| T O P I C R E V I E W |
| frnck blck |
Posted - 03/22/2006 : 11:17:21
IF YOUR POISON GETS YOU (frank black)
We heard it all/in halls of pain/it wasn’t good/There was a call /in baggage claim/it wasn’t good/She had a hunch/it wasn’t lunch/it wasn’t good/They drove a spike /into the punch/it wasn’t good/Heaven’s boys protect you/I am almost there/If your poison gets you/I will be on time/If you sink to madness/Say a little prayer/If your poison gets you/I am down the line/Now once again/to halls of pain/when will it end?/God’s machines/say its your genes/when will it end?/Why hast thou/forsaken me/again and again?/You always said/“When will it end?”/when will it end?
JOHNNY BARLEYCORN (frank black)
Have you been to the fields?/Something there made me aftraid/Like dying younger/If the ground never yields/We will feel the hunger/Take him out with the seeds/Roll him on the barren ground/Mix blood and water/Do not doubt our every need/She will feed/look what we got her/Clear the way for Johnny Barleycorn/This is the day that surely he will be reborn/Bring down the blade on Johnny/He shall be the one that will be torn/Ringing out the new year/Sing out the names of the dead/Like Johnny Barleycorn/Give him a cheer/Hey/ Can you hear the newborn?
FAST MAN (frank black)
Someone said I should leave/Shook my head/No no no/Tangled web that we weave/So I said/I will go/I’m a fast man/I go a thousand miles ‘fore I get me to sleep/You think I exaggerating, baby? That ain’t nothing to me/See me I’m gunning it just as fast as I can/I’m a fast man/Though I am such a fool/If I can I’ll be driving to the end/Here i am in Ullapool/I haven’t a plan/Just to turn me round again/I’m a fast man/Here I am, here I am,/I’m just lost again, everyday/Here I am outside Cheyenne/Trying to get back to sleep/Under the stars/Scenic view after dark/Full of fret as I weep/Listening to cars as they pull in for a park/In Cheyenne
YOU CAN’T CRUCIFY YOURSELF (frank black)
While I sit and think of another song that we can sing/You can fret and think of another wrong I did bring/And I can’t move the sun, babe, to make you shine/
I’m the only one who can say that this light is mine/I think I’ll close my eyes while you snap/Where’s my map? I think I’ll go/And did you know?/You can’t crucify yourself/No, that takes two/Maybe you could use some help/And if you do/just say you do/Every pickle comes from cucumber/You don’t have to act appalled/Where’s my door and where is my number/I’m lost in these halls
And I’m not saying I don’t like your carrion/But your preacher’s pride is just like Marion/And when I felled a bird then you’d laugh at your half that you let rot/now, doll, here’s thought/You can’t crucify yourself
WANDERLUST (frank black)
When the wheels hit the road/When cryin’ mode makes you feel on the brink/Tis of you that I think/When the plane takes me far/And you are going insane/So it seems/Tis of you that I dream/When the ship leaves the bay/And you stay in the slip/Far behind/It is you on my mind/When the train takes me far/And you are going insane/Like your caught/You’re in my every thought/When my shoes start to walk/And you’re knocked out and blue/It is you that I love/It is you
SEVEN DAYS (frank black)
Seven days will get you there/Seven plates of bone/I won’t pray to get me there/Get there on my own/Goin’ yonder where I was born/The place where I was partly raised/Have you been to Boston Town/The place where I was born?/Seven days will get you there/Seven plains of corn/Lord knows I’ve been all around/Roaming all around these plains/On my way back home from seven years/In seven days/Seven winters blown like seven players/Who had no cheer/
Seven summers grown the seven ways to all my tears/On my way back home from seven years in seven days
RAIDERMAN (frank black)
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 wait in bushes down by the rail/Raiderman/got no choice about it/Raiderman/jumping up, there on it/Raiderman/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/I chased my cousin, it wasn’t no big deal/I lost 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
THE END OF THE SUMMER (frank black)
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 jourmey is our only prize/And if a clan is rent into two/You still have her lips and his eyes
This place is made of water and rock/Yet burns in the pyre of the star/My love for you is stronger than that/I’ll find you wherever you are/A house is made of wood/A 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 gettting 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 around and around/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 PAINT GROWS DARKER STILL (frank black)
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/Honey bees all in a slumber/Skies filled up the sea/Falling down on me/See his eyes turn to stain glass/Head to toe in a black road kill/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 all 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/I’m not dead I’m in Pittsburgh/They got me all strung up, come cut me down
