Whorvat Posted February 4, 2017 Share Posted February 4, 2017 1 hour ago, Cerridwen said: I think you're probably the only other person on this board who knows who Jason Isbell (and The Drive-By Truckers) is/are besides me! *tips hat*..... Isbell is an incredible talent....I've posted DBT songs here several times before....including this very one. He truly is incredible. DBT was much better with him, although I think he has reached another level after doing his own thing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Twilight Sparkle Posted February 4, 2017 Share Posted February 4, 2017 incoming life story i was in a bad place after high school-- coming off finding out my first gf was cheating on me, after 6 months together (like omg 6 months hs time is like forever, talking about where to go for college and ****) with one of my "best friends" (lol best friend in hs like, have this knife, kay, i'ma turn around for a sec), then finding out from school counselor that i won't even graduate from hs, and i'd only have my grade 10 cause of something i didn't do in grade 11, so i kinda got screwed over, big time. i was also bounced around a lot in my childhood from home to home and school to school cause i was constantly moving and my parents had their issues and i was in and out of foster homes for most of my childhood, so i missed out on a lot of stuff and as a result was a troubled child and would constantly be in trouble with the teachers and had daily meetings in principals office, to the point in grade 6 was already a cynical old man who hated the system and everyone i was around at the time, i was young and stupid, and couldn't put two and two together until a little later when i smartened up, and to sum up 2006-2007, and basically my childhood 06-07 i fell into a bad crowd and was experimenting with drugs, mixing stuff with liquor, for a more intense high/black out state, been in hospital a couple of times for overdose and alcohol poisoning, all the while my parents never knew, and they wouldn't find out until years later, when i was 25 when i came clean about my post hs days, i shouldn't even be alive after 06-07, or even came out with a clean bill of health for how much i slept around for stuff. i was at least smart enough to not share needles, so there was that, but at that time, i wanted to be as blacked out as possible towards mid 2007, i didn't want that lifestyle anymore. i was about to try crack for the first time, but being in a friends basement with all these strung out people, and how depressing the atmosphere was, i stepped outside and puked, and it started to rain, this nice may morning. i shut the door, after my friends cat ran out and i walked from my friends place, near brittania secondary, to my parents place on victoria drive and 49th, a near 4 hour trek and things started to make sense as i went on towards the end of 07 and going into 08, i went to a mental health clinic on marine drive to try and get my **** together but after a couple of months it wasn't my thing because i never believed in it, cause throughout my childhood i was always seeing these people and they never once helped me so i gave up and a friend of mine hooked me up with morphine and i kinda "fell off the wagon" and was addicted to morphine for most of 2008. i found myself in a volunteer gig to do more stuff with my time and the end of 2008, i found my first job, at 20 years old, but before my first job, i felt the more things changed, the more things stayed the same. i had dreams but i was beset by creatures of my past after surviving 2008 and going into 2009, i had a completely different attitude. i finished my 3 month probation period and i also realized that i havent touched anything in a few months. with my first pay cheque in January 2009, i bought a dinky little sony cybershot camera and decided to take up photography. i started out pointing and shooting random stuff, until, one day, fast forward to 2010, i was at a friends place, and we went hiking and i saw a pretty leaf with some rain droplets on it, and i thought it was the most beautiful thing i've ever seen i still have that photo to this day, almost 7 years ago, this april and with that, at the time, i let music really be a healing thing for me, and the first song that really helped me see the beauty of this image, from a band who i always knew from the radio, but having looked up the discography, i heard a lot more than just roundabout, and these guys started the complete rebuild of my life with uplifting stuff that i wanted to hear, and i guess you could say that i had an awakening over the years from 2010-2013 i was living life as a full time working adult, trying to contribute to society but came 2014 and i was looking for a challenge and i started working in my first kitchen. i started off as a dishwasher, but quickly made my way to line cook in just 6 months but 2014 was a challenge in itself, after losing a close friend at the end of 2013, losing a friend to swine flu