Musiktips

[Crice]

Artist: Bob Dylan

Låt: Sweetheart Like You

Album: Infidels

Kommentar: Aningen banal, men nice nonetheless. Mja.

Text:

Well, the pressure's down, the boss ain't here,

He gone North, he ain't around,

They say that vanity got the best of him

But he sure left here after sundown.

By the way, that's a cute hat,

And that smile's so hard to resist

But what's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?

You know, I once knew a woman who looked like you,

She wanted a whole man, not just a half,

She used to call me sweet daddy when I was only a child,

You kind of remind me of her when you laugh.

In order to deal in this game, got to make the queen disappear,

It's done with a flick of the wrist.

What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?

You know, a woman like you should be at home,

That's where you belong,

Watching out for someone who loves you true

Who would never do you wrong.

Just how much abuse will you be able to take?

Well, there's no way to tell by that first kiss.

What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?

You know you can make a name for yourself,

You can hear them tires squeal,

You can be known as the most beautiful woman

Who ever crawled across cut glass to make a deal.

You know, news of you has come down the line

Even before ya came in the door.

They say in your father's house, there's many mansions

Each one of them got a fireproof floor.

Snap out of it, baby, people are jealous of you,

They smile to your face, but behind your back they hiss.

What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?

Got to be an important person to be in here, honey,

Got to have done some evil deed,

Got to have your own harem when you come in the door,

Got to play your harp until your lips bleed.

They say that patriotism is the last refuge

To which a scoundrel clings.

Steal a little and they throw you in jail,

Steal a lot and they make you king.

There's only one step down from here, baby,

It's called the land of permanent bliss.

What's a sweetheart like you doin' in a dump like this?

[Siana]

Artist: Bob Dylan

Låt: Ballad of a Thin Man

Album: Highway 61 Revisited

Kommentar: Do you, Miiiissssttteeerrr [ÄLSKVÄRD TONJooonesss[/ÄLSKVÄRD TON] - det går bara att älska det.

Text:

You walk into the room

With your pencil in your hand

You see somebody naked

And you say, "Who is that man?"

You try so hard

But you don't understand

Just what you'll say

When you get home

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

You raise up your head

And you ask, "Is this where it is?"

And somebody points to you and says

"It's his"

And you say, "What's mine?"

And somebody else says, "Where what is?"

And you say, "Oh my God

Am I here all alone?"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

You hand in your ticket

And you go watch the geek

Who immediately walks up to you

When he hears you speak

And says, "How does it feel

To be such a freak?"

And you say, "Impossible"

As he hands you a bone

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

You have many contacts

Among the lumberjacks

To get you facts

When someone attacks your imagination

But nobody has any respect

Anyway they already expect you

To just give a check

To tax-deductible charity organizations

You've been with the professors

And they've all liked your looks

With great lawyers you have

Discussed lepers and crooks

You've been through all of

F. Scott Fitzgerald's books

You're very well read

It's well known

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you

And then he kneels

He crosses himself

And then he clicks his high heels

And without further notice

He asks you how it feels

And he says, "Here is your throat back

Thanks for the loan"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Now you see this one-eyed midget

Shouting the wor d "NOW"

And you say, "For what reason?"

And he says, "How?"

And you say, "What does this mean?"

And he screams back, "You're a cow

Give me some milk

Or else go home"

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Well, you walk into the room

Like a camel and then you frown

You put your eyes in your pocket

And your nose on the ground

There ought to be a law

Against you comin' around

You should be made

To wear earphones

Because something is happening here

But you don't know what it is

Do you, Mister Jones?

Redigerad 17 januari, 2006 av Siana

[Crice]

Artist: Bob Dylan

Låt: Ballad of a Thin Man

Album: Highway 61 Revisited

Kommentar: Do you, Miiiissssttteeerrr [ÄLSKVÄRD TONJooonesss[/ÄLSKVÄRD TON] - det går bara att älska det.

Oooooh, tidernas mest surrealistiska text - med referenser till media och kuksugeri.

"Well, the sword swallower, he comes up to you

And then he kneels

He crosses himself

And then he clicks his high heels

And without further notice

He asks you how it feels

And he says, "Here is your throat back

Thanks for the loan""

[GTApimpfoolife]

Band: The White Stripes

Låt: The Union Forever

Platta: White Blood Cells

Kommentar: Skön låt, Jack White visar prov på kunskaper men textskrivning och allt annat som man hör i låten, mästerligt gjord.

