Showing posts with label bob dylan ladies and gents. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bob dylan ladies and gents. Show all posts

February 2, 2009

My Chemical Romance Covers Bob Dylan?!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!

*horrified screams, gasps and faints*

DAMN THEM TO HELL! DAMN THEM I SAID! DAMN IT! DAMN IT!

Get me Jackob!

It has none of the feel of the original, the video is stupid, they made it more incomprehensible than the original, and if you're not going to cover the whole 11 minute epic DON'T DO ANYTHING AT ALL.

Of course...my bias may come from the fact that I don't think MCR could do justice to a cat being skinned in a blender. But...I hate Dylan covers. Not all of them, just a lot of them. It didn't help that particular cover was garbage all round. Damn young punks can't appreciate ANYTHING.

I'm already sanitizing my ears with the original...rocking in the corner of my closet. God how I do hate everything.

They're selling postcards of the hanging
They're painting the passports brown
The beauty parlor is filled with sailors
The circus is in town
Here comes the blind commissioner
They've got him in a trance
One hand is tied to the tight-rope walker
The other is in his pants
And the riot squad they're restless
They need somewhere to go
As Lady and I look out tonight
From Desolation Row

Cinderella, she seems so easy
"It takes one to know one," she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning
"You Belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says," You're in the wrong place, my friend
You better leave"
And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On Desolation Row

December 15, 2008

Can't wait

So...yeah, I've been listening to Time Out of Mind probably a little more than I should be...I was afraid, when I first bought it, that this would be the only Dylan album I didn't like. And...ehhh, maybe it comes close to being the one I don't like, since unlike my usual collection I don't walk around quoting every single song on the album.

In other unsurprising news, I'm still Dylan's biatch.

I can't wait
Wait for you to change my mind
It's late
I'm tryin' to walk the line
Well it's way past midnight
And there's some people all around
Some on their way up
Some on their way down
The air burns and I'm tryin to think straight
And I don't know how much longer I can wait

I'm your man
I've tried to recover the sweet love that we knew
You understand
That my heart can't go on beating without you
Well your loveliness has wounded me
I'm reeling from the blow
I wish I knew what it was that keeps me loving you so
I'm breathin' hard standin' at the gate
And I don't know how much longer I can wait

Skies are gray
I'm looking for anything that will bring a happy glow
Night or day
It doesn't matter where I go anymore I just go
If I ever saw you comin' I don't know what I might do
I'd like to think I could control myself
But it isn't true
That's how it is
When things disintegrate
And I don't know how much longer I can wait

I'm doomed to love you
I been rollin' through stormy weather
I'm thinkin' of you
And all the places we could roam together
It's mighty funny
The end of time has just begun
Oh honey, after all these years you're still the one
Well I'm strollin' through the lonely graveyard of my mind
I left my life with you
Somewhere back there along the line
I thought somehow that I would be spared this day
I don't know how much longer I can wait

November 7, 2008

Things sure have changed

I think I might have posted this before *blink* but yeah, now that all the festivities have died down I'm back to being unresponsive and depressed about my condition. Let the good times roll!

Once again Bob brings you nothing but the truth.

A worried man with a worried mind
No one in front of me and nothing behind
There's a woman on my lap and she's drinking champagne
Got white skin, got assassin's eyes
I'm looking up into the sapphire tempered skies
I'm well dressed, waiting on the last train

Standin' on the gallows with my head in the noose
Any minute now I'm expectin' all hell to break loose

People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed.

This place ain't doin' me any good
I'm in the wrong town, I should've been in Hollywood
Just for a second there I thought I saw something move
Gonna take dancin' lessons, do the jitterbug rag
Ain't no shortcuts, gonna dress in drag
Only a fool in here would think he got anythin' to prove

Lotta water under the bridge, lotta other stuff too
Don't get up gentlemen, I'm only passing through

People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed.

I've been walkin' forty miles of bad road
If the Bible is right the world will explode
I been tryin' to get as far away from myself as I can
Some things are too hot to touch
The human mind can only stand so much
You can't win with a losing hand

Feel like falling in love with the first woman I meet
Puttin' her in a wheelbarrow and wheelin' her down the street

People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed.

I hurt easy, I just don't show it
You can hurt someone and not even know it
The next sixty seconds could be like an eternity
Gonna get lowdown, gonna fly high
All the truth in the world adds up to one big lie
I'm in love with a woman that don't even appeal to me

Mr. Jinx and Miss Lucy they jumped in a lake
I'm not that eager to make a mistake

People are crazy and times are strange
I'm locked in tight, I'm out of range
I used to care, but things have changed.

September 22, 2008

Oh, Bob Dylan. I hate and I love

Anyone that knows me probably knows quite well that Dylan is basically my nigga. That's right I said it and I'll say it again. I'd follow him to Hell if I needed (even though I don't know how that'd be possible, the man is a saint...right?).

I hate him right now for "Dreamin' of You". It's an outtake from Time Out of Mind I think and it's being officially released on the 8th in his Bootleg Series, Tell Tale Signs. If you aren't hip, the "bootleg series" is basically Bob gettin' a check without having to do much. It's a compilation of unreleased/unheard songs and I've heard they range between "godly" and "put that shit back on the shelf!" I don't buy Dylan compilations, only albums *shrug* I can't be dishin' out money to this fool forever...he's already got me chained to the fence post.

Anyway, "Dreamin' of You" is like the newest single from Tell Tale Signs. Please tell me why I can't stop blasting this shit at least 5 times a day like I'm gonna die without it? I hate you Dylan. This ain't even cool.

And look at these lyrics. I'm ILL.

The light in this place is really bad
Like being in the bottom of a stream
Any minute now, I'm expecting to wake up from a dream
Miss so much the softest touch
Like the grave of some child
Who neither wept nor smiled
I'm hiding my faith in the rain

I've been dreamin' of you
That's all I do
And it's driving me insane

Somewhere dawn is breaking
Light is streaking across the floor
Church bells are ringing
I wonder who they're ringing for
Travel under any star
You'll see me wherever you are
The shadowy past is so vague and so vast,
I'm sleeping in the palace of pain

I've been dreamin' of you
That's all I do
But it's driving me insane

Maybe they'll get me, maybe they won't
But whatever, it won't be tonight
I wish your hand was in mine right now,
We could go where the moon is wide
For years they had me locked in a cage,
Then they threw me onto the stage
Somethings just last longer then you thought they would
And they never ever explain

I'm dreamin' of you
That's all I do
And it's driving me insane

Well, I eat when I'm hungry
Drink when I'm dry
Live my life on the square
Even if the flesh falls off my face
It won't matter as long as you're there
Feel like a ghost in love
Underneath the heavens above
Feel further away then I ever did before
Feel further than I can take

Dreamin' of you, that's all I do,
But it's driving me insane

Everything in the way is so shy like the day
In queer and unusual form
Spirals of golden haze here in there in a blaze
Like beams of light in a star.
Maybe you're here or maybe you weren't
Maybe you touched somebody and got burned
The silent sun has got me on the run
Burning a hole in my brain

I'm dreamin' of you,
That's all I do
But it's driving me insane.