february 2014, and a friend to suicide in july of that year, i was forced to "leave it all at the door" and try telling that to someone who's lived their entire life of trauma but i tried however the kitchen life brought all new challenges, like working for asshole owners and just working a real thankless job as a cook and 2014-2016 brought back my demons from the past and i had a real problem with alcohol. it's not like me being a character on here and using alcohol for comedy, it was real bad, to the point in 2015 i was using it as a cry for help. i was miserable, to the point where i was having panic attacks on a daily basis, especially when i was appointed kitchem manager summer 2015, because i was literally all they had and i worked 2 weeks straight, 12+ hours a day. i nearly lost whatever friends i had left, who told me to quit there a long time ago, and my relationship almost went down the tubes and i had a real troubling liquor problem september 2015, i quit working for these guys and went to a catering place, who treated me a lot better, but it was a challenge adapting to a new schedule, going from working late nights to early mornings. i was under an enourmous amount of pressure, due to my friend, who i knew from years back, going back to my first job, put me over big time, saying that i'm some kind of game changer. it was a rough first month but i started to get it, built a relationship with everyone, but then their dishwasher went down, and they appointed me to that post. you'd think being a dishwasher is easy, but a fullblown catering place, making 11.50 an hour, for how much **** was dumped on you, it's not fun. so i went from, liking being the line cook, right back to being miserable, until i got an offer to go bACK to my old place, for a promise of a better pay because they couldn't get the staff, and i was expecting a baby at the time i took the offer to go back to my old work, and not only didn't i get what i was promised, i was back to the miserable schedule where i left in the first place. after i filled my 2 weeks notiice from the catering place. it was going to be my last day, until i found out that the baby i was expecting died. i was back to work just 2 days later and i felt myself back to square one, my past haunting me, with all of these deaths. i lasted only 3 months back at my old work, until i quit one day, telling the new kitchen manager, i don't want to do this forever-- being miserable here and cleaning up puke every night, because you over serve your costumers, so i quit, and on my way out, made sure that not only did i burn my bridges on my way out, i blew that bitch up and moved on to white spot, which i worked 11 days straight, right after being hired, because they had issues finding staff. on the 11th day, i seriously wanted to kill myself, after losing my baby, friends, the **** childhood i missed out on, all of the sexual, physical and mental abuse i had to go through throughout my life, i had enough/ it all came crashing down i was never one to have a lot of confidence, but from 2014 to 16 i was broken january 2016, post white spot, i was on EI and just riding that out and tried to rebuild my life, and i went a whole 2 months without drinking and started to get back to what i was successful before, and that was photography. once i got my first EI cheque in march i set out and did what i was good at before. all the while, i had a long term goal in place. i would be on medical EI (depression is what my doc written up) for the term that was quoted, then i would find work again after some much needed rest and mental rebuilding, may 2016, i applied first just one job, safeway bakery, and i was hired on the spot. to this day, i'm still there and i went from drinking every single day to "get by" to drinking on my days off. i met a compromise. there are days where it can be stressful because i brought my kitchen work ethic to this bakery and it's almost expected i put in 200% every day but you don't always get that if you were to ask me, buy or sell: 2015 or 2016, i'd buy on 2015, in spite of it all. '15 set the groundwork for who i am today, and really pushed my limits on how i handled everyday life, and i'm someone who has severe drug induced, childhood trauma, social anxiety and paranoia, i function really well and i'm grateful for the friends i have now, who see me as a leader, because of how much knowledge i have in life, and i'm not even 30 yet. there's still more for me to learn. i'm still a kid, at 28. i've learned a long time ago that i was put on this earth for a reason, and someone who should be dead, it's getting better, man the song that speaks to me for my 28 years on this earth, and if i'm to die tomorrow, i can die knowing that i made a difference in someone's life for being able to smarten up and use my life experience to try and help someone Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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smithers joe Posted February 4, 2017 Share Posted February 4, 2017 i don't know how to post all that stuff, but for me it had to be diamond reo's, one more day. when my wife passed away, that really helped. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tearloch7 Posted February 4, 2017 Share Posted February 4, 2017 1 hour ago, smithers joe said: i don't know how to post all that stuff, but for me it had to be diamond reo's, one more day. when my wife passed away, that really helped. For Joe .. Last night I had a crazy dream A wish was granted just for me It could be for anything I didn't ask for money Or a mansion in Malibu I simply wished for one more day with you! One more day, one more time One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied But then again, I know what it would do Leave me wishing still for one more day with you One more day First thing I'd do is pray for time to crawl I'd unplug the telephone and keep the t.v off I'd hold you every second Say a million I love you's That's what I'd do with one more day with you One more day, one more time One more sunset maybe I'd be satisfied But then again I know what it would do Leave me wishing still for one more day with you One more day, one more time One more sunset maybe I'd be satisfied But then again I know what it would do Leave me wishing still for one more day Leave me wishing still for one more day Leave me wishing still for one more day with you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
smithers joe Posted February 4, 2017 Share Posted February 4, 2017 2 hours ago, Tearloch7 said: For Joe .. Last night I had a crazy dream A wish was granted just for me It could be for anything I didn't ask for money Or a mansion in Malibu I simply wished for one more day with you! One more day, one more time One more sunset, maybe I'd be satisfied But then again, I know what it would do Leave me wishing still for one more day with you One more day First thing I'd do is pray for time to crawl I'd unplug the telephone and keep the t.v off I'd hold you every second Say a million I love you's That's what I'd do with one more day with you One more day, one more time One more sunset maybe I'd be satisfied But then again I know what it would do Leave me wishing still for one more day with you One more day, one more time One more sunset maybe I'd be satisfied But then again I know what it would do Leave me wishing still for one more day Leave me wishing still for one more day Leave me wishing still for one more day with you thank you for that lad. after 11 years, i'ld still be wishing for one more with her. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cerridwen Posted February 4, 2017 Share Posted February 4, 2017 6 hours ago, Twilight Sparkle said: if you were to ask me, buy or sell: 2015 or 2016, i'd buy on 2015, in spite of it all. '15 set the groundwork for who i am today, and really pushed my limits on how i handled everyday life, and i'm someone who has severe drug induced, childhood trauma, social anxiety and paranoia, i function really well and i'm grateful for the friends i have now, who see me as a leader, because of how much knowledge i have in life, and i'm not even 30 yet. there's still more for me to learn. i'm still a kid, at 28. i've learned a long time ago that i was put on this earth for a reason, and someone who should be dead, it's getting better, man the song that speaks to me for my 28 years on this earth, and if i'm to die tomorrow, i can die knowing that i made a difference in someone's life for being able to smarten up and use my life experience to try and help someone Am I allowed to hug you, TS? You are one of the strongest people it's my privilege to 'know'. Thank you for sharing your challenges and your victories with all of us... and for sharing the music that has helped you find your way through to this new path you find yourself upon.....One of positive steps forward into your future. It takes great courage to share one's heart and soul with 'strangers' but can also be very healing.... Your strength and positive outlook on life is inspiring..... A very wise man once told me that knowing oneself and loving oneself is the key to most everything else in life..... I wish you all the very, very best, TS... you inspire us all! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Tearloch7 Posted February 4, 2017 Share Posted February 4, 2017 Love is real, real is love Love is feeling, feeling love Love is wanting to be loved Love is touch, touch is love Love is reaching, reaching love Love is asking to be loved Love is you You and me Love is knowing we can be Love is free, free is love Love is living, living love Love is needing to be loved Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Angry Goose Posted February 4, 2017 Share Posted February 4, 2017 Can't think of too many songs that been a constant anthem for me, for sure this song. Not so much lyrically, but the melody and production capture the college/indy rock era perfectly. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