Like the weeds in all the cracks/All my memories come back/Like some Alleghenny smack in the face/Its 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 my misery/Cuz I’m not dead, I’m in Pittsburgh/Where a man can lose his mind/I’m not dead, i’m in Pittsburgh/They got me suited up for crazy times
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
IN THE TIME OF MY RUIN (frank black)
In the time of my ruin/At the museum I met a curator/She was so nice, I thought I would date her/I was a hawk and I just flew in/In the time of my ruin/I did not know you would be created/Now every day I am elated/Cuz you never know what is brewing/Some pain is good/Sometimes its good to be blind/Some pain feels good/That’s the pain that’s just the right kind/You didn’t know I was a shoe-in/And you didn’t know it was my hour/And you didn’t know that I had the power/In the time of my ruin/They’re caving in the roof/It is falling all around/The floor is going, too/Soon I will be falling on down
DOWN TO YOU (frank black/reid paley)
I took your hand/The world was young/Now you’re the smoke/And I’m the lung/The sea was full/It’s empty now/And there you were/I don’t know how/It’s so sad, it’s so sad/It’s too bad we bought this/It’s down to you/It’s down to you/It’s down to you/and though its not true, it’s down to you/It was raining like the end of the world/under covers we were children curled/Or were we ancients who bumped our heads and never got out of bed?/Tell me, baby, everything I know/Its not as if we have another place to go/You told me once and you told me real nice/This is paradise/It’s down to you/Sure as I’m blue, it’s down to you
HIGHWAY TO LOWDOWN (frank black)
Well me and my friend we walked to the split/Then I headed on home and he headed outbound/I didn’t listen to him/But you can take it from Jim/It’s a highway/It’s a highway/Highway to lowdown/If you’re tired, why don’t you just go to sleep/and if you’re wired I’ll be your brother, you can be my keep/And all these fires, Jim, they just keep following you around/You can’t get found if you’re anything like my good friend James/He wasn’t even underground, I think he was playing all them faster games/I bet you can’t slow down/You’ll be a running man while you pray/Its a highway/Some call it a road and some call it a street/Well say what you will, it leads right out of town/To a desolate land/It will mess up your plans/It’s a highway to lowdown
KISS MY RING (frank black)
If you knew what I’ve forsaken/Have you seen me in my gown?/Heavy head that wears the crown/Spilled my seed upon the ground/Go tell on the mountain/If you think I’m mistaken/Bathe here in the fountain/With the accountant/Kiss my ring/I am the greatest/Kiss my ring/Now let it linger/Kiss my ring/Now here’s the latest/Kiss my ring/The magic finger
MY TERRIBLE WAYS (frank black)
My terrible ways/they got me in jail/Where some did succeed/I always did fail/But I thought I was fine to wait for the day/When I’d paid for my terrible ways/My terrible ways/They came to and end/when a mighty deluge freed the criminal men/But I stayed in Mississippi/and three souls I saved/and so ended my terrible ways/Terrible ways, terrible ways/sooner or later a criminal pays/And I’ll never have enough, enough/to pay this off/My terrible ways/the govenor forgave/on account of three souls and account of the wave/that took my wife and baby and swept them away/all ‘cause of my terrible ways/Terrible ways, terrible ways/sooner or later I know I’m going to pay/And I’ll never have enough, enough/to pay this off
FITZGERALD (frank black)
It’s sad to see your art hanging on the wall/So many pictures there/Yours the best of all/I like the Indian/The one in ballpoint ink/In ancient Massachusettes long before you called/You traded him and many others for a drink/You fingers thick from hammers/Well it really makes you think/And then my father would fill your glass so tall/When I was a kid I gophered in your crew/Always a kind word/and you showed me what to do/and living hammered, well its always hit or miss/but through your cigarette-stained beard/your love rang true/And tho’ you are so loved it had to come to this/You got shut off because you always stink of piss/And now you drink someplace where no one bothers you/Oh, Fitzy
ELIJAH (frank black)
