
But somewhere is so far away

These streets
Glitter in the dark
Don't sleep
Red eyes sunken and stark
Dream deep
In her arms where you are safe
These streets
Never sleep still never wake

Welcome children
From the other side
In the darkness
Your eyes are opened wide

Here there are answers
On the edge dancers
Here the night hides out sins
And if you listen
While the streets glisten
Here's where our story begins

These streets
Glitter in the dark
Don't sleep
Red eyes sunken and stark
Dream deep
In her arms where you are safe
These streets
Never sleep still never wake

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 11:08 PM

Jesus Saves

Jesus was a talker
Out of place New Yorker
Hung out on the boulevard
Sellin' nickel candies
Saving all his quarters
Bought himself a cheap guitar
Started playing' bars
The kids came in their cars
You'd hear them shouting at the stage

Chorus

Jesus saves
Jesus saves

Jesus started changin'
Things got really strange
He saw his tee shirts everywhere
Started missing shows
The band came down to blows
But Jesus He no longer cared

Things got out of hand
And so he quit the band
But still the critics they would rave

Jesus saves
Jesus saves
Her him cut through the night
On your late night radio waves

So the dice were cast
Today became the past
And Jesus He just disappeared
Headed for New York
Or so his label thought
And there he gave away the years

Last seen drinking wine
Beneath a flashing sign
Promising salvation to strays

Jesus saves
Jesus saves
Her Him cut through the night
On your late night radio waves

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 11:17 PM

Dipping back to 1990 for a moment, Stevie Ray Vaughn and his brother Jimmy Vaughn of the Fabulous Thunderbirds recorded an album together that was released after Stevie's tragic death, the disk Family Style. It was one more slice of guitar greatness that featured both brothers, excellent musicians, together in a set of recordings that were never to be forgotten.

Tick Tock

"One night while sleeping in my bed I had a beautiful dream
That all the people of the world got together on the same wavelength
And began helping one another
Now in this dream, universal love was the theme of the day
Peace and understanding and it happened this way"

The sick, the hungry, had smiles on their faces
The tired and the homeless had family all around
The streets and the cities were all beautiful places
And the walls came tumblin' down
People of the world all had it together
Had it together for the boys and the girls
And the children of the world look forward to a future

Remember
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock people, time's tickin' away
Remember that
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock people, time's tickin' away

I had a vision of blue skies from sea to shining sea
All the trees in the forest stood strong and tall again
Everything was clean and pretty and safe for you and me
The worst of enemies became the best of friends
People of the world all had it together
Had it together for the boys and the girls
Children of the world look forward to a future

Remember
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock people, time's tickin' away
Remember that
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock people, time's tickin' away

Remember that, remember that
Remember that, remember that
People of the world all had it together
Had it together for the boys and the girls
Children of the world look forward to a future

Remember
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock people, time's tickin' away
Remember that
Tick tock, tick tock, tick tock people, time's tickin' away

:guitar: :guitar:

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 11:21 PM

Great guitar on this song:

Long Way From Home

Look over here....Look over there
Look all around me everywhere
Well it doesn't really matter
Which way I wanna go
'Cause the night is a fallin'
And I'm a long long way from home
I am a long long way from home, yes I am
Listen to this....Listen to that
People tryin' to tell me
Where it's at
But it really doesn't matter
I hear it all the time
And I'm standing at the crossroads
'Bout to move on down the line
About to move on down the line
Well I've been over here....Been over there
Friends all around me everywhere
But it really doesn't matter
Which way I wanna go
I'm a million miles from nowhere
And that's a long long way from home
And that's a long long way from home
Yeah a million miles from nowhere
And that's a long long way from home
And that's a long long way from home

:guitar: :guitar:

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 11:31 PM

Tom Petty returned with the Heartbreakers for a new album of fine songs, Into the Great Wide Open. The video for the title song tells more than the lyrics actually suggest--the lyrics below suggest a never-ending saga of hope and of ups and downs in the crazy world of rock and roll. In the video however, the story depicts many a sad plight of a rocker on his way down--such being the case in 1991 when many bad boys began to see their fortunes plummet.

Into the Great Wide Open

Eddie waited till he finished high school
He went to hollywood, got a tattoo
He met a girl out there with a tattoo too
The future was wide open

They moved into a place they both could afford
He found a nightclub he could work at the door
She had a guitar and she taught him some chords
The sky was the limit

Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue

The papers said ed always played from the heart
He got an agent and a roadie named bart
They made a record and it went in the charts
T he sky was the limit

His leather jacket had chains that would jingle
They both met movie stars, partied and mingled
Their a&r man said I don’t hear a single
The future was wide open

Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Out in the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue

Into the great wide open,
Under them skies of blue
Into the great wide open,
A rebel without a clue

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 11:33 PM

Learning to Fly

Well I started out down a dirty r oad
Started out all alone
And the sun went down as I crossed the hill
The town lit up the world got still

I’m learning to fly but I ain’t got wings
Comin’ down is the hardest thing

Well the good old days may not return
And the rocks might melt, and the sea may burn

I’m learning to fly but I ain’t got wings
Comin’ down is the hardest thing

Well some say life will beat you down
Break your heart, steal your crown
So I started out for God knows where
But I guess I’ll know when I get there

I’m learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down

I’m learning to fly but I ain’t got wings
Comin’ down is the hardest thing
I’m learning to fly around the clouds
But what goes up must come down

I’m learning to fly
I’m learning to fly

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 11:41 PM

One export out of Hershey, Pennsylvania other than chocolate was the music of The Ocean Blue, a band with a unique jangle-pop sound on their album Cerulean.

This song is excellent:

Ballerina Out of Control

Her world came crashing down
And all that it contained
A million pieces of dreams
Coming apart at the seams

But she twists and she whirls
Dismissing it all away,
Wasn't quite the same as it was
Yesterday

Her night begins the day
Why think when we can play
"I find it so hard to find,
A certain dress of that kind"

As she twists and she whirls
And she dances it all away,
The problems persist, they won't
Go away

She twists and she whirls
Dancing it all away,
Would rather see the night
Than the reason of the day
I find it so hard to find
Any reason to this kind

:guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-16-2005, 11:44 PM

Debut album from 1989:

Between Something and Nothing

Words that form a sentence
Words that form a phrase
In a poem or a letter
Could not convey the meaning
Of what this man has done
In a painting
On canvas
As the colors fading
They dictate my mood
Can you see me
Are you near me
I find myself on canvas
I find myself on stage
Can you see me
Are you near me
And I long to know you're real
And I long for you to be part of me
I long to know you're real
And I long for you to be a part of me
In the fading twilight
I sit and stare at her
In all her beauty
Her beauty
You know I have to wonder
Why all great men must die
And leave their treasure
They leave their treasure

:guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 10:32 PM

One musical movie event of the year was the release of 'The Doors', a film directed by 60's afficianado Oliver Stone. Val Kilmer played the role of Jim Morrison while Meg Ryan played his girlfriend Pamela. Many critics, including Doors' keyboardist Ray Manzarek, blasted the movie as an unfair portrayal of "the Lizard King" as a dark, drunken and derelict figure with little to applaud for his impact on music. It seemed to reinforce the idea of Morrison as a Dionysian lout rather than as a gifted poet. It was worth noting the figure of the Native American shamen appearing at various times in the story to conjure the wild spirit within him, as Morrison claimed to receive the spirits of Indians whom he had seen dying in a highway accident when he was a child.

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 10:34 PM

Val Kilmer as Jim Morrison:

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 10:44 PM

Critics have pointed out that many inaccuracies have occured in the movie, that Oliver Stone took many liberties with his subject matter, such as where Jim first met Pam, that Jim quit UCLA film school (which he did not), that he participated in a dark bloody pagan ritual with his other love interest Patricia Kennealy (didn't happen), and that they stopped a car ad from using "Light My Fire" as the jingle on t.v. (the ad was never actually made), and Kennealy says that Morrison the spirits of Indians possessing his soul was also a myth. It was one thing to fabricate things for the purpose of a movie, but it was giving viewers a very skewed picture of Morrison. Nonetheless, a whole new generation had gained renewed interest in the musical legend.

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 10:48 PM

Val Kilmer as Jim live:

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 10:49 PM

Meg Ryan as Pam with Val Kilmer as Jim:

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 10:57 PM

This film is actually from 1989, but worth a mention: 'Pump Up the Volume' was a movie starring Christian Slater as a dj and talk show host of his own personal home radio station. He would entertain listeners with his salacious rants and give advice over the air--until one advice bit unintentionally led to a listener's suicide. The authorities ran all over trying to find the illegal host who endangered the community, but he managed to keep one step away from the law. The film was important in that it dealt with freedom of speech issues in a time when free expression was facing a major clampdown.

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 11:14 PM

Here is another film from 1989 that still ties into 1991; not really one about music so much as it is about Valley-dude culture--okay, so there is music in it. 'Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure' starred a young Keanu Reeve as a rocker dude from San Dimas, California, with big dreams of playing in a metal band with his bud--except the dudes were both flunking history until a character from another planet (played by George Carlin) gave them a time machine made from a telephone booth that would transport them back into history to meet famous figures such as Abraham Lincoln, Socrates, and Joan of Arc--the purpose of which being, if they don't pass history, they won't make it big in their band and use their music to save an imperiled alien civilization!

One thing was hilarious to note was their gestures indicating something was cool: they did air guitar licks with little musical bits. :guitar: :guitar:

Classic quote: an enraged king wants to punish Bill and Ted: "Put them in the Iron Maiden!" Their response? "Iron Maiden?? AWESOME!!!" :rock: :lol:

For all that Keanu Reeve has been in, such as "The Matrix", like Sean Penn as Jeff Spiccoli, does it seemyou can never separate him from his rocker dude character? :lol:

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 11:20 PM

The 1991 sequel to "Bill and Ted's Excellent Adventure" was Bill and Ted's Bogus Journey, where both rockers were killed off by Death, known as "the Grim Dude", and had to return to life in order to compete in the San Dimas Battle of the Bands where their evil doubles were about to take over.

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 11:28 PM

In a totally unrelated note, there was a certain performer on Star Search in 1991 no one had ever heard of before. Does anyone ever hear anything of these people after they appear on shows like this?

Back to the music.

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 11:37 PM

Motorhead entered the new decade with a very decent album, 1916, referring to the year the Great War had swallowed up Britain. Military history, as well as the Titanic, were some of Lemmy's favorite topics of interest. He would stash books on war and history in his suitcases while on the road, as well as collect Nazi memorabilia and artifacts, for his fascination of war relics, of course.

One of the best metal songs:

No Voices in the Sky

Nobody gives a damn about anybody else,
Think everyone should feel
The way they feel themselves,
Rich men think that happiness
Is a million dollar bills,
So how come most of them O.D.
On sleeping pills?

