Saturday, February 23, 2008

Now, baby, it's never... all over again.

Now, Baby, It's Never

Forever... never.

They're kind of functional equivalents. Both seemingly impossible yet, maybe paradoxically, absolutely necessary for our understanding of possitibility.

And they rhyme, better yet.

Didn't I just post a version of this song about one month ago? You can answer that yourself by looking just below to the list of previous versions, but, wait, I'll save you the trouble: yes, yes, I did. And that version did have mandolin -- but the mando was playing an accompaniment filigree on that one... and I thought the small, thin sound of the mandolin as solo accompaniment gave the song a certain programmatic poignancy...

Anyhow, it's my blog/podcast and I can do what I damn well want... and that's yet another version of this slim-as-a-diet-wafer song.

Now, Baby, It's Never

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Sunday, December 11, 2005
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Sunday, January 27, 2008

Now, Baby, It's Never

(C)2008, TK Major

Everything you say
seems to mean goodbye
Though we talked forever
I never did know why

Now baby its never
our time wont come again
This time forever baby
This time it's the end

Tonight when you kissed me
it burned me to my soul
Everything I thought I knew
was all a lie I know

Now baby its never...

I walked along the aqueduct
just before the dawn
The sun looked old and tired as it came up
but at least the night was gone

Now baby its never...

(C)2008, TK Major

Sunday, February 17, 2008

Desperation is in short supply...

Winged Victory

It is often said that trouble, trouble, at any rate, that doesn't kill us, makes us stronger.

But there are times when you'd trade all life's hard-learned lessons and ennobling sorrows for a little rest... a break in the action... the pain subsiding into a dull ache... even for a little while.

You slog forward because you think you remember somewhere that to fall behind is to succumb... to fall in the snow... to be forgotten because no one else has the strength to remember one more fallen comrade.

The point of survival is soon forgotten and it becomes a habit... or the struggle toward it... the weary momentum.

Ah... hell... it's a beautiful faux spring day here in Southern California and I live near the beach. Y'all can listen to this song -- I'm going outside...

2 Dazed 2 Care
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Monday, November 07, 2005
Sunday, February 05, 2006

original 1982 dark new wave recording [soundclick page]

2 Dazed 2 Care

Turn down this street
back down that alley
there is no escape and there is no stalling

The future is here
and it's more of the past
All I remember
is falling and falling

Leave me alone
just let me be
with wounds this deep
they just have to bleed

Desperation is short supply
I used up my panic in the crises last year
It's hard to worry, it's hard to care
when you're so tired of anger
and you're so tired of fear

Leave me alone...

No point in crying, laughing or dreaming
no point in love, no % in fear
desperation is in short supply
so tired of anger
2 dazed 2 care

(C)1981,2008, TK Major