>> Sunday, July 25, 2010
And the place just opened up.
And the little man came in so fast and
he Started at his cups.
And the broad who served the whisky
She was a big old friendly girl.
Who tried to fight her empty nights
By smilin' at the world.
And she said "Hey Bub, It's, It's been awhile
Since you been around.
Where the hell you been hidin'?
And why you look so down?"
Well the little man just sat there
like he'd never heard a sound.
The waitress she gave out with a cough,
And acting not the least put off,
She spoke once again.
She said, "I don't want to bother you,
Consider it's understood.
I know I'm not no beauty queen,
But I sure can listen good."
And the little man took his drink in his hand
And he raised it to his lips.
He took a couple of sips.
And then he told the waitress this story.
"I am the midnight watchman down at Miller's Tool and Die.
And I watch the metal rusting, I watch the time go by.
A week ago at the diner I stopped to get a bite.
And this here lovely lady she sat two seats from my right.
And Lord, Lord, Lord she was alright.
You see, she was so damned beautiful that she could warm a winter frost.
But she looked long past lonely, and well nigh on to lost.
Now I'm not much of a mover, or a pick-em-up easy guy,
But I decided to glide on over, and give her one good try.
And Lord, Lord, Lord she was worth a try.
Well I was "Tongued-tied like a school boy, I stammered out some words.
It did not seem to matter much, 'cause I don't think she heard.
She just looked clear on through me to a space back in my head.
It shamed me into silence, as quietly she said,
'If you want me to come with you, then that's all right with me.
Cause I know I'm going nowhere, and anywhere's a better place to be.
Anywhere's a better place to be.'
Well I drove her to my boarding house, and I took her up to my room.
And I went to turn on the only light to brighten up the gloom.
But she said, 'Please leave the light off, oh I don't mind the dark.'
And as her clothes all tumbled 'round her, I could hear my heart.
The moonlight shone upon her as she lay back in my bed.
It was the kind of scene I only had imagined in my head.
I just could not believe it, to think that she was real.
And as I tried to tell her she said 'Shhh.. I know just how you feel.
And if you want to come here with me, then that's all right with me.
'Cause I've been oh so lonely, lovin' someone is a better way to be.
anywhere's a better place to be.'
Well The morning come so swiftly I held her in my arms.
And she slept like a baby, snug and safe from harm.
I did not want to share her or dare to break the mood,
So before she woke I went out to buy us both some food.
"I came back with my paper bag, to find that she was gone.
She'd left a six word letter saying 'It's time that I moved on.'"
You know The waitress she took her bar rag, and she wiped it across her eyes. And as she spoke her voice came out as something like a sigh.
She said "I wish that I was beautiful, or that you were halfway blind.
And I wish I weren't so goddamn fat, I wish that you were mine.
And I wish that you'd come with me, when I leave for home.
For we both know all about emptiness, and livin' all alone."
And the little man, Looked at the empty glass in his hand.
And he smiled a crooked grin, He said, "I, I guess I'm out of gin.
And I know we both have been, so lonely. And if you want me to come with you, then that's all right with me. 'Cause I know I'm goin' nowhere and anywhere's a better place to be."
>> Friday, July 23, 2010
>> Wednesday, July 21, 2010
So you may or may not be aware that there is a game some couples play in which there is a gray area in which cheating is okay. This sounds strange but there are very specific stipulations and guidelines: they must A) be a celebrity B) not be a celebrity you just happen to know personally and c) you must have confessed this person to your partner on an official "Ten List" i.e. the 10 celebrities you are allowed to sleep with (if that situation should so arise). This has been a grand joke among my husband and I since our high school days. The list of people have varied and many have now become quite laughable (me: Andrew Keegan, Kyle: Alyssa Milano) and others have stuck around (Brad Pitt, Leonardo DiCaprio). So I present to you my current Ten List: Dudes - these are the mens that I would (supposedly) forsake my husband for should I ever happen to run in to them at, say, the grocery store and we just hit it off.
>> Tuesday, July 20, 2010
>> Monday, July 19, 2010
>> Sunday, July 18, 2010
I am not easy to shock or surprise anymore when it comes to music. But sometimes a band with gumption will do something so unorthadox that it cannot help but take me aback a little. Like when Radiohead was giving out "In Rainbows" for a donation, or when Bishop Allen released an EP a month for an entire year. I mean, those are a game changers. I purchased every EP that Bishop Allen put out, even the hard to find "August" live in concert one. And still to this day, they are one of my favorite bands. And Radiohead just readjusted the perspectives of all the music executives in the world with that ingenious stunt.
This band did one of those things. Steel Train is a New Jersey band that I try support but have not ever really championed (I do now). I was a fan because the lead singer is one third of the creative force that is the band fun. whom I love immensely. But, back to the point, outside of their self-titled album being fairly fantastic, they did something that I have never seen before.....
"Bullet" by Scarlett Johansson
>> Thursday, July 15, 2010
I promise song of the day is not going away. I just have not been able to get to my computer until nearly 11pm every night, and then, it just feels too late to work it all out.
>> Monday, July 12, 2010
So, I was just going to hope you would forget about this list series, reader. But, alas, my afternoon at my co-bloggers welcome home barbecue was ruined (read, thrilled that someone besides myself would bring up the blog) with persistent (read, one) questions about "What happened to The Alphabet List?"
>> Saturday, July 10, 2010
>> Thursday, July 8, 2010
The creative nature of this band is something to behold. Its like they look at "traditional" methods of instrumentation, and say "fuck you!" Just watch the videos below, look at how he is playing piano in "A Sky For Shoeing Horses Under" or how the guitar is being beautifully abused in "The Vowels pt. 2" and you will understand what I mean.
>> Monday, July 5, 2010
>> Friday, July 2, 2010
So, as a roadside request from Stevie, I bring you the song of the day. Now, I am sure she has her reasons for this song, and I am sure they are deep and meaningful. Hell, I am sure her trip from New York back to the plentiful Pacific Northwest makes this song even more impactful, but I am not going to talk about that. Nor am I going to give you all my reasons for loving this song although I do so love it. Because I think that this is one of those songs that 100 people would have 100 different, highly personal reasons for loving and caring about it.