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cyranoThis week in Audiography: The End of the World
I'm gonna be a little rebellious and not include any songs that talk about nuclear missiles or Judgement Day unless they fit the original theme description: The most depressing, most down-beat, most heartwrenching songs in your library. And it'll be fun.
One of the advantages of working an odd schedule is that by Sunday, my first day off, everybody's posted everything I think needs to be. Well, mostly. Here's a couple that I don't think we got to yet.
This theme immediately sent me to my Valentine's Day mix, Bitter/Sweet. Which should probably say something about me. In any case, I love Mission UK's cover of All I Want Is You because it took an empty desolate U2 song and made it even more so.
And what list of crushingly depressing music would be complete without some reference to Bauhaus/Tones on Tail/Love & Rockets? I'll Fall With Your Knife is my favorite favorite Peter Murphy song. Not all the lyrics make sense, but they're gorgeous. And although it's not stated, the emotion feels unrequited--he'll bleed like the reed, but you'll be busy with the sun bursting from your side and won't notice.
I love Matthew Sweet. And I had a hell of a time choosing between Smog Moon and I Almost Forgot. They're both amazing documents of pain and anger that has gone beyond the actual feeling into dying embers of emotion and utter ennui.
Most people who know Sinead O'Connor know her for the Prince song or her anti-Catholic anti-imperial pro-woman craziness. But those of us who know her love her for her musical craziness. I Am Stretched on Your Grave and will lie there forever. It doesn't get much more Sad Bastard than that.
The first Heather Alexander album I owned had a song called Neverland. I'm sure there are lots of people who consider it a larky playful song, but for me it's about a loss of innocence, and withdrawl from hurt. Never is where my heart now lies.
When I moved to San Francisco, I'd just found Dar Williams, and the eponymous track on her Mortal City album pretty much encapsulated every single one of my fears about the new place and I was pretty convinced it had been written just for me. I have difficulties listening to this song to this day.
And more chicks with guitars. I discovered the Flash Girls because Emma Bull, who wrote the wonderful 'War for the Oaks' was in the band. Here again, I'm just going to post some lyrics and dare you to deny the Sad Bastardosity of Sonnet in the Dark. We will sit together in the dusk and hold each other as we turn to dust.
I'm gonna be a little rebellious and not include any songs that talk about nuclear missiles or Judgement Day unless they fit the original theme description: The most depressing, most down-beat, most heartwrenching songs in your library. And it'll be fun.
One of the advantages of working an odd schedule is that by Sunday, my first day off, everybody's posted everything I think needs to be. Well, mostly. Here's a couple that I don't think we got to yet.
This theme immediately sent me to my Valentine's Day mix, Bitter/Sweet. Which should probably say something about me. In any case, I love Mission UK's cover of All I Want Is You because it took an empty desolate U2 song and made it even more so.
And what list of crushingly depressing music would be complete without some reference to Bauhaus/Tones on Tail/Love & Rockets? I'll Fall With Your Knife is my favorite favorite Peter Murphy song. Not all the lyrics make sense, but they're gorgeous. And although it's not stated, the emotion feels unrequited--he'll bleed like the reed, but you'll be busy with the sun bursting from your side and won't notice.
I love Matthew Sweet. And I had a hell of a time choosing between Smog Moon and I Almost Forgot. They're both amazing documents of pain and anger that has gone beyond the actual feeling into dying embers of emotion and utter ennui.
Most people who know Sinead O'Connor know her for the Prince song or her anti-Catholic anti-imperial pro-woman craziness. But those of us who know her love her for her musical craziness. I Am Stretched on Your Grave and will lie there forever. It doesn't get much more Sad Bastard than that.
The first Heather Alexander album I owned had a song called Neverland. I'm sure there are lots of people who consider it a larky playful song, but for me it's about a loss of innocence, and withdrawl from hurt. Never is where my heart now lies.
When I moved to San Francisco, I'd just found Dar Williams, and the eponymous track on her Mortal City album pretty much encapsulated every single one of my fears about the new place and I was pretty convinced it had been written just for me. I have difficulties listening to this song to this day.
And more chicks with guitars. I discovered the Flash Girls because Emma Bull, who wrote the wonderful 'War for the Oaks' was in the band. Here again, I'm just going to post some lyrics and dare you to deny the Sad Bastardosity of Sonnet in the Dark. We will sit together in the dusk and hold each other as we turn to dust.
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Date: 2005-07-11 10:54 am (UTC)It's a war song, so it kind of cheats as wars are inherently apocalyptic, but Goodnight Saigon -- and they were sharp as knives -- hits me hard, and my elder siblings (who lost friends in Vietnam) far harder.
And then there's Vapor Trail, swept away like voices in a hurricane, which slams me so hard I can't think, because it's not just about the death of loved ones, but about the inevitability of forgetting about dead loved ones.
Cats in the Cradle. Every single time I make the decision to do something other than spend time with my kids. He'd grown up just like me, my boy was just like me.
I tear up for Forever Young, because it makes me think of people who died in high school, as opposed to being memories of high school. But that's really rooting through the pop dumpster.
I can't listen to No Surrender anymore because of last November, even though it's not inherently a depressing song.
Not quite worth listing are the so-depressing-its-surreal lyrics on Meat Loaf's Dead Ringer ("...then I saw you making love to a group of my best friends..."). Though I wonder exactly how Jim Steinman lived through whatever it was that that girl put him through.
Since apocalypses are out, I won't mention Karn Evil 9. Or Miami 2016. Or Distant Early Warning or Red Sector A or Between the Wheels. Or Rememeber When the Music or Danceband on the Titanic.
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Date: 2005-07-11 12:09 pm (UTC)