I am a little Melancholy - the Perfect Music

[Natalie Nessus]

I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes, many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but now it's come to distances and both of us must try,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I'm not looking for another as I wander in my time,
walk me to the corner, our steps will always rhyme
you know my love goes with you as your love stays with me,
it's just the way it changes, like the shoreline and the sea,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.
I loved you in the morning, our kisses deep and warm,
your hair upon the pillow like a sleepy golden storm,
yes many loved before us, I know that we are not new,
in city and in forest they smiled like me and you,
but let's not talk of love or chains and things we can't untie,
your eyes are soft with sorrow,
Hey, that's no way to say goodbye.

 

[Natalie Nessus]

Leonard Cohen just suits the mood, yes?

I remember well in the Chelsea Hotel,
you were talking so brave and so sweet,
giving me head on the unmade bed,
while the limousines wait in the street.
Those were the reasons and that was New York,
we were running for the money and the flesh.
And that was called love for the workers in song
probably still is for those of them left.

Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.

I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel
you were famous, your heart was a legend.
You told me again you preferred handsome men
but for me you would make an exception.
And clenching your fist for the ones like us
who are oppressed by the figures of beauty,
you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind,
we are ugly but we have the music."

Ah but you got away, didn't you babe,
you just turned your back on the crowd,
you got away, I never once heard you say,
I need you, I don't need you,
I need you, I don't need you
and all of that jiving around.

I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best,
I can't keep track of each fallen robin.
I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel,
that's all, I don't even think of you that often.

 

[Natalie Nessus]

It's four in the morning, the end of December
I'm writing you now just to see if you're better
New York is cold, but I like where I'm living
There's music on Clinton Street all through the evening.
I hear that you're building your little house deep in the desert
You're living for nothing now, I hope you're keeping some kind of record.
Yes, and Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear
Did you ever go clear?
Ah, the last time we saw you you looked so much older
Your famous blue raincoat was torn at the shoulder
You'd been to the station to meet every train
And you came home without Lili Marlene
And you treated my woman to a flake of your life
And when she came back she was nobody's wife.
Well I see you there with the rose in your teeth
One more thin gypsy thief
Well I see Jane's awake --
She sends her regards.
And what can I tell you my brother, my killer
What can I possibly say?
I guess that I miss you, I guess I forgive you
I'm glad you stood in my way.
If you ever come by here, for Jane or for me
Your enemy is sleeping, and his woman is free.
Yes, and thanks, for the trouble you took from her eyes
I thought it was there for good so I never tried.
And Jane came by with a lock of your hair
She said that you gave it to her
That night that you planned to go clear --
Sincerely, L. Cohen

 

[nasty]

I feel like a bit of Mellon Collie, too. Anyway, Angel by Sarah Mc,(you know who)

 

[modest mouse]

Some stuff I listen to on down days...

Miles Davis - Kind of Blue (of course)
Yo La Tengo - And Then Nothing Turned Itself Inside Out
Sarah Vaughn - almost anything by her
Yousou N'Dour
Emmylou Harris - Wrecking Ball
Portishead

 

[Natalie Nessus]

Miles Davis - Kind of Blue (of course)

Perfect

 

[modest mouse]

Kind Of Blue

This album manages to transcend time and place even 50 years after its makeing. I find myself coming back to it time and time again.

 

[Svedish_Chef]

You ROCK, and with a french accent. Ooh la la!

Nessus... My ex swears that Leonard is the perfect sleeping music...

I dig Leonard...

But for melancholy its Placebo and Effigy everytime.

"First we take manhattan, then we take berlin"

One of us cannot be wrong

 

[Natalie Nessus]

Re: You ROCK, and with a french accent. Ooh la la!

Nessus... My ex swears that Leonard is the perfect sleeping music...

I dig Leonard...

But for melancholy its Placebo and Effigy everytime.

"First we take manhattan, then we take berlin"

One of us cannot be wrong

Leonard has a special place for me, I built a story around him, his words summed up the time I lived

First we take Manhattan, then Berlin - so European for a Candanian

I apologise to Fy on the Wall and others

It saves a little time on the hate mails lol

 

[Svedish_Chef]

One Of Us Cannot Be Wrong

I lit a thin green candle to make you jealous of me.
But the room just filled up with mosquitos,
They heard that my body was free.

Then I took the dust from a long and a sleepless night
And I have put it in your little shoe.
And then I confess that I tortured the dress
That you wore for the world to look through.

I showed my heart to the doctor: he said I just have to quit.
Then he wrote himself a prescription,
Your name was mentioned in it!

And he locked himself into a library shelf
Ah with all of the details of our..., our shabby honeymoon,
And I hear from the nurse, yeah that he's got much worse
And his..., his practice has fallen into ruin.

And I heard of a saint who'd loved you, yeah I studied all night in his school.
He taught that the duty of lovers
Is to tarnish the..., the golden rule.
And just when I was sure that his teachings were pure
He went and drowned himself in the pool.
His body is gone, yeah but back here on the lawn
his spirit continues to drool.

An Eskimo showed me that movie, he'd recently taken of you:
While the poor man could hardly stop shivering,
His lips, his fingers were blue.
I suppose he froze when the wind tore off your clothes
And I..., I guess he just never got warm.
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice,
oh please let me come into the storm.

I suppose he froze when the wind tore off your clothes
And I..., I guess he just never got warm.
But you stand there so nice, in your blizzard of ice,
oh please let me come into..., come into the storm.

 

[Svedish_Chef]

His perfect song

If It Be Your Will

If it be your will
That I speak no more
And my voice be still
As it was before
I will speak no more
I shall abide until
I am spoken for
If it be your will

If it be your will
If a voice be true
>From this broken hill
I will sing to you
>From this broken hill
All your praises they shall ring
If it be your will
To let me sing

If it be your will
If there is a choice
Let the rivers fill
Let the hills rejoice
Let your mercy spill
On all these burning hearts in hell
If it be your will
To make us well

and draw us near
Oh bind us tight
All your children here
In their rags of light
In our rags of light
All dressed to kill
And end this night
If it be your will

If it be your will.

 

[Natalie Nessus]

I suppose he froze when the wind tore off your clothes

A picture in a small sentence

Womderful

 

[Svedish_Chef]

Now THEMS some songs

 

[Natalie Nessus]

Now THEMS some songs

Yes