Friday, March 3, 2017

Fast Cars, Summer Dog Days, And Poetry

It's been awhile since I've posted, but I just wanted to start writing again, specifically about music. I'll try to make this a regular habit, and we'll see how it goes.

All of these happen to be live performances. There's just something cool about the live delivery and the occasional adlibs.

The first song I'm going to post about here is Tracy Chapman's song, "Fast Car." There's such a brilliant story being told in this song, and it's drawn me in from the gripping, looping melody, to a few of the lines that just hit me.

One of the signs of how brilliant this song is that there are so many covers to be found, many by very well-known artists. Nothing compares to the original, though.

My favorite lines:
City lights lay out before us
And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder
And I had a feeling that I belonged
And I had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone...








The next song is from a duo that I've been a fan of since they were a trio. The Remnant is a group out of Atlanta, and these two gentlemen deserve a larger platform. Adan and Niles have such great lyricism, and this song features some brilliant give and take. I really enjoy this acoustic, live version of "Summer Dog Days."
Adan has a ton of great spoken word material out there, as well.

My favorite lines:
Life is never how you ever planned,
So when the weatherman forecasts and bets his hand,
Treat it with a speck of sand...

In search of significance,
see, we don't always see the same thing,
but we always try to work through the differences...

Crawlin' in the pollen and the dandelion grass,
Hot enough to light a fire with a magnifying glass...






And the last one I'll share is "Bloody Poetry" by Grieves. I just really love this instrumental and his delivery. He has a number of great instrumentals that feature soulful keys and the use of horns.

My favorite line:
It's forever, slowly resurrected from the dust,
When you realize it's everything inside of you -- It's us.