Feeds:
Posts
Comments

Posts Tagged ‘Dead Flowers’

I have wanted to do a post about Dead Flowers‘ songs FOREVER. As I sat to do it tonight, it became so boring. I’ve thought about this topic and these songs for over a year and here I am, bored.

That’s the killer. The no voice. It’s the killer of Improv and it’s the killer of poetry. Hell, let’s call it the Killer of Love while we’re at it. No. No. No. Don’t do it. Don’t write the line. Don’t wake in the middle of the night with that image, that fish that eats your side, that river that is dammed up with golden leaves, ice forming at the edges.

But I think I’m going with it anyway, because, let’s face it, this is not a poem. This is not Improv. This is not lovemaking and in those cases, I’d find the yes, I would do it. I would grab my pen by the throat and stab the paper. Only this blog is my paper right now. These songs are in my head and they are on youtube and it’s all pretty foolish, what with everything getting pulled eventually due to copyright clauses. See how the voices come?

I’ll give you one okay? If you are paying attention, why not come back over here with at least one other of the 4 I had in mind. Let’s compare notes.

I love this song so much. They stole everything anyway, but this has their unique twist on it. The golden age of the Stones. I love singing harmony right alongside when I’m driving in my car with it at

TURN IT UP REAL LOUD volume

back when Mick was pretty. Man did I love it when Mick was pretty.

See how I’ve even turned any day of the week into Music Monday? That’s a lot of yessing.

Read Full Post »