New ‘studio’ recording alert…
I wrote this a couple weeks back and posted it. Then I wrote another verse and did a (semi) proper recording:
alternate:
This Song’s About My Baby [Soundclick page]
New ‘studio’ recording alert…
I wrote this a couple weeks back and posted it. Then I wrote another verse and did a (semi) proper recording:
alternate:
This Song’s About My Baby [Soundclick page]
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
previous versions
Sunday, December 11, 2005
Thursday, February 09, 2006
Saturday, November 11, 2006
Sunday, January 27, 2008
lyrics
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
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
previous versions
Monday, November 07, 2005
Sunday, February 05, 2006
original 1982 dark new wave recording [soundclick page]
lyrics
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
Since I’ve written before in this space about being an anti-war, environmentally concerned Republican (unnecessary war only benefits the arms dealers and a dead planet is bad for business — what’s hard to understand about that?) I figure it’s probably appropriate for me to announce some changes around here…
I wish the GOP was still the party of Lincoln, civil rights, and honest, responsible government. But that fantasy is unsustainable.
It’s not a perfect fit — but I’m now a Democrat. That’s right, a capital-D Democrat.
And, like a lot of folks walking away from my former party, I’ve been drawn steadily to the new guy.
Not only is he likable — he’s whip smart and serious in a way that seems to elevate the dialog away from the same old do-anything-say-anything-to-get-elected politics of his closest rival for his party’s nomination.
Do I have qualms? Sure, I’m a fiscal conservative and he’s… well… he’s kind of a progressive.
But when’s the last time there was a genuine fiscal conservative Republican in the White House? That would be… not in my half-century-plus of memory. No, the Republicans who’ve crossed that threshold have been, by and large, disgraceful spend-and-borrow profligates and any cursory investigation of the ups and downs of US deficits and total debt will throw that into stark and unmistakable relief.
And those Republican spendthrifts have by and large thrown away the money enriching their cronies and donors — often as not on weapons systems that do not work as advertised and erode the security of the U.S.
So, while I’d certainly be more comfortable if someone, somewhere was promising smaller budgets — and might actually be counted on to deliver them (ah, there’s always the rub) — I’m actually more comfortable with someone who wants to put his spending to use in actually improving the lot of U.S. citizens instead of greedy, corrupt warmongering arms makers.
I’m voting for Obama, today.
[reprise]
A Whole ‘Nother New Morning