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scared straight by the long winters
It’s unappealing in someone so youngPlaintive, you’re feeling so washed upAnd you mean it when you say you’re doneFive lanes of freewayBut it’s all gone darkYou called to say you’re gonna runWell, Can you wait?Can you stand it?Are you brave or are you scared straight?She didn’t want you to:Speak right, be strong, act nice, take so longCall time, seem tired, leave mad, get so wiredMaybe you belong to someoneMaybe you have finally met themMaybe smoke belongs in the skyMaybe I hate it when you cryYou were hurt so you got hardYou were cursed and scolded and scaredYou were searched for, then ignoredYou want to burn the liars?You’ll set us both on fireYou’re faking, so I’m pretend sleepingWaiting for this to be funIt’s true little miss mean mini-bar guardWe’re gonna have to try something newLet me breath fire down on you
posted by gradylove at 8:50 AM
1 Comments:
it's pure genuis. greatest indie-rock song of the past five years, maybe. makes me happier than any other piece of music right now -- especially the bridge and the way it goes into 'let me breathe ...'. The power of the moment is to do with some alchemical combination of the lyrics and the horn arrangement and the chord changes and the way the guy sings it. (in this case it's a lot to do with the phrasing, the way the pauses fall after 'faking' and 'waiting' and 'fun,' the way the lines wrap around the 4/4 -- this shows up poorly on the page or screen.) my friend and fellow music writer Lynn and i were talking about how these moments are the most important thing about music and how they're almost impossible to write about and how trying to capture them by quoting the lyrics in a review or profile is almost always a mistake, and how you can only quote Lester Bangs w/r/t 'an erection of the heart' so many times before it gets stale. but if you don't capture the feeling evoked by 'Scared Straight' to the point where i now get chills just from you posting the lyrics, you're skipping the important part and you're just like 'the Long Winters, rootsy indie-pop-rock, husky-voiced singer-songwriter John Roderick' etc. etc. and what's the fucking point? it's something i could never figured out. i pretty much quit writing about music anyway.
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