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Bob Corn - Love Turns Around (Fan Video)

The Smashing Pumpkins - 33

This fantastic double disc was released exactly 16 years ago. I discovered it in 1998 and it changed my life. Thank you Billy [I’m missing this mood in your recent songs].

speak to me in a language i can hear
humor me before i have to go
deep in thought i forgive everyone
as the cluttered streets greet me once again
i know i can’t be late, supper’s waiting on the table
tomorrow’s just an excuse away
so I pull my collar up and face the cold, on my own
the earth laughs beneath my heavy feet
at the blasphemy in my old jangly walk
steeple guide me to my heart and home
the sun is out and up and down again
i know i’ll make it, love can last forever
graceful swans of never topple to the earth
and you can make it last, forever you
you can make it last, forever you
and for a moment i lose myself
wrapped up in the pleasures of the world
i’ve journeyed here and there and back again
but in the same old haunts i still find my friends
mysteries not ready to reveal
sympathies i’m ready to return
i’ll make the effort, love can last forever
graceful swans of never topple to the earth
tomorrow’s just an excuse
and you can make it last, forever you
you can make it last, forever you

Bonnie “Prince” Billy - Quail and dumplings (2011)

From Google in loving memory of Freddie Mercury: today’s doodle is “Don’t stop me now” rivisited.

The Polyphonic Spree - Bullseye
[iPad app by Moonbot studios]
(gli stessi che han fatto l’app di “The Fantastic Flying Books of Mr. Morris Lessmore”)

William Elliot Whitmore - Dry

Well the song of the blackbird is mighty clear
On a mornin’ such as this
And all those useless pains & fears
Those things that i won’t miss

And the Morning Glories and Queen Anne’s lace
Baptized by the wind
These inspirations are my saving grace
In these times we’re living in

Make a hard man humble
Make a proud woman hide
Her eyes from the light of day
When all the crops have withered and died
And the soil has blown away
The ground is so dry
The river’s on its hands and knees
And i hear that tune in the breeze
The crow is callin’ and i hear him well
Up in the red bud tree
Any the stories that you’ve lived to tell
Pass ‘em down to me

Whisper the truth
Into your childrens ears
Let them know
Let them understand
Let them hear
The song of the blackbird is mighty loud
Through the evening mist
The moon is up and it looks so proud
Lookin’ down on a night, on a night like this

David Allan Coe - You never even call me by my name (live 2002)

“…Well a friend of mine named Steve Goodman wrote that song
And he told me it was the perfect country and western song
I wrote him back a letter and told him
It was not the percfect country and western song
Because he hadn’t said anything at all about mama
Or trains or trucks or prison or gettin’ drunk
Well he sat down and wrote another verse to the song and he sent it to me
And after reading it I realized
That my friend had written the perfect country and western song
And I felt obliged to include it on this album the last verse goes like this here:

Well I was drunk the day my mom got out of prison
And I went to pick her up in the rain
But before I could get to the station in a pickup truck
She got run’d over by a damned old train…”

Coven - Black Sabbath (via negrodeath)