| T O P I C R E V I E W |
| starmekitten |
Posted - 06/15/2006 : 14:55:35
We’ll do this half a CD at a time. Starting with whatever information we have on forum already about the album and then adding to it with some definitions and references. Quotes will, I imagine, be few and far between but if they’re about then in the name of all things good and glittery we will find them!!!
I don’t know how a whole bunch of stuff at a time will go (as usually we go song by song) but we’ll give it our best shot, eh? Eh? I thought so.
I ***KNOW*** it isn't out yet before you start but if you know the format of the db you'll know picking over lyrics can throw us some gems, definitions.... any information is useful.
Raider man
All my life I've been digging Polish black coal
It wasn't much but you know I could play that role
They laid me off and so I kept my pail
And now I wade in bushes down by the rail
Raider man, got no choice about it
Raider man, jumpin' up there on it
Raider man, gonna' take a little bit now
They hired me back and traded my pail for a stick
And now I chase the ones with a pail and a brick
Raider man, got no choice about it
Raider man, jumpin' up there on it
Raider man, gonna' take a little bit now
Raider man, got no choice about it
Raider man, jumpin' up there on it
Raider man, gonna' take a little bit now
I chased my cousin, it wasn't no big deal
I losy my legs when I slipped beneath the coal train wheel
My cousin tries to put something in my bowl
And now I wish I never left that darkened hole.
Raider man, got no choice about it
Raider man, jumpin' up there on it
Raider man, gonna' take a little bit now
"That provides a nice backdrop to this tale of a Polish coal miner who lost his legs to the coal train, He ends up being a security man after he gets fired by the coal company, chasing the Raiderman away"
- FM/RM Press release from cooking vinyl
Tiven’s September 2005
There was just one track cut on this lazy, late summer night at the producer’s house, but Black singles it out as his favourite in this collection. It captures him with Duane Jarvis on acoustic guitars, doing “Raiderman” with accompaniment from a chorus of cicadas chirping in the backyard and Tiven’s dog Sammy, who makes himself heard right before he second verse.
End Of Summer
A house is made of mortar and wood
Yet sinks in the mud to decay
A house becomes a ghost in the heart
Of those who have gone far away
A town is born of silver and stone
And beaten to sand by the tide
A town becomes a mark on the soul
Of those who will cross that divide
Come unto me, we'll lie in the grass
We won't be ashamed, summer will pass
Felling a tree to hide from the wild
Weaving the reeds to cover our child
Save me, the ghost in my heart
Save me, the mark on my soul
Save me, the end of the summer
Save me, I'm not feeling whole
A clan is made of marriage and blood
The journey is our only prize
And if a clan is rent into two
You still have her lips and his eyes
Save me, the ghost in my heart
Save me, the mark on my soul
Save me, the end of the summer
Save me, I'm not feeling whole
This place is made of water and rock
Yet burns in the pyre of the stars
My love for you is stronger than that
I'll find you wherever you are
A house is made of wood
The town is born of stone
A clan is made of blood
Dog Sleep (frank black/reid paley)
You took me down into the valley
I didn't know you were so deep
You left me standing at the river every time
Now I'm getting that dog sleep
But I could not leave
I'm getting that dog sleep
But I could not leave
Every day I look around
Then I put my head back down
I'm living on dog sleep
But I could not leave
I'm living on horse meat
But I could not win
I'm living on horse meat
But I could not win
Every day I'm back in town
Then I'm walking 'round and 'round
I'm living on horse meat
But I could not win
Little bird, come shine to meet me
Come out from beneath your wing
Let me hear you sing
Turn around, light up the morning
Little bird, where have you been
Every little thing,
Let me hear you sing
When The Pain Grows Darker Still
I am just a weary singer
Moving through this world of ills
Hark the choir of predecessors
When the paint grows darker still
Once I found a golden trumpet
In the mash of an old landfill
Now I play for the spirits
When the paint grows darker still
Winter waited in my garden
When the sun did refuse to shine
Honeybees all in a slumber
Skies filled up the sea
Falling down on me
Winter waited in my garden
When the sun did refuse to shine
Honeybees are in a slumber
Skies filled up the sea
Falling down on me
See his eyes turn to stained glass
Head to toe in a black roadkill
Here I am for your judgement
