Music Folk/Singer/Songwriter thread.... - Page 3

**Rausch** · 02-26-2010, 03:38 PM

Here is the place for the new mellow for the old ****s.

The Cat Stevens, Paul Simon, Ben Harper, or even Dave Matthews fans.

Sounds similar enough to warrant listening:

The Swell Season...

from banjo bandstand on Vimeo.

Red House Painters...

phisherman · 02-26-2010, 07:19 PM

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Originally Posted by CosmicPal

Cohen and Waits are the gods that will get me drinking and pulling on cigarettes all night. They both rock!

my wife and i went to see Leonard Cohen play the Midland back in October. I've seen Phish at their mid 90s peak and I've seen Wilco tear down the house with great shows, but nothing, and I mean NOTHING, prepared me for Cohen live. Truly the best show I've ever seen or I ever will see. All the songs you want to hear, fantastic band and man, Leonard can still bring it. Chelsea Hotel brought tears to our eyes. Simply beautiful.

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 07:24 PM

Billy Bragg & Wilco (Doing Woody Guthrie Songs)

Walt Whitman's Niece

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 07:26 PM

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Originally Posted by phisherman

my wife and i went to see Leonard Cohen play the Midland back in October. I've seen Phish at their mid 90s peak and I've seen Wilco tear down the house with great shows, but nothing, and I mean NOTHING, prepared me for Cohen live. Truly the best show I've ever seen or I ever will see. All the songs you want to hear, fantastic band and man, Leonard can still bring it. Chelsea Hotel brought tears to our eyes. Simply beautiful.

I'd love to see him live! I've seen Waits live a couple of times and he puts on one helluva entertaining show. But I've never been able to coerce anyone to want to see Leonard Cohen.

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 07:30 PM

Another Billy Bragg & Wilco (Doing Woody Guthrie Songs) My girlfriend at the time and I used to get sloshed and sing this together. Ohhh, the memories.

Hesitating Beauty

For your sparkling cocky smile I've walked a million miles
Begging you to come and wed me in the spring
Why do you, my dear, delay?
What makes you laugh and turn away?
You're a hesitating beauty, Nora Lee

Well, I know that you are itching to get married, Nora Lee
And I know how I'm twitching for the same thing, Nora Lee
By the stars and clouds above we could spend our lives in love
You're a hesitating beauty, Nora Lee

We can build a house and home where the flowers come to bloom
Around our yard I'll nail a fence so high
That the boys with peeping eyes cannot see that angel face
Of my hesitating beauty, Nora Lee

Well, I know that you are itching to get married, Nora Lee
And, I know how I'm twitching for the same thing, Nora Lee
By the stars and clouds above we can spend our lives in love
If you'd quit your hesitating, Nora Lee

We can ramble hand in hand across the grasses of our land
I'll kiss you for each leaf on every tree
We can bring our kids to play where the dry leaves blow today
If you'd quit your hesitating, Nora Lee

Well, I know that you are itching to get married, Nora Lee
And, I know how I'm twitching for the same thing, Nora Lee
By the stars and clouds above we could spend our lives in love
If you'd quit your hesitating, Nora Lee

Live version performed in Kansas City

phisherman · 02-26-2010, 07:30 PM

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Originally Posted by CosmicPal

This is one chilling song and video. Sufjan Stevens John Wayne Gacy, Jr.

And in my best behavior
I am really just like him
Look beneath the floor boards
For the secrets I have hid

the lyrics to this tune are creepy as all get out all the way through, but these last few lines are quite profound to me, simple yet effective.

phisherman · 02-26-2010, 07:34 PM

cosmic, love all the wilco on here, how about some good old jay farrar? the other songwriting half of uncle tupelo could use some representation.

i still think that Son Volt's Trace is one of the best f**king albums ever recorded if you like the singer/songwriter or folk genre.

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 07:38 PM

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Originally Posted by phisherman

the lyrics to this tune are creepy as all get out all the way through, but these last few lines are quite profound to me, simple yet effective.

Absolutely. That is the thing about Sufjan Stevens that makes him such a remarkable lyricist. It's a shocking conclusion and he delivered it well.

phisherman · 02-26-2010, 07:39 PM

i was at the wilco show for that version of "Hesitating Beauty" and it was bad ass.

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 07:45 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by phisherman

cosmic, love all the wilco on here, how about some good old jay farrar? the other songwriting half of uncle tupelo could use some representation.

i still think that Son Volt's Trace is one of the best f**king albums ever recorded if you like the singer/songwriter or folk genre.

Love it all. I'd love to find some videos of Jay Farrar and the boys doing those Jack Kerouac memorial songs. I'll have to look around.

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 07:48 PM

All right...here's a video of them doing the Jack Kerouac tribute.