Wish I was back there in New England/playing in dirt behind the bar/our shouting voices intermingling with “Little Little Willy” from the car/On the raft down in the harbor/trying to push eachother in/Waving hi to all the fisher boys/going to deep-sea with their kin/Better go see Elijah/Cuz he’s my only friend/Yeah, there’s only us two/It’s just us in the end/Better go see Elijah/got nothing to say/but I know that’s okay/Go see him now,/go see him now/what’s that you say?/On the bus down to Redondo/we’ve got enough for single fare/skating back down to the condos/breathing in that dirty air/Well you were right to never go back/if I had only done the same/Too many years I kept on trying to win that California game/Wish I was back there in New England /playing in dirt behind the bar/I hear our voices intermingling with “Little Little Willy” from the car/On the cliffs above the Blue Coast/was that the last time we were free?/and where has everybody gone to?/or was it only you and me?/Better go see Elijah/I got something to say
IT’S JUST NOT YOUR MOMENT (frank black)
We danced down on the sand/Was least a million bands/There was something about the light/From the fires on the shore/to Darin at the Troubador/holding us in his hand that night/It’s just not your moment/cuz that moment is gone/it’s just not your moment/now the light has moved on/The smell of heaven sent/was everywhere you went/but sweet blues went straight to hell/Goodbye my go-go girls/my aggravation pearls/hear the echo in the shell/This is just not your moment/I hear Paris is now/it’s just not your moment/We’re all criminals now/The last time that we kissed/how you say, en parlance/you won’t be sorely missed, no/Gun to my head, got to get moving
THE REAL EL REY (frank black)
We made the scene/at the real El Rey/or so they say/so many claimed to be king/i’m going back to Manchester England/I’m gonna learn me to sing/but I’ll beware out there/on the English moor/where so many claim to be king/I’m gonna be the king/I’m going down there to Globe-Miami/I’m going up on the heaps of slag/cuz a bottle of cold Bohemia/that’s the best water I ever had
WHERE THE WIND IS GOING (frank black)
I don’t have time for your tears/it’s kinda hard to explain/I got a bird in my brain/I got a dog in my ear/I could be gone for a year/Where the wind is going/Indiana or Spain/Where the wind is going/I cannot get in that line/get to my suffering on time/I hear the whistling outside/I think you think its a witch/she’ll be scratching my itch/she’ll be brushing my hide/I think I’ll go for a ride/Through the barleycorn/through the rows of places I was born/into Babel’s maze/in that dark design/where the neon red of exit signs/leads my simple gaze/Down that river side/where from loneliness I often died/and so many times I will be raised
HOLLAND TOWN (frank black)
I used to see you at the Ratskellar/sarcasm of a young feller/tall and mean between the pillars/before you drowned/in a Holland town/you were still the muscle man/when I saw you in a nether land/alcohol and speed were friends/you cycled around in a Holland town/the old pea coat is loose upon your frame/your handshake is strong but you look so short/and your face distorts/you speak no more of someone to blame/was it here below the sea leve/you set adrift your rock and roll/and you got on the dole/you lost your love to some clever devil?/I’m sorry to hear about your sister/she went to far down in the drain/she was trying to dull her pain/the North Sea now is so full of twisters/I want to see you at the Royal Al/I want to see you with some different pals/Don’t want to see you in a Holland town/Don’t want to see you in a Holland town
SAD OLD WORLD (frank black)
I know something about true love/I know something/It’s the kind of thing that you screw up/over some dumb thing/I don’t know anyone who doesn’t try to give it a whirl/you better hang on/cuz its a sad old world/cuz its a sad old world/don’t try to tell me its gonna be alright/I know something about sickness/I know something about that now/there’s nothing you can do except witness/no there’s nothing you can do/and when the petals on the flower start to curl/well you better hang on, now,/ you better hang on/cuz its a sad old world/cuz its a sad old world
DON’T CRY THAT WAY (frank black)
Years flew away/I saw her standing there/our last parking lot/cuz we didn’t have a prayer/liquid roses trying to confess/don’t cry that way, don’t cry that way/little girl I feel so helpless/The city far below/I let a river pour/in our corner room of glass/we had a sad contest/beneath your skin you found two rivers more/don’t cry that way/Do they know as they fight their way upstream/have they a reason to know why?/here we go into the analyzer’s dream/and when we get there do we die?/Hey brother count the ways that I am blessed/but I am cursed with your image as a child/silently like chicklets in the wild/don’t cry that way, don’t cry that way/little boy I feel so helpless
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| 35 L A T E S T R E P L I E S (Newest First) |
| Carl |
Posted - 04/10/2006 : 14:48:49
Er, it's the same in English, only I changed it 'cos I'm referring to Frank! :)
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| Grotesque |
Posted - 04/10/2006 : 09:07:34
Hey it's exactly the same in French except the King is an Ambassador!
But what does it has to do with anything? |
| Carl |
Posted - 04/09/2006 : 13:02:10
The King's parties are noted in society for their host's exquisite taste!
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| therewererumours |
Posted - 04/08/2006 : 11:19:23
With these lyrics you are spoiling us Mr. Black!
 black, it was always black...... |
| Grotesque |
Posted - 04/08/2006 : 06:04:00
Mmm... Waiting for this album is becoming a psychedelic experience.
I guess I'll go nut before June 20. |
| MMD |
Posted - 04/07/2006 : 21:45:55
quote:
Originally posted by Grotesque
You know "Surfer Girl" by David Thomas and two pale boys (from the album EREWHON)?
It's really NOT the beach boy song. It's a totally diferent song with the same lyrics, but in a way it still get the spirit of the original song. Really strange.
Anyway I sometimes dream of the FM/RM songs with parts of the lyrics I read. It's fun when I wake up: oh, but it's NOT the real thing!
Like when I was a kid I watched a short ad for the movie Brazil, and for years I kept imagining the entire movie, wich was really diferent from the real one I finally watched.
And then you woke up and found that a doctor had removed part of your brain and the whole thing was all inside your head? |
| Grotesque |
Posted - 04/07/2006 : 04:26:23
You know "Surfer Girl" by David Thomas and two pale boys (from the album EREWHON)?
It's really NOT the beach boy song. It's a totally diferent song with the same lyrics, but in a way it still get the spirit of the original song. Really strange.
Anyway I sometimes dream of the FM/RM songs with parts of the lyrics I read. It's fun when I wake up: oh, but it's NOT the real thing!
Like when I was a kid I watched a short ad for the movie Brazil, and for years I kept imagining the entire movie, wich was really diferent from the real one I finally watched.
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| prozacrat |
Posted - 04/05/2006 : 20:26:08
I've wanted to do something like that for a while, though I feel it could be considered blasphemous doing that to a song by the man (be it tempting or not). I think it'd be a really fun project to have the exact same album's worth of lyrics given to/written by two different bands, and have each band write a whole album based on them. It'd be very interesting, I think. I've always considered lyrics to be of least importance when writing a song, so I think it'd be an educational experiment for myself. As far as doing it to a FMRM song, I think it'd be really difficult to do because I'd be thinking the entire time, no matter how much time I spend on it, it has absolutely no chance of being as good as Frank's song.
http://www.prozacrat.com |
| Grotesque |
Posted - 04/05/2006 : 13:19:10
Anybody wants to make a fake/imaginary version of one of those songs, as we already got the lyrics?
I won't do it as I can't prononce any english word correctly, and Frank certainly got some vocabulary.
Just a sick idea but it could be fun. |
| TRANSMARINE |
Posted - 03/30/2006 : 09:41:02
No apologies required JT...so FARE THEE WELL is aka SAD MAN'S SONG? (I love this song, btw.) Will this be printed on the track list when it hits the store do you know? Sorry for any confused confusion. Take care!
Hank the 8th was a duplicated man
-bRIAN |
| Jontiven |
Posted - 03/30/2006 : 04:28:08
There are 2 diff songs, SAD OLD WORLD & SAD MAN's SONG (aka FARE THEE WELL). Both are on FMRM. My apologies for any confusion.
bye,
Jon Tiven |
| TRANSMARINE |
Posted - 03/29/2006 : 12:52:10
I KNEW it! My copy is correct! It IS called SAD OLD WORLD...not SAD MAN'S SONG, as J Tiven told me in another thread. That has really been bothering me for some reason.