When the paint grows darker still
I'm Not Dead (I'm In Pittsburgh) (frank black/reid paley)
I don't want you to worry, I'm okay
Just didn't want you seeing me this way
We tried to talk about it but we didn't understand
We never really talked much anyway
I finally found a place to call my own
A place where all good sinners can get stoned
I'll keep my holy vision, you keep your stupid pride
You said I couldn't make it on my own
But I'm not dead (I'm in Pittsburgh)
And now I can't get out of town
But I'm not dead (I'm in Pittsburgh)
They've got me all strung, come cut me down
Like the weeds in all the cracks
All my memories come back
Like some Alleghenny smack in the face
It's all just one big monkey house to me
Just living ain't the same as being free
Don't stop and think about it
It'll only make you sad
Come put me out of my misery
'Cause I'm not dead (I'm in Pittsburgh)
Where a man can loes his mind
I'm not dead (I'm in Pittsburgh)
They've got me suited up for crazy time
I'm not dead (I'm in Pittsburgh)
And now I can't get out of town
Hey I'm not dead (I'm in Pittsburgh)
Golden Shore (frank black/reid paley)
So long I've been abiding in dark before the dawn
Come a time to even up the score
You can meet me in the morning
I'll drink you in like wine
I ain't never gonna' see you anymore
Anymore, anymore
I ain't never gonna' be here anymore
You can meet me in the morning
I'll drink you in like wine
I ain't never gonna' see you anymore
You know that time's a wasting
The sun is very high
I need to find a way to heaven's door
You can hear me when you're sleeping
I'll be whistling in the wind
I'll see you on that distant golden shore
Golden shore, golden shore
I'll see you on that distant golden shore
Can you hear me when you're sleeping
I'll be whistling in the wind
I'll see you on that distant golden shore
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| 18 L A T E S T R E P L I E S (Newest First) |
| 1965 |
Posted - 01/05/2007 : 17:54:41
quote:
Originally posted by danjersey
where'd ya find that?
I saw it on Michael Halsband's (the photographer) website.
MCMLXV |
| coastline |
Posted - 01/03/2007 : 09:26:03
Or it could be the cover for "The Water" single. And I saw the oil separate from the waterrrrrrrrr ...
 Is that a real poncho or is that a Sears poncho? |
| danjersey |
Posted - 01/03/2007 : 08:27:02
where'd ya find that?
I wondered what was the background. now I know, thanks.
this could be used for the second pressing. |
| 1965 |
Posted - 01/03/2007 : 05:34:08
Thought it might be interesting to show the cover photo un-enhanced for comparison:
 
MCMLXV |
| VoVat |
Posted - 07/04/2006 : 13:23:05
Actually, I didn't either. But the opening line sounded familiar, so I did a Google search for the words "I am just a weary," and that's the best match I could come up with.
"If you doze much longer, then life turns to dreaming. If you doze much longer, then dreams turn to nightmares." |
| Cult_Of_Frank |
Posted - 07/04/2006 : 12:20:33
Hmm, very interesting VoVat. I actually didn't know that When the Saints had verses. I'd blush if I were capable.
 "The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts." |
| VoVat |
Posted - 07/04/2006 : 11:44:34
I kind of thought that "Dog Sleep" was a play on "dog tired" (a phrase Frank uses in "Atom In My Heart"). Maybe not, though.
"When The Paint Grows Darker Still" could possibly be a reference to the children's music book standard "When The Saints Go Marching In." According to this, that song includes the lyrics, "I am just a weary traveller, travelling through this world of woe," which is quite similar to the beginning of the Frank song. And, of course, "paint" rhymes with "saint," and there are the same number of syllables in the two titles.
"If you doze much longer, then life turns to dreaming. If you doze much longer, then dreams turn to nightmares." |
| bonedry |
Posted - 06/25/2006 : 12:11:31
who's elijah? |
| Daisy Girl |
Posted - 06/22/2006 : 19:40:03
kitty thanks so much for doing all this. it just makes fmrm all that extra special. 
thanks Dean for your your insights.
I really like the lyrics ALOT. They flow so well and are really cool to listen to. But like Frank lyrics can be, most FM/RM lyrics seem cryptic to me. I thought Honeycomb and his recent albs had lyrics that seemed easier to interpret. For example, it was pretty easy to tell that Violet was a love song for the one and only Violet and Strange Goodbye was about his amicable divorce with Jean.
I really would like to hear more about people’s interpretations. I am sure the lyrics are significant to Frank because he wrote them, but they most are mysterious and have no apparent meaning to me.