Eye for eye,tooth for tooth,
You all know what I mean,
What's the use of a cry for help,
If no one hears the scream,
No one hears the scream,
No voices in the sky,
Confusion blinds the eye,
Can't take it with you when you die,
No voices in the sky

The ones dedicate the flags
To make you brave,
They also consecrate
The headstone on your grave,
Ritual remembrance
When no one knows your name,
Don't help a single widow
Learn to fight the pain,
Politicians kissing babies
For a good luck,
T.V.Preachers sell salvation
For a buck,
You don't need no going cross,
To tell you wrong from right,
The world's worst murderers
Were those who saw the light.

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 11:44 PM

Here is a song which Lemmy wrote for one of his rock idols:

Ramones

New York City, N.Y.C.,
Pretty mean when it wants to be,
Black leather,knee-hole pants,
Can't play no high school dance,
Fuzz tone,hear 'em go,
Hear 'em on the radio,

Misfits, twilight zone,
R-A-M-O-N-E-S [2],RAMONES,
Bad boy rock,bad boy roll,
Gabba gabba,see them go,
C,Jay now hit the gas,
Hear Marky kick some ass,
Go Johnny,go, go, go Tommy o-way-o,
[Repeat]

Bad boys then, bad boys now,
Good buddies,mau [3],keep it up,
Rock'n'roll,good music save your soul,
Dee Dee, he left home,
Joey call me the phone.
[Repeat]

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 11:47 PM

I'm So Bad (Baby I Don't Care)

I make love to mountain lions,
Sleep on red-hot branding irons,
When I walk the roadway shakes,
Bed's a mess of rattlesnakes,
Voodoo child, black cat bone,
Scratch your back,hear you moan,
I get up, you go down,
Tall building, single bound,
War and peace and love,
Say it if you dare,
Iron fist,velvet glove,
I'm so bad, baby I don't care,
Black-hearted to the bone,
Older than The Rolling Stones,
Been to heaven, been to hell,
Bought the farm, and I won't sell,
Give and take, rise and fall,
Rise up and take it all,
Secret love, I won't tell,
Knock you up and ring your bell,
Kiss the whip, eat the gun,
Tell me it ain't fair,
Midnight victim, hit and run,
I'm so bad, baby I don't care,
I make the blind to see,
Shoot 'em full of R and B,
I make the lame to walk,
Come round and pop your cork,
Wham, bam,thank you ma'am,
Thought I heard the back door slam,
Overkill, walk the line,
Kill the lights, It's lampshade time,
On the road,on the lam,
People running scared,
I'm everything they say
I'm,I'm so bad, baby I don't care.

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-17-2005, 11:52 PM

Led Zeppelin received new life in their old songs with the release of Remasters.

Cactus Jack

02-18-2005, 07:59 AM

Yaaaaaaaaaaay! I LOVE BILL AND TED! :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-19-2005, 02:04 PM

In 1991, the Talking Heads finally decided to go their separate ways. The magic had gone out of playing together, and David Byrne had other interests than in playing in his longtime group, such as becoming more involved in world music and other projects. The other members went on to form other bands such as bassist Jerry Harrison's Casual Gods, which had a minor hit called "Rev It Up."

The last Talking Heads album was 1988's Naked,which, while having a few good tracks, was no where as groundbreaking as their earlier albums had been.

Blind

Signs
Signs are lost
Signs disappeared
Turn invisible
Got no sign
Somebody got busted
Got a face of stone
And a ghostwritten biography
Dogs start to run in,
Hungry for some food
Dogs start a-twitching
And they're looking at you
It was light
By five
Torn all apart
All in the name of democracy
He's hurt
He's dying
Claimed he was a terrorist
Claimed to avert a catastrophe
Someone should'a told him
That the buck stops here
No one ever said
That he was involved with thieves
And they're blind, blind
blind, blind, blind, blind, blind
blind, blind
blind, blind, blind, blind, blind

No sense of harmony, No sense of
time, Don't mention harmony, Say:
What is it? What is it? What is it? Give
a little shock, and he raises his hand
Somebody shouts out, says: What is
it? What is it? What is it?
He was shot down in the night! Peop-
ple ride by but his body's still alive
The girl in the window what has she
done? She looks down at me ...
says: "I don't want to die!"

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-19-2005, 02:22 PM

ZZ Top's 1990 album Recycler found the Little Ol' Band from Texas still stuck in the 80's groove with the electronic drums, but they managed to pull out a hit, "Doubleback", which was used in the "Back to the Future Part 3"
movie. They also had a bit of a quandary with the opening act on their tour, the Black Crowes, who had bad-mouthed their sponsor Miller Beer, and essentially the band, for being "corporate rock." The Black Crowes were kicked off the tour, and would have made a great opener if it weren't for Chris Robinson's crappy attitude which made him universally reviled by musicians and rock journalists everywhere.

Tragedy struck in 1991 when their manager Bill Mack Ham's wife was found murdered by a young criminal thug who strangled her for her car so he would not have to walk back to the halfway house where he lived. But the Top planned to carry on in spite of this devastating event.

Doubleback

I got shot through a space not long ago,
I thought I knew the place so well.
It wasn't the same, now it goes to show,
Sometime you never can tell.

I'm lookin' high and low, don't know where to go,
I got to double back, my friend.
The only way to find, what I left behind
I got to double back again, double back again.

You know I'm movin on in this fine machine,
Rollin' on through the night.
Seein' things like I've never seen
And it's taking me outta sight.

Lookin' high and low, don't know where to go,
I got to double back, my friend.
The only way to find, what I left behind
I got to double back again, double back again.

It's got me up and down,
I been lost and found,
Down in a deep dark hole.
Looks like my luck has changed,
I been rearranged
And I'm coming out on a roll.

Lookin' high and low, don't know where to go,
I got to double back, my friend.
The only way to find, what I left behind
I got to double back again, double back again.

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-19-2005, 02:30 PM

As much as the boys of ZZ Top enjoyed playing with their 80's Tinker Toys, they never forgot where their music originally came from: the Mississippi Delta. In fact, so great was their love for the blues that they created a guitar that was made from the wood of the house that Muddy Waters was born and raised in. They called it the Muddywood, and used the proceeds from the sales of the guitar to help raise money to build the Delta Blues Museum.

My Head's In Mississippi

I'm shufflin' thru the Texas sand,
but my head's in Mississippi.
I'm shufflin' thru the Texas sand,
but my head's in Mississippi.
The blues has got a hold of me.
I believe I'm gettin' dizzy. (Spoken: Help me now.)

I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis,
Lord, I thought I was in Heaven.
I keep thinkin' 'bout that night in Memphis,
I thought I was in Heaven.
But I was stumblin' thru the parking lot
of an invisible seven eleven. (Spoken: What was I doin out there?)

Where's my head baby?
Somewhere in Mississippi.

Last night I saw a cowgirl.
She was floatin' across the ceiling.
And last night I saw a naked cowgirl.
She was floatin' across the ceiling.
She was mumblin to some howlin' wolf
about some voodoo healin'. (Spoken: Mmm Baby.)

:guitar: :guitar:

ABlairican Pie

02-19-2005, 02:35 PM

Genesis released We Can't Dance which featured hits such as "No Son of Mine" and "Jesus He Knows Me."

I Can't Dance

Hot sun beating down
Burning my feet just walking around.

Hot sun making me sweat
’gators getting close, hasn’t got me yet

I can’t dance, I can’t talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk.
I can’t dance, I can’t sing
I’m just standing here selling everything.

Blue jeans sitting on the beach,
Her dog’s talking to me, but she’s out of reach.

She’s got a body under that shirt,
But all she wants to do is rub my face in the dirt.

Cos, I can’t dance, I can’t talk.
Only thing about me is the way I walk.
I can’t dance, I can’t sing
I’m just standing here selling.

Oh and checking everything is in place,
You never know who’s looking on.

Young punk spilling beer on my shoes,
Fat guy’s talking to me trying to steal my blues.

Thick smoke, see her smiling through.
I never thought so much could happen just shooting pool.

But I can’t dance, I can’t talk.
The only thing about me is the way that I walk.
I can’t dance, I can’t sing
I’m just standing here selling

Oh and checking everything is in place
You never know who’s looking on
A perfect body with a perfect face - uh-huh.

No, I can’t dance, I can’t talk.
The only thing about me is the way I walk.
No, I can’t dance, I can’t sing
I’m just standing here selling everything.

But I can walk.
No I can’t dance.
No no no I can’t dance
No I said I can’t sing.
But I can walk.

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-19-2005, 02:41 PM

This song and lyrics are painful and sad, expressing the alienation from parents:

No Son of Mine

Well the key to my survival
Was never in much doubt
The question was how I could keep sane
Trying to find a way out

Things were never easy for me
Peace of mind was hard to fin
And I needed a place where I could hide
Somewhere I could call mine

I didn’t think much about it
Til it started happening all the time
Soon I was living with the fear everyday
Of what might happen that night

I couldn’t stand to hear the
Crying of my mother
And I remember when
I swore that, that would be the
Last they’d see of me
And I never went home again

They say that time is a healer
And now my wounds are not the same
I rang the bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he’d say

He sat me down to talk to me
He looked me straight in the eyes

He said:

You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
You walked out, you left us behind
And you’re no son, no son of mine

Oh, his words how they hurt me, I’ll never forget it
And as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it

You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
But where should I go,
And what should I do
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
But I came here for help, oh I came here for you

Well the years they passed so slowly
I thought about him everyday
What would I do, if we passed on the street
Would I keep running away

In and out of hiding places
Soon I’d have to face the facts
We’d have to sit down and talk it over
And that would mean going back

They say that time is a healer
And now my wounds are not the same
I rang that bell with my heart in my mouth
I had to hear what he’d say

He sat me down to talk to me
He looked me straight in the eyes

He said:

You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
When you walked out, you left us behind
And you’re no son, you’re no son of mine

Oh, his words how they hurt me, I’ll never forget it
And as the time, it went by, I lived to regret it

You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
But where should I go and what should I do
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine
But I came here for help, oh I was looking for you
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine - oh
You’re no son - ha yeah, ha yeah, ha yeah, ha yeah
You’re no son, you’re no son of mine - oh, oh...

