there are three versions of this song, lyrics switched up ever so subtle that make all the fucking difference. i just love the sheer dreariness- the drag, the unknown point made. The feeling is felt.
Someday soon, someday soon
Familiar freaks will fill your living room
Rugs lash out with their lizard tongues, you’re not getting young
You’re not getting young
And I hate to remind you but you’re going to die
All by yourself in the infancy’s lie
Someday soon, someday soon
Television bleeding like a harvest moon
Flush the scissors down the hole, you’re getting old
You’re getting old
And I hate to remind you but you’re going to die
And you’re going to be needing all of your lies
You’ll be all alone when the cannibal’s cry
All by yourself in the infancy’s lie
Someday soon, someday soon
Someday soon, someday soon
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Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Showing posts with label poetry. Show all posts
Monday, March 21, 2011
Sunday, February 6, 2011
eyesclosed xx.
And she doesn't know; he doesn't know-
but there are those that do.
and in between the two:
are the rings they drew.
drawn together.
torn together.
the rings: beneath the eyes that don't see
but show the deapth their in.
and in your head it's never what it seems;
and in your head you make a scene.
SETTLE DOWN THAT PRETTY LITTLE HEAD OF YOURS.
we all become sinners at night.
but there are those that do.
and in between the two:
are the rings they drew.
drawn together.
torn together.
the rings: beneath the eyes that don't see
but show the deapth their in.
and in your head it's never what it seems;
and in your head you make a scene.
SETTLE DOWN THAT PRETTY LITTLE HEAD OF YOURS.
we all become sinners at night.
Tuesday, February 1, 2011
(MMM)Morrison-
I often look up/read Jim Morrison's words/lyrics because i have so many rare/different versions of songs. I wanted to look up a versions of "Back Door Man" off The Complete Matrix Club Tapes. While googling, I stumbled on this article of someone who googled "What is a back door man?" I then read through the entire article, including the comments. Some of it made me laugh. One line stood out to me, "However, if there's anything I've learned with age, it is to not always trust in the obvious." Cheers! +
http://www.bernzilla.com/item.php?id=53
The article basically displays three ways that others are led to believing what the blues term of "Back Door Man" really means/stands for:
1. Referring to a man having an affair with a married woman, and presumably comes and goes through the back door of her house.
2. On a literal stance: Having Anal Sex. "When Morrison and Plant were around, anal sex was even more taboo than it is today, and society was even more likely to blow its top (no pun intended) when someone mentioned anal sex."
3. 'Back door' is in the way of SNEAKING into concerts, usually the "back door man" helps to get another in. "Sneaking" and "Back door" on two different meanings, joining as one.
As a Major doors fan there’s just too many references throughout several songs that led us to believe it only means one thing. The Affair stance. My case in point brings me to the song "The Spy." The version of this song Live At The Boston Arena, Morrison adds on how his woman’s been bad, he's seen her with another man." Even without that clip, the song alone talks about "know knowing deepest secret fears, I'm a spy, I can see, what you do, and I know." If you know Morrison, you know his ways. Wild.
That's one way I believe it's just a reference to having an affair, sneaking out the back, and being Morrison. The second reasoning is mentioned in the article. In the song "Back Door Man", when Morrison sings out: "You men eat your dinner. Eat your pork and beans. I eat more chicken any man ever seen", it shows that the wife is feeding him better than her own husband. - As mentioned. "I'm a back door man, The men don't know, But the little girl understand" Sure, I don't doubt it was meaning and being the anal aspect as well, being it was the 60's and it was Jim. But after all, Jim Morrison is all for words!
And if you really ask me- thinking of scandalous Morrison is way more exciting as the what may first seem obvious.+ ::wink::
http://www.bernzilla.com/item.php?id=53
The article basically displays three ways that others are led to believing what the blues term of "Back Door Man" really means/stands for:
1. Referring to a man having an affair with a married woman, and presumably comes and goes through the back door of her house.
2. On a literal stance: Having Anal Sex. "When Morrison and Plant were around, anal sex was even more taboo than it is today, and society was even more likely to blow its top (no pun intended) when someone mentioned anal sex."
3. 'Back door' is in the way of SNEAKING into concerts, usually the "back door man" helps to get another in. "Sneaking" and "Back door" on two different meanings, joining as one.
As a Major doors fan there’s just too many references throughout several songs that led us to believe it only means one thing. The Affair stance. My case in point brings me to the song "The Spy." The version of this song Live At The Boston Arena, Morrison adds on how his woman’s been bad, he's seen her with another man." Even without that clip, the song alone talks about "know knowing deepest secret fears, I'm a spy, I can see, what you do, and I know." If you know Morrison, you know his ways. Wild.