Text:

It can't be love

For there is no true love

It can't be love

For there is no true love

Sure I'm C.F.K. [Charles Foster Kane-Citizen Kane]

But you gotta love me

The cost no man can say

But you gotta love me

Well I'm sorry but I'm not

Interested in gold mines, oil wells, shipping or real estate

What would I liked to have been?

Everything you hate

'Cause It can't be love

For there is no true love

It can't be love

For there is no true love

There is a man

A certain man

And for the poor you may be sure

That he'll do all he can

Who is this one?

Who's favourite son?

Just by his action has the traction

Magnets on the run

Who likes to smoke

Enjoys a joke

And wouldn't get a bit

Upset if he were really broke

With wealth and fame

He's still the same

I'll bet you five you're not alive

If you don't know his name

You said the union forever

You said the union forever

You cried the union forever

But that was untrue girl

'Cause It can't be love

For there is no true love

It can't be love

For there is no true love

Nånting säger mig att jag har tipsat om låten förut..

Redigerad 17 januari, 2006 av GTApimpfoolife

[jaeger]

Artist: The Libertines

Låt: Can't Stand Me Now

Album: The Libertines

Text:

"An ending fitting for the start

you twist and tore our love apart

your light fingers through the dark

that shattered the lamp and into the darkness cast us..."

"No you've got it the wrong way round

you shut me up and blamed it on the brown"

cornered the boy kicked out at the world...the world kicked back

alot fuckin' harder...

If you wanna try, If you wanna try

there's no worse you could do (oh oh oh)

I know you lie (I know you lie)

I'm still in love with you (oh oh oh)

Can't take me anywhere (I'll take you anywhere)

You can't take me anywhere (I can't take you anywhere)

I'll take you anywhere you wanna go

OH, YOU CAN'T STAND ME NOW YOU CAN'T STAND

ME NOW CAN'T STAND ME NOW

CAN'T STAND ME NOW

Have we enough to keep it together?

or do we just keep on pretending (and hope our

luck is never ending)...

You tried to pull the world I wasn't feeling too clever,

you take all that they're lending

until you needed mending...

If you wanna try, If you wanna try

there's no worse you could do (oh oh oh)

I know you lie

All you do is make me cry

And all these words they ring true (oh oh oh)

Can't take me anywhere (I'll take you anywhere)

You can't take me anywhere (I can't take you anywhere)

I'll take you anywhere you wanna go

OH, YOU CAN'T STAND ME NOW YOU CAN'T STAND

ME NOW CAN'T STAND ME NOW

CAN'T STAND ME NOW

Detta är en låt alla bör lyssna på. Fantastisk fin text.

[okka]

Fortsätter på Siana's och Crice's fina lilla Dylantribut. Denna artist vi alla håller så kärt.

Låt: Don't Think Twice, It's All Right

Artist: Bob Dylan

Album: The Freewheelin' (som förövrigt är omöjligt att hitta på vinyl, GAH)

Kommentar: Så vacker så. Speglar ett föredetta förhållande relativt bra, dessutom. Har även en Death Cab-text som talar för mig om den kvinnan. Aah, musik säger saker så mycket bättre än en själv : )

Text:

It ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe

It don't matter, anyhow

An' it ain't no use to sit and wonder why, babe

If you don't know by now

When your rooster crows at the break of dawn

Look out your window and I'll be gone

You're the reason I'm trav'lin' on

Don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe

That light I never knowed

An' it ain't no use in turnin' on your light, babe

I'm on the dark side of the road

Still I wish there was somethin' you would do or say

To try and make me change my mind and stay

We never did too much talkin' anyway

So don't think twice, it's all right

It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal

Like you never did before

It ain't no use in callin' out my name, gal

I can't hear you any more

I'm a-thinkin' and a-wond'rin' all the way down the road

I once loved a woman, a child I'm told

I give her my heart but she wanted my soul

But don't think twice, it's all right

I'm walkin' down that long, lonesome road, babe

Where I'm bound, I can't tell

But goodbye's too good a Håller med till 100%!, gal

So I'll just say fare thee well

I ain't sayin' you treated me unkind

You could have done better but I don't mind

You just kinda wasted my precious time

But don't think twice, it's all right

[Tija]

Dagens Bloodhound Gang:

Lift your head up high (and blow your brains out)

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out!