ABlairican Pie

02-19-2005, 02:47 PM

Genesis also took their poke at televised religion filling the coffers:

Jesus He Knows Me

You see the face on the tv screen
Coming at you every sunday
See that face on the billboard
That man is me

On the cover of the magazine
There’s no question why I’m smiling
You buy a piece of paradise
You buy a piece of me

I’ll get you everything you wanted
I’ll get you everything you need
Don’t need to believe in hereafter
Just believe in me

Cos jesus he knows me
And he knows I’m right
I’ve been talking to jesus all my life
Oh yes he knows me
And he knows I’m right
And he’s been telling me
Everything is alright

I believe in the family
With my ever loving wife beside me
But she don’t know about my girlfriend
Or the man I met last night

Do you believe in god
Cos that’s what I’m selling
And if you wanna get to heaven
I’ll see you right

You won’t even have to leave your house
Or get outta your chair
You don’t even have to touch that dial
Cos I’m everywhere

And jesus he knows me
And he knows I’m right
I’ve been talking to jesus all my life
Oh yes he knows me
And he knows I’m right
Well he’s been telling me
Everything’s gonna be alright

Won’t find me practising what I’m preaching
Won’t find me making no sacrifice
But I can get you a pocketful of miracles
If you promise to be good, try to be nice
God will take good care of you
Just do as I say, don’t do as I do

I’m counting my blessings,
I’ve found true happiness
Cos I’m getting richer, day by day
You can find me in the phone book,
Just call my toll free number
You can do it anyway you want
Just do it right away

There’ll be no doubt in your mind
You’ll believe everything I’m saying
If you wanna get closer to him
Get on your knees and start paying

Cos jesus he knows me
And he knows I’m right
I’ve been talking to jesus all my life
Oh yes he knows me
And he knows I’m right
Well he’s been telling me
Everything’s gonna be alright, alright

Jesus he knows me
Jesus he knows me, you know...

ABlairican Pie

02-19-2005, 03:02 PM

Going back to 1990 for a moment, Ronnie James Dio was looking for yet a new guitar player for his band. Young British guitarist Rowan Robertson, who was all of seventeen, sent an audition tape to his record company, but was promptly declined. Not about to give up, Robertson sent the tape to the Dio Fan Club--and was immediately picked up for a live audition. Ronnie James Dio was so impressed with the teen guitarist that he signed him on with the band. The album that resulted was Lock Up the Wolves.

Unfortunately, this was the last album by Dio (the band). Ronnie was about to make a (not-so) unexpected career move in the next year.

Wild One

You say you've never seen the light before
Does anyone believe you
Don't let them hear you say anymore
Nothing's really safe around here
We are an imitation of the crown
We never turn the pages
They cannot let your spirit touch the ground
And nothing's gonna change around here, no
Crack in the ceiling
Hole in the wall
They bend you over
But you won't crawl away
You've got two in the bushes
One in the hand
They'd make you over
But they can't understand you
You're always gonna be the wild one
Pretend that all you really feel is pain
Just hide behind some sorrow
How sad
But you'd do it all again
(I guess that) Nobody changes 'round here
Cat in the cradle
Man in the moon
They'd make you over
But it's too soon to know, no
Smoke in the kitchen
Fire in the hall
The train is coming
And you can hear it calling
You're always gonna be the wild one
Crack in the ceiling
Hole in the wall
They bend you over
But you won't crawl away
You've got two in the bushes
One in the hand
They'd make you over
But they can't understand you
You're always gonna be the Wild One

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Rowan Robertson:

ABlairican Pie

02-19-2005, 03:11 PM

One of the biggest rising stars of 1991 was a crooner by the name of Chris Isaak, whose song "Wicked Game", from his album Heart Shaped World was an immediate success from the most talked-about show at that time, the David Lynch-directed "Twin Peaks."

The video to the song made waves with its tittilating content. :grineyes:

This is one of the saddest songs ever recorded. :crying:

Wicked Game

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd meet somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I knew somebody like you.

No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I don't want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)

What a wicked game to play, to make me feel this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to let me dream of you.
What a wicked thing to say, you never felt this way.
What a wicked thing to do, to make me dream of you and,

I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you.

The world was on fire and no one could save me but you.
It's strange what desire will make foolish people do.
I never dreamed that I'd love somebody like you.
And I never dreamed that I'd loose somebody like you no,

No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I want to fall in love. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
With you. (This world is only gonna break your heart)
No, I... (This world is only gonna break your heart)
(This world is only gonna break your heart)

Nobody loves no one.

ABlairican Pie

02-19-2005, 03:13 PM

Wicked Game clip:

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02-19-2005, 03:15 PM

Wicked Game pic:

ABlairican Pie

02-20-2005, 04:26 PM

Swedish popsters Roxette released Joyride, which featured danceable rocking tunes such as "Knocking on Every Door", "Physical Fascination", and the title track.

Knocking on Every Door

Hey now honey,
You got to face the floor,
You headed for the heart
But you couldn't find the door,
Could you?
Could you?
Well, I'm standing in the sun
But I'm living in the rain,
I got to get a-whirlin'
Like a human hurricane over you,
Over you.
Now you're looking like a fox on the run.
And you're faster than a shot from a gun.
I'm pointing at you, oh you.
Talking 'bout you, hey you.
I thought we had love in store -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
Babe, I've seen it all before -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
Ain't no lovin' you ignore -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
Keep keep knock knockin' on every door -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
Hey now honey,
Time is all you've spent.
You moved into the bed
But you couldn't pay the rent.
Could you?
In the twinkle of an eye you electrify.
I got to get a-shootin' like a rocket in the sky,
Bye bye, goodbye.
Now you're burning like you're hot on the scene.
Don't you love to steal a part of my dream?
I'm looking at you, oh you.
Talking 'bout you, yea you.
I thought we had love in store -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
Babe, i've seen it all before -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
Ain't no sugar you ignore -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
Keep keep knock knockin' on every door.
I thought we used to have love in store -
You keep knock knockin' on every door.
Hey babe, don't run around here no more -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
Ain't no sugar you ignore -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
Keep keep knock knockin' on every door -
You keep on knockin' on every door.
You'd better learn your lesson now...

ABlairican Pie

02-20-2005, 04:33 PM

From their album Dangerous, 1989:

Dangerous

You pack your bag, you take control.
You’re moving into my heart and into my soul.
Get out of my way! Get out of my sight!
I won’t be walking on thin ice to get through the night.

Hey, where’s your work?
What’s your game?
I know your business
but I don’t know your name...

Hold on tight, you know she’s a little bit dangerous.
She’s got what it takes to make ends meet,
the eyes of a lover that hit like that.
You know she’s a little bit dangerous

You turn around, so hot and dry.
You’re hiding under a halo, your mouth is alive.
Get out of my way! Get out of my sight!
I’m not attracted to go-go deeper tonight.

Hey, what’s your word?
What’s your game?
I know your business
but I don’t know your name...

Hold on tight, you know she’s a little bit dangerous.
She’s got what it takes to make ends meet,
the eyes of a lover that hit like that.
You know she’s a little bit dangerous

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-20-2005, 04:49 PM

On March 21, 1991, the music world lost one of its greatest guitar creators and innovators when Leo Fender died at the age of 81 from complications from Parkinson's Disease in Fullerton, California. He was more of a person interested in electronics than in music, but his radical creation of staple guitars as the Stratocaster and Telecaster guitars won tremendous respect from musicians everywhere. The Fender Stratocaster became the primary instrument of artists such as Jimi Hendrix, Ritchie Blackmore, Yngwie Malmsteen, Stevie Ray Vaughn and countless other guitarists in the rock world. After he sold the Fender Guitar company to CBS Musical Instruments in 1965, many critics noted a lack of quality workmanship on the guitars after he left. In the 1980's he teamed up with guitar designer George Fullerton to form the very popular G & L Guitar Company, which crafted quality instruments which were enjoyed by musicians such as Jerry Cantrell of Alice in Chains.

ABlairican Pie

02-20-2005, 04:52 PM

The first of Leo Fender's popular guitars, the Telecaster:

ABlairican Pie

02-20-2005, 04:54 PM

The Fender Stratocaster with Fender amplfiers, a brand of amps chosen by Neil Young and Ted Nugent:

ABlairican Pie

02-20-2005, 05:21 PM

On April 20, 1991, rock lost one of its legendary vocalists when Steve Marriott, lead singer for Humble Pie and the Small Faces, died in a house fire at his home in Essex, England. Apparently he was under the influence of valium and alcohol when died after smoking in bed.

Marriott began his musical career in the 60's as a Mod rocker when he teamed up with Ronnie Lane to form The Small Faces, the influential r & b-based British band whose hits included "Itchykoo Park" and "Tin Soldier." But Marriott wanted to concentrate on more than R & B, so he left during a concert and hooked up with guitarist Peter Frampton to form Humble Pie. Frampton later left the much-hyped supergroup after he found the attention was focused more on Marriott than on himself. The band became a huge live sensation with shows recorded at the Fillmore East for an album. Even though the band was a hard rock unit, the soul and even country influence would be later felt. Guitarist Clem Clemson replaced Peter Frampton. The band lasted until 1975 when they broke up. Marriott later found it hard to play along with the music industry which he felt forced him to compromise too often.

Marriott was a hard living performer who certainly indulged in the rock and roll lifestyle. As with many other performers, the lifestyle would eventually catch up with him.

30 Days in the Hole

Chicago Green, talkin' 'bout Black Lebanese
A dirty room and a silver coke spoon
Give me my release, come on
Black napalese, it's got you weak in your knees
Sneeze some dust that you got buzzed on
You know it's hard to believe

30 days in the hole
That's what they give you
I know

Newcastle Brown, I'm tellin' you, it can sure smack you down
Take a greasy whore and a rollin' dance floor
It's got your head spinnin' round
If you live on the road, well there's a new highway code
You take the urban noise with some dirt with poison
It's gonna lessen your load

What you doin' boy?
You here for 30 days
Get, get, get your long hair cut
And cut out your ways

Black napalese, it got you weak in your knees
Gonna sneeze some dust that you got busted on
You know it's so hard to please
Newcastle Brown can sure smack you down
You take a greasy whore and a rollin' dance floor
You know you're jailhouse-bound

30 days in the hole

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-20-2005, 05:24 PM

Another pic:

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02-20-2005, 05:39 PM

On May 24, 1991, Gene Clark, formerly with The Byrds and later with other country-rock bands, died at his home in Sherman Oaks, California, at the age of 46 due to natural causes. He left the Byrds at the height of their career in the mid-60's allegedly over his fear of flying, but many who knew him felt it was more out of his fear of success. He had developed a successful solo career and would later regroup with his fellow ex-Byrds bandmates in the early 80's group McGuinn, Clark, & Hillman. But while his creativity and talent soared as a solo artist, his health was in serious decline after years of drinking. He managed to be inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in early 1991, but before he could complete a new solo album, he passed away at too young of an age.

ABlairican Pie

02-20-2005, 05:54 PM

The most tragic passing of the entire year of 1991 was that of Queen's noble frontman Freddy Mercury due to AIDS. For years Mercury had kept himself in seclusion and felt guarded about talking about his illness, until the day before his death he confessed that it was not double-pneumonia so much as it was the dreaded disease which ravaged his immune system. The last photos of Mercury were a heartbreaking image of a man emaciated by the effects of the disease.

Queen had long wanted to reconquer America, a country which had long forgotten the dizzying spectacle of their live shows since the late 70's before sweeping changes in rock had made them appear as "dinosaurs." They had two fine albums released which recaptured the magic. But sadly, it was too late.

But the biggest boost to revitalized interest in Queen would come next year.