Big Sur

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 07:55 PM

Jay Farrar Highways and Cigarettes

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 08:00 PM

The Wrens Happy

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 08:09 PM

The Wrens She Sends Kisses

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 08:21 PM

Favorite song for those mornings when I'm hungover as hell.

Kris Kristofferson Sunday Morning Coming Down

Well I woke up Sunday morning
with no way to hold my head,
it didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
so I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt.
And I shaved my face and combed my hair and
stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I'd smoked my brain the night before on
cigarettes and songs that I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
cussing at a can that he was kicking.
Then I crossed the empty street and caught the sunday smell of someone frying chicken.
And it took me back to something
that I'd lost somehow
somewhere along the way.

On this Sunday morning sidewalk,
wishing, lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday,
makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short of dying,
half as lonesome as the sound,
on the sleeping city sidewalks,
Sunday morning coming down.

In the park I saw a daddy
with a laughing little girl who he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened to a sond that they was singing.
Then I headed back for home and somewhere far away
a lonely bell was ringing.
And it echoes through the canyons
like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

On this Sunday morning sidewalk,
wishing, lord, that I was stoned.
'Cause there's something in a Sunday,
makes a body feel alone.
And there's nothing short of dying,
half as lonesome as the sound,
on the sleeping city sidewalks,
Sunday morning coming down.

**CosmicPal** · 02-26-2010, 08:32 PM

Dan Bern God Said No

I met God On the edge of town
Where the wind meets the stillness
Where the darkness meets the light
Where the ocean meets the sky
Where the desert meets the rain
Where the earth meets the heavens
On the edge of town I met God

I asked God
Do one thing for me
Send me back in time
Send me to Seattle
Let me go
Find Kurt Cobain
Take away his gun
Take away his bullets
Talk to him
Make him wanna live
Tell him how we love him
Help him see his glory
God Said No
If I sent you back
If you really found him
You would only ask him
If he could
Help you get a deal
If he knows a lawyer
If he can help you
God Said No

I asked God
Do one thing for me
Send me back in time
Send me to Berlin
Let me find
The one they call Hitler
I will stalk him
I will bring him down
I will bring along
A powerful gun
Loaded with bullets
Obliterate his memory
God Said No
If I sent you back
You would get caught up
In theory and discussion
You would let your fears
Delay and distract you
You would make friends
You would take a lover
God Said No

I asked God
Do one thing for me
Send me back in time
Send me to Jerusalem
Let me go
Let me go find Jesus
Let me save his life
As they try to kill him
Let me take him down
Down from the cross
Take the iron from his body
Try to heal his wounds
God Said No
If I let you go
If you really found him
Walking with the cross
You would stare
Your tongue no longer working
Eyes no longer seeing
Ears no longer hearing
God said Time
Time belongs to me
Time's my secret weapon
My final advantage
God turned away
From the edge of town
I knew I was beaten
And that now was all I had
God Said No