Do you still go to raves? Do you think Christ saves?

Do you spend your days in a Purple Haze?

Do you contemplate what a Grape Nut is?

Or could you live drinkin' your own whiz?

Are you "Hooked On A Feeling"? Are you hooked on gin and tonics?

Are you hooked on fistin'? Are you "Hooked On Phonics"?

Did you ever have sex with a box of Kleenex?

Did you like the movie "Malcolm X"?

Or do you own a record by Stryper?

Do you have a mongoloid cousin wearin' diapers?

Were you born and raised in New Jersey?

Did you like the taste of Crystal Pepsi?

Are you deaf? Well if you are you can't hear me

But what's the use of livin' if your ear's be

Broken? Even if I spoke clearly

You're still not able to hear me

'Cause life is a game that no one wins

But you deserve a head-start the way your life's goin'

So throw in the towel 'cause your life ain't shit

No take that towel and hang yourself with it

Life's short and hard like a body-building elf

So save the planet and kill yourself

If you're feelin' down-and-out with what your life is all about

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Does your girlfriend look like the chick from "M.A.S.H."?

Dead ringer for Klinger with a thicker moustache?

When you're at a get-together does everybody always ask?

Ain't no Halloween party "Why's she wearin' that mask?"

Does she got more chins than the Chinese phone book?

Would you rather make out with a rusty fish hook?

Does she stick to linoleum when she squats?

Does she look pregnant although she's not?

Did you first see your boyfriend on "Cops"?

Or at a Star Trek convention or on top

Of your best friend or maybe at Wendy's?

Workin' third shift late New Year's Eve?

Does he live under a bridge scare kids and kill squirrels?

Does he do kegstands until he hurls?

Could a blind man mistake his complexion for Braille?

Does he have time to sit around and wait for the mail?

Life is a game that no one wins

But you deserve a head-start the way your life's goin'

So throw in the towel 'cause your life ain't shit

No take that towel and hang yourself with it

Life's short and hard like a body-building elf

So save the planet and kill yourself

If you're feelin' down-and-out with what your life is all about

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

So take your life instead of takin' it for granted

I'm thinkin' you should can it I think I'll help you plan it

Live today like it's gonna be your last

Hang out blow your mind have yourself a gas

I hope you take this the wrong way

And misinterpret what I say

Rewind and let me reverse it

Backwards like Judas Priest first did

'Cause life is a game that no one wins

But you deserve a head-start the way your life's goin'

So throw in the towel 'cause your life ain't shit

No take that towel and hang yourself with it

Life's short and hard like a body-building elf

So save the planet and kill yourself

If you're feelin' down-and-out with what your life is all about

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out

Lift your head up high and blow your brains out (X en massa...)

[MetoC7]

Låt

Dark Star

Artist

Grateful Dead

Text

Dark star crashes, pouring it’s light into ashes.

Reason tatters, the forces tear loose from the axis.

Searchlight casting for faults in the clouds of delusion.

Shall we go, you and I while we can

Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?

Mirror shatters in formless reflections of matter.

Glass hand dissolving to ice petal flowers revolving.

Lady in velvet recedes in the nights of good-bye.

Shall we go, you and I while we can

Through the transitive nightfall of diamonds?

[Benvit]

Oh No!

Ok Go

Andra skivan med Ok Go är en mycket explosivare och mer catchy än debuten "Ok Go". Den är inspelad i Malmö tillsammans med Tore Johansson som har spelat in låtar med The Cardigans och första skivan med Franz Ferdinand. Helt klart en skiva som måste lyssnas på.

[Crice]

Woot, His Bobnessmania.

Artist: Bob Dylan

Låt: Love Minus Zero/No Limit

Album: Bringing It All Back Home

Kommentar: Mig veterligen den finaste kärlekslåten någonsin. "At Budokan"-versionen är bättre, men det är vilket som. "She knows there's no success like failure; and that failure's no success at all..."

Text:

My love she speaks like silence,

Without ideals or violence,

She doesn't have to say she's faithful,

Yet she's true, like ice, like fire.

People carry roses,

Make promises by the hours,

My love she laughs like the flowers,

Valentines can't buy her.

In the dime stores and bus stations,

People talk of situations,

Read books, repeat quotations,

Draw conclusions on the wall.

