The New and Improved what song are you listening to now thread!

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LOVE that song! Thanks for reminding me about it.
No problem. Tom Waits is a great song writer. Many different groups, from the Eagles to Sara Mclachlan, have recorded his tunes. For example, most people probably remember Ol' 55 as an Eagles tune, but it was originally written and performed by Tom Waits. Some people are put off by Waits' gravel voice, but I like it. I once heard that his voice was "soaked in bourbon, hung up for a few months in the smokehouse, and then taken out and run over by a car." Yeah, it's an aquired taste.

Today, though, I had to listen to the Blues:

Still Rainin' - Jonny Lang

Clouds, one by one, fill the sky
Just like these tears that fill my eyes
I know by now she ain't comin' back
I watch my world slowly fade into black

Look out my window it's still rainin'
Look out my window it's still rainin'

They say that time heals everything
I've felt the pain that love can bring
It don't get no better with each passing day
Any hope I had is slowly slipping away

Look out my window, it's still rainin'
Look out my window, it's still rainin'

I thought the morning would rescue me
But the rain keeps falling endlessly, endlessly
Sometimes I wonder what'll become of me
There ain't much left of what I used to be
Her love shone on me like the morning light
Now here I am alone again tonight

Look out my window, it's still rainin'
Look out my window, it's still rainin'

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Doors.....The End
For me, that song always brings to mind the first minutes of the film Apocalypse Now, as the helicopter rotors fade into the overhead fan blades in that sweaty Saigon hotel room:

"Saigon, shit. I'm still only in Saigon...Everyone gets everything he wants. I wanted a mission, and for my sins they gave me one."

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For me, that song always brings to mind the first minutes of the film Apocalypse Now, as the helicopter rotors fade into the overhead fan blades in that sweaty Saigon hotel room:

"Saigon, shit. I'm still only in Saigon...Everyone gets everything he wants. I wanted a mission, and for my sins they gave me one."

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That song fits that movie in every way so perfectly!! From when Sheen is kungfuing the mirror to the very creepy and intense end scene.
 
I dont know the artist name but the song is called "I love Chinese"

ANy one know who sang it?



akshay
 
Standing on the beach
With a gun in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring down the barrel
At the arab on the ground
I can see his open mouth
But I hear no sound

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an arab

I can turn
And walk away
Or I can fire the gun
Staring at the sky
Staring at the sun
Whichever I chose
It amounts to the same
Absolutely nothing

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an arab

I feel the steel butt jump
Smooth in my hand
Staring at the sea
Staring at the sand
Staring at myself
Reflected in the eyes
Of the dead man on the beach
The dead man on the beach

I'm alive
I'm dead
I'm the stranger
Killing an arab

Oh Meursault
 
Someday I would like to take a river boat from Memphis to New Orleans.
And stop at blues bars along the way to listen to the locals play.
But I would begin on Beale Street:

Walking in Memphis - Marc Cohn

Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
W.C. Handy -- won't you look down over me
Yeah I got a first class ticket
But I'm as blue as a boy can be

Then I'm walking in Memphis
Walking with my feet ten feet off of Beale
Walking in Memphis
But do I really feel the way I feel

Saw the ghost of Elvis on Union Avenue
Followed him up to the gates of Graceland
Then I watched him walk right through
Now security they did not see him
They just hovered 'round his tomb
But there's a pretty little thing
Waiting for the King
Down in the Jungle Room

They've got catfish on the table
They've got gospel in the air
And Reverend Green be glad to see you
When you haven't got a prayer
But boy you've got a prayer in Memphis

Now Muriel plays piano
Every Friday at the Hollywood
And they brought me down to see her
And they asked me if I would --
Do a little number
And I sang with all my might
And she said --
"Tell me are you a Christian child?"
And I said "Ma'am I am tonight"

Put on my blue suede shoes
And I boarded the plane
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
Touched down in the land of the Delta Blues
In the middle of the pouring rain
 
Angel of Harlem - U2

(for Billie Holiday)

Blue light on the avenue
God knows they got to you
An empty glass, the lady sings
Eyes swollen like a bee sting
Blinded you lost your way
Through the side streets and the alleyway
Like a star exploding in the night
Falling to the city in broad daylight
An angel in devils shoes
Salvation in the blues
You never looked like an angel
Yeah yeah...angel of harlem
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15th post
What If God Was One Of Us - Joan Osborne

If God had a name what would it be?
And would you call it to his face?
If you were faced with him
In all his glory
What would you ask if you had just one question?

And yeah, yeah, God is great
Yeah, yeah, God is good
Yeah, yeah, yeah-yeah-yeah

What if God was one of us?
Just a slob like one of us
Just a stranger on the bus
Trying to make his way home

If God had a face what would it look like?
And would you want to see
If seeing meant that
you would have to believe
in things like heaven and in Jesus and the saints
and all the prophets

Trying to make his way home
Back up to heaven all alone
Nobody calling on the phone
'cept for the Pope maybe in Rome

Just trying to make his way home
Like a holy rolling stone
Back up to heaven all alone
Just trying to make his way home
Nobody calling on the phone
'cept for the Pope maybe in Rome
 
"Fat and Skinny Asses"--Piebald

We're calling all allies down because we're so sick of waiting around
Watching you simply destroy yourself, cosmetics and all
Trying to not find your plans, like combing the beach with more sand
I'm light of foot and you're light of heart
So watch where you step and I'll watch where I stab
The end of our rope is a couch and it's hanging us ever so slightly
Tilt your head so we don't have to move a muscle at all
Sitting ourselves to a death, not painful or quick in the least
Do we have plans at all?
This long weekend was too much for me
Too long and difficult to swallow down
What have I got to say for myself?
Well, I really got that dishwasher good
Long day, longer than most I am sure
Heat wave, hotter than most I am sure
The fan is on, but I am not feeling so cool
Next to you, I still am not feeling so cool
Yeah, well, I can't stand that look on your face
Because I know you put it there
Fun is how you make it, not where you make it, so take it
Why don't you get your running start, it fears you just like I do
I know you're tired, I know, but what if this was the last day on earth?
 
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