tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15283666.post2406046613025329235..comments2024-03-14T03:15:28.803-07:00Comments on The End of Cinema: Like Dylan In The MoviesSean Gilmanhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16124894627028920508noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15283666.post-6061996214819376722006-11-01T14:24:00.000-08:002006-11-01T14:24:00.000-08:00Desolation Row's a great song, but it doesn't comp...Desolation Row's a great song, but it doesn't compare to Tangled Up In Blue.Sean Gilmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16124894627028920508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15283666.post-28983810364845910802006-10-30T10:39:00.000-08:002006-10-30T10:39:00.000-08:00A good critique Sean. I have noticed the same obl...A good critique Sean. I have noticed the same oblivious yuppie contingent at the last few Beck shows I've been to. Albeit they're ten years or so younger. <br /><br />When I saw him on the Flaming Lips tour in 02002, everyone stood up and danced during the Odelay/Vultures stuff, and then sat down during all of the "Sea Change" songs (practically half the set). It was like a two hour game of musical chairs.<br /><br />Oh, "Desolation Row" is better than "Tangled Up in Blue".Mikeyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08400927064697543220noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15283666.post-62655411310043155142006-10-18T12:03:00.000-07:002006-10-18T12:03:00.000-07:00Wow. That's some bad songwriting, whoever you are...Wow. That's some bad songwriting, whoever you are.Sean Gilmanhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16124894627028920508noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15283666.post-18622011492644927842006-10-18T11:19:00.000-07:002006-10-18T11:19:00.000-07:00Soft by Kings of Leon
I used to see you every day...Soft by Kings of Leon<br /><br />I used to see you every day<br />used to see you every day<br />I danced around your folk and soul<br />i danced to all your fucking soul<br />i left you with your nose a bleedin'<br />and your toes a creepin' around<br />ahhh so mundane and incomplete<br />hand my down my pants and get me off this street<br /><br />I'm passed out in your garden<br />i'm in I can't get off so soft<br />I'd pop myself in your body<br />I'd come into your party, but i'm soft<br /><br />Behind the fringe of a whiskey high<br />mutiliating cat like eyes<br />and in your nose blood decadence<br />you try to drag me into your bohemian dancing<br />you paint my fingers and you paint my toes<br />you let your perfect nipple showAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com