Some speak of the future,

My love she speaks softly,

She knows there's no success like failure

And that failure's no success at all.

The cloak and dagger dangles,

Madams light the candles.

In ceremonies of the horsemen,

Even the pawn must hold a grudge.

Statues made of match sticks,

Crumble into one another,

My love winks, she does not bother,

She knows too much to argue or to judge.

The bridge at midnight trembles,

The country doctor rambles,

Bankers' nieces seek perfection,

Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring.

The wind howls like a hammer,

The night blows cold and rainy,

My love she's like some raven

At my window with a broken wing.

[GrandTheftCarl]

Artist: The Libertines

Låt: Can't Stand Me Now

Album: The Libertines

Detta är en låt alla bör lyssna på. Fantastisk fin text.

Intressant att rekommendera en låt två gånger i rad...

Jävligt bra låt dock. The libertines är över huvud taget bättre än babyshambles.

Var för övrigt och såg libertines för nåt år sen när dom fortfarande var aktiva.

Återkommer med ett svar till dig okka...

[BroDD]

Iron Maiden - Blood Brothers

[jaeger]

Intressant att rekommendera en låt två gånger i rad...

Jävligt bra låt dock. The libertines är över huvud taget bättre än babyshambles.

Var för övrigt och såg libertines för nåt år sen när dom fortfarande var aktiva.

Återkommer med ett svar till dig okka...

Tre gånger faktiskt.

Grym låt.

Är inte direkt förvånad att du har sett dem, du verkar en sån.

[Tija]

Dagens White Stripes

Forever for her (is over for me)

(Utnämnd av Fredrika till veckans låt)

Text:

I blew it

And if I knew what to do, then I'd do it

But the point that I have, I'll get to it

And forever for her is over for me

Forever, just the Håller med till 100%! that she said that means never

To be with another together

And with the weight of a feather it tore into me

Then I knew it

All the work that it took to get through it

On the wings of a feather that flew it

Fell onto my shoe it cut up into me

Well, everybody's reaction is changing you

But their love is only a fraction of what I can give to you

So let's do it, just get on a plane and just do it

Like the birds and the bees and get to it

Just get out of town and forever be free

Forever, I wonder we could stay together

It could change if you want for the better

Just turn down my shirt and lay down next to me

I blew it

And if I knew what to do, then I'd do it

But the point that I have, I'll get to it

And forever for her is over for me

Forever, just the Håller med till 100%! that she said that means never

To be with another together

And with the weight of a feather it tore into me

Well, everybody's reaction is changing you

But their love is only a fraction of what I can give to you

Well, let's do it, let's get on a plane and just do it

Like the birds and the bees and get to it

Just get out of town and forever be free

Forever, I wonder we could stay together

It could change if you want for the better

Just tug at my shirt and lay down next to me

Och dagens Bloodhound Gang

Your only friends are make believe

(Mysig att somna till, så att säga)

Knock knock Mr. Rogers it's Mr. McFeelie

I've brought you a letter speedy delivery

Well Mr. McFeelie if there's postage due

You can go fuck yourself like Captain Kangaroo

I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend

But in the end I still have no friends

Do do do do do do do do do

Do do do do do do do do do

Mr. Rogers I like your cardigan sweater

Mr. McFeelie shut up and give me my letter

I don't want to talk to you don't you understand?

Why are you inside my house you're just my fuckin' mailman?

I can go to land of make believe and I can pretend

But in the end I still have no friends

Do do do do do do do do do

Do do do do do do do do do

You can go to land of make believe and you can pretend

But in the end you still have no friends

You can go to land of make believe and you can pretend

But in the end you still have no friends

Do do do do do do do do do

Do do do do do do do do do

You are my best friend too

I share the same views and hardly ever argue

Eat Spam from the can watch late night C-Span

And rock out to old school Duran Duran

Your best friend is you I'm my best friend too

I share the same views and hardly ever argue

Eat Spam from the can watch late night C-Span

And rock out to old school Duran Duran

Your best friend is you I'm my best friend too

I share the same views and hardly ever argue

Eat Spam from the can watch late night C-Span

And rock out to old school Duran Duran.

[okka]

Lyssnar lite på Death In Vegas - The Contino Sessions vilket är en relativt fin skiva. Rekomenderas för er som är lite mer aggressiva av er, fast ändå håller er på ett Lost In Translation-intelligentsplan. Oki?

