rock and roll truths

selfmademug · Post by **selfmademug** » Fri Mar 04, 2005 2:23 pm

People will tell you where they've gone
They'll tell you where to go
But till you get there yourself you never really know

and then also

Where some have found their paradise
Others just come to harm

LittleFoole · Post by **LittleFoole** » Fri Mar 04, 2005 4:50 pm

Hey girls, (GIrls...), bring rusty pliars to pull this tooth,
All men are liars, and that's the truth...

LittleFoole · Post by **LittleFoole** » Fri Mar 04, 2005 4:50 pm

This ain't no party, this ain't no disco, this ain't no foolin' around...

cosmos · Post by **cosmos** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 9:44 am

Rock and roll is here to stay.

El Vez · Post by **El Vez** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 9:49 am

What it is is the truth
What it's like is a test
Let the young have their youth
Let the old have the rest

miss buenos aires · Post by **miss buenos aires** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 9:58 am

And only time can write a song that's really really real
The best a man can say is how its playing makes him feel
And know he only knows as much as time to him reveals

guidedbyvoices · Post by **guidedbyvoices** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 10:54 am

soft silly music is meaningful, magical

mood swung · Post by **mood swung** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 2:20 pm

good manners and bad breath get you nowhere.

cosmos · Post by **cosmos** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 2:23 pm

Don't eat the yellow snow

Mr. Average · Post by **Mr. Average** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 3:27 pm

Oh but mercy, we used to love all day and drive all night
Oh mercy, jealousy used to whet your appetite
Oh mercy, we were low as dogs and high as kites

selfmademug · Post by **selfmademug** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 3:52 pm

Love is a battlefield.

so lacklustre · Post by **so lacklustre** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 4:29 pm

doo wah diddy, diddy dum diddy doo

Goody2Shoes · Post by **Goody2Shoes** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 8:03 pm

Wham, bam, thank you, Ma'am.

oily slick · Post by **oily slick** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 9:05 pm

Warrior

This is the best time of the day—the dawn
The final cleansing breath unsullied yet
By acrid fume or death’s cacophony
The rank refuse of unchained ambition
And pray, deny me not but know me now,
Your faithful retainer stands resolute
To serve his liege lord without recompense
Perchance to fall and perish namelessly
No flag-draped bier or muffled drum to set
The cadence for a final dress parade
But it was not always thus—remember?
Once you worshipped me and named me a god
In many tongues and made offering lest
I exact too terrible a tribute

Take heed for I am weary, ancient
And decrepit now and my time grows short
There are no honorable frays to join

Only mean death dealt out in dibs and dabs
Or horror unleashed from across oceans
Assail me not with noble policy
For I care not at all for platitude
And surrender such tedious detail
To greater minds than mine and nimbler tongues
Singular in their purpose and resolve
And presuming to speak for everyman

Oh, for another time, a distant field
And there a mortal warrior’s lonely grave
But duty charges me remain until
The end the last battle of the last war
Until that ‘morrow render unto me
That which is mine my stipend well deserved
The fairest flower of your progeny
Your sons, your daughters your hopes and your dreams
The cruel consequence of your conceit

bambooneedle · Post by **bambooneedle** » Sat Mar 05, 2005 9:32 pm

VIKING JUICE (the end of rock n' roll)

If this was easy
Where would I be
I haven't said I have all the answers
How could anyone

Can't stop looking at the lights
All around my head
I'm missing the darker side
Of the man

He's on his knees
Looking for the door
But everybody's
Giving him applause

Crashed the car
Into a wall
But everybody's
Calling for more

It's called the end of rock and roll

These days are numbered
Counted out in loss
Faith and spirit
Walking hand in hand

To meet a wall
Made of sound
But where does that sound
Find a place today

Maybe we came to the wrong show
I've seen this before

It's called the end of rock and roll

Oh shadow take me
Leave nothing still
'cause I've not seen the miracle
How could anyone

We ask too much of the song
To come and save our souls
When all it's trying to do now
Is save its own

Maybe we came to the wrong show
I've seen this before

Maybe we came to the wrong show
I've seen this before
It's called the end of rock and roll

It's called the end of rock and roll

King Hoarse · Post by **King Hoarse** » Mon Mar 07, 2005 6:42 am

Det Är Inte Rock’n’Roll Längre (It’s Not Rock’n’Roll Anymore) – Anders F Rönnblom, from the album Krig & Fred & Country Music, 1982 (War & Peace & Country Music. I translated the lyrics from Swedish, quickly and poorly)