Was It Worth It All

What is there left for me to do in this life
Did I achieve what I had set in my sights
Am I a happy man or is this sinking sand
Was it all worth it was it all worth it

Yeah now hear my story let me tell you about it
We bought a drum kit blew my own trumpet
Played the circuit thought we were perfect
Was it all worth it
Giving all my heart and soul and staying up all night
Was it all worth it
Living breathing rock’n’roll a godforsaken life
Was it all worth it was it all worth it all these years

Put down our money without counting the cost
It didn’t matter if we won if we lost
Yes we were vicious yes we could kill
Yes we were hungry yes we were brill
We served a purpose like a bloody circus
We were so dandy we love you madly

Was it all worth it
Living breathing rock’n’roll this godforsaken life
Was it all worth it was it all worth it
When the hurly burly’s done

We went to bali saw God and dali
So mystic surrealistic
Was it all worth it yeah yeah
Giving all my heart and soul staying up all night
Was it all worth it
Living breathing rock’n’roll this never ending fight
Was it all worth it was it all worth it
Yes it was a worthwhile experience

It was worth it

Cactus Jack

02-20-2005, 06:03 PM

RIP Freddie, Gene and Steve and Leo :(

ABlairican Pie

02-20-2005, 06:16 PM

RIP Freddie, Gene and Steve and Leo :(Lot of rock and roll passages that year. :( I remember it was the Memorial Day weekend when I was in L.A, when I heard about Gene Clark's passing. I was on the bus in Hollywood listening to my Walkman radio.

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 11:31 AM

Sadly, many people, upon learning of Freddy Mercury's death, responded with callousness and self-righteousness. He "got what was coming to him," being a bisexual rock star. In fact, it was surprising that more performers had not been discovered to have the dreaded disease. In the months to come, many other popular figures would come out and ackowledge their affliction with AIDS and HIV. Some would even die from it.

Regardless of Mercury's lifestyle, the tragic fact remained that the world lost a gifted performer and a beautiful person who died too soon to a cruel disease. Perhaps it was a self-congratulating "morality" in society that shut out the personhood of people who were different. Was this in fact a self-defense mechanism that kept people from thinking, "Am I next?" There was no question that in the minds of many, AIDS and HIV was something that happened to gays and bisexuals, to sexually active persons--it was "God's jusdgement" on sinners. Very few people were reaching out in compassion to those suffering from it. But the remaining members of Queen were about to do something to honor Freddy's memory and raise awareness of AIDS.

Freddy Mercury from a 70's shot:

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 11:39 AM

Queen's final album, Innuendo, showed the band going out in style.

This song would be used in a popular film in another ten years:

The Show Must Go On

Empty spaces - what are we living for
Abandoned places - I guess we know the score
On and on, does anybody know what we are looking for...
Another hero, another mindless crime
Behind the curtain, in the pantomime
Hold the line, does anybody want to take it anymore

The show must go on,
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on.

Whatever happens, I'll leave it all to chance
Another heartache, another failed romance
On and on, does anybody know what we are living for?
I guess I'm learning, I must be warmer now
I'll soon be turning, round the corner now
Outside the dawn is breaking
But inside in the dark I'm aching to be free

The show must go on
The show must go on
Inside my heart is breaking
My make-up may be flaking
But my smile still stays on

My soul is painted like the wings of butterflies
Fairytales of yesterday will grow but never die
I can fly - my friends
The show must go on
The show must go on
I'll face it with a grin
I'm never giving in
On - with the show -
I'll top the bill, I'll overkill
I have to find the will to carry on
On with the -
On with the show -
The show must go on...

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 11:46 AM

Headlong

And you're rushing headlong you've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping no there's nothin'
You can do about it
There's nothin' you can do
No there's nothin' you can do about it
No there's nothin' you can, nothin' you can
Nothin' you can do about it
And you're rushing headlong you've got a new goal
And you're rushing headlong out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping no there's nothin'
You can do about it
He used to be a man with a stick in his hand
Hoop diddy diddy - Hoop diddy do
She used to be a woman with a hot dog stand
Hoop diddy diddy - Hoop diddy do
Now you've got soup in the laundry bag
Now you've got strings, you're gonna lose your rag
You're gettin' in a fight
Then it ain't so groovy when you're screaming in the night
Let me out of this cheap `B' movie
Headlong down the highway and you're rushing
Headlong out of control
And you think you're so strong
But there ain't no stopping and you can't stop rockin'
And there's nothin' you can, nothin' you can
Nothin' you can do about it
When a red hot man meets a white hot lady
Hoop diddy diddy - Hoop diddy do
Soon the fire starts a raging gets 'em more than half crazy
They start freaking everyway you turn
You can't start walking cause your feet got burned
It ain't no time to figure wrong from right
Cause reason's out the window
Better hold on tight - you're rushin'... etc.

Cactus Jack

02-21-2005, 11:49 AM

Lot of rock and roll passages that year. :( I remember it was the Memorial Day weekend when I was in L.A, when I heard about Gene Clark's passing. I was on the bus in Hollywood listening to my Walkman radio.
:(

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 11:50 AM

Queen released The Miracle in 1989.

I Want It All

Adventure seeker on an empty street
Just an alley creeper light on his feet
A young fighter screaming with no time for doubt
With the pain and anger can’t see a way out
It ain’t much I’m asking I heard him say
Gotta find me a future move out of my way
I want it all I want it all I want it all and I want it now
I want it all I want it all I want it all and I want it now

Listen all you people come gather round
I gotta get me a game plan gotta shake you to the ground
Just give me what I know is mine
People do you hear me just give me the sign
It ain’t much I’m asking if you want the truth
Here’s to the future for the dreams of youth
I want it all (give it all) I want it all I want it all and I want
It now
I want it all (yes I want it all) I want it all (hey)
I want it all and I want it now

I’m a man with a one track mind
So much to do in one life time (people do you hear me)
Not a man for compromise and where’s and why’s and living
Lies
So I’m living it all (yes I’m living it all)
And I’m giving it all (and I’m giving it all)

Yeah yeah
Yeah yeah yeah yeah
I want it all all all all

It ain’t much I’m asking if you want the truth
Here’s to the future
Hear the cry of youth (hear the cry hear the cry of youth)
I want it all I want it all I want it all and I want it now
I want it all (yeah yeah yeah) I want it all I want it all and i
Want it now

I want it
Now
I want it I want it

Cactus Jack

02-21-2005, 11:51 AM

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 11:58 AM

Before the Pharisaical masses could point fingers at "decadent" rock stars such as Freddy Mercury for having AIDS, sports fans were shocked to hear Magic Johnson of the L.A. Lakers quit basketball when he announced he had HIV. Apparently it was not just rockers and people in the entertainment world who were afflicted with the disease. It could happen to anybody.

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 12:18 PM

The next year, the death of Robert Reed, dad Mike Brady on "The Brady Bunch" on May 12, 1992, proved further that AIDS did not strike just a few misbehaving rock stars. In spite of the clean-cut family image he portrayed on the show, he was in fact a gay man who would fall to the disease in 1992. The official report that he had died of colon cancer, but it was later discovered that he in fact suffered from AIDS. Actress Susan Olsen, who played daughter "Cindy" on the show, said that it wasn't important how he got it, just that if "Dad Brady" could get it, so could anyone. Barry Williams, who played "Greg" on the show, was devastated and enraged that supermarket tabloids only chose to dishonor his t.v. dad's memory by sensationalizing the fact of his being a gay man with AIDS.

Cactus Jack

02-21-2005, 12:21 PM

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 12:53 PM

Around the same day as the passing of Freddy Mercury, KISS lost their drummer Eric Carr to heart cancer. In the past several months, the band had postponed work on their upcoming album to allow Eric to recuperate from his illness, but soon found that the cancer had spread throughout his system. The band were devastated at the loss of their longtime drummer as they stood by his hospital bedside and watched his life ebb away. Eric Carr, born Paul Caravello, had replaced original drummer Peter Criss in the early 80's, and had served longer in the band than had his more familiar "Catman" predecessor. The makeup identity the band had given him was "The Fox." A few years later, the band had taken off their makeup, thus taking away their mysterious aura.

Paul Stanley and Gene Simmons were outraged that Rolling Stone magazine refused to acknowledge Eric's passing with even an obituary. Even though Freddy Mercury's death was a much bigger story, it would only have been respectful and accurate to report the death of a drummer of one of the world's biggest bands. KISS may have not been exactly on top at that time, but Carr's death was certainly newsworthy. It reflected Rolling Stone's prejudice against all things metal.

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 12:57 PM

Which one's Freddie?Hmmm... :confused: I think it's him in the lower left corner with the weird black hat that looks like it has a big clamp on it. He's probably trying to get his head screwed on straight. :lol: :joke:

(Straight=no pun intended.) ;)

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 01:06 PM

One thing that the members of KISS enjoyed most about Eric Carr was that he was a friendly, team player. When he first joined KISS in 1980, the band was falling apart with the defection of Peter Criss from the band. Criss was not the most reliable, sociable guy to work with. Eric Carr fit right in with his pleasant attitude. Or who knows, the other members of KISS had certain ego problems, so many Eric got along in spite of it all.

One thing that certainly helped Eric get in to being a member of KISS was submitting his picture portfolio in an orange folder.
Just remember, if you want to get noticed, having a orange or pink folder catches the eye, instead of black or beige.

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 01:11 PM

Eric live:

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 11:29 PM

On March 3, 1991, one small event occured in the San Fernando Valley of Los Angeles that would have remained a routine procedure had a person armed with a video camera not been roaming around for interesting things to film.

A handful of police officers had pulled over a black motorist who was clearly under the influence of drugs after speeding away to elude them. The officers pulled him out and after he resisted arrest and proceeded to use billy clubs to beat him into submission. The man's name was Rodney King, and his brutal treatment by law enforcement officials would send the country plummeting into one of its darkest hours a year later.

ABlairican Pie

02-21-2005, 11:42 PM

Ice T released a groundbreaking rap album, OG (Original Gangster) which contained rap classics as "Straight Up N:censored:", "New Jack City", named after the movie he appeared in that year, and a bold move for a rap artist: a bona fide rock song which would become the name of a new heavy metal band he would later front, "Body Count".

At the end of the album, Ice T mentioned that the date of the recording was January 15th, the date troops went into Iraq, and that he was disgusted by the government's policies of killing innocent people there. He also offered a warning to his perceived rivals: "You should've killed me last year." :eek:

Body Count

God damn what a brother gotta do
To get a message through
To the red white and blue

What? I gotta die? Before you realize
I was a brother with open eyes

The world's insane
While you drink champagne
And I'm livin' in black rain

You try to ban the A.K.
I got ten of 'em stashed
With a case of hand grenades

(Tell us what to do?) F:censored: you! (x4)

You'd know what to do
If a bullet hit your kid
On the way to school
Or a cop shot your kid in the back yard
S:censored: would hit the fan and hit hard!

CHORUS
I hear it every night, another gun fight
The tension mounts
On with the body count!

God damn what a brother gotta do
To get a message through
To the red, white and you?

