who's singin' Bruce?
Jan. 26th, 2005 01:49 pmin my brain:
... let me in: I wanna be your friend;
I want to guard your dreams and visions.
Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
And strap your hands 'cross my engines ...
... let me in: I wanna be your friend;
I want to guard your dreams and visions.
Just wrap your legs round these velvet rims
And strap your hands 'cross my engines ...
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Date: Jan. 26th, 2005 07:26 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 26th, 2005 07:54 pm (UTC)it's definitely me
Date: Jan. 26th, 2005 09:07 pm (UTC)baby this town rips the bones from your back
it's a death trap, it's a suicide rap
we've gotta get out while we're young
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Date: Jan. 26th, 2005 09:44 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: Jan. 26th, 2005 10:09 pm (UTC)Run me in: I wanna garble end;
I want American dreams and visions.
Just wrap your legs around the tired rims
And strap your hands 'cross my engines
Together Mandy we can mumble flap
It's a death trap, a suicide rap
We wanna mumble while we still run
Cause trams like us baaby we was born to run...
On the other hand, I deeply love the music. It has a dramatic structure and energy that simply blows me away every time, absolutely transcending the incomprehensible drunken biker lyrics.
I think it was an Edgar Allen Poe story about a mad doctor who loves this girl but hates her birth mark, so he invents this birthmark-burning-out machine, and he uses it on the girl only to discover that this birthmark, the flaw he obsesses about, goes allt he way town to the girl's soul, so he kills her in the process of trying to perfect her. SO it is with that song...the vocals don't do it for me, but aside from that, it's a perfect song, but if you took out the vocals, like the Poe's girl's birthmark, it would kill the song.
I feel like that mad doctor about a lot of art. There is often something irritating that is vital to a work. If I was cultured, I'd actually know what that story was called. I bet I could find it online and re-read it. Except, even though it's a great story, I don't really want to read it, because I don't like that message about how you can't get rid of imperfection. Maybe I could re-write it without that annoying moral, and it would be a perfect story.
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Date: Jan. 26th, 2005 10:34 pm (UTC)Together Mandy we can mumble flap is even better than the original lyric, though. *giggle*
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Date: Jan. 26th, 2005 10:37 pm (UTC)Me, I wish that the otherwise wonderful "Thunder Road" didn't have the line "The door's open but the ride it ain't free"---the door to his car, cuz she's gonna take that long walk from her front door to his front seat. I mean, maybe it's just me, but the price, in association with the car, always comes off to me like a "gas, grass or ass---and I don't mean gas or grass" kind of line. Like he might as well have said "from your front door to my back seat."
I suppose I shouldn't get peevish about any inference of teenage dude wanting to get some, but I do. Or I did back then, at least.
But "Born to Run" does have the kind of energy & delivery that sorta makes you want to "mumble flap" with its narrator, y'know?
i always thought. . .
Date: Jan. 27th, 2005 01:41 am (UTC)Re: i always thought. . .
Date: Jan. 27th, 2005 04:19 am (UTC)Not Poe after all
Date: Jan. 27th, 2005 04:10 pm (UTC)Re: Not Poe after all
Date: Jan. 27th, 2005 04:53 pm (UTC)But I pretty much skipped that century in formal literary study myself.