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River

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Need some soothing music? Working hard and want something non-obtrusive but not electronic?
Try Daniel Bachman‘s River
Yes it’s folky with just one guitar… Don’t say I didn’t warn you

http://www.npr.org/player/embed/404239750/404437360

I don’t know why, it reminds me of the background music in Josh T. Pearson‘s Last Of The Country Gentlemen
Of course his voice adds a lot.

Perhaps you know his band Lift to Experience? Their 2001 album The Texas-Jerusalem Crossroads was also great!

Reminds me of late-period (posthumously released) Jeff Buckley material

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May 13, 2015 at 01:15

Stay/Go

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If I should stay
Well, I would only be in your way
And so I’ll go, and yet I know
That I’ll think of you each step of my way






And I will always love you
I will always love you
Bitter-sweet memories
That’s all I have, and all I’m taking with me
Good-bye, oh, please don’t cry
‘Cause we both know that I’m not
What you need
But I will always love you
I will always love you

And I hope life, will treat you kind
And I hope that you have all
That you ever dreamed of
Oh, I do wish you joy
And I wish you happiness
But above all this
I wish you love


So you all know Whitney’s cover from the Bodyguard soundtrack. But had you heard Dolly’s original version or even Chris Cornell’s cover? It turns out we owe the Whitney version to Kevin Costner who’s a big country fan and really insisted she sing it…

It’s one of those posts again… you know the ones? Slightly bittersweet and heartwrenching for no clear or immediate reason. Just for the theme and the beauty of the music!
I apologize; but it’s gonna be good. In that “hurts so good” kinda way.
And right now I’m going in for the kill





This time you asked where I rested my head last night
Last time you left I got my drunk ass whupped in a fight
My whole life’s been one cliched country unfinished line after line after line after line
It’s been the curse of my crazy koo-kooed up clocks most all of my lifes time after time after time
From the start I told you of my dark colourful chequered past, ya had to ask and how I ruined the lives of those I loved without so much as a bass ackwards glance
And the long winding roads buried down and blacked out towards recovery
And how it took the great god Jehovah His self to re-uncover me
I said sometimes it’s better just not to ask
But your love stood strong and pressed hard-on through that
Maybe I should’ve lied but my two wrongs wouldn’t a made it right.
And however pathetic it sounds upon it’s hearing it’s true I have been tried
and have tried, and god knows I’ve asked him why
So do you want me back or to back pack up all of my things
Maybe If I had not drank
All of my money behind the bars I just coulda bought you a ring
And from the last doin’ time I got those walkin’ papers bailed up and outta your jail I’d barely been unpacked and that makes twice now in four to six months that I’ve had to ask your ass back
Sweetheart you just gotta let me know
Should I stay and if not, where the hell you reckon I oughta go?
I know it’s backass thinkin’ but please forgive what I do when I’ve been drinkin’ when I’m down and out so lost, lonesome and alone
You know I ain’t the letter writin’ kind print or type but then back when we started this romancingly stoned little adventure bitch I done told your ass now twice
And I know, that I know, that I know, no one knows more that than I, that I was wrong and still I can barely say I’m sorry with the fuckin’ song
And If you don’t want it that I should stay, just say
I’ll understand your needs either way, come what may
I know it’s all my fault and the bloody marriage to the deep alco-hole
I know it’s sad to say but right now these shots keep me sane, sober and alive
I love you more humanly possible than mere earthly words could describe and if I tried even in the heavenly tongues it’s purity mere language would still simply just pervert
And what little I am able to know of love I know that it hurts, it’s sick, it’s sick, it’s sick
It’s a sickness unto death and it’s a hell and at it’s best well hell there just ain’t nothin’ worse
I ain’t strung out or playing games stringin that lovely sass along and I’ve tried and I’ve tried and I’ve tried to explain myself, my sins, my heart, and my oh so very wrongs
Believe me babe it ain’t you hell knows why I do the dumb shit I do-do or think but dammit, heaven knows my heart It has been tried and has tried and god knows I’ve asked him why
And I know it don’t make it right singin’ a simple lullaby
But please accept my humble song.
It ain’t got shit to do with you and by god that’s god’s honest truth
There’s more in a man than the liquor and the lust that can make him anything but strong
And your the guiding light for which I live and I have nothing else that I could give and so I sing to you my song
And no, it’s not an excuse when I confess my love to you
And say I’m sorry with a song.
And woman when you know that I’m still runnin’, but your love if it keeps on comin’
I’m bound to circle round, line up, staring straight back into you.
And I know it don’t make it right singing a simple lullaby
But please accept my sorry with a song