That's one way I believe it's just a reference to having an affair, sneaking out the back, and being Morrison. The second reasoning is mentioned in the article. In the song "Back Door Man", when Morrison sings out: "You men eat your dinner. Eat your pork and beans. I eat more chicken any man ever seen", it shows that the wife is feeding him better than her own husband. - As mentioned. "I'm a back door man, The men don't know, But the little girl understand" Sure, I don't doubt it was meaning and being the anal aspect as well, being it was the 60's and it was Jim. But after all, Jim Morrison is all for words!
And if you really ask me- thinking of scandalous Morrison is way more exciting as the what may first seem obvious.+ ::wink::
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Sunday, November 28, 2010
soft wild promises.
I'm gonna be honest and say i did cry to this, out of purest form.
"Why does my mind circle around you
Why do planets wonder what it
Would be like to be you.
All your soft wild promises were words
Birds, endlessly in flight
Birds, endlessly in flight
Your dog is still lost in the frozen woods
or he would run to you
How can he run to you
Lunging with blooded sickness on the snow
He’s still sniffing gates & searching
Strangers for your smell
which he remembers very well
Is there a moon in your window
Is madness laughing
Can you still run down beach
rocks bed below without him?
Tell them you came and saw and looked into my eyes,
Thoughts in time and out of season
calm calculus of reason."
"Why does my mind circle around you
Why do planets wonder what it
Would be like to be you.
All your soft wild promises were words
Birds, endlessly in flight
Birds, endlessly in flight
Your dog is still lost in the frozen woods
or he would run to you
How can he run to you
Lunging with blooded sickness on the snow
He’s still sniffing gates & searching
Strangers for your smell
which he remembers very well
Is there a moon in your window
Is madness laughing
Can you still run down beach
rocks bed below without him?
Tell them you came and saw and looked into my eyes,
Thoughts in time and out of season
calm calculus of reason."
Monday, November 8, 2010
wild, is in the winter winds.
we used to wait for it.
the magnetic moon, never seemed so dull.
we were raised by wolves,
and we are still wild.
you go so far.
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the magnetic moon, never seemed so dull.
we were raised by wolves,
and we are still wild.
you go so far.
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Thursday, November 4, 2010
Well I woke up this morning got the crossroad on my mind....
"If the doors of perception were cleansed everything would
appear to man as it is, infinite."
- William Blake // Aldous Huxley
i'm at a crossroad in my life, awaiting the other side. i just don't know how but it's right here.
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Tuesday, September 21, 2010
Miami 1969-
Drunken, so far gone, bearded Jim at his best. Live in Miami is hands down, sure shot, my OF ALL TIME favorite "Five to One" versions. This is the infamous Miami concert where it is said the Lizard King exposed his cock! Morrison grew tired of people not listening to his poetic words and being viewed as a "sex goddess" or a drunken musician. Morrison wanted to be known as the poet he is. You can truly hear just how fucked up he really was and how the background music is so distorted. And the rage in his voice and rath of what he really is trying to say.
"You're all a bunch of fuckin' idiots...Lettin' people tell you what you're gonna do! Lettin' people push you around! How long do you think it's gonna last?! How long are you gonna let it go on?! How long are you gonna let them push you around?! How long?! Maybe you like it! Maybe you like being pushed around! Maybe you LOVE IT! Maybe you like getting your face stuck in this shit! C'mon! Maybe you love getting pushed around! YOU LOVE IT DONT YA, YOU LOVE IT. You're all a bunch of slaves! Letting everybody push you around! - What around gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?!What are you gonna do about itttttttt?! What are you gonna do about itttttttt?! What are you gonna do?! What are you gonna do?! What are you gonna do?!!!!!"
Give it a listen, you'll be amazed and promised a laugh at how genius he is! Truly a fuckin' movement!
6:45 update after already being posted: My mom got mad when i opened our sliders to our backyard
and recitiedscreaming all of "YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF FUCKIN' SLAVES" and so on...she got mad.
"You're all a bunch of fuckin' idiots...Lettin' people tell you what you're gonna do! Lettin' people push you around! How long do you think it's gonna last?! How long are you gonna let it go on?! How long are you gonna let them push you around?! How long?! Maybe you like it! Maybe you like being pushed around! Maybe you LOVE IT! Maybe you like getting your face stuck in this shit! C'mon! Maybe you love getting pushed around! YOU LOVE IT DONT YA, YOU LOVE IT. You're all a bunch of slaves! Letting everybody push you around! - What around gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?! What are you gonna do about it?!What are you gonna do about itttttttt?! What are you gonna do about itttttttt?! What are you gonna do?! What are you gonna do?! What are you gonna do?!!!!!"