02-26-2010, 03:38 PM
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02-26-2010, 07:24 PM	#32
CosmicPal Learn it. Know it. Live it. Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: St. Petersburg, FL Casino cash: $10004900	Billy Bragg & Wilco (Doing Woody Guthrie Songs) Walt Whitman's Niece __________________ - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - Four blessings upon my fellow planeteers: Older whiskey, younger women, faster horses, and more money.
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02-26-2010, 07:30 PM	#34
CosmicPal Learn it. Know it. Live it. Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: St. Petersburg, FL Casino cash: $10004900	Another Billy Bragg & Wilco (Doing Woody Guthrie Songs) My girlfriend at the time and I used to get sloshed and sing this together. Ohhh, the memories. Hesitating Beauty For your sparkling cocky smile I've walked a million miles Begging you to come and wed me in the spring Why do you, my dear, delay? What makes you laugh and turn away? You're a hesitating beauty, Nora Lee Well, I know that you are itching to get married, Nora Lee And I know how I'm twitching for the same thing, Nora Lee By the stars and clouds above we could spend our lives in love You're a hesitating beauty, Nora Lee We can build a house and home where the flowers come to bloom Around our yard I'll nail a fence so high That the boys with peeping eyes cannot see that angel face Of my hesitating beauty, Nora Lee Well, I know that you are itching to get married, Nora Lee And, I know how I'm twitching for the same thing, Nora Lee By the stars and clouds above we can spend our lives in love If you'd quit your hesitating, Nora Lee We can ramble hand in hand across the grasses of our land I'll kiss you for each leaf on every tree We can bring our kids to play where the dry leaves blow today If you'd quit your hesitating, Nora Lee Well, I know that you are itching to get married, Nora Lee And, I know how I'm twitching for the same thing, Nora Lee By the stars and clouds above we could spend our lives in love If you'd quit your hesitating, Nora Lee Live version performed in Kansas City __________________ - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - Four blessings upon my fellow planeteers: Older whiskey, younger women, faster horses, and more money. Last edited by CosmicPal; 02-26-2010 at 07:35 PM..
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02-26-2010, 07:34 PM	#36
phisherman King Sandbagger Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: The Summit, MO Casino cash: $-1130000	cosmic, love all the wilco on here, how about some good old jay farrar? the other songwriting half of uncle tupelo could use some representation. i still think that Son Volt's Trace is one of the best f**king albums ever recorded if you like the singer/songwriter or folk genre.
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02-26-2010, 07:39 PM	#38
phisherman King Sandbagger Join Date: Feb 2003 Location: The Summit, MO Casino cash: $-1130000	i was at the wilco show for that version of "Hesitating Beauty" and it was bad ass.
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02-26-2010, 07:48 PM	#40
CosmicPal Learn it. Know it. Live it. Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: St. Petersburg, FL Casino cash: $10004900	All right...here's a video of them doing the Jack Kerouac tribute. Big Sur __________________ - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - Four blessings upon my fellow planeteers: Older whiskey, younger women, faster horses, and more money.
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02-26-2010, 07:55 PM	#41
CosmicPal Learn it. Know it. Live it. Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: St. Petersburg, FL Casino cash: $10004900	Jay Farrar Highways and Cigarettes __________________ - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - Four blessings upon my fellow planeteers: Older whiskey, younger women, faster horses, and more money.
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02-26-2010, 08:00 PM	#42
CosmicPal Learn it. Know it. Live it. Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: St. Petersburg, FL Casino cash: $10004900	The Wrens Happy __________________ - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - Four blessings upon my fellow planeteers: Older whiskey, younger women, faster horses, and more money.
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02-26-2010, 08:09 PM	#43
CosmicPal Learn it. Know it. Live it. Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: St. Petersburg, FL Casino cash: $10004900	The Wrens She Sends Kisses __________________ - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - Four blessings upon my fellow planeteers: Older whiskey, younger women, faster horses, and more money.
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02-26-2010, 08:21 PM	#44
CosmicPal Learn it. Know it. Live it. Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: St. Petersburg, FL Casino cash: $10004900	Favorite song for those mornings when I'm hungover as hell. Kris Kristofferson Sunday Morning Coming Down Well I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head, it didn't hurt. And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad, so I had one more for dessert. Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt. And I shaved my face and combed my hair and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day. I'd smoked my brain the night before on cigarettes and songs that I'd been picking. But I lit my first and watched a small kid cussing at a can that he was kicking. Then I crossed the empty street and caught the sunday smell of someone frying chicken. And it took me back to something that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way. On this Sunday morning sidewalk, wishing, lord, that I was stoned. 'Cause there's something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone. And there's nothing short of dying, half as lonesome as the sound, on the sleeping city sidewalks, Sunday morning coming down. In the park I saw a daddy with a laughing little girl who he was swinging. And I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened to a sond that they was singing. Then I headed back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing. And it echoes through the canyons like the disappearing dreams of yesterday. On this Sunday morning sidewalk, wishing, lord, that I was stoned. 'Cause there's something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone. And there's nothing short of dying, half as lonesome as the sound, on the sleeping city sidewalks, Sunday morning coming down. __________________ - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - Four blessings upon my fellow planeteers: Older whiskey, younger women, faster horses, and more money.
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02-26-2010, 08:32 PM	#45
CosmicPal Learn it. Know it. Live it. Join Date: Nov 2002 Location: St. Petersburg, FL Casino cash: $10004900	Dan Bern God Said No I met God On the edge of town Where the wind meets the stillness Where the darkness meets the light Where the ocean meets the sky Where the desert meets the rain Where the earth meets the heavens On the edge of town I met God I asked God Do one thing for me Send me back in time Send me to Seattle Let me go Find Kurt Cobain Take away his gun Take away his bullets Talk to him Make him wanna live Tell him how we love him Help him see his glory God Said No If I sent you back If you really found him You would only ask him If he could Help you get a deal If he knows a lawyer If he can help you God Said No I asked God Do one thing for me Send me back in time Send me to Berlin Let me find The one they call Hitler I will stalk him I will bring him down I will bring along A powerful gun Loaded with bullets Obliterate his memory God Said No If I sent you back You would get caught up In theory and discussion You would let your fears Delay and distract you You would make friends You would take a lover God Said No I asked God Do one thing for me Send me back in time Send me to Jerusalem Let me go Let me go find Jesus Let me save his life As they try to kill him Let me take him down Down from the cross Take the iron from his body Try to heal his wounds God Said No If I let you go If you really found him Walking with the cross You would stare Your tongue no longer working Eyes no longer seeing Ears no longer hearing God said Time Time belongs to me Time's my secret weapon My final advantage God turned away From the edge of town I knew I was beaten And that now was all I had God Said No __________________ - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - * - Four blessings upon my fellow planeteers: Older whiskey, younger women, faster horses, and more money.
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