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Vin 03:09 am UTC 02/10/11 |
| In reply to: | re: NJC: Next Best Thing - Rupert 01:06 am UTC 02/10/11 |
| I don't try to do Steinman. I just do what I do. I'm heavily influenced by Jim, of course, but I've only ever once set out to write a deliberate Steinman knock-off, and that was in 1993 or so. (I also think that I, and everybody on this board, share a certain degree of artistic sensibility with Jim, that was in place before we ever heard Jim's name. There's a reason we're here, you know? And not much else accounts for a straight 10-year-old boy sitting through "Streets of Fire" and being absolutely blown away by Ellen Aim & The Attackers.) My lyrics do tend to be more literal, or factual, than Jim's, its true. > If you are trying to do Steinman try and do a little OTT a > bit more often and not so factual otherwise it is Bad > Company not Steinman. > > Example - Sure the shadows are thick and the light in > here’s tricky, should be something like > You embrace the shadows of my darkest thoughts > I sense a need growing from your silent presence > ellinminate the night and discover my passion... > > Should be something like - > Instead of Bouncer's calling closing time say call him the > Matchfaker's calling closing time > > You, you’re not as young as you used to be, > Should be something like - you're not as pure as virgin > snow > Instead of - And I refuse to be as old as I feel. > but this old stallion needs a refreshing gallop > on glissening grounds that cascades and unfolds > > > > Some lyrics I'd like to share. Not intentional, but I > > sort of feel like this is a prequel to a song I posted > > awhile back, "You Pay for What You Get." For a reason I > > can't yet figure out, I write most of my lyrics for female > > characters, and they tend to be a little fucked in the > > head. > > > > "Next Best Thing" > > > > This place is packed tonight > > With damned and damaged souls > > So many phony brave faces > > Hoping hard that nobody will notice > > Just how bad > > > > But you let your heart show > > It’s dripping down your sleeve > > You’ve got that look about you > > Like you don’t know what to believe > > Anymore > > > > So offer me your ear > > Maybe later we can get the hell out of here > > But for now sit back and let me do the talking > > > > Oh boy, stop wishing on broken stars, > > Quit dreaming recycled dreams. > > If the Gods ever cared they’d have answered your prayers, > > You wouldn’t be here in the back of this bar, > > Crying cold tears on colder shoulders > > And conjuring your desperate schemes. > > > > Let me be your next best thing tonight > > And I’ll let you be mine. > > It’s past last call, the house has turned up the lights, > > The bouncer’s calling closing time. > > You, you’re not as young as you used to be, > > And I refuse to be as old as I feel. > > So I’ll settle for you if you’ll settle for me – > > Nod twice for “yes,” pick up the check – > > Give me a kiss and we’ll seal this deal. > > > > No you can’t put make-up on a shattered heart, > > Sun glasses won’t hide an anguished mind, > > You can tease your hair up like an ecstasy high, > > And pull your hat low as the brim will go, > > Sure the shadows are thick and the light in here’s > > tricky, > > But sooner or later – you better pray that it’s later- > > Sooner or later, boy, > > Even the small cracks will show. > > > > > > This place is Hell tonight, > > So many devils are on the prowl. > > We’ve got our best angel masks on, > > But I can see you like mine anyhow, > > Like it bad. > > > > You went and let your heart show! > > Its pouring down your sleeve, > > I swear I’m looking right through you, > > And I’ll never let nobody deceive you > > Anymore > > > > So offer me your hand > > We can have ourselves a little one night stand > > You never know how different things may look in the > > morning > > > > So boy, stop waiting for the ride to begin, > > Quit watching from your seat in the stands. > > There’s no way you can win without some skin in the game, > > No way to knock a little something straight out of the > > park > > You can wash away your fears in these watered down beers > > Or you can get a little life on your hands. > > > > Let me be your next best thing tonight > > And I’ll let you be mine. > > It’s past last call, the house has turned up the lights, > > The bouncer’s calling closing time. > > You, you’re not as young as you used to be, > > And I refuse to be as old as I feel. > > So I’ll settle for you if you’ll settle for me – > > Nod twice for “yes,” pick up the check – > > Give me a kiss and we’ll seal this deal. > > > > | |
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