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  • Favorite Lines

    6. Okt. 2006, 3:11

    The title is fairly self-explanatory. No, Patsy isn't recalling her fondest cocaine experiences. I'm going to use this journal entry as a running list of my favorite song lines, for either what they say or how they say it. I'll finally have these in one place I can access from any computer, rather than scattered about on scraps of paper. Sorry for the length, but this is more for me than for you.


    I'm falling out of bed, not out of love.
    Imaginary Lines

    But I'm alive.
    I survived you.
    I'm alive.
    I'm Alive

    I can tell by the way you reach your conclusions,
    you're the director of a mental institution.
    Tea & Thorazine

    My dandy voice makes the most anti-choice granny's panties moist.
    MTV Get Off the Air, Part 2 (feat. Princess Superstar)

    My private driveway is,
    like the Verrazano Bridge,
    I'm very much a bitch.
    Famous

    So may the sunrise, bring hope where it once was forgotten.
    Sons are like birds, flying upward over the mountain.
    Upward Over the Mountain

    Put me on the field I'm a cook your ass like Betty Crocker.
    The Little Freakazoid That Could

    Don't be so in love with yourself, 'cause I'm not.
    In Love With Yourself

    And nothing fuels a good flirtation,
    like need and anger and desperation.
    The Moth

    I figure two more years then I'll go back to queers.
    Can't Get Out Of What I'm Into (demo)

    When we hid out behind the risers at the high school,
    working bitter calculations with a slide rule.
    The grim particulars of poisoning the swimming pool,
    well you looked me in the eye, ready to die.
    Collapsing Stars

    My fantasies are unlived histories.
    Your Dirty Answer

    And the spirit wasn't really willing anymore,
    but the flesh was very, very strong.
    Baboon

    And I've got very little money left and I've got no sense,
    but I'll have none of your god-damned impudence.
    Baboon

    I'd be grateful my children aren't here to see this,
    if you'd ever seen fit to give me children.
    Baboon

    And my defenses may be working with a skeleton crew,
    but I'll be skinned alive before I'll take this from you.
    Baboon

    And at night a fractured star fell, and pierced right through the thick of me.
    I cried out in pain and joy, yes, I'm not dead, not numb, not withering.
    Cast A Hook In Me

    And the 12,000 dollars, that turned up in your purse.
    You've done something awful, I've done something worse.
    Horseradish Road

    Two tall glasses of sweet ice tea, underneath the sweetgum tree.
    And the love we once nutured, you and me, disentegrating violently.
    Stick your tongue out, catch the pieces as they drift down the air.
    I am too slow to catch them all, not too far gone to care.
    Balance

    For a toxic thing, you sure smell pretty.
    Summer Salt

    Let the stars come out and the moon shine bright.
    We're sleeping on the porch tonight.
    Wind blew all the power lines down.
    Watch where you step if you go walking around.
    Warm Lonely Planet

    Dynamite stuffed in a mailbox doesn't smoke until it blows.
    Crater Lake

    Even Aphrodite she'll have nothing on me.
    Reeling

    I'm going to tell my son to keep his money in his matress,
    and his watch on any hand between his thighs.
    Whip-Smart

    I'm a little despot, short and stout.
    Here is my handgun, here is my crowd control.
    When you tick me off, then the bullets fly out.
    Because free love is a whole lot of bullshit.
    Hello Sailor

    I'm a little prostitute, I put out and sell.
    Here come the market monkeys, with their little fontanelles.
    When they tip me over, they better tip me well.
    Because free love is a whole lot of bullshit.
    Hello Sailor

    He said, 'It's all in your head,' and I said, 'So's everything,' but he didn't get it.
    Paper Bag

    And the license said you had to stick around until I was dead.
    But if you're tired of looking at my face I guess I already am.
    Divorce Song

    I only love pieces of things that I hate.
    Vicky's Box

    I dropped a cigarette in my shoe, and dove in the water.
    Then I swam till my hair dreaded, like flying on fire.
    That day I quit smoking and swimming. I'd heard some advice from above,
    'Ducking under, cramming it in, isn't falling in love.'
    37 Hours

    We are stardust, billion-year-old carbon.
    We are golden, caught in the devil's bargain.
    And we got to get ourselves back to the garden.
    Woodstock

    You look like, a perfect fit.
    For a girl in need, of a tournaquet.
    But can you save me?
    Save Me

    I've got quarters in my hand
    Doing backflips for a man
    I'll wear Saran Wrap
    I'll win him back
    Like I care
    No Hard Feelings (Studio Outtake)

    If I had, some of what you had
    I would be so, so fucking glad.
    If I had, half of what you had
    I could live off it forever
    I would make it last.
    Give Me Some of That

    Once she wanted me to exorcise her self-possession
    And then failing that she wanted lies and vivisection
    Nightmare Girl

    Now that I've met you
    Would you object to
    Never seeing each other again?
    'Cause I can't afford to
    Climb aboard you
    No one's got that much ego to spend.
    Deathly

    You don't know how to manufacture
    Sturdy bones with a hairline fracture
    The crazy will of a Margaret Thatcher
    That they've all got
    What you want
    You don't know
    You're with stupid now
    You're With Stupid Now

    Well things felt weird but you said that's alright
    That it was not a problem
    And we could just sit tight
    And when you said that I was sure I cringed
    'Cause you had no suspicion
    That I had come unhinged
    Backfire (New Version)