What? I gotta die? Before you realize
I was a n:censored:a with open eyes

The world's insane
While you drink champagne
And I'm livin' in black rain

Don't you hear the guns?
You stupid, dumb, d:censored:in'
Bum politicians

(Tell us what to do?) F:censored: you! (x2)

The tension mounts!

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 12:10 AM

N.W.A. released a different album with Efil4zaggin than its incendiary predecessors. While previous albums depicted a horrific view of life in the inner city far removed from clean white suburbia and a call to arms against law enforcement, their new album featured more songs about misogynistic sexual escapades and things a bit less political. Their chief lyricist, Ice Cube, had moved on to a solo career, so the future looked uncertain for the influential rap group.

It is interesting to note that the manager of N.W.A. was Jerry Heller, who had previously managed bands such as Styx and Journey in the 70's. He caught the excitement of the fledgling rap group with its radical message early on, but then became embroiled in legal woes when the group sued to get out of its contract, accusing him of mismanagement of funds. The group soon went their separate ways.

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 12:20 AM

One R & B talent that was not of the rap ilk was Seal, who found broad appeal with his self-titled album featuring the hit "Crazy".

Crazy

In a church by the face
He talks about the people going under
Only child know
A man decides after seventy years
That what he goes there for
Is to unlock the door
While those around him criticize and sleep
And through a fractal on that breaking wall
I see you my friend and touch your face again
Miracles will happen as we trip
But we're never gonna survive unless
We get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive unless
We are a little
Cray cray crazy
Crazy are the people walking through my head
One of thems got a gun to shoot the other one
And yet together they were friends at school
Get it, get it, get it, yeah!
If all were there when we first took the pill
Then maybe then maybe then maybe then maybe
Miracles will happen as we speak
But we're never gonna survive unless
We get a little crazy
No we're never gonna survive unless
We are a little
Crazy
No no we'll never survive unless we get a little bit
A man decides to go along after seventy years
Oh darlin
In a sky full of people only some want to fly
Isn't that crazy
In a world full of people only some want to fly
Isn't that crazy
Crazy
In a heaven of people there's only some want to fly
Ain't that crazy
Oh babe Oh darlin'
In a world full of people there's only some want to fly
Isn't that crazy
Isn't that crazy Isn't that crazy Isn't that crazy
Ohh
But we're never gonna survive unless we get a little crazy crazy
No we're never gonna to survive unless we are a little crazy
But we're never gonna survive unless we get a little crazy crazy
No we're never gonna to survive unless we are a little crazy
No no never survive unless we get a little bit
And then you see things
The size of which you've never known before
They'll break it
Someday
Only child know
Them things
The size
Of which you've never known before
Someday

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 12:31 AM

Though this was not a rock and roll film, this did feature one of the most horrendous attempts by M.C. Hammer to gain legitimacy: he sang the theme song with updated lyrics. One of the goofiest things in all of moviedom was Cousin It proving he was "cool" by cranking out M.C. Hammer in his little teeny car. Most everywhere else on the planet he would have been laughed out of his furry mane. ohno:

The movie was actually quite funny regardless, with Raoul Julia, Angelica Huston, Christopher Lloyd, Christina Ricci, and Carole Kane as Grandmama.

Not sure if Pee-Wee Herman played "Thing." ;) :lol:

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 12:37 AM

The Arnold Schwarzenegger movie 'Terminator 2: Judgement Day' featured the song "You Could Be Mine by Guns N' Roses.

Funny, when watching the video for the song, it felt like a Pepsi commercial. :lol:

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 12:45 AM

Dipping back to 1990 for a moment, L.A. alternative band Concrete Blonde, fronted by lead vocalist Johnette Napolitano and featuring the guitar work of James Mankey, released the album Bloodletting. The album contained the hit "Joey", a song about reconciliation with a victim of alcoholism.

Joey

Joey, baby - don’t get crazy
Detours. fences... I get defensive
I know you’ve heard it all before -
So I don’t say it anymore
I just stand by and watch you
Fight your secret war.
Although I used to wonder why -
I used to cry till I was dry.
Still sometimes I get a strange pain
Inside
Oh, joey, if you’re hurting so am i.

Joey, honey - I got some money
All is forgiven. listen, listen
And if I seem to be confused
I didn’t mean to be with you.
And when you said I scared you,
Well I guess you scared me too.
But we got lucky once before
And if you’re somewhere out there
Passed out on the floor.
Oh joey, I’m not angry anymore.

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 12:59 AM

Even though Concrete Blonde had a minor hit with "Joey" their real forte was in creating dark gothic songs in the vein of Siouxsie and the Banshees. Unfortunately, the band never really caught on as they found themselves awash in the sweaty sewage of grunge. The band still sought to perservere throughout all the winds of change.

The next song is about vampirism:

Bloodletting

There’s a crack in the mirror
And a bloodstain on the bed -
There’s a crack in the mirror
And a bloodstain on the bed -
O you were a vampire and baby
I’m walking dead
O you were a vampire and baby
I’m walking dead

I got the ways and means
To new orleans I’m going
Down by the river
Where it’s warm and green
I’m gonna have drink, and walk around
I got a lot to think about oh yeah

There’s a rocking chair by the window
Down the hall
I hear something there in the shadow
Down the hall
O you were a vampire and now I am
Nothing at all
O you were a vampire and now I am
Nothing at all

They used to dance in the garden in the
Middle of the night
They used to dance in the garden in the
Middle of the night
They were naked as the day they were
Born skin all bone-china white
O you were a vampire
And I may never see the light

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 01:16 AM

One event that defined 1991 was the confirmation of Clarence Thomas as Supreme Court Justice. One person who stepped forward to oppose his nomination was a young woman by the name of Anita Hill who claimed that he had sexually harrassed her while she worked with him in his law practice, with allegations that he had mentioned names of pornographic movies and other offensive topics in conversations with her. Thomas had vigorously denied the allegations, but found himself in a quandary when it was disclosed that he had in fact rented video cassettes of the same titles previously. The reason why this remained a landmark event in that year was that it brought up issues of the legality of sexually oriented dialogue in professional settings as well as the stereotypes of the sexuality of people of color, in particular that of males. Another related topic was that of persons of color who identified themselves as conservatives, as Thomas had done, versus issues relating to "left-leaning" feminism, as in the case of Anita Hill. This was one more milestone in the brewing culture wars which would dominate the decade.

Thomas was eventually confirmed as Supreme Court Justice, and a conservative author would castigate Anita Hill as a self-serving "liar" in an inflammatory book in the next several years. The author would later repudiate his own views.

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 01:22 AM

And of course the one hit we can't forget that year was the dance favorite by British group Right Said Fred, the tune, "I'm Too Sexy."

I'm Too Sexy

I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me

I'm too sexy for my shirt too sexy for my shirt
So sexy it hurts
And I'm too sexy for Milan too sexy for Milan
New York and Japan

And I'm too sexy for your party
Too sexy for your party
No way I'm disco dancing

I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I do my little turn on the catwalk

I'm too sexy for my car too sexy for my car
Too sexy by far
And I'm too sexy for my hat
Too sexy for my hat what do you think about that

I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk

I'm too sexy for my too sexy for my too sexy for my

'Cos I'm a model you know what I mean
And I do my little turn on the catwalk
Yeah on the catwalk on the catwalk yeah
I shake my little touche on the catwalk

I'm too sexy for my cat too sexy for my cat :cat:
Poor poossay poor pussycat
I'm too sexy for my love too sexy for my love
Love's going to leave me

And I'm too sexy for this song

:banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 01:28 AM

Actually here is a live clip of Right Said Fred, the band who is still capable of selling out stadiums in Istanbul!

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 01:33 AM

Seeing that we have pretty much ran the gamut of an eventful year in music and events, unless we have forgotten something, it is now time to step into another eventful year:

1992!!!!!

And what a year it was!! Grunge and alternative had conquered the charts, even though metal had a number of major albums that captured people's ears!
Rap and hip-hop were gaining ground in a big way, and in America, tumultuous events gripped the world's attention...

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 10:35 PM

January 11, 1992 was the date that will live on as one of the most important dates in rock and roll, in much the same way that February 9, 1964 was when the Beatles changed America on the Ed Sullivan Show. It was the date that America got fully turned on to Seattle grunge--when Nirvana played on Saturday Night Live!

For the first time, the time-honored show got its first dose of a punk band. Ironically, the Sex Pistols were invited to play on the show in 1977, but they were not issued visas to tour outside of their country (and would America be ready for them?). Interestingly enough, Elvis Costello was invited to perform, but was instructed not to play his song "Radio Radio" which criticized the manipulative music and broadcast industry in determining "hits". When he came to play his second song, he started up a lighter number and then just thought, to hell with it, he and the Attractions just launched into "Radio Radio." Lorne Michaels never invited him back again.

But when Nirvana took the stage, the audience was abuzz, there was magic, and the rawness. They were just ordinary guys with a ton of potent energy, and that night all of America knew what Teen Spirit smelled like. They also played "Territorial Pissings", where Krist Noviselic threw his bass up in the air--and it came down smacking on his head! :eek: :bonk: And if that weren't enough, Kurt pulled a Pete Townsend and proceeded to smash his guitar. At the end of the show, the band members were seen kissing at the closing credits (something to piss off redneck America, they said). Apparently, Kurt Cobain was beginning to be a little shy of all the attention he was getting. With Courtney Love came backstage, he decided to hide out with her by posting a sign on the door saying, "Do Not Disturb--We're F:censored:ing." :lol: Clearly America was in for something new.

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 10:54 PM

Nirvana released a "between-recordings" album, Incesticide, which was something originally intended to hold fans over until their next official studio album. Since Nevermind engulfed the planet at a dizzying speed, they decided to release a little something before their sophomore release. The title Incesticide most likely refers to Kurt Cobain's inner rage at his parents over such things as their divorce, as well as his feeling of not living up to their expectations. The song featured some of their most popular tunes as "Sliver" and "Been a Son."

Sliver

Mom and dad went to a show
droped me off a Grandpa Joe's
I kicked and screamed, said please, oh no

(chorus)
Grandma take me home
I wanna be alone

Had to eat my dinner there
had mashed potato's and stuff like that
couldnt chew my meat too good

(chorus)

said why don't you stop your crying
go outside and ride your bike
thats what i did, i killed my toes

(chorus)

after dinner, i had ice cream
fell asleep, and watched tv
woke up in my mother's arms

(chorus)

:rock: :guitar: :banana: :mango :crybaby:

Steve M.

