Posted on 12/09/2011 8:47:42 PM PST by Cringing Negativism Network
Have been leisurely enjoying listening, to a well run classic rock station this evening, long ago having concluded radio is far more reality-based than Hollyweird.
(stop)
Which, it turns out, is an unintentional Anthem opposing Obama...
Whose entire purpose appears to be making the United States of America:
"Comfortably numb".
FUBO.
Love that song.
Do you have a hotlink for this song?
“just a little thin prick...I mean pin prick”
Yep.
Comfortably Numb
(Roger Waters)
Hello?
Is there anybody in there?
Just nod if you can hear me.
Is there anyone at home?
Come on, now,
I hear you’re feeling down.
Well I can ease your pain
And get you on your feet again.
Relax.
I need some information first.
Just the basic facts
Can you show me where it hurts?
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying.
When I was a child I had a fever
My hands felt just like two balloons.
Now I’ve got that feeling once again
I can’t explain you would not understand
This is not how I am.
I have become comfortably numb.
(solo)
I have become comfortably numb.
O. K.
Just a little pin prick.
There’ll be no more AHHHHHHHHHHHHH!
But you may feel a little sick.
Can you stand up?
I do believe its working. Good.
That’ll keep you going through the show
Come on it’s time to go.
There is no pain you are receding
A distant ship, smoke on the horizon.
You are only coming through in waves.
Your lips move but I can’t hear what you’re saying.
When I was a child
I caught a fleeting glimpse
Out of the corner of my eye
I turned to look but it was gone
I cannot put my finger on it now
The child is grown,
The dream is gone.
I have become comfortably numb.
The words in The Hotel California by the eagles always remined me of hell. You can check out but never leave plus some of the other phrases in the song..
Hotel California
The Eagles
On a dark desert highway,
Cool wind in my hair,
Warm smell of “colitas”
Rising up through the air,
Up ahead in the distance
I saw a shimmering light,
My head grew heavy and my sight grew dim,
I had to stop for the night.
There she stood in the doorway,
I heard the mission bell
And I was thinkin’ to myself :
“This could be heaven and this could be hell”
Then she lit up a candle,
And she showed me the way,
There were voices down the corridor,
I thought I heard them say
Welcome to the Hotel California,
Such a lovely place, (Such a lovely place) Such a lovely face
Plenty of room at the Hotel California,
Any time of year, (Any time of year) You can find it here
Her mind is Tiffany-twisted,
She got the Mercedes BENZ
She got a lot of pretty, pretty boys
she calls friends
How they dance in the courtyard,
Sweet summer sweat
Some dance to remember,
Some dance to forget
So I called up the Captain
“Please bring me my wine”
He said, “We haven’t had that spirit here
Since nineteen sixty-nine”
And still those voices are calling from far away,
Wake you up in the middle of the night
Just to hear them say:
Welcome to the Hotel California,
Such a lovely place, (Such a lovely place) Such a lovely face
They’re livin’ it up at the Hotel California,
What a nice surprise, (What a nice surprise) Bring your alibis
Mirrors on the ceiling,
The pink champagne on ice, and she said:
“We are all just prisoners here,
Of our own device”
And in the master’s chambers
They gathered for the feast,
They stabbed it with their steely knives,
But they just can’t kill the beast
Last thing I remember, I was running for the door,
I had to find the passage back to the place I was before,
“Relax,” said the night man, “We are programmed to receive,
You can check out anytime you like... but you can never leave”
Hotel California always suggested a kind of voluntary incarceration to me (”We are all just prisoners here, of our own device”). The reference, of course, is to California, which seduces you with its beauty, while, simultaneously corrupts you with its shallowness. You know you should leave it all, but you don’t. Maybe that is hell.
The Eagles all claimed that the song described (unflatteringly) the hedonistic Hollywood/LA Music scene in the late ‘60s and early ‘70s.
The connection between that and Hell, of course, is a matter of interpretation.
I guess with most songs we give it our own interpretation..
Give this a spin: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JWnapx502uQ
You dah MAN! Thanks!!!!!!!!!!
What a great post. I’ve been listening to “Is there Anybody Out There”, the live version of The Wall from the 1980-81 tour a lot recently. Gotta get some friends together to watch the movie again soon...
With any luck, the only folks having to live under the constraints of Obamacare, will be Obama and the idiots who voted it into law.
They may have been a bunch of hippies, but damn if they didn’t make some of the best music of all time!
I just got done listening to “Dogs” on the Animals album. That’s one of my all-time favorites.
There is no such thing as a well run, classic rock station. All you need is the same 200 songs and a few commercials, and then pay some flunkie to puke into the microphone. I’ll go play my Warren Zevon and Frank Zappa tunes, which will never be heard on such a station.
With any luck, the only folks having to live under the constraints of Obamacare, will be Obama and the idiots who voted it into law.Sorry to rain on your parade, Larry, but the scumbags laughingly called "representatives" in congress (both houses) have exempted themselves and their bloated staffs from 0bamacare.
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