Tuesday, January 23, 2007

its been over a week since i last posted, somewhat of a long gap. meredith is the perfect assistant, it all went remarkably well and i surprised myself at actually producing some interesting results, the ritual seemed to work well, it's quite potent and i feel the current open. meredith is somewhat bemused about the whole experience but she is quite demostrative about the sense of commitment and shows a huge amount of enthusiasm as we begin the journey.
i've been listening to some tom waits, the guy in the newspaper shop burnt me a cd recorded live in some sleazy bar and its awesome, Toms amazing voice narrates a few tales and the band improvise around his drunk piano. i'm really enjoying listening to it in the car. Lou Reed recorded an album called 'take no prisoners' its the same kinda feel, amazing preformance with a hint of sleeze and grit, the two albums belong together.



anyway lou was in town this week for the sydney festival, preforming berlin completely live and theatrical, apparently it was amazing, he even stood in for ralph feines, who failed to turn up for a Beckett preformance, how amazing is that?
anyways love or loath lou (and i love him) he writes an amazing lyric and delivers it in style, listen to a song like ' Street Hassle'


A) waltzing matilda

Waltzing matilda whipped out her wallet
The sexy boy smiled in dismay
She took out four twenties cause she liked round figures
Everybodys a queen for a day
Oh, babe, Im on fire and you know how I admire your -
- body why dont we slip away
Although Im sure youre certain, its a rarity me flirtin
Sha-la-la-la, this way

Oh, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Hey, baby, come on, lets slip away

Luscious and gorgeous, oh what a hunk of muscle
Call out the national guard
She creamed in her jeans as he picked up her means
From off of the formica topped bar
And cascading slowly, he lifted her wholly
And boldly out of this world
And despite peoples derision
Proved to be more than diversion
Sha-la-la-la, later on

And then sha-la-la-la-la, he entered her slowly
And showed her where he was coming from
And then sha-la-la-la-la, he made love to her gently
It was like shed never ever come
And then sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
When the sun rose and he made to leave
You know, sha-la-la-la-la, sha-la-la-la-la
Neither one regretted a thing

B) street hassle

Hey, that cunts not breathing
I think shes had too much
Of something or other, hey, man, you know what I mean
I dont mean to scare you
But youre the one who came here
And youre the one whos gotta take her when you leave
Im not being smart
Or trying to be cold on my part
And Im not gonna wear my heart on my sleeve
But you know people get all emotional
And sometimes, man, they just dont act rational
They think theyre just on tv

Sha-la-la-la, man
Why dont you just slip her away

You know, Im glad that we met man
It really was nice talking
And I really wish that there was a little more time to speak
But you know it could be a hassle
Trying to explain myself to a police officer
About how it was that your old lady got herself stiffed
And its not like we could help
But there was nothing no one could do
And if there was, man, you know I would have been the first
But when someone turns that blue
Well, its a universal truth
And then you just know that bitch will never fuck again
By the way, thats really some bad shit
That you came to our place with
But you ought to be more careful around the little girls
Its either the best or its the worst
And since I dont have to choose
I guess I wont and I know this aint no way to treat a guest
But why dont you grab your old lady by the feet
And just lay her out on the darkened street
And by morning, shes just another hit and run
You know, some people got no choice
And they cant never find a voice
To talk with that they can even call their own
So the first thing that they see
That allows them the right to be
Why they follow it, you know, its called bad luck

C) slipaway

Believe me, that its just a lie
Thats what she tells her friends
cause the real song, the real song
Which she wont even admit to herself
Beat narrow heart, the song lots of people know
Its a painful song
Itll only say the truth
It lasts for sad songs
Penny for a wish
A wish wont make you a soldier
A pretty kiss or a pretty face
Cant have its way
The tramps like us who were born to play

Love is gone away
And theres no one here now
And theres nothing left to say
But, oh, how I miss him, baby
Oh, baby, come on and slip away
Come on, baby, why dont you slip away

Love is gone away
Took the rings off my fingers
And theres nothing left to say
But, oh how, oh how I need him, baby
Come on, baby, I need you baby
Oh, please dont slip away
I need your loving so bad, babe
Please dont slip away


and here's another fave called 'What's Good'

Life's like a mayonnaise soda
And life's like space without room
And life's like bacon and icecream
That's what life's like without you
Life's like forever becoming
But life's forever dealing in hurt
Now life's like death without living
That's what life's like without you
Life's like Sanskrit read to a pony
I see you in my mind's eye strangling on your tongue
What good is knowing such devotion
I've been around--I know what makes things run
What good is seeing eye chocolate
What good's a computerized nose
And what good is cancer in April
Why no good--no good at all
What good's a war without killing
What good is rain that falls up
What good's a disease that won't hurt you
Why no good, I guess, no good at all
What good are these thoughts that I'm thinking
It must be better not to be thinking at all
A styrofoam lover with emotions of concrete
No not much, not much at all
What good is life without living
What good's this lion that barks
You loved a life others throw away nightly
It's not fair, not fair at all
What's good?
Life's good--
But not fair at all

Yeah Lou reed and i go back a long way, 'waiting for the man' was one of the first songs i ever played and sang. Lou's been with me a long time, and when you hear Take No Prisnors'
I managed to catch him on the 'Blue Mask' tour in Brixton London, he was excellent, i'd loved to have seen the berlin shows but tix where sold out in seconds.

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