02-22-2005, 10:55 PM

Roger Chapman released his solo album Under No Obligation in 1992, featuring songs such as "Love Is a Hard Thing," "King of Cats," and "Skin and Bone." At the age of fifty (he reached the half-century mark in April 1992), Chappo showed no signs of slowing down. Indeed, the unification of Germany, where he was always popular, gave him a chance to expand his fan base in the German states that made up the former Communist East Germany. :cool:

http://www.bobross.mcmail.com/studio/discography/rogerchapman.jpg

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 10:57 PM

On the cover of Rolling Stone, Kurt Cobain made a provocative statement, a sort of twist on the expression "Corporate Rock Still Sucks!" His caption was "Corporate Magazines Still Suck!" Yes, over the years Rolling Stone had been going downhill in its rock and roll credibility. But, as Scott Ian of Anthrax pointed out, what the hell was he doing on the cover of a "corporate magazine"?? It made KURT corporate!! Even if Nirvana was making a statement against corporate, commercial music and journalism, he was still a part of the anti-corporate, corporate machine.

Been a Son

She should have stayed away from friends
She should have had more time to spend
She should have died when she was born
She should have worn the crown of thorns
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have stood out in the crowd
She should have made her mother proud
She should have fallen on her stance
She should have had another chance
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have been a son
She should have been a son

Steve M.

02-22-2005, 11:00 PM

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 11:08 PM

And by the way, Chappo is the godfather of grunge. Not only does he have a voice that could blow out your speakers, not only has he delivered some of the most incendiary rock and roll of all time, but. . . he sure looks great in flannel! :D

http://members.aol.com/gabihol/fam/chapchat.jpg

(Chappo in flannel, 1972.)I thought it was Neil Young, but ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner!! :clap:

Wanna know what's REALLY funny? Scott Brown of the hair band Trixter said that he was the one who popularized the wearing of flannel! Silly hair-rocker! Trixter's for kids! :nonono: :lol:

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 11:13 PM

Here's another one of their best:

Aneurysm

Come on over and do the twist, uh-huh

Overdo it and have a fit, uh-huh
Come on over and do the twist
Love you so much it makes me sick, uh-huh
Over-do it and have a fit
Come on over and do the twist, uh-huh
Love you so much it makes me sick
Beat me outta me, beat it, beat it
Come on over and do the twist
Come on over and do the twist, uh-huh

Overdo it and have a fit, uh-huh
Beat me outta me - Beat it! beat it! (x7)
Love you so much it makes me sick, uh-huh
Beat me outta me
Come on over and shoot the s:censored:, uh-huh

She gave the perfect strain to my heart.
Come on over and do the twist
(chorus)
Over-do it and have a fit

Love you so much it makes me sick

Come on over and shoot the s:censored:

Beat me outta me - Beat it! beat it! (x7)
Beat me outta me

She keeps it pumpin' straight to my heart (x8)

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 11:29 PM

Aero Zeppelin

What's the season of love if you can't have everything
what's the reason of love if you can lose everything
what's the meaning of love, it's a crime if anything
what's the meaning of love, it's grand, it's grand

How can a culture can forget it's plan of yesterday
and you swear it's not a trend
does it matter anyways
barely heat the top of friend like it moves everyday
you could s:censored: upon the stairs
you'll be friends
you'll be friends
you'll be friends
you'll be friends

All the kids have laid it out
and it's back is probably
still it's subtle in the tape
keep a form on equally
now you know it's just the fact
where the world is nowadays
and the day is what we learn
does it matter anyways

Kurt at the Reading Festival in England:

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 11:37 PM

On February 24, 1992, Kurt Cobain tied the knot with Hole frontwoman and soulmate Courtney Love. Time would prove they would make the happiest couple.

:nod: :yeahthat

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 11:45 PM

Jumping ahead a little chronological-wise, the mass media was picking up on the success of Seattle grunge with Nirvana and Pearl Jam, in this October 1993 issue of TIME. But the "rage" was very much there at the beginning as it would be a year later. However, both Eddie Vedder and Kurt Cobain refused to grant interviews to the major news magazine for their cover story.
It smacked of hype and took attention away from the music. The one thing they didn't want to be were another bunch of "rock stars." But they soon found that they could no longer be considered Seattle's worst-kept secret. It was a heavy thing to wake up one day and find that you were the defining icons of a "slacker" generation, or "Generation X."

Instead of twenty-somethings, the fans of Nirvana and Pearl Jam felt as if they were disenfranchised, they were not the cool people, they were the losers at school, the ugly ducklings the cheerleaders and soshes would ignore or beat up. They were the geeks and freaks, awkward, clumsy, lonely, even some who were gay. Kurt Cobain and Eddie Vedder were giving these young people a voice.

What concerned both bands was that now the soshes and cool people were now grooving to their music. The people who tormented them were now finding their fashionlessness "fashionable". They were missing the point entirely.

This was the B-side to the Jeremy single:

Yellow Ledbetter

Unsealed,
On a porch a letter sat
Let me say "I wanna leave it again"
Once I saw her on a beach of weathered sand
I'm gonna say "I wanna leave it again," yeah
On a weekend, wanna wish it all away yeah..
and they called and I said that i want what I said
and I call out again.
...and the reason oughta leave her calm I know
I said I don't know where there's a
box or a bag.

ah yeah...
can you see them?
out on the porch
yeah, but they don't wave.
I see them, round the front way...yeah
and I know and I know
I don't wanna stay.

Make me cry... (guitar solo)

Ooh... I see
I don't know there's something else..
Anna called my runaway...
I said, I don't know where there's a box or a bag,

Ah yeah....yeah,
can u see them?
Out on the porch,
yeah, but they don't wave.
I see them, round the front way yeah...
and I know and I know
I don't wanna stay.....at all.
I don't wanna stay...
I don't wanna stay...
I don't wanna stay, I don't
Don't wanna.....at..
all...

ABlairican Pie

02-22-2005, 11:51 PM

One album and movie that popularized the whole grunge phenomenon was 'Singles', which was written and directed by Cameron Crowe, and featured the music of Pearl Jam, Soundgarded, Mudhoney, Mother Love Bone, and Paul Westerberg. The story revolved around the romantic tales of a fictional Seattle band called Citizen Dick, and songs such as "State of Love and Trust" by Pearl Jam, "Birth Ritual" by Soundgarden, "Dyslexic Heart" by Paul Westerberg, and "Chloe Dancer/Crown of Thorns" by Mother Love Bone caught movie audiences' attention.

Birth Ritual
by Soundgarden

Lying like needles
On forest earth
Euphoric rush
Trees bend to pray for us
I'm sputtering
Like cold machines
Late for the birth ritual, ritual, ritual, ritual
You can drive my tail
To watch the circus
A (birth?) ritual
A birth of idiots
Now I woke up blessed
And good strives for heart ache
Marked for the death ritual, ritual, ritual
[Chorus]
As you start the song
And face this garden
I light a cigarette before the execution
Now you see your crime
For every miracle
Add another drug at every birth ritual
I took the drug
To make me stay
And now everything
Dies in shyness
The snake retreats
Admits defeat
And waits for the birth ritual, ritual, ritual
(Chorus)
Shining light
Child's highs
Mark his sides
Bright until the newness wears off
(Chorus)

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Cactus Jack

02-23-2005, 07:55 AM

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 08:15 AM

Whats FRed Flinstone thinking?

"Im too sexy for this outfit"

;)I'm sure Wilma thought so. :lol:

Steve M.

02-23-2005, 12:00 PM

I thought it was Neil Young, but ladies and gentlemen, we have a winner!! :clap:

Neil Young is a founding father of grunge, too, of course - thanks to songs like "Cinnamon Girl," "The Needle and the Damage Done," and "Tonight's the Night." :) ;)

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 06:38 PM

The movie starred Bridget Fonda and Matt Dillon.

State of Love and Trust
by Pearl Jam

Oh ...
State of love and trust as I busted down the pretext
Sin still plays and preaches, but to have an empty court, uh huh
And the signs are passin`, grip the wheel, can`t read it
Sacrifice receiving the smell that`s on my hands ... hands, yeah
And I listen for the voice inside my head
Nothin`, I`ll do this one myself

Lay her down as priest does, Should the lord be accountin`
Will be in my honour, make it pain, painfully quick, uh huh
Promises are whispered in the age of darkness
Want to be enlightened like I want to be told the end ... end, yeah
And the barrel shakes aimed a-directly at my head
Oh, help me, help me from myself
And I listen yeah, for the voice inside my head
Nothin`, I`ll do this one myself
Oh oh ohMyself ... myself

Yeah, yeah ...

Hey, na-na-na-na, hey that`s something
Hey, na-na-na-na, hey that`s something
Hey, na-na-na-na, hey that`s something
Wanna back, back it away, yeah
And I listen, yeah, for the voice inside my head
Nothin`, I`ll do this one myself
Oh, ah, and the barrel waits, trigger shakes
Aimed right at my head, won`t you help me
Help me from myself
Eh Oh Eh Oh Ehh (x2)

Hmm ... state of love and trust, and a ...
State of love and trust, and a ...
State of love and trust, and a ...
State of love and ... yeah yeah

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Cactus Jack

02-23-2005, 06:41 PM

I'm sure Wilma thought so. :lol:
:lol:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 06:47 PM

This song title by Alice In Chains was a clear play on words referring to the fallen Mother Love Bone singer. It became one of their anthems:

Would?

Know Me Broken By My Master
Teach Thee On Child Of Love Hereafter

Into The Flood Again
Same Old Trip It Was Back Then
So I Made A Big Mistake
Try To See It Once My Way

Drifting Body Its Sole Desertion
Flying Not Yet Quite The Notion

Into The Flood Again
Same Old Trip It Was Back Then
So I Made A Big Mistake
Try To See It Once My Way

Am I Wrong?
Have I Run Too Far To Get Home
Have I Gone?
And Left You Here Alone
If I Would, Could You?

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Cactus Jack

02-23-2005, 06:49 PM

Weird Al Yankovic maade a come back in 1992 , after his Polka Party! album fialed and 1986 and the hilarious movie UHF in 1989 which he was in didnt do very well , I think its hilariosu though anyways, he came up with an album called Off the Deep End , the cover spoofed the album ocvere of Nirvana's Nevermind

http://image.allmusic.com/00/amg/cov200/drf700/f759/f75952pvu4v.jpg

Cactus Jack

02-23-2005, 06:54 PM

The first single on that ablumm parodied Smells Like Teen Spirit, it was called

Smells Like Nirvana
What is this song all about?
Can't figure any lyrics out
How do the words to it go?
I wish you'd tell me, I don't know
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no.
Don't know, don't know, don't know.
Now I'm mumblin'
And I'm screamin'
And I don't know
What I'm singin'
Crank the volume
Ears are bleedin'
I still don't know
What I'm singin'
We're so loud and
Incoherent
Boy this oughta
Bug your parents
Yeah <burp> <boing>

It's unintelligible
I just can't get it through my skull
It's hard to Bargle Nawdle Zouss???
With all these marbles in my mouth
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no.
Don't know, don't know, don't know.

Well we don't sound
Like Madonna
Here we are now
We're Nirvana
Sing distinctly?
We don't wanna!
Buy our album
We're Nirvana
A garage band
From Seattle
Well it sure beats
Raising cattle
Yeah <moo> <baah>

<gargle> (kazoo)

And I forgot the next verse
Oh well, I guess it pays to rehearse
The lyric sheet's so hard to find
What are the words? Oh, nevermind ...
Don't know, don't know, don't know, oh no.
Don't know, don't know, don't know.

