June 26, 2010

Seven Sobering, Selfish and Simplistic Soliloquies

Don't let other people's hang-ups fuck with your art.
—Keir DuBois
Same old deep blue green ocean view. It's almost too good to be true. Same bliss and doubt, day in day out. It's all about deluge and drought, deluge and drought and no surprise on this horizon. Same myth is strong in every song: stuck on the wrong island too long, island too long with no surprise on this horizon, no surprise on this horizon.

<a href="http://honeywhite.bandcamp.com/track/island-fever-2">Island Fever by Honey White</a>

Familiar wreckage in the aftermath of fucking up again, as awful as if it took all I had to fail in the end. Forever overwhelmed too easily and always so behind, as if I ought to lose a piece of me to win some peace of mind—cause I get along here, but I don't belong here. Ain't difficult to keep believing it, but I'm not gonna crack, If this is all there is I'm leaving it, and never coming back, cause I get along here but I don't belong here. Yeah I get along here, but I don't belong here.

<a href="http://honeywhite.bandcamp.com/track/famous-last-words">Famous Last Words by Honey White</a>
I wanna make it easy, I wanna make it quick. I wanna make it painless, sugar—and this should do the trick. A little limber racket, a little lick of fun, a little liberation never upset anyone. Hold still—this won't hurt a bit. You will learn to live with it. I need you to accept it. I need this understood. I need you to appreciate it's all for your own good. Hold still—this won't hurt a bit. You will learn to live with it. I'm under way, I'm unabashed, I'm unashamed to work up passion, I'll take what's mine, and everything is all right, darlin'—and everything is fine. Hold still—this won't hurt a bit. You will learn to live with it. mp3
Crawling toward another beautiful blank sunrise, west of home and east of everything else we prize, with one hand on the bottle, one foot out the door, and one eye shut pretending that we've seen it all before. I wouldn't know I'm having fun, but I wouldn't stop for anyone, cause if I need to think at all, somebody else will take the fall. It's only the peak of my career—no wonder it's all downhill from here. We know we'll never have it all by any reckoning, but we can't resist the hotter property beckoning. Tonight the power couple is not two of a kind, and two against the world isn't what they had in mind. I wouldn't know I'm having fun, but I wouldn't stop for anyone, cause if I need to think at all, somebody else can take the fall. It's only the peak of my career—no wonder it's all downhill from here. We're living in a terrible wreck of our own design, and everybody's reputation is on the line. But no one needs a blessing—we're not on holy ground—as long as we remain inside our happy heathen town. mp3
The heat is high but I know my way and nothing so wrong will happen today. I have been kicked out of nations, I have died on reservations—losing every lead, learning how to bleed, spinning like a toy isolate destroy. You have no idea what you did to me and lately you're so sure it's good to be without security, and though all things end baby—all things end—I just don't know when I'll begin again. So honey take a bow I hope you're happy now that almost everyone can see that day is done. Cause I been kicked out of nations, I have died on reservations—spinning like a toy isolate destroy. Your security is no good to me you have no idea what you just did to me I've got to turn around and face the sunset down—got to turn around and face the sunset down cause the heat is high but I know my way and nothing so wrong will happen today. mp3
You call this archaeology? It's desecration, man—exhuming ancient melodrama just because you can. You're way too busy ripping fiction from the facts to notice that the fossil record's still intact, but I know what happened, I know what went down, and nobody rewrites history as long as I'm around. You call this therapeutic? it's reckless shuck and jive, manipulating dead emotions just to feel alive. Cause everything was epic until you lost the plot and wound up with an epilogue that everyone forgot, but I know what happened, I know what went down, and nobody rewrites history as long as I'm around. You call this creativity? it's kleptomania! You keep a muzzle on the muse, she'll keep betrayin' ya, She knows all your secrets, she knows when you lie, she knew all about you when you were some other guy, and she told me what happened, so I know what went down, and nobody rewrites history as long as I'm around.
The day you threw me back out in the open, I fell apart a thousand times and then I hit the ground so hard I knew that everything was broken beyond all hope of healing clean and sober, safe and sound. But tonight the town's electric, and I'm a lightning rod, and I can shake it off without another second thought. I used to wanna be the main attraction so bad that no one else would ever do me any good, and up until you took evasive action, I never gave my heart away—not even if I could—but tonight the town's electric, and I'm a lightning rod, and I will give it up for anybody on the spot and just let go. Tomorrow ain't a threat to my behavior, and all that I can do is stick around to wait and see if I could ever be somebody's savior now that everybody knows you got the best of me. But tonight, tonight the town's electric, and I'm a lightning rod, and I can take a shock as well as any son of god.

Version 1 (2002):
<a href="http://honeywhite.bandcamp.com/track/the-lightning-rod">The Lightning Rod by Honey White</a>

Version 2 (2006):
<a href="http://honeywhite.bandcamp.com/track/the-lightning-rod-2">The Lightning Rod by Honey White</a>

2 comments:

  1. Holy crap. Based on its lyrics Historical Friction could be my fucking theme song!

    ...From a history teacher point of view, anyway. And the point of view of a guy who agrees with Ray Charles that ain't nobody gonna piss in my face and tell me it's raining, too.

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  2. I'm also rewriting the lyrics for Adam's new one. Sort of. Big Dipper II ain't woikin'.

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