That can be a really good thing too. I had years of fun of tying to interpret Pixies lyrics, some I was on the money with and others I was completely off but I guess what I am saying is it’s always fun to interpret Frank’s lyrics. And eventually, he’ll probably spill the beans or even make up a funny meaning in an interview years down the road.
But is it just me or does FM/RM seem to fit so closely with Honeycomb? I don’t know if this was intentional but they sound like musical siblings. Honeycomb just seems more upbeat in terms of mood and FM/RM seems more meditative and melancholy?
Anyway I am really curious to hear your interpretations. Thanks.
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| The Holiday Son |
Posted - 06/22/2006 : 11:44:09
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wanderlust |
| vilainde |
Posted - 06/22/2006 : 03:06:39
From the King Holds Court thread:
quote:
Posted - 10/14/2005 : 23:15:59
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Originally posted by jtanner
Frnck,
Have you been to Globe, AZ?
j
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ah. the el rey cafe. the original one. that's where I had my first Bohemia. Been there 2 or 3 times. And Miami.
Denis
Your team sucks |
| Frog in the Sand |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 10:53:28
In his book Les Paradis artificiels, the French poet Charles Baudelaire says, "Quel est l'homme nerveux qui ne connaît pas ce sommeil de chien, comme dit la langue anglaise dans son elliptique énergie?"
Quick translation: "Which nervous man doesn't know that dog sleep, as English says in its elliptic energy?"
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| starmekitten |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 10:39:43
A quick google gives me a pet euthanasia site so I'm no help here.
forum ebook: end of miles |
| Cult_Of_Frank |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 10:35:10
I suspect as much, but having not heard it used, I'm not sure...
"The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts." |
| Frog in the Sand |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 09:53:20
quote:
Originally posted by Cult_Of_Frank
Dog Sleep
I seem to know that "dog sleep" = nervous, restless sleep. Am I wrong?
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| Cult_Of_Frank |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 09:47:36
Merci, mon frog!
"The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts." |
| Frog in the Sand |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 09:44:18
quote:
Originally posted by Cult_Of_Frank
End of Summer - This one was, I believe, adapted from a classical song. I seem to remember him saying so in the King Holds Court thread in response to Derek mentioning tabbing FM/RM. Which song?
"La Sicilienne", by Gabriel Fauré.
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| Cult_Of_Frank |
Posted - 06/19/2006 : 09:25:27
Raider Man - Nothing, but I wonder if it is a true story. Sounds like it is. It being FB's fav track from FMRM explains its inclusion in the title, but I wonder if there's something more. I actually wonder if the fast/raider is a reference to the fusing of more eclectic FB that we know and love with the Black-on-Blonde era FB. Perhaps reading too much into it, but Fast man could refer to the more upbeat tone and Raider man to him raiding the classic roots/rock & roll troves for these two albums.
End of Summer - This one was, I believe, adapted from a classical song. I seem to remember him saying so in the King Holds Court thread in response to Derek mentioning tabbing FM/RM. Which song? I don't remember. But it's a start...
Off topic, but I really love this verse:
A town is born of silver and stone
And beaten to sand by the tide
A town becomes a mark on the soul
Of those who will cross that divide
The whole idea of entropy (nature's tendancy towards disorder) leaving a lasting mark if only in our minds/souls is, well, I just like it.
Dog Sleep
Is this an FB-coined term or does it have some significance? I've not heard the expression before.
When the Paint Grows Darker Still
Has FB given up on Jainism? Is there a relation to this song even? Doesn't paint fade and not grow darker? What does the title mean?
I'm Not Dead
No idea other than I had someone ask me if I thought there was a tip of the hat to Dan Stuart (Green on Red) in this song. I'm not familiar enough with him to know.
Golden Shore
It's worth noting that Knocking on Heaven's Door, Meet Me in the Morning, and Whistling in the Wind are all Dylan songs. Also, "I'll see you on God's golden shore." is a line from an old folk song called, yes, "A Man of Constant Sorrow" that Dylan played and reworked. As the closer, I wonder if it is meant to be a final tip of the hat to Dylan for the inspiration to do these two Nashville albums, or if it is rather prophetic, a lead in to the future of FB's career and his ambitions to be like Dylan.
So there's a little analysis/thoughts to hopefully get the ball rolling.
"The whole problem with the world is that fools and fanatics are always so certain of themselves, and wiser people so full of doubts." |
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