Don't Take Advice From the Pop Stars.

[2HB]

And i hope no ones ever really taken FFA by The Leather Nuns to heart either.If you have any plans to cover that LG then please dont stick it up on Youtube

[Josef]

And i hope no ones ever really taken FFA by The Leather Nuns to heart either.If you have any plans to cover that LG then please dont stick it up on Youtube

Seconded.

[HollowHorn]

Whit a hoot!

[BrigitDoon]

Armed with inspiration from this thread and a tardis, our Gary went back and wrote a tune about it...

[Bridie]

Armed with inspiration from this thread and a tardis, our Gary went back and wrote a tune about it...

Huh! ol Gar from Strabane's one to talk. He f***** off to Paris and started goin on about lovely walks blah blah giving it all that and how he was glad he left Norn Ireland and he's now playing in a big band then goes back to his room and blubs the whole night - blues this blues that.
Naw - he can keep his opinion to himself - good guitar player tho.

[Doorstop]

"Fergus sings the blues" apparently .. but by all accounts he's shite at it.

[Lone Groover]

"See Me ! - Fee ee eeee eeeel Me ! Touch Me ! Feel Me ! " (The 'Oo)

I hope they were carefull when rehearsing that particular one in the Church Hall.............

[Autolycus]

"Ruby, Don't Take Your Love to Town"


Fuck that! You go for it, hen.

[Bridie]

"Take you to the cinema
and leave you in a Wimpy Bar"

cheap b*s**rd!

[Dot]

It's such a perfect day by Lou Reed.

Had heard that lyrics of this may be about drug addiction?

[Doorstop]

Simon, Simon, Simon ... her name wasn't Rio, it was Senga, and she wasn't dancing on the sand - she was having a fit.

She swallowed her own tongue and nearly died y'know.

And you've sat your first aider training and should have known bloody better.

Incompetent fuckin' waster.

[rabmania]

It's such a perfect day by Lou Reed.

Had heard that lyrics of this may be about drug addiction?

Heroin.

[Dexter St. Clair]

It's such a perfect day by Lou Reed.

Had heard that lyrics of this may be about drug addiction?

Just a perfect day,
Drink Sangria in the park,
And then later, when it gets dark,
We go home.
Just a perfect day,
Feed animals in the zoo
Then later, a movie, too,
And then home.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

Just a perfect day,
Problems all left alone,
Weekenders on our own.
It's such fun.
Just a perfect day,
You made me forget myself.
I thought I was someone else,
Someone good.

Oh it's such a perfect day,
I'm glad I spent it with you.
Oh such a perfect day,
You just keep me hanging on,
You just keep me hanging on.

You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow,
You're going to reap just what you sow...

Heroin addicts can function well in society and write lyrics on all sorts of subjects unlike this guy,


Maybe Rab can tell us what this song is about.

I don't know just where I'm going
But I'm gonna try for the kingdom, if I can
'Cause it makes me feel like I'm a man
When I put a spike into my vein
And I'll tell ya, things aren't quite the same
When I'm rushing on my run
And I feel just like Jesus' son
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

I have made the big decision
I'm gonna try to nullify my life
'Cause when the blood begins to flow
When it shoots up the dropper's neck
When I'm closing in on death
And you can't help me now, you guys
And a
You can all go take a walk
And I guess that I just don't know
And I guess that I just don't know

I wish that I was born a thousand years ago
I wish that I'd sail the darkened seas
On a great big clipper ship
Going from this land here to that
In a sailor's suit and cap
Away from the big city
Where a man can not be free
Of all of the evils of this town
And of himself, and those around
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know
Oh, and I guess that I just don't know

Heroin, be the death of me
Heroin, it's my wife and it's my life
Because a mainer to my vein
Leads to a center in my head
And then I'm better off and dead
Because when the smack begins to flow
I really don't care anymore
About all the Jim-Jim's in this town
And all the politicians makin' crazy sounds
And everybody puttin' everybody else down
And all the dead bodies piled up in mounds

'Cause when the smack begins to flow
Then I really don't care anymore
Ah, when the heroin is in my blood
And that blood is in my head
Then thank God that I'm as good as dead
Then thank your God that I'm not aware
And thank God that I just don't care
And I guess I just don't know
And I guess I just don't know

[Josef]

Altogether too oblique a comment for the likes of us, Dex.

For Dot, a comment nicked from Wikipedia :

The song's lyrics are often considered to suggest simple, conventional romantic devotion, possibly alluding to Reed's relationship with Bettye Kronstadt (soon to become his first wife) and Reed’s own conflicts with his sexuality, drug use, and ego.

A deeper reading of the song's lyrics, however, despite the idealized description of a "perfect day", considering interposed lines such as "You just keep me hanging on" and "I thought I was someone else, someone good", suggest a far deeper yearning than just the superficial romantic clichés, alluding to the underlying and painful bitterness of nostalgia often felt even as an event is lived – an event one knows or fears to be a mere distraction or illusion.

Some commentators have further seen the lyrical subtext as displaying Reed's romanticized attitude towards a period of his own addiction to heroin; this popular understanding of the song as an ode to addiction led to its inclusion in the soundtrack for Trainspotting, a film about the lives of heroin users.

[Bridie]

"It's one o'clock and time for lunch,dum dee dummmm dee dum.
When the sun beats down and I lie on the bench
I can always hear them talk."


"...wtf is Mandelson smirking about now?"