Well I'm yellin
And we're playin'
But I don't know
What I'm sayin'
What's the message
I'm conveyin'?
Can you tell me
What I'm sayin?
So have you got
Some idea?
Didn't think so -
Well I'll see ya
Sayonara
Sayonara
Ayonawa
Odinawa
Odinaya
Yodinaya
Yaddayadda
Yaaahyaaah
Ayaaaaaah!

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 06:59 PM

One non-grunge band appeared on the soundtrack, The Lovemongers, which included Ann and Nancy Wilson of Heart in spinoff band. Ann Wilson was the wife of Cameron Crowe. The group made an excellent cover of Led Zeppelin's "Battle of Evermore."

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 07:07 PM

Former Replacements' frontman Paul Westerberg contributed his own poppy number, "Dyslexic Heart" to the soundtrack:

Dyslexic Heart

Na nanana na nanana na na
Na na na na nana etc.
Ah ah ah...

You shoot me glances and they’re so hard to read
I misconstrue what you mean
Slip me a napkin and now that you start
Is this your name or a doctor’s eye chart?

I try and comprehend you but I got a dyslexic heart
I ain’t dying to offend you, I got a dyslexic heart

Thanks for the book, now my table is ready
Is this a library or bar?
Between the covers I thought you were ready
A half-angel, half-tart

Do I read you correctly, lead me directly
Help me with this part
Do I hate you? do I date you?
Do I got a dyslexic heart?

You keep swayin’... what are you sayin’?
Thinking ’bout stayin’?
Or are you just playing, making passes
Well, my heart could use some glasses

:guitar: :banana: :mango

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 07:17 PM

Mudhoney, the band who officially started the greasy grunge ball rolling in Seattle even before Nirvana, contributed a song to the soundtrack hoping that the ball would stop dead in its tracks. The "scene" became suddenly too big and too corrupted too soon:

Overblown

(OK, grunge-masters, here we go)
Everybody loves us
Everybody loves our town
That's why I'm thinking lately
The time for leaving is now
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It's so overblown
Everybody loves us
Man, they give me the creeps
And you're up there shaking and flexing
Display of a macho freak
Now you've got their attention
And you've got so very far
They gave your very own spotlight
Just like some real rock star
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It's so overblown
Show them, Stevie
You got a sack full of candy
All I got was a rock
They got you by your big business boy
Nice to know you're packing extra socks
Everybody loves us
Everybody's getting kind of old
Couldn't hold a regular job
Long live rock and roll
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey, hey
It's so overblown
Overblown
Overblown
Overblown
Overblown
It's all over and done

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 07:25 PM

Mudhoney released Every Good Boy Deserves Fudge, which featured songs such as "Generation Genocide" and "Into the Drink."

Into the Drink

You're messing, baby, messing hard
Messing all the time
Messing, sugar, messing busy
You're messing in my mind

Well, I don't got what you want
And I don't care what you think
Better back off, back off, back off, baby
You'll get dumped into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink

I don't need your judgment
And I don't believe your lies
I don't feel your lousy love
I got rights to exercise

But I don't got what you want
And I don't care what you think
Better back off, back off, back off, baby
You'll get dumped into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink

Your useless piece of weaponry
Will never shoot me down
If I didn't do it, no one could
So waste another round

Well, I don't got what you want
And I don't care what you think
Better back off, back off, back off, baby
If you don't, into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink
Into the drink

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Cactus Jack

02-23-2005, 07:30 PM

See my Weird Al stuff yet?

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 10:12 PM

See my Weird Al stuff yet?OH YES!!! Funny how I didn't notice that until now! OMG, THAT STUFF IS CLASSIC!!!! :lol: :lol: :lol: I can hardly wait to get to one of my favorite Weird Al parodies coming up soon!!! ;)

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 10:18 PM

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 10:31 PM

For a while it seemed that few were catching on to the band that initiated the grunge movement, Mudhoney. To be honest, their music was not as catchy as that of their Seattle brethren. It was loud and garage-y, fuzzy and lo-fi. But that began to change with their 1992 release, Piece of Cake. They turned it a bit heavier and played with more intensity on songs such as "Suck You Dry", "I'm Spun", "Living Wreck", and "Acetone." They were still on the massively influential Sub Pop label, but things were about to change--the major labels were calling.

Acetone

Good morning dear, I think I'm losing it
Can't find my way and I'm, I'm getting used to it
Sun refused to shine on this side of the street
I'm not recognizing anyone I meet
Trying to hide in the shadow of the sun
You're not fooling anyone

Oh, acetone
Won't you ever leave me alone?
Oh, acetone
Oh, acetone

Look at me and answer truthful now
Did you drink that last spoonful down?
She drinks from the bitter cup
I'm trying to get her to give it up
Oh, Lord what have we become?
We're not fooling anyone

Oh, acetone
Why can't she leave you alone?
Oh, acetone
Oh, acetone

My feet are dragging down on this dusty old road
My throat is dry and I'm all alone
I remember when we walked side by side
When I was parched I would drink in your sight
I never meant to make you run
I never meant to hurt anyone

Oh, acetone
Why couldn't you leave us alone?
Oh, acetone
Oh, acetone

Oh, acetone
Why wouldn't you leave us alone?

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 10:39 PM

Here is an intense song from the album. Are the lyrics suggestive? Not really.
This song has pretty much the same ripping energy as Nirvana had. This is one of their best and most memorable:

Suck You Dry

Pull yourself together
Take a stab at forever
Relax and let yourself go
Put yourself together
Take a shot at forever
Sit back, let the tears flow

No time like the present
To get ripped apart
Got this burning desire
Aiming straight for your heart
Suck you dry
Suck you dry
Can't breath until
I suck you dry

Come a little closer
Before I slide over
Come on, I want you burn
Come a little closer
Before I take you over
Come now, watch my burn

No time like he present
To get ripped apart
Got this burning desire
Aiming straight for your heart
Suck you dry
Suck you dry
Can't breath until
I suck you dry

No time like the present
To get ripped apart
Got this burning desire
Aiming straight for your heart
Suck you dry
Suck you dry
Can't breath until
I suck you dry

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 10:46 PM

One interesting story, actually a bit sad, was one of the nasty pranks that Mudhoney did while touring with Love and Rockets in the Bay Area (so I'm told): They took the bee outfits L & R used in their 80's videos (and were planning to use onstage) and trashed them! :eek: Needless to say, Mudhoney were kicked off the tour.

Let Me Let You Down

Let me let you
Let me let you
Let me let you
Let me let you

Let me let you down
Ooooh
Let me let you down
Ooooh
Let me let you down
Ooooh
Let me let you down

Sitting pretty like a snake in the grass
Got the world within my grasp
All coiled up, ready to strike
Give me a reason not to bite

It's your world, trying hard to fit in
Think I would if I could only shed my skin

Let me let you
Let me let you
Let me let you
Let me let you

Let me let you down
Ooooh
Let me let you down
Ooooh
Let me let you down
Ooooh
Let me let you down
Ooooh

Don't let them tell you you're no fun
Don't let them tell you that you're too young
Don't be afraid now, come a little closer
I'll show you how it's made, I'll make you feel older
I'll give you knowledge beyond your days
Daddy, daddy, wash me down with your sweet tears

Let me let you
Let me let you
Let me let you
Let me let you

Let me let you down
Let me let you down
Let me let you down
Let me let you down
Let me let you down
Let me let you down

Let me let you down

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 10:54 PM

One person to fully capture the beautiful chaos that was grunge was someone not even a musician at all, but a photographer: Charles Peterson. His live black and white photographs of such artists as Nirvana, Mudhoney, Soundgarden, and Sonic Youth felt alive and refreshing, something not staged and fake.

Here is a live shot of Kurt Cobain that said it all:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 10:58 PM

Here is the promotional photo that became the cover of Mudhoney's Superfuzz
Bigmuff:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 11:01 PM

Another photo that became an album cover was Louder Than Love by Soundgarden:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 11:06 PM

Alice In Chains returned with the album that would become the definitive statement of who they were and what they were all about: Dirt was the album that chronicled vocalist Lane Staley's descent into crippling heroin addiction. At first it became a fun flirtation. But soon it became an all-consuming prison that Staley could not shake. The songs on the album were harrowing and vivid.

Soon many more musicians in and out of Seattle would become entranced by the lure of the dangerous drug.

Them Bones

I believe them bones are me
Some say we're born into the grave
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them bones

Dust rise right on over my time
Empty fossil of the new scene
I feel so alone, gonna wind up a
Big ole pile a them bones

Toll due bad dream come true
I lie dead gone under red sky
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them bones

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 11:26 PM

One thing that must be remembered about Seattle rock in the 90's was that "grunge" was not a term bands used to describe themselves. It was a media term to describe the dirty, loose, lo-fi garage rock sound that stood diametrically opposed to the polished, streamlined sound of L.A. pop-metal. And it must also be mentioned that while everyone else in America thought "all bands from Seattle sounded the same", the opposite was in fact true. Of course, there was a looseness, a sponaneity, a rawness in their music that all had in common, but each band was distinctly different. Nirvana
was inspired by feedback-laden punk, Pearl Jam displayed classic rock leanings, Soundgarden combined Black Sabbath-oriented riffs with primal avant garde rock of the Stooges and the MC5, and Alice In Chains started out as a "hair metal" band that just got heavier and darker. Alice In Chains did not qualify as a "grunge" band.

Here is one of their best songs on Dirt:

Dam That River

I broke you in the canyon
I drowned you in the lake
You a snake that I would trample
Only thing I'd not embrace

Oh, you couldn't dam that river
And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
So you couldn't dam that river
And it washed me so far away

I pushed and then you stumbled
I kicked you in the face
You stare at me so hollow
Got to keep that killin' pace

Oh, you couldn't dam that river
And maybe I don't give a damn anyway
So you couldn't dam that river
And it washed me so far away

I burned the place around you
I hit you with a rake
You piss upon my candle
So proving you're a fake

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 11:31 PM

It is not surprising that, given Layne Staley's involvement with heroin, many of the songs on the album were about death. On this song, one can feel the ominousness of Jerry Cantrell's guitar toward the end, the feeling of impending
collapse.

Rain When I Die

Is she ready to know my frustration?
What she slippin' inside, slow castration
I'm a riddle so strong, you can't break me
Did she come here to try, try to take me

Did she call my name?
I think it's gonna rain
When I die

Was it something I said, held against me?
Ain't no life on the run, slowly climbing
Caught in ice so she stares, stares at nothing
I can help her but won't, now she hates me

She won't let me hide
She don't want me to cry

Will she keep on the ground, trying to ground me
Slowly forgive my lie, lying to save me
Could she love me again, or will she hate me
Prob'ly not, I know why, can't explain me

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Layne Staley:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 11:35 PM

This song contains a sort of funky element, but remains harsh and intense. Staley puts forth the feeling well that heroin had become his "god":

God Smack

Care not for the men who wonder
Straw that broke your back, you're under
Cast all them aside who care
Empty eyes and dead end stare

Don't you know that none are blind
To the lie, and you think I don't find what you hide?