Thanks for the lyrics, Frank. They are some of your coolest. Now I can understand a part in JBARLEYCORN I couldn't quite make out with my ear. Hopefully no one would ever attempt to make out with their ear...at least not their own.
Hank the 8th was a duplicated man
-bRIAN |
| kathryn |
Posted - 03/29/2006 : 11:36:06
quote:
Originally posted by frnck blck
SEVEN DAYS (frank black)
Seven days will get you there/Seven plates of bone/I won’t pray to get me there/Get there on my own/Goin’ yonder where I was born/The place where I was partly raised/Have you been to Boston Town/The place where I was born?/Seven days will get you there/Seven plains of corn/Lord knows I’ve been all around/Roaming all around these plains/On my way back home from seven years/In seven days/Seven winters blown like seven players/Who had no cheer/
Seven summers grown the seven ways to all my tears/On my way back home from seven years in seven days
Floop? Have you read these lyrics, babe?
Just checking.
quote:
Originally posted by matto
"I'm Not Dead I'm In Pittsburgh" is obviously inspired by the new Morrissey song "On the Streets I Ran" ; )
Funny you should say that. I am struck by how Golden Shore's "Can you hear me when you’re sleeping?" is the only lyric I know of that echoes The Smiths' "Well I wonder, do you hear me when you sleep?"
I’m the only one who can say that this light is mine
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| matto |
Posted - 03/26/2006 : 08:27:25
"I'm Not Dead I'm In Pittsburgh" is obviously inspired by the new Morrissey song "On the Streets I Ran" ; )
And when the palmist said
"One Thursday you will be dead"
I said: "No, not me, this cannot be
Dear God, take him, take them, take anyone
The stillborn
The newborn
The infirm
Take anyone
Take people from Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
Just spare me!" |
| Carl |
Posted - 03/24/2006 : 12:15:08
Yeah! That's a great idea!!
 pas de dutchie! |
| Otherfellers |
Posted - 03/24/2006 : 11:37:36
I like reid, I'm thinking of getting a ferry over to Liverpool just to see him play on the 9th, and since they've got 24 hour drinking now, I won't bother with a hostel for the night...
Or he could just come to Dublin! |
| Frog in the Sand |
Posted - 03/24/2006 : 05:05:56
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Originally posted by Broken Face
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Originally posted by Frog in the Sand
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Originally posted by Broken Face
i believe "rabbit" is intended for the FB/EDF record...
Uh-oh, looks like someone knows something... Please Brian, speak. Please. Or send me an email at least :)
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I know nothing, for reals. I just figured that all non-FMRM songs are meant for the EDF record...
-Brian
Some people say that / the Briano knows / a way of getting / exclusive info from the King / fearless of keepin' it to himself / oh no!
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| cassandra is |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 23:54:03
the King said:
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Originally posted by Cult_Of_Frank
Hey Frank, can you tell us about Dead Man's Curve, what we're for now calling "The Rabbit Song", and "The Water"? They're not on Fastman Raiderman as far as we know, and, well, they're all pretty exciting sounding! Are these the demos you were working on? Are these tracks from an upcoming album with Schwarma or that other band that starts with a P? Solo stuff for work with EDF? Covers from songs received via Seti@Home?
Anyway, thanks for stopping in, it truly is appreciated more than you'll probably ever know, and I hope that you're getting some time at home before you go abroad with your guitar and 'wandering soles' once again.
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"If we hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominos will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate."
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CURRENTLY WORKING WITH ERIC DREW FELDMAN ON UNTITLED RECORD.
pas de bras pas de chocolat |
| Broken Face |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 17:49:33
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Originally posted by Frog in the Sand
quote:
Originally posted by Broken Face
i believe "rabbit" is intended for the FB/EDF record...
Uh-oh, looks like someone knows something... Please Brian, speak. Please. Or send me an email at least :)
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I joined the Cult of Le Cigaw Volanttt
I know nothing, for reals. I just figured that all non-FMRM songs are meant for the EDF record...
-Brian
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| Steak n Sabre |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 17:39:23
Come'on now, how many artists would stop by and do this on their fan forums??? Yet another reason FB is THE MAN.