Now that’s a gorgeous monster of a track, sprawling and country-tinged. Beautiful lyrics. The only guy who could follow it is Bob




It ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
It don’t matter, anyhow
An’ it ain’t no use to sit and wonder why, babe
If you don’t know by now
When your rooster crows at the break of dawn
Look out your window and I’ll be gone
You’re the reason I’m trav’lin’ on
Don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
That light I never knowed
An’ it ain’t no use in turnin’ on your light, babe
I’m on the dark side of the road
Still I wish there was somethin’ you would do or say
To try and make me change my mind and stay
We never did too much talkin’ anyway
So don’t think twice, it’s all right

It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
Like you never did before
It ain’t no use in callin’ out my name, gal
I can’t hear you anymore
I’m a-thinkin’ and a-wond’rin’ all the way down the road
I once loved a woman, a child I’m told
I give her my heart but she wanted my soul
But don’t think twice, it’s all right

I’m walkin’ down that long, lonesome road, babe
Where I’m bound, I can’t tell
But goodbye’s too good a word, gal
So I’ll just say fare thee well
I ain’t sayin’ you treated me unkind
You could have done better but I don’t mind
You just kinda wasted my precious time
But don’t think twice, it’s all right



This is the Whitmark Demo and it’s even better!

Now let’s use Dylan as a smooth transition towards the next track.

Chelsea Girl is a fantastic album by Nico that you might know from the Velvet Underground’s first album, the famous banana one
So anyway, she gathered all the best songwriters on her solo debut: Bob Dylan, Tim Hardin, The Velvet Underground boys and a young prodigy called Jackson Browne. He wrote the amazing These Days and The Fairest of the seasons which is more relevant for today’s theme





Now that it’s time
Now that the hour hand has landed at the end
Now that it’s real
Now that the dreams have given all they had to lend
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And maybe try another time

And do I really have a hand in my forgetting

Now that I’ve tried
Now that I’ve finally found that this is not the way
Now that I turn
Now that I feel it’s time to spend the night away
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And maybe finally spit the rind
And do I really understand the undernetting

Yes and the morning has me looking in your eyes and seeing mine
Warning me to read the signs carefully

Now that it’s love
Now that the candle’s falling smaller in my mind
Now that it’s here
Now that I’m almost not so very far behind
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And maybe fall another side
And do I really have a sound that I can ride on

Now that I can
Now that it’s easy ever easy all around
Now that I’m near
Now that I’m falling to the sunlights and to song
I want to know
Do I stay or do I go
And do I have to do just one
And can I choose again if I should lose the reason

Yes and the morning has me looking in your eyes and seeing mine
Warning me to read the signs oh carefully

Now that I smile
Now that I’m laughing even deeper in the side
Now that I see
Now that I finally found the one thing I denied
Its now I know
Do I stay or do I go
And it is finally I decide
That I’ll be leaving in the fairest of the seasons



And I leave you with something upbeat. Same question / different rhythm:
Should I Stay or Should I Go?





Oh yeeeeeaaaaah

Wooh!

Darling you got to let me know
Should I stay or should I go?
If you say that you are mine
I’ll be here ’til the end of time
So you got to let me know
Should I stay or should I go?

Always tease tease tease
You’re happy when I’m on my knees
One day is fine, next day is black
So if you want me off your back
Well come on and let me know
Should I stay or should I go?

Should I stay or should I go now?
Should I stay or should I go now?
If I go there will be trouble
An’ if I stay it will be double
So come on and let me know!