Men iom. Bob Dylanimanian som pågår så känner jag mig manad om att tipsa om lite Dylan nu när jag ändå skriver:

Låt: Tangled Up In Blue

Artist: Bob Dylanisimo!!

Album: Blood On The Tracks

Kommentar: Vacker!

Text:

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin',

I was layin' in bed

Wond'rin' if she'd changed at all

If her hair was still red.

Her folks they said our lives together

Sure was gonna be rough

They never did like Mama's homemade dress

Papa's bankbook wasn't big enough.

And I was standin' on the side of the road

Rain fallin' on my shoes

Heading out for the East Coast

Lord knows I've paid some dues gettin' through,

Tangled up in blue.

She was married when we first met

Soon to be divorced

I helped her out of a jam, I guess,

But I used a little too much force.

We drove that car as far as we could

Abandoned it out West

Split up on a dark sad night

Both agreeing it was best.

She turned around to look at me

As I was walkin' away

I heard her say over my shoulder,

"We'll meet again someday on the avenue,"

Tangled up in blue.

I had a job in the great north woods

Working as a cook for a spell

But I never did like it all that much

And one day the ax just fell.

So I drifted down to New Orleans

Where I happened to be employed

Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat

Right outside of Delacroix.

But all the while I was alone

The past was close behind,

I seen a lot of women

But she never escaped my mind, and I just grew

Tangled up in blue.

She was workin' in a topless place

And I stopped in for a beer,

I just kept lookin' at the side of her face

In the spotlight so clear.

And later on as the crowd thinned out

I's just about to do the same,

She was standing there in back of my chair

Said to me, "Don't I know your name?"

I muttered somethin' underneath my breath,

She studied the lines on my face.

I must admit I felt a little uneasy

When she bent down to tie the laces of my shoe,

Tangled up in blue.

She lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe

"I thought you'd never say hello," she said

"You look like the silent type."

Then she opened up a book of poems

And handed it to me

Written by an Italian poet

From the thirteenth century.

And every one of them words rang true

And glowed like burnin' coal

Pourin' off of every page

Like it was written in my soul from me to you,

Tangled up in blue.

I lived with them on Montague Street

In a basement down the stairs,

There was music in the cafes at night

And revolution in the air.

Then he started into dealing with slaves

And something inside of him died.

She had to sell everything she owned

And froze up inside.

And when finally the bottom fell out

I became withdrawn,

The only thing I knew how to do

Was to keep on keepin' on like a bird that flew,

Tangled up in blue.

So now I'm goin' back again,

I got to get to her somehow.

All the people we used to know

They're an illusion to me now.

Some are mathematicians

Some are carpenter's wives.

Don't know how it all got started,

I don't know what they're doin' with their lives.

But me, I'm still on the road

Headin' for another joint

We always did feel the same,

We just saw it from a different point of view,

Tangled up in blue.

[Cortez]

Styles of Beyond - Nine Thou(Superstars remix)

[_EmiL_]

Låt: Soul on Fire

Artist: HIM

Album: Love Metal

Kommentar: Skön

[rabarben]

Mer Bob Marley åt folket

Get up stand up

No woman no cry

Buffalo soldier

Bad boys

Don`t worry be happy

[GrandTheftCarl]

Jaeger: bet your ass i am!

tija: när man lyssnar på white stripes och bloodhpund gang så vet man att white stripes sjunkigt lågt, eller att bloodhound gang har blivit bra...jag gissar på det första.

okka: visst är death in vegas bra! Synd att dom inte producerade senaste oasis-plattan som det var tänkt.

Dagens tips

Artist Turin brakes

Låt alla

platta ether song

Warum? grym indiepop när den är som bäst och mest lättlyssnad!

[Tija]

tija: när man lyssnar på white stripes och bloodhpund gang så vet man att white stripes sjunkigt lågt, eller att bloodhound gang har blivit bra...jag gissar på det första.

Du drar märkliga slutsatser... Jag har bara väldigt blandad musiksmak... Jag menar, White Stripes och Bloodhound Gang har inga som helst kopplingar mellan sig, jag tror att de knappt är medvetna om varandras existens. White Stripes lyssnar man på för att de är bra (för de är jävligt bra, och de har inte sjunkit) och Bloodhound Gang lyssnar man på dels för att texterna är roliga, dels för att Jimmy Pop har så mysig röst och dels för att "ingen annan" gör det...