 The Cult of Frank : Gimme Gimme Gimme...I Need Some More |
| Frog in the Sand |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 12:40:52
quote:
Originally posted by Broken Face
i believe "rabbit" is intended for the FB/EDF record...
Uh-oh, looks like someone knows something... Please Brian, speak. Please. Or send me an email at least :)
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| Carl |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 10:55:02
Yeah, I have that interview (thanks to Soren!). He performs Beautiful Day live in the studio.
It's fantastic to have all the lyrics in the song database already! Thanks again, Frank!
pas de dutchie! |
| Peter Walker |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 09:16:55
quote:
Originally posted by pixie punk
As usual Frank's lyrics put me on search mode!!!!!-"Ullapool" is nestled on the shores of Lochbroom about 1 hour North of Loch Ness and Inverness airport. It is the perfect base to discover Ross-shire, Cromarty, Sutherland, The Black Isle and Inverness (where the nearest Air, Rail and Bus Links are). The Highlands of Scotland Tourist Board boasts some of the highest rates of repeat business in the country.
Ah.... I remember him saying he'd been there in a radio interview with Jonathan Ross just before SMYT came out.
It's a lovely town, used to have a huge number of Russian fishing boats moored there, and some rather decent chippies....
And some good climbing, hence my having had a few weeks there. |
| Broken Face |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 08:07:27
i believe "rabbit" is intended for the FB/EDF record...
-Brian
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| Cult_Of_Frank |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 08:02:05
Well, continue to post things like that you find whilst in "Search mode". :) Helps out Tre, I'm sure, though she'll probably want to look it up for more info anyway...
"If we hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominos will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate." |
| pixie punk |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 06:55:58
As usual Frank's lyrics put me on search mode!!!!!-"Ullapool" is nestled on the shores of Lochbroom about 1 hour North of Loch Ness and Inverness airport. It is the perfect base to discover Ross-shire, Cromarty, Sutherland, The Black Isle and Inverness (where the nearest Air, Rail and Bus Links are). The Highlands of Scotland Tourist Board boasts some of the highest rates of repeat business in the country.
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| pixie punk |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 06:50:23
Gracias Frank for another great set of wonderful rhymes!!!Can't wait to hear the music down here in La Isla Del Encanto!!! First we got Horse's Lard now we are getting Horse's Meat'"I’m living on dog sleep/But I could not leave/I’m living on horse meat"!!!"I used to see you at the Ratskellar/sarcasm of a young feller"-Are you talking about the Rat the club in Boston? My older brother played there in the 90's and when I visited the place I just thought about the early days of the Pixies,Throwing Muses,Blake Babies etc and wished I had visited in that era. |
| vilainde |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 06:45:34
and Dirty Old Town. both covers.
Denis
I love Guitar Wolf from the Erath! |
| Cult_Of_Frank |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 06:39:28
I believe there are 26, but yeah, FM/RM has 27. Fare Thee Well is missing.
"If we hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominos will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate." |
| kfs |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 06:37:04
What a guy!
Hey...there are 25 songs listed here.
Doesn't FM/RM have 27 tracks? |
| Cult_Of_Frank |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 06:24:58
Yeah, I chuckled about that too. Floop probably still thinks he's right... :)
"If we hit that bullseye, the rest of the dominos will fall like a house of cards. Checkmate." |
| dayanara |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 06:12:56
quote:
Originally posted by frnck blck
Have you been to Boston Town/The place where I was born?
heh. hehehe.
i hate anyone who doesn't like me. |
| The New Bolero |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 04:59:39
Thanks Frank! When I saw the title of "The Real El Rey" I had this feeling that it was a reference to that Globe-Miami cafe you've spoken about on Jonathan L's radio program here in Arizona. Way to put it on the map--and distinguish it from those other wanna-be El Rey cafes that have sprung up in the area! Can't wait to hear the album. |
| Frog in the Sand |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 04:36:28
Thnks frncks.
Since you don't mention the famous "Rabbits Song", I suspect it's an extra track for the French edition :)
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| Llamadance |
Posted - 03/23/2006 : 04:19:26
That's brilliant.
If you wanted an idea for a tribute album, you could have suitably talented forum members putting those lyrics to music of their own composition. Be funny having it put together before the release of FM/RM.
That which does not kill me postpones the inevitable.
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