You know, like, there was a monster eating the songwriter up inside and they just needed to put it in a song to get it out of them?
BQ: This question was inspired by the real answer to why I chose writing as a profession. But there’s a line in a Tom Waits song—“If I exorcise my devils, well my angels may leave too”. Should I be worried about that?
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First ones that come to my mind are..
Nine Inch Nails - Hurt
And also The Becoming
Some others are...
Tool - H.
Tool - Jimmy
Tool - Pushit
Tool - Bottom
APC - The Package
Radiohead - Street Spirit
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Under The Bridge
Red Hot Chili Peppers - Warped
Alice In Chains - Dirt
AIC - Sickman
AIC - Angry Chair
AIC - Hate to Feel
I know there's a lot more...
BA: No I don't think so but it may feel like that sometimes. For some reason when we let go of those things (whatever they may be - demons, skeletons, defects, fears, resentments, etc.) we can feel empty... like there's nothing left or there is a part of us missing. But it's only temporary if we choose to fill the void with love. I know that sounds lame but it's true.
♫ Cowboy Neal At The Wheel™
"Sara" ~ Bob Dylan. he knew that his 12-year marriage to the model Sara Lownds was near its end when he wrote the song. The Rock Critic Tim Riley wrote that it was "a fevered cry of loss posing as sincere devotion."
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E99v9wo7EjA
I laid on a dune I looked at the sky
When the children were babies and played on the beach
You came up behind me, I saw you go by
You were always so close and still within reach.
Sara, Sara
Whatever made you want to change your mind
Sara, Sara
So easy to look at, so hard to define.
I can still see them playing with their pails in the sand
They run to the water their buckets to fill
I can still see the shells falling out of their hands
As they follow each other back up the hill.
Sara, Sara
Sweet virgin angel, sweet love of my life
Sara, Sara
Radiant jewel, mystical wife.
Sleeping in the woods by a fire in the night
Drinking white rum in a Portugal bar
Them playing leapfrog and hearing about Snow White
You in the marketplace in Savanna-la-Mar.
Sara, Sara
It's all so clear, I could never forget
Sara, Sara
Loving you is the one thing I'll never regret.
I can still hear the sounds of those Methodist bells
I'd taken the cure and had just gotten through
Staying up for day in the Chelsea Hotel
Writing "Sad-Eyed Lady of the Lowlands" for you.
Sara, Sara
Wherever we travel we're never apart
Sara, Sara
Beautiful lady, so dear to my heart.
How did I meet you ? I don't know
A messenger sent me in a tropical storm
You were there in the winter, moonlight on the snow
And on Lily Pond Lane when the weather was warm.
Sara, Sara
Scorpio Sphinx in a calico dress
Sara, Sara
You must forgive me my unworthiness.
Now the beach is deserted except for some kelp
And a piece of an old ship that lies on the shore
You always responded when I needed your help
You gimme a map and a key to your door.
Sara, Sara
Glamorous nymph with an arrow and bow
Sara, Sara
Don't ever leave me, don't ever go.
Ethan Edwards
Electroshock Blues(the whole stinking album) - The Eels
In which E (aka Mark Oliver Everett), try's to come to terms with the recent suicide of his sister (Elizabeth on the bathroom floor) and the impending death of his mother from cancer (cancer for the cure, hospital food, climbing up to the moon). Very moving stuff.
Surprisingly enough it ends on a happy note (PS you rock my world)...
BA: nah, unless you're a dualist....I believe evil can only live on the crumbs the good provides....
Ocüpado
The beginning of Sonic Youth's "Teenage Riot" sounds like the singer's having an intense game of tag with some demons or something.
Lady Silver Rose * Wolf
Good afternoon :)
The ad-libbed ending on Fleetwood Mac's 'Gold Dust Woman'.
{"Pale shadow of a woman... Black widow...She's a dragon"}
This can be especially felt on the live in Japan performance :
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=x6hkY4VvQAA&fmt=18
BQ : In some ways, I feel that may be true, as 'good' and 'evil' will always have a balance. For every angel on your shoulder, there is a demon lurking in your soul...