Yeah, I'm playing a Battle of the Bands at my buddy's college in Reading, PA. We were gonna do some original stuff but were really not working too well with the singer we got on short notice, so were sticking with just covers for this one.
Setlist: I Won't Back Down - Tom Petty Knockin' On Heaven's Door - Bob Dylan Longview - Green Day What I Got (Reprise) - Sublime
On paper it seems like an odd grouping of songs, but it flows pretty well and we're sounding pretty good... though I suppose I would be biased.
And since I haven't said it yet (and you clearly care so much), I will be playing guitar with our singer playing rhythm on his acoustic on the Dylan song and the Sublime song. He'll also be rocking some harmonica on the Petty song and the Dylan song. We've also got a drummer and a bassist... but who cares about them amirite?!
And if you're honest to God so bored that you've actually read all of this, I award you with this!
Ice-age heat wave, can't complain.
If the world's at large, why should I remain?
Walked away to another plan.
Gonna find another place, maybe one I can stand.
I move on to another day, to a whole new town with a whole new way.
Went to the porch to have a thought.
Got to the door and again, I couldn't stop.
You don't know where and you don't know when.
But you still got your words and you got your friends.
Walk along to another day.
Work a little harder, work another way.
Well uh-uh baby I ain't got no plan.
We'll float on maybe would you understand?
Gonna float on maybe would you understand?
Well I'll float on maybe would you understand?
The days get shorter and the nights get cold.
I like the autumn but this place is getting old.
I pack up my belongings and I head for the coast.
It might not be a lot but I feel like I'm making the most.
The day's get longer and the nights smell green.
I guess it's not surprising but it's spring and I should leave.
I like songs about drifters - books about the same.
They both seem to make me feel a little less insane.
Walked on off to another spot.
I still haven't got anywhere that I want.
Did I want love? Did I need to know?
Why does it always feel like I'm caught in an undertow?
The moths beat themselves to death against the lights.
Adding their breeze to the summer nights.
Outside, water like air was great.
I didn't know what I had that day.
Walk a little farther to another plan.
You said that you did, but you didn't understand.
I know that starting over is not what life's all about.
But my thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud, I couldn't hear my mouth.
My thoughts were so loud.
I know my blogs are usually funny, or at least attempting to be funny... But this song is just so beautiful I thought I'd make a serious one for a change. It's just that when I hear this song... I...
*Note: By "cry", I mean the badass way an indian chief would cry. Like standing atop a hill looking down at your once beautiful land that has been since been destroyed by the white man... and then a single tear rolls down your cheek. That's how real men cry.
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