    I know you'd like to be the St. Bernard
    Who rushes to the rescue
    When there's an avalanche
    But in my panic I may pull too hard
    And the novice lifeguard
    Gets rushed off in the ambulance
    Backfire (New Version)

    I'm tired
    I cannot seem to
    Get a message to you
    That the rescue you planned
    Has just backfired
    Backfire (New Version)

    I decree today that life
    Is simply taking and not giving
    England is mine
    It owes me a living
    Still Ill

    Does the body rule the mind, or
    Does the mind rule the body?
    I don't know.
    Still Ill

    Sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
    when I said I'd like to
    smash every tooth in your head

    Oh, sweetness, sweetness I was only joking
    when I said by rights you
    should be bludgeoned in your bed
    Bigmouth Strikes Again

    I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
    I've come to wish you an unhappy birthday
    'Cause you're evil
    And you lie
    And if you should die
    I may feel slightly sad
    But I won't cry
    Unhappy Birthday

    It's a long way
    Down from here
    To the Sound
    Carousels

    Nerve endings
    think they see
    pleasure coming
    I know better
    nerve endings

    And the diamond growing old
    Under the ocean that’s as black
    As where you came from, black as rocks
    As the box inside your head
    What do they do, where is the ocean so black?
    Don’t say the circle’s broken
    And the diamond, smoke
    Snail Head

    A sunburn later, I'm a coward and a fool
    Yak about the open road
    Yak and yak until today
    When a firestorm blew them away

    John saw on the white bikini sand
    His shadow on the white bikini sand
    On fire
    On fire
    Shark / White Bikini Sand

    I have a fear of flying
    I think I have a fear of him
    I’m afraid of meaning
    Nothing again

    After all this is over
    This is over after all
    We cut a nice figure of a family
    I don’t know I don’t know
    Teller

    Can I be stupid for a minute?
    I was looking at that half-empty glass
    Waiting for the waiter
    You don’t have to listen to this
    Tell me what to say
    Teller

    You've been around enough to be
    Smart enough to stay the fuck away from me
    Girls Girls Girls

    We ditched out the parade
    And what was there to commemorate?
    What was left to remember?
    Not sure what really happened on that day
    The Parade

    And just when you think
    That you've got enough
    Enough grows
    Up Up Up Up Up Up

    There's a man I just met
    He hasn't kissed me yet
    He reminds me of someone else, only better
    But I'm made out of wax, so easy to impress
    Am I melting too fast, dripping into your lips?
    Because all my heroes have turned human this year
    Independence Day

    There's a battleship parked in the Charles River
    Shooting off fireworks that light up the world, then fall into the water
    My love's next to me, head full of the next century
    And wandering whether there'll be a wedding tomorrow
    And the secret smoke signals in the aftermath of gunpowder
    Seem the most significant indication of what's to come
    Independence Day

    And a package came for you today
    from the Hunan Province
    The postmark burning jet black
    In the summer sun
    Someone was changing
    Someone was changing from the inside out
    And I turned around to face you
    Nine Black Poppies

    I feel a rupture in my brain
    Am I finally going insane?
    Did the transformation begin?
    Am I growing a brand new skin?
    Double Flame

    She was reading something I'm sure
    They don't make books on tape for
    And I'll be accidentally touched on the carpeted floor
    No use getting snooty once you've gotten all the kinks out
    So I gave her my number in case she wanted to make out
    A Kiss To Make it Better

    And ever since
    There’s only heartbreaking you
    Maybe you shoulda let me drown
    All i wanted was to swim out to sea
    I only wanted us to swim out to sea
    Maybe you shoulda let me drink
    Maybe you shoulda let me speed
    Speedbath

    Free people need social control
    and I'm trying to teach it to them
    Social Control

    I won't stay married
    'cause you won't stay buried
    So stop your talking in my dreams.
    City of the Dead (demo)

    I'm only lonely, through and through.
    Peacocks in the Video Rain

    The more he likes me
    The more I drink
    I think the more I drink
    The more he likes me
    Cottonmouth

    I still wanna drive you to the wall
    Cottonmouth

    To me, coming from you
    Friend is a four-letter word
    Friend Is A Four Letter Word

    How did I love a breaking thing?
    How did I sleep through a kidnapping?
    Listerine

    On my knees
    I can see
    All your better qualities
    Tar Kissers

    For today
    I've arranged
    To be just enough deranged
    To relax
    In the arms of someone strange
    Tar Kissers

    It took an hour
    Maybe a day
    But once I really listened
    The noise just fell away.
    Stratford-on-Guy
  • new Kristin Hersh album

    16. Feb. 2006, 2:30

    For those of you who didn't receive the update from the mind-blowingly-amazing Kristin Hersh:

    "I've just finished recording my new solo record (tentatively titled 'Fireworks'). I am genuinely excited about the 'sound picture' that was created in this session. Dave Narcizo played drums (he really, really, REALLY played drums-he is still Super Dave) and The McCarricks flew in from London to play some beautiful, strange, and moving string parts.

    In general, the sounds on this record are unusual and striking, though the songs feel immediate. We have rough mixes we've been listening to and we just can't get over how much better it is than the sum of it's parts. It's such a nice surprise when something accidental and great happens. Now it goes off to 2 time Grammy winner and my best pal -- the hilarious Trina Shoemaker -- for mixing in Nashville in March and should be ready for release in plenty of time for September 2006."

    Better block off some serious listening time in September.