Everywhere I still meet them
The ones who are first with the latest
And the ones who tear apart what has yet not come
And I am frightened when I discover that I am several months behind
And everything new already feels old
And what has recently been papered on whole walls are tucked in and hidden in boxes
And people stand in wait and wonder about what is coming and what is about to be exposed
And inside the store I meet fake cowboys who think they have Neil Young’s new one in hand
And other half figures jump up at the counter desperately asking if the new Dylan has arrived
And Dylan himself probably sits somewhere in Los Angeles trying to finish the songs
And his record company perhaps already sent out juicy press releases
And sure something is happening
BUT IT SURE AS HELL ISN’T ROCK’N’ROLL
And a buzz goes through the room as Zappa walks in and hauls up his latest work which is an indecent box of eight LP’s
And the staff quickly has to rearrange the shop window and are coldly counting on selling a couple of hundred boxes before the clock has struck six
And the rumor is out that next week will offer the Human League-Barry Manilow Project which is a packing-case consisting of twenty different-colored platters and posters and books and t-shirts and videos at a price of seventeenhundredninetyfive kronor
And yes that sounds simply fantastic
BUT IT HAS NOTHING IN FUCKING COMMON WITH ROCK’N’ROLL
And I noticed that I am slightly affected by the atmosphere in the store
And I ask the clerk for the new singles by the groups HV71, 45 Degrees Celsius and Five Minute Orgasm
But naturally I am too early and shamefully join those who tear apart what has yet not come
And I wander some years back in time and I recall how you lived with your records in a whole other way
And crept into the atmosphere they mediated and every note, every discord you owned and our dear rock’n’roll had to fight for its existence and its justification
While it is now a whole other level and it is Big Industry without parallel – a milking of an everexpanding cow
And there are readymade and programmed opinions and judgments from experts and specialists on everything
And you don’t have to be scared of not knowing what you’re betting your money on and that’s called consumer guidance and description of goods and yes that sounds good
BUT IT’S NOT ROCK’N’ROLL ANYMORE
And for all of us who barely manage to listen but are just waiting for the moment when we can flip the record and play the other side and seek some new fantastic sound or the new tunes that aren’t really new at all but repetitions
For us there will soon be made available a disposable record that after one listen is unplayable but where the tracks roll off the plastic and become a shiny licorice treat you can eat while reading the music papers and check how many of the licorice discs on the Hot 100 you have eaten
And when this has gone on for a while and people are starting to feel sick after having to devour Toto, Chips and Duran Duran
And get stomach aches from Depeche Mode and svere eczema and in some cases brain damage
Then some courageous human will stand up and pronounce himself dictator and take everyone’s musical instruments away from them and burn down all recording studios and rock music will be banned and those who break the law get thrown in deep dungeons to be tortured with atonal accordion music
And these men will be martyrs and heroes and the origins of guerilla movements and many think this is the real solution and that protest is happening again
And the resistance grows and on a beautiful day the dictator is dethroned
And those who have been lying by the side of the whole thing watching, they laugh and pull the covers over their heads and go back to sleep
And those who are first with the latest and those who tear apart what has yet not come
They are completely defeated
And a new time starts and the music we will hear is probably fucking great
But I’m sorry, ladies and gentlemen
IT’S NOT ROCK’N’ROLL ANYMORE

bambooneedle · Post by **bambooneedle** » Mon Mar 07, 2005 9:32 am

A dream of life comes to me
Like a catfish dancin' on the end of the line

mood swung · Post by **mood swung** » Mon Mar 07, 2005 1:18 pm

still waiting for Blue...

lot of water under the bridge
lot of other stuff too.

SoLikeCandy · Post by **SoLikeCandy** » Mon Mar 07, 2005 1:41 pm

Free your mind, and your ass will follow.

bobster · Post by **bobster** » Mon Mar 07, 2005 4:17 pm

Michael Rennie was ill the day the earth stood still, but he showed us where we stand.

Jackson Monk · Post by **Jackson Monk** » Mon Mar 07, 2005 6:02 pm

It aint what you do
its the way that you do it
that's wot gets results

invisible Pole · Post by **invisible Pole** » Mon Mar 07, 2005 7:07 pm

Everybody knows what's going wrong with the world
And I don't even know what's going on in myself

ice nine · Post by **ice nine** » Tue Mar 08, 2005 12:10 pm

What if THIS is as good as it gets?

mood swung · Post by **mood swung** » Tue Mar 08, 2005 12:42 pm

misunderstanding and a no good man (or woman)
they both caused my heart to bleed

Copenhagen Fan · Post by **Copenhagen Fan** » Mon Mar 14, 2005 12:06 pm

And if California slides into the ocean
Like the mystics and statistics say it will
I predict this hotel will be standing
Until I pay my bill