From: owner-shindell-list-digest@smoe.org (shindell-list-digest) To: shindell-list-digest@smoe.org Subject: shindell-list-digest V4 #11 Reply-To: shindell-list@smoe.org Sender: owner-shindell-list-digest@smoe.org Errors-To: owner-shindell-list-digest@smoe.org Precedence: bulk shindell-list-digest Wednesday, January 9 2002 Volume 04 : Number 011 Today's Subjects: ----------------- [RS] favorite song [Pfleary@aol.com] [RS] Re: favorite song [Rongrittz@aol.com] [RS] Louden ["Candy Funston" ] [RS] white whinos ["Norman A. Johnson" ] Re: [RS] Blue Divide [Lisa Davis & family ] [RS] "White Winos" [patrick t power ] [RS] "White Winos" (Erratum) [patrick t power ] [RS] oh!...the humanity! [Pfleary@aol.com] Re: [RS] Re: favorite song [Vanessa Christina Wills > Another song that really hit me right where I live is Ordinary Town on Drum Hat Buddha. << And E writes: >> Kris Delmhorst - Broken White Line - a broken hearted song as only Kris can do it, with humor, heartbreak and hope. << As I was thinking of my favorite songs of the year, I started to think that a good place to start would be to consider the question: "Well, what were my favorite verses?" And ironically, those two songs in particular jumped out at me. From Dave Carter's "Ordinary Town" . . . Raised on hunches and junk food lunches And punch-drunk ballroom steps You get to believin' you're even-steven With the kids at Fast-Track Prep So you dump your bucks on a velvet tux And you run and join the dance But your holy shows and the Romans know You're just a child of circumstance And from Kris Delmhorst's heartbreaking "Broken White Line" . . . It's been four years and now I find I've been living all this time Built myself a little world Of rhythm and of rhyme But sometimes I take your picture And I turn it to the wall 'Cause you are still a cliff And I still know how to fall RG ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 8 Jan 2002 20:33:09 -0800 From: "Candy Funston" Subject: [RS] Louden I do believe the song is White Wine not White Winos... At least that's what he called it when I heard it on NPR (I think it was Fresh Air and I think it was about two months ago. Heck, I can't remember what I'm wearing today...you can't expect more than this....) It is truely a wonderful expressive song. The CD is on my list of things to buy after Vol 3 of Afro Celt SoundSystem... (I have very varied tastes in music, I must say) My favorite song of the year? Tillman County (D&T)? Lighthouse (Nickelcreek)? Little Sparrow (Dolly Parton)? Since When (Raul Malo)? I can't decide....they are all so wonderful... Candy ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 08 Jan 2002 22:54:09 -0500 From: "Norman A. Johnson" Subject: [RS] white whinos >>I do believe the song is White Wine not White Winos...<< Nope, it is "White Winos"....and it's very good. >> At least that's what he called it when I heard it on NPR (I think it was Fresh Air and I think it was about two months ago.<< I heard the same interview. I heard WW before that on Jim Olson's show "The back porch" Norman ------------------------------ Date: Tue, 08 Jan 2002 23:11:42 -0500 From: Lisa Davis & family Subject: Re: [RS] Blue Divide On the other hand, Alan, you reminded me of Gemm and I went there and found another Gilles Servat out-of-print LP which I have ordered, plus an O-P Richard & Linda Thompson that has been driving me crazy. So there you are! Lisa "alan.teather" wrote: > > Hi folks, > > Please accept my sincere apologies for the wild goose chase taking you all > to Gemm. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2002 00:20:34 -0500 From: patrick t power Subject: [RS] "White Winos" WHITE WINOS Copyright by Loudon Wainwright III Mother liked her white wine when she was alive She was desperate to live, but her limit was five Carefully I'd kiss her and send her off to bed We always stuck with white wine, we stayed away from red Always stick with white wine, stay away from . . . Mother liked her white wine, she'd have a glass or two Almost every single night after her day was through Sanserre, chardonnay, chablis, pinot, grigiot Just to take the edge off, just to get the glow You've got to take the edge off if you want to get the . . . Mother liked her white wine, she'd have a glass or three And we'd sit out on the screen porch -- white winos, mom and me We'd talk about her childhood, re-cap my career When we got to my father that was when I'd switch to beer We got to the old man and I'd always switch to . . . Mother liked her white wine, she'd have a glass or four Each empty bottle a dead soldier -- the marriage was the war When we blurred the edges, when we drank alot That's when I got nervous -- when the glow got hot I always get nervous when the glow gets . . . I still like my white wine, and I'll have a glass or two And when I'm down I'll drink some whiskey -- it's something I shouldn't do And every now and then I'll take a drop of red When I'm with a woman that I want to take to bed When I'm with a woman that I want to take to . . . Mother liked her white wine when she was alive She was desperate to live, but her limit was five Carefully I'd kiss her and send her off to bed Thank God we stuck to white wine and we stayed away from . . . Mother liked her white wine ________________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________ GET INTERNET ACCESS FROM JUNO! Juno offers FREE or PREMIUM Internet access for less! Join Juno today! For your FREE software, visit: http://dl.www.juno.com/get/web/. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2002 00:38:58 -0500 From: patrick t power Subject: [RS] "White Winos" (Erratum) Oops! Because I didn't have the lyrics in front of me, I goofed and forgot to do a spell-check . . . <> . . . should have been: Sancerre, Chardonnay, Chablis, Pinot Grigio Pat _____________________________________________________ ________________________________________________________________ GET INTERNET ACCESS FROM JUNO! Juno offers FREE or PREMIUM Internet access for less! Join Juno today! For your FREE software, visit: http://dl.www.juno.com/get/web/. ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 9 Jan 2002 00:51:58 EST From: Pfleary@aol.com Subject: [RS] oh!...the humanity! First he has Jack Hardy neutering his proteges, then he separates the Pinot from the Grigio. What's next, Patrick? ;-) ------------------------------ Date: Wed, 09 Jan 2002 01:42:50 -0500 From: Vanessa Christina Wills Subject: Re: [RS] Re: favorite song OK--my favorite song this year was performed by someone who is best known for his pop music, but is very much an erstwhile Nick Drake-ian folk singer. His first single spent fifty-five weeks on the Billboard Music Charts (but I love him, anyway). He is very handsome, graduated from Brown University with a degree in Semiotics, hails from Hilton's Head, South Carolina, and now lives in a comfortable loft in TriBeCa where he drinks too much red wine and works at using the conventions of pop music to create pop music that is actually good. You guessed it, the winner is Duncan Sheik! And the song? The song . . . 1) . . . was "Sad Stephen's Song," lyrics by Steven Sater and music by Duncan Sheik, on Duncan's album "Phantom Moon." This is an _amazing_ song. Duncan's smooth, vibratoless, deceptively low voice, together with some of the most haunting acoustic music, his buddy Gerry Leonard (a.k.a. Spooky Ghost) on guitar, and Sater's strange, sad, impressionistic lyrics really create an experience not to be missed. If you don't have this album yet, GO BUY IT!!! And if you haven't heard Duncan at all, go do so, right now. You can't hold "Barely Breathing" against him forever, ok? ;-) Besides "Sad Stephen's Song," every other song on "Phantom Moon" is a gem, too. There can be something almost alien and antiseptic about Duncan's voice, and he uses it to stunning effect here. "Sad Stephen's Song" absolutely draws you in. (On a few songs, though, like "Mirror in the Heart," he taps into a more personal, emotional, raw way of singing, and this sounds great, too!) There are all sorts of audio and video clips and musings about Duncan at http://duncansheik.faithweb.com . I haven't updated it in a while, so I apologize in advance! 1.5) Wow. I'm actually thirding the "Ordinary Town" vote. I just adore that line "so you dump your bucks on a velvet tux." I tried a little experiment once, just reading some of the lyrics out loud without attempting to imitate the rhythm or the melody of the songs. It sounds almost exactly the same. The melody and rhythm come from the words, they're not imposed on them. I mean, right there is the difference between Dave Carter and the rest of us mere mortals, as far as words go. There's really only one way to say "so you dump your bucks on a velvet tux," you know what I'm saying? And you get some of that amazing Tracy Grammer diction. 2) At number two would be Kevin So's "Standing in the Shadow of Ellis Paul," because it is damn funny, and I considered it the unofficial FRFF theme song, since I must have heard it like thirty times while I was there. (and bought the album, no less!) Rongrittz@aol.com wrote: >Peter writes: >> Another song that really hit me right where I live is >Ordinary Town on Drum Hat Buddha. << > >And E writes: >> Kris Delmhorst - Broken White Line - a broken hearted song >as only Kris can do it, with humor, heartbreak and hope. << > >As I was thinking of my favorite songs of the year, I started to think that a >good place to start would be to consider the question: "Well, what were my >favorite verses?" And ironically, those two songs in particular jumped out >at me. > >From Dave Carter's "Ordinary Town" . . . > >Raised on hunches and junk food lunches >And punch-drunk ballroom steps >You get to believin' you're even-steven >With the kids at Fast-Track Prep >So you dump your bucks on a velvet tux >And you run and join the dance >But your holy shows and the Romans know >You're just a child of circumstance > >And from Kris Delmhorst's heartbreaking "Broken White Line" . . . > >It's been four years and now I find >I've been living all this time >Built myself a little world >Of rhythm and of rhyme >But sometimes I take your picture >And I turn it to the wall >'Cause you are still a cliff >And I still know how to fall > >RG > - -- Niles: I used to think they [the back-row hooligans] were mean. Now, I know they were just acting out of frustration. Frasier: So, when Billy Kriedle tried to stuff you into your locker after math class, he wasn't mad at you. He was mad at Pythagoras!" Niles: Mmm. Which is ironic, because a simple volume equation would have shown him I couldn't fit. Frasier: Ah. -"Frasier" ------------------------------ End of shindell-list-digest V4 #11 **********************************