This indecision’s bugging me
Esta indecision me molesta
If you don’t want me, set me free
Si no me quieres, librame
Exactly whom I’m supposed to be
Dime que tengo que ser
Don’t you know which clothes even fit me?
¿sabes que ropas me quedan?
Come on and let me know
Me tienes que decir
Should I cool it or should I blow?
¿me debo ir o quedarme?

Split!
Yo me enfrio o lo sufro

Should I stay or should I go now?
yo me enfrio o lo sufro
Should I stay or should I go now?
yo me enfrio o lo sufro
If I go there will be trouble
Si me voy – va a haber peligro
And if I stay it will be double
Si me quedo es doble
So you gotta let me know
Pero me tienes que decir
Should I cool it or should I go?
yo me enfrio o lo sufro

Should I stay or should I go now?
yo me enfrio o lo sufro
If I go there will be trouble
Si me voy – va a haber peligro
And if I stay it will be double
Si me quedo es doble
So you gotta let me know
Pero me tienes que decir
Should I stay or should I go?


Written by audiogrammes

March 30, 2012 at 11:14

Thank you

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When a person is expecting to receive a letter, it is of no concern if at first he does not hear the postman ring the doorbell, because the postman will always ring a second time, and that second ring will invariably be heard. I’m gonna shut up or I’ll spoil the movie(s) and book for you.

To which Frank could’ve replied: “If I wanted to shut you up, I’d have shut you up.”





Cora: Feel like doin’ somethin’?
Jack Nicholson: I’m doin’ it.

So anyway, yesterday I was supposed to watch a 7h30 cinemarathon: Béla Tarr‘s Sátántangó

And everything that could go wrong went wrong. DVD 1 wasn’t working properly. So I borrowed a friend’s copy: the machine didn’t even recognize it… That’s the problem when you watch copies… There was a 10-min electricity cut, the laptop hibernated, the projector’s image needed to be fixed. But we kept our fingers crossed. Ultimately we had to stop the film about an hour and a half into it.
So we watched Postman. And I got to watch the famous kitchen table scene as a grown-up. I even found time to find a number of similarities between the main actress and a current hollywood star. And it seems I’m not the only one

Anyway, Thank you Satan!





Le diable m’a dit: Ferré, fais moi une chanson, c’était une commande et puis une commande du diable, mon Dieu, ça change.

I don’t know why it reminded me of that Tom Waits Lyric from Heartattack and Vine

Don’t you know there ain’t no devil, there’s just God when he’s drunk




And that’s when he’s not away on business or when Hell breaks Luce

And this is when randomness takes over. Or is it that random…? Am I just squeezing everything in this post? or is there a reason?

Alco-hole, Satan, God and the whores of Babylon: these are some of Josh T. Pearson‘s main themes.
He released Rough Trade’s album of the Year. Yup, it’s already that time of the year again
It’s a beautiful album and it’s been tearing my heart to pieces for the last 48h. It was hard to choose a track so I’m posting a beautiful version of the opening track on the album mixed with a surprising cover. If you want more go here there and everywhere.





It ain’t Christmas time it’s Easter, Honey Bunny, and I ain’t the Saviour you so desperately need.

I’m just some guy… Here’s an acoustic semi-cover of Mary Wells’ My Guy





Warpaint released this track on the Exquisite Corpse EP in 2009. It was recently added to the special edition of The Fool, one of my favorite albums of last year. In the end, Rough Trade is the glue keeping this post together.





Nothing you can say can tear me away from my guy.
Nothing you can do cause i’m stuck like glue to my guy.
I’m sticking to my guy like a stamp to a letter,
like birds of a feather, we stick together.
I’m telling you from the start, i won’t be torn apart from my guy.

Nothing you can buy could make me tell a lie to my guy.
Nothing you could do could make me untrue to my guy.
I gave my guy my word of honor to be faithful and i’m gonna.
You best be believing, I won’t be deceiving my guy.

As a matter of opinion I think he’s tops.
My opinion is he’s the cream of the crop.
As a matter of taste to be exact,
he’s my dear as a matter of fact.
No muscle-bound man can tear me away from my guy.



Birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, we are birds of a feather, birds of a feather, birds of a feather.

Written by audiogrammes

November 20, 2011 at 21:51