7 posts tagged “ballboy”
Share a song that explains your current state of being.
Let's face it, Nobody really knows anything...
Show us the five Scottish people you'd invite to a dinner party.
At the head of the table, the great wee man, Tom Weir (may he rest in peace) will be seated. He will regale us with fine tales in the drawing room after dinner.
Paul. I miss Paul's posts, can someone please check the latch on that metal steam bin?
Anne Mulhern of the Willow Tea Room, she'll come early to help me in the kitchen...
And Gordon from ballboy will be in attendance, and perhaps we can entice him to sing after dinner.
And of course, at the other end of the table in the head seat will be my penpal.
I am always saying: Ooh, I love that band. I say it all of the time when Love is the most misappropriately over-used word in the history of human language.
We all know I love Pink Floyd and the Clash, but those are given classics no one should do without and therefore granted immunity. I also love the B-52s, Primal Scream and Morphine, and this is what I am talking about- I love these bands, but they don't "move" me.
If I had to pick my top 5 movers (and in fairness I'll do it alphabetically): Agent Orange, Ballboy, Buffalo Tom, Emmet Swimming, Shadowy Men on a Shadowy Planet.
So, If I tell you I love "That Particular Band" and it isn't one of these 10, I'm probably exaggerating.
Agent Orange, Ballboy, Buffalo Tom, Emmet Swimming, Shadowy Men on a Shadowy Planet, pink floyd, the clash, b-52s, morphine, primal scream
Listening to Ballboy is like taking a handful of Ativan. For those of you not in the know, Ativan is an anti-anxiety drug that makes you feel effusively joyous and buoyant - that everything is right with the world and even though you know it’s not - you just don’t care. Ativan is delicious and I wish they’d put it in the water. Effuboulliant – or something.
(On preview: Ha! Look at the Ativan ad I just found after I typed this up!
I’ve had a crush on Scotland for many years. There just has always been something quietly mysterious about Scotland to me. Plus, the scenery and coastlines are just so majestic and breathtaking – let me just mention the Hebrides, oh and the wool. My fascination with Scotland began with music. Some 30-odd years ago I was watching Saturday morning cartoons and right after H.R. Pufnstuf, the Bay City Rollers came on. Now, I don’t exactly recall if I had heard Saturday Night on the radio before or not, but that’s my first recollection of Scotland in regard to popular music. I think they might be the reason I like plaid too, but I’m really not sure. I had seen and heard bag-pipes before, but as embarrassing as it is for me to admit the BCR are the reason I associate music with Scotland.As far as other Scottish musicians go, I never liked Simple Minds or Sheena Easton, but I was aware they were from Scotland. I thought the Boomtown Rats were from Manchester, England until about 2 seconds ago… Huh, David Byrne is Scottish too. I didn’t know that. I did know about Ac/Dc's Bon Scott and the Young Brothers (being born in Scotland, even though AC/DC formed in Australia) and The Eurythmics, The Alarm and The Jesus and Mary Chain, and Primal Scream though.
But I have to tell you I love Ballboy (Free Music) more than any of them. Primal Scream has moved down into second place, sorry Bobby.
and I gave all my strength to a man who was tired
I gave my desire to a man with more fire
and I lost my good looks to a girl I admired
I lent out my voice to a small group of choir boys
and I gave up my hands to a man who made toys
and all that I kept was the heart in my chest
and I hoped that someday I could give it away
but before my chance came, you broke it in two
but if you had just asked, I would've given it to you
I went to great lengths for a cause that was spent
and I lost all my friends to a lack of commitment
I gave my best clothes to a man who proposed
to a woman I loved, but I didn't really know
and all I have left is the heart in my chest
and I'd give it to you if I thought you'd be impressed
but what would you do with a heart split in two?
and a heart that won't work is of no use to you
so I laid my heart down in a box in the ground
and I threw on some earth, and I tried to forget
that a heart that won't work is not even worth
a glimpse of your smile or an hour of your time
a heart that won't work, it's not even worth
a glimpse of your smile or an hour of your time
But i'm just glad that it's all over now
And nobody really knows anything
And you threw me out of your bedroom once again
For being too drunk to sleep with you
You said i was no use to anyone
And i know that this is not the answer
I know that this is not the answer
I know that this is not the answer
But i do it anyway
We had it all and we threw it all away
And now i wish we had it all again
But i guess that no use to anyone
And all the boys you say you used to know
Come back to haunt you now that you're alone
Sometimes you think it's what you need
And we can pretend that it's not dying
We can pretend that it's not dying
We can pretend that it's not dying
But it's dying anyway
And if i get drunk then i won't have to sleep with you
And we can pretend for a little while
That everything has stayed the same
And if you get drunk it might work for a little while
But everything is not the same
No matter what we say
And we can pretend that it's not dying
We can pretend that it's not dying
We can pretend that it's not dying
But it's dying anyway
And all the boys you say you used to know
Come back to haunt you now that you're alone
You think it's what you need
And all the boys you say you used to know
Come back to haunt you now that you're alone
Sometimes you think it's what you need