Me Be Tuned In.
I Talk To The Wind
(McDonald-Sinfield)
Said the straight man to the late man
Where have you been
I've been here and I've been there
And I've been in between.
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.
I'm on the outside looking inside
What do I see
Much confusion, disillusion
All around me.
You don't possess me
Don't impress me
Just upset my mind
Can't instruct me or conduct me
Just use up my time.
I talk to the wind
My words are all carried away
I talk to the wind
The wind does not hear
The wind cannot hear.
Like most people Me be liking music. There were a time that Me would go out and buy just about any album, yeah albums, some of you out there still remember or have them. They be large, heavy and have pops, scratches, skips and if truth be told they generally have more personality than any ten CD's be possessing.
Like Me was saying. Me carry music around in my heart and Me got to thank my sister for turning me on to what me be thinking are some of the best tunes and bands.
Now before me sez anything else about music Me gonna hafta tell you a little bit about my aforementioned sibling. I call her Halvah, which is one of those nicknames you get that have no logical meaning, but stick just the same. Well this lady, you'd best call her lady or she'll knock you on ass, who has more love in her heart than a barrelful of monkeys on Viagra, knows the lyrics to more songs than anyone in existence. When I was just a snot nosed tadpole she'd listen to 45's on this shitty little record player from the time she came home from school til the time she went to bed, only taking a break to watch Dark Shadows (a vampire soap opera). Eventually she saved up enough money to buy a couple of LP's and it was there that I found the music that was to lead me on the road to rock. Four albums. That's all it took to connect me to so many different genres, styles and alleyways.
They were 1. Who's next (The Who) 2. Get yer ya ya's out (Rolling Stones) 3. The dark side of the moon (Pink Floyd) and 4. The court of the crimson king (King Crimson). Of course as the years went on she added so many more titles to the list, but those be the ones that got me clued in to so many other great performers. The Stones lead me into the world of blues and the Who made me look into the Brits who have so many talented musicians that Me would go nuts every time I walked into a record shop trying to decide between an Elvis Costello platter or an old Yardbirds recording (Me ended up boosting both of them). Pink Floyd did something weird and turned me on to the Grateful Dead which lead to many mind expanding experiences........
And of course King crimson and Robert Fripp who in some weird way taught me that there was a world called Jazz.
Me be carrying music around in my heart and every now and again me do remember words to a song that strike so deeply that Me just got to talk to someone about them.
If you liked the lyrics at the top of the page you can check out the band by clicking on the picture at the top of the post.
Scary’s Note: This music ain't for the weak of mind nor the faint of heart. If you do proceed, you be doing so at your own risk.
Me No Feelin lighthearted.
10 comments:
Being from Nashville, I was into the old country greats like Johnny Cash and Roy Acuff. THe Grand Ole Opry ran at 50,000 watts and that was pretty much all we could pick up on the farm at night where I lived because FM had to cut back. Yeah. I had a crystal radio clipped to my lamp and listened to Minnie Pearl make bad jokes I couldn't remember but laughed at anyway. I loved Hank Snow, the Statler Brothers. I can't say they left me as much as I left them and moved onto punk? SKA? dunno. I like some of the Misfits way too much. Jeff Beck's "I'm a loser" gets me every time. But then sometimes I still break down and wanna cry when I hear Merle Haggard and Willy Nelson. Music. One of the things humans do magically.
I knew there was a reason you and I get each other, Scary. I was once so obsessed with King Crimson and bought nearly every record that they had made up to the mid nineties. I have calmed down a bit but still listen to them quite often. "I talk to the wind" is the song that I identify with. The mellotrons that Fripp used, as well as his diamond edged riffing on guitar, were so menacing, haunting, and beautiful, if there can be such a thing.
Greg Lake was such a loser for quitting KC and forming ELP. The same could be said about John Wetton selling his nut sack to Satan to form Asia. I guess they weren't all bad after Crimson, just not Crimson.
Who's Next is an essential album for any teenager who needs to be enlightened. One of my favorite albums of all time as well.
Dark Side of the Moon~ Are you kidding me? If you don't hear this at least once with head phones, understanding the lyrics, and contemplate your mortality, then you are truly missing out on one of the most essential spiritual experiences of this modern age.
Rolling Stones~ They just kick ass. I've seen them three times live and I never tire of seeing their old selves making new bands look like pathetic wannabees. Who could out rock these guys? I don't even think Aerosmith can do this now.
It amazes me that younger generations don't necessarily listen to older music at all. That's weird to me. Even though I grew up with 60s and 70s music, I wasn't completely in the dark on 50s music. I listened to some and knew a lot about it. There are kids today that don't even know who The Beatle are. Blasphomy!
Oh, wow, Scary -- this is like a walk down Nostalgia Lane. I'd come home from school and listen to the 45s I blew my allowance on, with a break to watch 'Dark Shadows.'
I know King Crimson, too, and love, love, love 'Dark Side of the Moon.' I still have a cabinet full of vinyl. And a turntable. I love it that you can get most of the old stuff on CDs -- you can't very well pop an LP into the CD player in the car.
Variant is right -- it's a shame that kids today are missing out on a lot of pure greatness.
Needs more cowbell.
Oh my effing G. Seriously. Dyck is a mess.
"I got a fevah. And the only cure is more cowbell"
Loves it.
Plus I am way into old music from the 50's, 60's and 70's. Sam Cooke is my absolute favorite artist from that time with an amazing soulful voice that is incredible to listen to.
Me must say that these are the best comments me has ever recieved for a post. Me truly loves you folks. Thanks.
Everything needs more cowbell.
STOMP.
Just ordered a kick ass NRBQ cd from amazon, but am on vacation and have to wait to get it....I like your musical vibes Scary..you da man/monster
OH and found a complete download of Genesis SELLING ENGLAND BY TEH POUND which was like one of my fav records long ago..after hearing it again, I remember why...THAT'S why I am flying up to The Meadowlands in Septemeber to see them again...after all these years...my only other wish is that Peter Gabriel would show...wow!
Like Corn Dog, my earliest memories of music was C&W, mostly Bluegrass, but it was what other people were listening to; my mother, aunts and uncles, older cousins. The crooners, Bing and Frank didn't move me. It wasn't my music.
...It was Bill Haley & the Comets, Jerry Lee Lewis, and the phenomenon of the era Buddy Holly that awoke the love of music in me. While I wasn't really a fan of the classic Doo-Wop, there were many songs from the 50s that I still count as favorites.
...Ah, the 60s - to me the greatest decade of music ever - I was 12 years-old in 1960, at the thresh-hold of the impressionable teens. It was simple, easy- listening rock then - I don't think anyone foresaw what was going to happen in 1964.
...The British Invasion is probably the most influential event ever to shape the world of music, a close second being the Vietnam War.
...Favorite song? Favorite group? I cannot give an answer to either question. If I did now and you asked me next week, you'd get a different reply. The same would go the week after and so on.
Scary, your post and my attempt to comment has inspired me to realize that this subject deserves a post of its own at my own blog.
..."Just give me that old time rock and roll..."
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