The "Lyric Without Music" Daily Review

Pet_Sounds · 03-26-2014, 08:11 PM

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I get your drift, Taxman.

Don't have time fo an entry tonight, but I just wanted to say to anybody, feel free to PM a recommendation to me, and I'll be glad to review it. You don't want to have me call on Briks again, do you!

Pet_Sounds · 03-27-2014, 08:54 PM

Good evening. Tonight's lyrics are rather cryptic. I will not attempt to decipher them, as that would detain me from more worthy pursuits far too long. I present...

Clocks - Coldplay

As some of you might know, I was almost aborted. My mother made the difficult decision to keep me. My father was off in England at university when I was born. He didn't even know she was pregnant. It was a year later that, after having been essentially alienated from most of the people in her life, she finally told him her child was his. Thankfully, he was decent enough to shoulder the responsibility of parenthood. Anyhow, those first few years were rough. Luckily, I remember very little. One thing I do recall is the song my mother would sing me to sleep with:

"My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf, so it stood ninety years on the floor. It was taller by height than the old man himself, but it weighed not a pennyweight more. It was bought on the morn of the day when he wa born, and was always his pleasure and pride. But it stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died..."

Reading these lyrics made me think once again of those first few years. And how that song seemed like the tick of a clock, keeping life in time. As Billy Joel once said:

"Someday, we'll all be gone, but lullabies live on and on. They never die, that's how you, and I, will be."

9/10. For nostalgia.

I have decided not to reveal the song titles I will be reviewing next. I do want some shock value! Good night to all, and thank-you for reading. Until we meet again...

Pet_Sounds · 03-28-2014, 07:40 PM

Good evening. If you are expecting a long, philosophical review and in-depth interpretation of this song's lyrics, you are in for a disappointment.

Under the Boardwalk - The Drifters

My job is easy tonight. No mystery here. This song is simply about a guy having fun with his baby on a blanket under the boardwalk. And I don't think they'll be playing Parcheesi. These lyrics seem pretty loaded for 1964. In fact, in one version, the line "we'll be falling in love" was actually "we'll be making love", which resulted in some radio stations banning the song.

6/10. Rather unimaginative.

If anyone is interested, tomorrow is recommendation day, and I don't have one yet. You have until noon EDT tomorrow to suggest a song, otherwise... I will review the next song on the Top 500. But for now, my fellow Banterers, I bid you good night.

03-26-2014, 08:11 PM	#1 (permalink)
Pet_Sounds Remember the underscore Join Date: Feb 2014 Location: The other side Posts: 2,488	^ I get your drift, Taxman. Don't have time fo an entry tonight, but I just wanted to say to anybody, feel free to PM a recommendation to me, and I'll be glad to review it. You don't want to have me call on Briks again, do you! __________________ Everybody's dying just to get the disease

03-27-2014, 08:54 PM	#2 (permalink)
Pet_Sounds Remember the underscore Join Date: Feb 2014 Location: The other side Posts: 2,488	Good evening. Tonight's lyrics are rather cryptic. I will not attempt to decipher them, as that would detain me from more worthy pursuits far too long. I present... Clocks - Coldplay As some of you might know, I was almost aborted. My mother made the difficult decision to keep me. My father was off in England at university when I was born. He didn't even know she was pregnant. It was a year later that, after having been essentially alienated from most of the people in her life, she finally told him her child was his. Thankfully, he was decent enough to shoulder the responsibility of parenthood. Anyhow, those first few years were rough. Luckily, I remember very little. One thing I do recall is the song my mother would sing me to sleep with: "My grandfather's clock was too large for the shelf, so it stood ninety years on the floor. It was taller by height than the old man himself, but it weighed not a pennyweight more. It was bought on the morn of the day when he wa born, and was always his pleasure and pride. But it stopped, short, never to go again, when the old man died..." Reading these lyrics made me think once again of those first few years. And how that song seemed like the tick of a clock, keeping life in time. As Billy Joel once said: "Someday, we'll all be gone, but lullabies live on and on. They never die, that's how you, and I, will be." 9/10. For nostalgia. I have decided not to reveal the song titles I will be reviewing next. I do want some shock value! Good night to all, and thank-you for reading. Until we meet again... __________________ Everybody's dying just to get the disease

03-28-2014, 07:40 PM	#3 (permalink)
Pet_Sounds Remember the underscore Join Date: Feb 2014 Location: The other side Posts: 2,488	Good evening. If you are expecting a long, philosophical review and in-depth interpretation of this song's lyrics, you are in for a disappointment. Under the Boardwalk - The Drifters My job is easy tonight. No mystery here. This song is simply about a guy having fun with his baby on a blanket under the boardwalk. And I don't think they'll be playing Parcheesi. These lyrics seem pretty loaded for 1964. In fact, in one version, the line "we'll be falling in love" was actually "we'll be making love", which resulted in some radio stations banning the song. 6/10. Rather unimaginative. If anyone is interested, tomorrow is recommendation day, and I don't have one yet. You have until noon EDT tomorrow to suggest a song, otherwise... I will review the next song on the Top 500. But for now, my fellow Banterers, I bid you good night. __________________ Everybody's dying just to get the disease