Give it a listen, you'll be amazed and promised a laugh at how genius he is! Truly a fuckin' movement!
6:45 update after already being posted: My mom got mad when i opened our sliders to our backyard
and recitiedscreaming all of "YOU'RE ALL A BUNCH OF FUCKIN' SLAVES" and so on...she got mad.
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Honors.
Two powerful figures, One classic!
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Wednesday, August 4, 2010
Favorite Quotes:
We are the notorious scapegoats, for living as others live only in their dreams at night
-Anais Nin, A Spy in the House of Love
You got my heart you got my soul you got the silver you got the gold,
a flash of love just made me blind, I don't care no that's the big surprise
-You Got the Silver, The Rolling Stones
A stranger has come to share my room in the house not right in the head, a girl mad as birds.
-Dylan Thomas
I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human with the soul of a clown
which forces me to blow it at the most important moments.
- Jim Morrison
She kissed as if she alone could forge the signature of the sun
- Saul Williams
Time has told me you're a rare rare find, a troubled cure for a troubled mind
- Nick Drake, Time Has Told Me
-Anais Nin, A Spy in the House of Love
You got my heart you got my soul you got the silver you got the gold,
a flash of love just made me blind, I don't care no that's the big surprise
-You Got the Silver, The Rolling Stones
A stranger has come to share my room in the house not right in the head, a girl mad as birds.
-Dylan Thomas
I see myself as an intelligent, sensitive human with the soul of a clown
which forces me to blow it at the most important moments.
- Jim Morrison
She kissed as if she alone could forge the signature of the sun
- Saul Williams
Time has told me you're a rare rare find, a troubled cure for a troubled mind
- Nick Drake, Time Has Told Me
Tuesday, June 15, 2010
. i am the Lizard King, I can do anything .
Today I, (human name) Victoria...social networking (which freaks me) name: Bonita,
am confirming that my favorite Doors song is.....
"Celebration of the Lizard: Lion's in the Street, Wake up, A Little Game,
The Hill Dwellers, Not to touch the Earth, Names of the Kingdom, The Palace of Exile"
After years and days, I am finally able to pick.
Nothing comes close to the words of poetry, seductive riddles, the perfect amount of sadness, the attraction of loosing your mind, the feeling of keeping it together, the act of drugs, a rush of love, the impact of what you know crashing, a vivid imagination of what's real and not real, the taste of the earth and heat of the sun and moon and stars, a glimpse of the future and a promised death.
I know, you've read it, i've said it but The Doors :: Absolutely Live 1996 boxset literally blows my mind. jesus fuck. It's nothing i've ever experienced and every time I play it, everything mentioned above is reborn. I've cried to it, i've laughed to it, i've shared it, i've let it control me and i've got turned on by it. Only two people in this world that i know of, can understand and relate to this.
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am confirming that my favorite Doors song is.....
"Celebration of the Lizard: Lion's in the Street, Wake up, A Little Game,
The Hill Dwellers, Not to touch the Earth, Names of the Kingdom, The Palace of Exile"
After years and days, I am finally able to pick.
Nothing comes close to the words of poetry, seductive riddles, the perfect amount of sadness, the attraction of loosing your mind, the feeling of keeping it together, the act of drugs, a rush of love, the impact of what you know crashing, a vivid imagination of what's real and not real, the taste of the earth and heat of the sun and moon and stars, a glimpse of the future and a promised death.
I know, you've read it, i've said it but The Doors :: Absolutely Live 1996 boxset literally blows my mind. jesus fuck. It's nothing i've ever experienced and every time I play it, everything mentioned above is reborn. I've cried to it, i've laughed to it, i've shared it, i've let it control me and i've got turned on by it. Only two people in this world that i know of, can understand and relate to this.
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Monday, June 7, 2010
blackstarr
I love seeing someone bleeding their African American Native roots and Mos Def is that.
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Sunday, June 6, 2010
artishard.
you are drawing me to you
this is your art
i am drawn
i drew a blank
and i think
it may be
the best thing
i've ever drawn
+ Saul Williams (changed my life.)
this is your art
i am drawn
i drew a blank
and i think
it may be
the best thing
i've ever drawn
+ Saul Williams (changed my life.)
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She,
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