What in God's name have you done?
Stick your arm for some real fun

For the horse you've grown much fonder
Than for me, that I don't ponder
As the hair of one who bit you
Smiling bite your own self, too

And I think that you're not blind
To the ones you left behind
I'll be here

So be yearning all your life
Twisting, turning like a knife

Now you know the reasons why
Can't get high, or you will die
Or you'll die

So your sickness weighs a ton
And God's name is smack for some

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 11:38 PM

Junkhead

A good night, the best in a long time
A new friend turned me on to an old favorite
Nothing better than a dealer who's high
Be high, convince them to buy

What's my drug of choice?
Well, what have you got?
I don't go broke
And I do it a lot

Seems so sick to the hypocrite norm
Running their boring drills
But we are an elite race of our own
The stoners, junkies, and freaks

Are you happy? I am, man.
Content and fully aware
Money, status, nothing to me
'Cause your life is empty and bare

You can't understand a user's mind
But try, with your books and degrees
If you let yourself go and opened your mind
I'll bet you'd be doing like me
And it ain't so bad

Say, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!
Say, I do it a lot!

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 11:44 PM

The title song is one of the most horrific lyrics ever written. Rarely has an artist expressed so clearly his intent on suicide, or resigning himself to the slow takeover of his life by a deadly drug. This is Lane Staley's nadir of hope:

Dirt

I have never felt such frustration
Or lack of self control
I want you to kill me
And dig me under, I wanna live no more

One who doesn't care is one who shouldn't be
I've tried to hide myself from what is wrong for me
For me

I want to taste dirty, stinging pistol
In my mouth, on my tongue
I want you to scrape me from the walls
And go crazy like you've made me

You, you are so special
You have the talent to
Make me feel like dirt
And you, you use your
Talent to dig me under
And cover me with dirt

ABlairican Pie

02-23-2005, 11:52 PM

One of Alice In Chains' most memorable songs was one written about the experiences of Jerry Cantrell's father while serving in Vietnam. The video was
too explicit in its depiction of war for MTV's liking, so it was subsequently banned after only a few airings. The video depicted a Viet Cong soldier about to face torture, with a horrified look in his eyes. The stunned gaze stays with you long after seeing the video.

Rooster

Ain't found a way to kill me yet
Eyes burn with stinging sweat
Seems every path leads me to nowhere
Wife and kids household pet
Army green was no safe bet
The bullets scream to me from somewhere

Here they come to snuff the rooster
Yeah here come the rooster
You know he ain't gonna die

Walkin' tall machine gun man
They spit on me in my home land
Gloria sent me pictures of my boy
Got my pills 'gainst mosquito death
My buddy's breathin' his dyin' breath
Oh God please won't you help me make it through

Here they come to snuff the rooster
Yeah here come the rooster
You know he ain't gonna die

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Jerry Cantrell:

Cactus Jack

02-24-2005, 07:46 AM

OH YES!!! Funny how I didn't notice that until now! OMG, THAT STUFF IS CLASSIC!!!! :lol: :lol: :lol: I can hardly wait to get to one of my favorite Weird Al parodies coming up soon!!! ;)
Thanks!:D:D:D

Awesome! Im gonna post more from that album soon

Cactus Jack

02-24-2005, 07:47 AM

OMG, I LOVED THAT VIDEO!!! The janitor was grabbing the doughnut out of the mop bucket!!! :eat: :liplick:

The guys of Nirvana actually APPROVED of Weird Al's use of their song!!
Ditto!:D

Awesome

LOL the janitor wearing a ballerina dress

Hey should we go back to 1989 and mention UHF?

ABlairican Pie

02-24-2005, 08:13 AM

Ditto!:D

Awesome

LOL the janitor wearing a ballerina dress

Hey should we go back to 1989 and mention UHF?Oh yeah!! Post something about UHF!! I'd like to find out something about that. If it's anything about rock and roll, it belongs here--and no one is more rock and roll than Weird Al!! :D Post it here in 1992, it's in reference to Weird Al, sometimes I'll point out things from before that I may have overlooked.

Cactus Jack

02-24-2005, 08:39 PM

Oh yeah!! Post something about UHF!! I'd like to find out something about that. If it's anything about rock and roll, it belongs here--and no one is more rock and roll than Weird Al!! :D Post it here in 1992, it's in reference to Weird Al, sometimes I'll point out things from before that I may have overlooked.
Well UHF is about a guy ( Weird Al ) who takes over hisu ncle's TV station thats about to go kaput, so he replaces the station's reruns with all these wacky shows, is that rock and roll really?

ABlairican Pie

02-24-2005, 10:14 PM

Well UHF is about a guy ( Weird Al ) who takes over hisu ncle's TV station thats about to go kaput, so he replaces the station's reruns with all these wacky shows, is that rock and roll really?Sure, if it's about a rock artist who gets into movies or t.v., that's good, too. Like Jon Bon Jovi is not only a rock performer but an accomplished actor. :cool:

ABlairican Pie

02-24-2005, 10:20 PM

Hate to Feel

What's gone wrong, I can't see straight
Been too long, so full of hate

What the f:censored: will it take
Drown myself in my wake
Another shaggy D.A.
Now a dog, shake my leg
Plastic man, paper face
Candy heart, what a waste
Gotta change, set a date
Eat my cake, lick my plate

Stare at me with empty eyes and
Point your words at me
Mirror on the wall will show you
What you're scared to see

I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all)
I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)
Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all)
Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)

So climb walls,
Thin my blood now
And I crawl, back to bed now

What the hell, gotta rest
Aching pain in my chest
Lucky me, now I'm set
Little bug for a pet
New Orleans, gotta get
Pin cushion medicine
Used to be curious
Now the s:censored:'s sustenance

All this time I swore I'd never
Be like my old man
What the hey it's time to face
Exactly what I am

I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all)
I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)
Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all)
Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)

What the hell, gotta rest
Aching pain in my chest
Lucky me, now I'm set
Little bug for a pet
New Orleans, gotta get
Pin cushion medicine
Used to be curious
Now the s:censored:'s sustenance

All this time I swore I'd never
Be like my old man
What the hey it's time to face
Exactly who I am

I can see, yeah - (wish I couldn't see at all)
I can feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)
Hate to see - (wish I couldn't see at all)
Hate to feel - (wish I couldn't feel at all)

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

ABlairican Pie

02-24-2005, 10:30 PM

Here is the darkest song on the album. The melody is creepy, brooding, suspenseful. It is one of their best.

In the video, Layne Staley is shown with a tarsier, a small Southeast Asian primate, on his shoulder, in a metaphor meaning, having a monkey on one's back--an obvious reference to the heroin addiction he was singing about.

Angry Chair

Sitting on an angry chair
Angry walls that steal the air
Stomach hurts and I don't care

What do I see across the way, hey
See myself molded in clay, oh
Stares at me, yeah I'm afraid, hey
Changing the shape of his face, aw yeah

Candles red I have a pair
Shadows dancing everywhere
Burning on the angry chair

Little boy made a mistake, hey
Pink cloud has now turned to gray, oh
All that I want is to play, hey
Get on your knees, time to pray, boy

I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind

Corporate prison, we stay, hey
I'm a dull boy, work all day, oh
So I'm strung out anyway, hey

Loneliness is not a phase
Field of pain is where I graze
Serenity is far away

Saw my reflection and cried, hey
So little hope that I died, oh
Feed me your lies, open wide, hey
Weight of my heart, not the size, oh

I don't mind, yeah
I don't mind, I-I-I
Lost my mind, yeah
But I don't mind, I-I-I
Can't find it anywhere
I don't mind, I-I-I

Pink cloud has now turned to gray
All that I want is to play
Get on your knees time to pray, boy

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Above photo, Layne, and bottom photo, a tarsier:

ABlairican Pie

02-24-2005, 10:42 PM

Here was the ballad on the album, a beautiful, bittersweet song called "Down In a Hole", leaving no question as to what the "hole" was, in regards to a heroin user.

The album also featured "Would?" from the Singles soundtrack.

Down In a Hole

Bury me softly in this womb
I give this part of me for you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers
In her tomb...in bloom

Down in a hole and I don't know if I can be saved
See my heart I've decorate like a grave
You don't understand who they
Thought I was supposed to be
Look at me now a man
Who won't let himself be

down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losing my soul
Down in a hole, losing control
I'd like to fly,
But my wings have been so denied

Down in a hole and they've put all
The stones in their place
I've eaten the sun so my tongue
Has been burned of the taste
I have been guilty
Of kicking myself in the teeth
I will speak no more
of my feelings beneath

down in a hole, feelin' so small
Down in a hole, losing my soul
Down in a hole, losing control
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied

Bury me softly in this womb
Oh I want to be inside of you
I give this part of me for you
Oh I want to be inside of you
Sand rains down and here I sit
Holding rare flowers (Oh I want to be inside of you)
In her tomb...in bloom
Oh I want to be inside...

Down in a hole, feeling so small
Down in a hole, losing my soul
Down in a hole, outta control
I'd like to fly but my
Wings have been so denied

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock:

Jerry Cantrell live:

ABlairican Pie

02-24-2005, 10:58 PM

One Seattle band that realized success was slipping them by was The Screaming Trees. While their grunge compatriots were selling like hash-filled hotcakes, Mark Lanegan and Co. found that there really was no place for them with their last album being lost in the marketing shuffle. Their music was too different, no one was buying them, so they decided to release one more album and call it a day. That album, a farewell album called Sweet Oblivion, actually became everyone's introduction to a very decent band. The song featured hits such as "Nearly Lost You," which appeared on the Singles' soundtrack, "Shadow of the Season", and "Butterfly." Unfortunately, their timing was a little off, being released in the fall of 1992 as the grunge explosion had tapered off a bit. While many people found the album to be one of the best discs Seattle had to offer, it failed to catch on with the mainstream.

Nearly Lost You

Did you hear the distant cry
Calling me back to my sin
Like the one you knew before
Calling me back once again

I nearly, i nearly lost you there
And it's taken us somewhere
I nearly lost you there
Let's try to sleep now

Drag me far enough to know
I'm blind every mile that you burn
There's a rider that's fallen and
It's clear there's no time to return

I nearly, i nearly lost you there
And it's taken us somewhere
I nearly lost you there
Well let's try to sleep now

Did you hear the distant lie
Calling me back to my sin
Like the one you knew before
Calling me back once again

I nearly, i nearly lost you there
And it's taken us somewhere
I nearly lost you there
Well let's try to sleep now
I nearly lost you there
I nearly lost you
I nearly lost you there
I nearly lost you there
I nearly lost you there
Oh yeah, nearly lost you there

:rock: :guitar: :guitar: :rock: