Wednesday, June 30, 2010
Monday, June 28, 2010
Idioteque - Obadiah Parker (Radiohead Cover)
One of my all time favorite covers. Unbelievable sound considering this is a sidewalk performance.
Friday, June 25, 2010
Your Rocky Spine - Great Lake Swimmers - Lyrics
I was lost in the lakes
And the shapes that your body makes
That your body makes, that your body makes
That your body makes
The mountains said I could find you here
They whispered the snow and the leaves in my ear
I traced my finger along your trails
Your body was the map, I was lost in it
Floating over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you, and now you’re mine
Floating over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you, and now you’re mine
I was moving across your frozen veneer
The sky was dark but you were clear
Could you feel my footsteps
And would you shatter, would you shatter, would you
And with your soft fingers between my claws
Like purity against resolve
I could tell, then and there, that we were formed from the clay
And came from the rocks for the earth to display
They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind blows a venomous rage through your hair
They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind rages through your hair
Can't get it out of my head. Wouldn't have it any other way.
And the shapes that your body makes
That your body makes, that your body makes
That your body makes
The mountains said I could find you here
They whispered the snow and the leaves in my ear
I traced my finger along your trails
Your body was the map, I was lost in it
Floating over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you, and now you’re mine
Floating over your rocky spine
The glaciers made you, and now you’re mine
I was moving across your frozen veneer
The sky was dark but you were clear
Could you feel my footsteps
And would you shatter, would you shatter, would you
And with your soft fingers between my claws
Like purity against resolve
I could tell, then and there, that we were formed from the clay
And came from the rocks for the earth to display
They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind blows a venomous rage through your hair
They told me to be careful up there
Where the wind rages through your hair
Can't get it out of my head. Wouldn't have it any other way.
Thursday, June 24, 2010
Everything is Automatic - Matthew Good Band
Miss my head, miss my heart, miss my lungs
Be what you want to be
Watch what you want to see
Killed for fun
Down a hole, up a rope
Down some pills, up some hope
This karma machine only takes quarters
New age soldier, new age soldier
Everybody's all right
Everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
Everything is skin deep
Everybody's all right
And everything is automatic
Everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep, me
Say hey, say hey, say how ya doing
Say hey, say hey, say how ya doing
I miss my lazy boy
I miss my TV
I miss myself
Do you miss your lazy boy
Do you miss your TV
Do you miss yourself
Everybody's all right
Everything is automatic
Everybody's all right
Everything is skin deep
Everybody's all right
Everything is automatic
Everybody's' all right
Everything is skin deep, me
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I
Killed for fun
It's fucking funny don't you think
One day you'll decompose
And you wake up and those
Those birds are singing
Those birds are singing
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I
It's always what I
Everything is skin deep
Just a Matt Good day I guess. Heard it in the car, and wailed along with it.
Be what you want to be
Watch what you want to see
Killed for fun
Down a hole, up a rope
Down some pills, up some hope
This karma machine only takes quarters
New age soldier, new age soldier
Everybody's all right
Everything is automatic
And everybody's all right
Everything is skin deep
Everybody's all right
And everything is automatic
Everybody's all right
And everything is skin deep, me
Say hey, say hey, say how ya doing
Say hey, say hey, say how ya doing
I miss my lazy boy
I miss my TV
I miss myself
Do you miss your lazy boy
Do you miss your TV
Do you miss yourself
Everybody's all right
Everything is automatic
Everybody's all right
Everything is skin deep
Everybody's all right
Everything is automatic
Everybody's' all right
Everything is skin deep, me
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I
Killed for fun
It's fucking funny don't you think
One day you'll decompose
And you wake up and those
Those birds are singing
Those birds are singing
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I wanted
It's always what I
It's always what I
Everything is skin deep
Just a Matt Good day I guess. Heard it in the car, and wailed along with it.
Wednesday, June 23, 2010
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
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