riffraff Posted February 4, 2017 Share Posted February 4, 2017 8 minutes ago, SILLY GOOSE said: Can't think of too many songs that been a constant anthem for me, for sure this song. Not so much lyrically, but the melody and production capture the college/indy rock era perfectly. This album and the one before along with bands like Texas is the reason etc - definitely a golden era for me growing up with some good friends before phones just hanging out and making it all up as we went along. if I think of lyrics to describe the above I'd have to go with this one - although obviously released well after the mid to late 90's Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
nuckin_futz Posted February 5, 2017 Author Share Posted February 5, 2017 @Twilight Sparkle well I certainly wasn't expecting a story like that when I started this thread. Thanks for sharing. This might not be your style of music, but if it is you may have found your new theme song. All that rain outside my window, it goes on and on, I know It's gettin' better every day Soon the sun will shine outside my window, when it's gonna come No I really, I couldn't say No no no no no no, it's gettin' better every day - thank you Can you hear it? Oh, it's gettin' better now, every day, yeah yeah yeah yeah I'm a hard workin' man, doin' all that I can, tryin' to make ends meet Just a-makin' my way through the jungle today, it's gettin' the best of me But it's only gettin' better, and a change is gonna come my way Yes it's only gettin' better, better every day, aha yeah I've been changin' the scene, if you know what I mean Good things are comin' my way And now I'm livin' my life, and I try doin' it right Sun shinin' every day Well it's only gettin' better, and a change is gonna come my way Yes it's only gettin' better, better every day Now it's only gettin' better, and a change is gonna come my way Yes it's only so much better, oh, gettin' better every day, yeah I can feel it, feel it gettin' better, whoa, day and night I feel it, feel it gettin' better every day Gettin' better, it's gettin' better, it's gettin' better Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tearloch7 Posted February 5, 2017 Share Posted February 5, 2017 See him wasted on the sidewalk, in his jacket and his jeans Wearin' yesterday's misfortunes like a smile Once he had a future, full of money love and dreams Which he spent like they was goin' out o' style And he keeps right on a'changin', for the better or the worse Searchin' for a shrine he's never found Never knowin' if believin', is a blessin' or a curse Or if the goin' up was worth, the comin' down He's a poet, an' he's a picker, he's a prophet, an' he's a pusher He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home He has tasted good and evil, in your bedrooms and your bars And he's traded in tomorrow for today Runnin' from his devils Lord, and reachin' for the stars And losin' all he loved, along the way But if this world keeps right on turnin', for the better or the worse And all he ever gets is older and around From the rockin' of the cradle, to the rollin' of the hearse The goin' up was worth, the comin' down He's a poet, an' he's a picker, he's a prophet, an' he's a pusher He's a pilgrim and a preacher, and a problem when he's stoned He's a walkin' contradiction, partly truth and partly fiction Takin' ev'ry wrong direction on his lonely way back home There's a lot of wrong directions, on that lonely way back home Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tearloch7 Posted February 6, 2017 Share Posted February 6, 2017 My love, she speaks like silence Without ideals or violence She doesn't have to say she's faithful Yet she's true like ice, like fire People carry roses And make promises by the hour My love she laughs like the flowers Valentines can't buy her In the dime stores and bus stations People talk of situations Read books, repeat quotations Draw conclusions on the wall Some speak of the future My love, she speaks softly She knows there's no success like failure And that failure's no success at all The cloak and dagger dangles Madams light the candles In ceremonies of the horsemen Even the pawn must hold a grudge Statues made of matchsticks Crumble into one another My love winks she does not bother She knows too much to argue or to judge The bridge at midnight trembles The country doctor rambles Bankers' nieces seek perfection Expecting all the gifts that wise men bring The wind howls like a hammer The night wind blows cold n' rainy My love, she's like some raven At my window with a broken wing Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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Tearloch7 Posted February 6, 2017 Share Posted February 6, 2017 It's a thin line that leads us and keeps a man from shame And dark clouds quickly gather along the way he came There's fear out on the mountain and death out on the plain There's heartbreak and heart-ache in the shadow of the flame Chorus: [But]this