My post on female instrumentalists in June was a big hit, and so was the follow-up earlier this month! Consequently, I will be pumping this well of content in this and future posts - and I may even have an idea for a regular series based on it!
Christy and Stephanie both mentioned guitar virtuoso Kaki King:
Renee reminded me of my middle school fave, Fallin’ by Alicia Keys:
Bravo had a couple of great suggestions. The first was Mo Tucker, drummer for the Velvet Underground (who seem to have a great good bit of problematic content, I should note for the sake of stuff). This is “I'm Waiting For The Man”:
Joanna Newsom, a harpist and singer/songwriter also suggested by Bravo, is an artist I’ve heard of but haven’t bothered to check out yet. I like her creepiness and odd, striking voice. This is "The Book of Right On".
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Wednesday, July 28, 2010
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Fallin Lyrics
ReplyDeleteI keep on fallin'
In and out of love
With you
Sometimes I love ya
Sometimes u make me blue
Sometimes I feel good
At times I feel used
Lovin you darlin'
Makes me so confused
I keep on
Fallin'
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
Oh, oh , I never felt this way
How do you give me so much pleasure
And cause me so much pain
Just when I think
I've taken more than would a fool
I start fallin' back in love with you
I keep on
Fallin'
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
Bridge
Oh baby
I, I, I, I'm fallin'
I, I, I, I'm fallin'
Fall
I keep on
Fallin'
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
I'm fallin'
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
I'm fallin'
In and out of love with you
I never loved someone
The way that I love you
What?
I'm Waiting For The Man lyrics:
I'm waiting for my man
Twenty-six dollars in my hand
Up to Lexington, 125
Feel sick and dirty, more dead than alive
I'm waiting for my man
Hey, white boy, what you doin' uptown?
Hey, white boy, you chasin' our women around?
Oh pardon me sir, it's the furthest from my mind
I'm just lookin' for a dear, dear friend of mine
I'm waiting for my man
Here he comes, he's all dressed in black
Beat up shoes and a big straw hat
He's never early, he's always late
First thing you learn is you always gotta wait I'm waiting for my man
Up to a Brownstone, up three flights of stairs
Everybody's pinned you, but nobody cares
He's got the works, gives you sweet taste
Ah then you gotta split because you got no time to waste
I'm waiting for my man
Baby don't you holler, darlin' don't you bawl and shout
I'm feeling good, you know I'm gonna work it on out
I'm feeling good, I'm feeling oh so fine
Until tomorrow, but that's just some other time
I'm waiting for my man
The Book Of Right On lyrics:
We should shine a light on, a light on.
And the book of right-on is right on, it was right on,
I killed my dinner with karate -
kick 'em in the face, taste the body;
shallow work is the work that I do.
Do you want to sit at my table?
My fighting fame is fabled
and fortune finds me fit and able.
And you do say
that you do pray
and you do say
that you're okay.
Do you want to run with my pack?
Do you want to ride on my back?
Pray that what you lack does not distract.
And even when you ruin through my mind
something else is in front; you're behind.
And I don't have to remind you
to stick with your kind
And you do say (...)
And even when you touch my face
you know your place.
We should shine a light on, a light on. (...)