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| From | synchro1 <synchro1@ix.netcom.com> |
| Subject | Re: Beautiful songs..melancholy |
| Date | Thu, 31 Jan 2008 23:51:26 -0500 (EST) |
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Boat On The Charles - Todd Rundgren (why don't I leave, why don't I leave, I can't make myself believe that no one really cares for me here)
Nightime - Big Star (Get me out of here, get me out of here, I hate it here)
Roll In My Sweet Baby's Arms - as performed by Terry Melcher (where were you last Friday night, while I was lying in jail, you were out walking the streets with another man, wouldn't even throw my bail)
These Days - also as performed by Terry Melcher (don't confront me with all of my, all of my, failures - I've not forgotten them)
The Old Hand Jive - as performed by Terry...oh, to hell with it - The entire eponymous Terry Melcher album is drenced in melancholy from his Charles Manson Lament and even the "upbeat" Dr. Horowitz (backing vocals by Bruce Johnston). I consider this one of my very favorite records of all time but if you ever needed music to commit suicide by, this would be a perfect fit.
A Blossom Fell - Nat King Cole. I can't hear this without seeing the scene it is used in the film Badlands by terrence Malick, starring a young Sissy Spacek and Martin Sheen ina reteeling of the Charles Starkweather/Carol Ann Fugate killing spree (Sheen as Kit: "Boy, if I could sing like Nat King Cole.....).
A blossom fell from off a tree
It settled softly on the lips you turned to me
The gypsies say and I know why
A falling blossom only touches lips that lie
A blossom fell and very soon
I saw you kissing someone new beneath the moon
I thought you loved me, you said you loved me
We planned together to dream forever
The dream has ended, for true love died
The night a blossom fell and touched two lips that lied
A blossom fell and very soon
I saw you kissing someone new beneath the moon
I thought you loved me, you said you loved me
We planned together to dream forever
The dream has ended, for true love died
The night a blossom fell and touched two lips that lied
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