love will carry, this love will carry me I know this love will carry me The strongest web will tangle, the sweetest bloom will fall And somewhere in the distance we try and catch it all Success lasts for a moment and failure's always near And you look down at your blistered hands as turns another year Chorus These days are golden, they must not waste away For our time is like that flower and soon it will decay And though by storms we're weakened, uncertainty is sure And like the coming of the dawn it's ours for evermore Chorus Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bocivus Posted February 7, 2017 Share Posted February 7, 2017 Take the children and yourself And hide out in the cellar By now the fighting will be close at hand Don't believe the church and state And everything they tell you Believe in me, I'm with the high command Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? There's a gun and ammunition Just inside the doorway Use it only in emergency Better you should pray to God The Father and the Spirit Will guide you and protect from up here Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Swear allegiance to the flag Whatever flag they offer Never hint at what you really feel Teach the children quietly For some day sons and daughters Will rise up and fight while we stood still Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Can you hear me, can you hear me running? Can you hear me running, can you hear me calling you? Can you hear me running (can you hear me calling you?) (Can you hear me) hear me calling you? (Can you hear me running) hear me running babe? (Can you hear me running) hear me running? Calling you, calling you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Tearloch7 Posted February 7, 2017 Share Posted February 7, 2017 Sweet Sir Galahad Came in through the window In the night when The moon was in the yard. He took her hand in his And shook the long hair From his neck and he told her She'd been working much too hard. It was true that ever since the day Her crazy man had passed away To the land of poet's pride, She laughed and talked alot With new people on the block But always at evening time she cried. And here's to the dawn of their days. She moved her head A little down on the bed Until it rested softly on his knee. And there she dropped her smile And there she sighed awhile, And told him all the sadness Of those years that numbered three. Well you know I think my fate's belated Because of all the hours I waited For the day when I'd no longer cry. I get myself to work by eight But oh, was I born too late, And do you think I'll fail At every single thing I try? And here's to the dawn of their days. He just put his arm around her And that's the way I found her Eight months later to the day. The lines of a smile erased The tear tracks upon her face, A smile could linger, even stay. Sweet Sir Galahad went down With his gay bride of flowers, The prince of the hours Of her lifetime. And here's to the dawn Of their days, Of their days. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
GLASSJAW Posted February 8, 2017 Share Posted February 8, 2017 On 04/02/2017 at 0:33 PM, SILLY GOOSE said: Can't think of too many songs that been a constant anthem for me, for sure this song. Not so much lyrically, but the melody and production capture the college/indy rock era perfectly. fine, fine choice. i've been listening to that album a bit this year out of nostalgia. some bits of it just float by, but others hit just as hard as when i first heard them. perhaps an obvious choice, but this song has aged exceptionally well and makes me feel like a teen again Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Cerridwen Posted February 8, 2017 Share Posted February 8, 2017 Sometimes there just are no explanations as to why some songs 'speak'..... In the beginning, I was counting the stones on the seashore, Looking for the precious ones. Among the stones, I found many pretty things While the sea rolled on beside me all the time. And time moved on. I had collected many stones 'til I tired of them, And I think they tired of me. Some were lovely, but I was never satisfied, And the sea rolled on beside me all the time. And the wind rose, East and cold. Whisp'ring sweetly to my soul. And it said "Look you fool, You are missing precious things: Raise your eyes and look towards the sea." And so I looked: It was as if I saw the sea for the first time, And it's power captured me. All the time I had wasted seeking stones, I had missed the rolling glory of the sea. And the sea Devoured a mighty swathe of heart, overwhelmed me In a way I couldn't know, And the price for the love of greater things Was surrender to the great and cruel sea. And it stole me, and I feared the aching sea, It consumed me, drowned my mind. The wind said "Look, you fool, No matter what you do, You can't contain the ocean like a stone. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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