Beck – Heaven Hammer – Missing – Lyrics and Video – Air Remix

This song popped up on my iTunes today, I was thoroughly enjoying it, so I thought I would share it with all of you here.

Beck’s songs are not always uplifting, think of “Loser“, but they are usually all very interesting. Though this song’s lyrics are a little bit of a downer, the music and rhythm seem very positive at the same time, leaving you just about as happy when your done, as when you started…

Beck’s Heaven Hammer – Missing – Remix By Air

Beck – Heaven Hammer – Missing Lyrics

I prayed Heaven today
Bring its hammer down on me
And pound you out of my head
I can’t think with you in it

I dragged all that I owned
Down the dirt road to find you
My shoes worn out and used
They can’t take me much farther

Something always takes the place of missing pieces
You can take and put together even though
You know there’s something missing

Something always takes the place of missing pieces
You can take and put together even though
You know there’s something missing

She rides in a car, like a queen on a card
And the guns of her mind, aim a line straight at mine
To a heart that was broke, tried to feel but got choked
In the smoke of a desert, a beach with no treasure

A night that’s so blue, feed the aching in you
And the background birds, take a flight from the earth
Where the bonfire burns and the night current turns
On a lifeboat floating, down a river of sleep

I can’t see her hollow eyes
I’m walkin’ along with my boots full of rocks
I can’t believe these tears were mine
I’ll give them to you to keep away in a box

I’ll give them to you to keep away in a box
I’ll give them to you to keep away in a box
I’ll give them to you to keep away in a box

Something always takes the place of missing pieces
You can take and put together even though
You know there’s something missing

Something always missing
Always someone missing something
Something always missing
Always someone missing something

Something always missing
Always someone missing something
Something always missing
Always someone missing something

What Happened To Disco ?

If you are from North America, you would likely answer the question “What Happened to Disco?” with the statement “It Died”, but for people from everywhere else in the world the story might be something a bit different.

I am posting this story here not because I have some need to wear white bell-bottom rune stone encrusted pants, and point simultaneously at the floor and the sky as I think I look incredibly awesome in the middle of a multicolored dance floor, but because I think it is an interesting bit of history that is worth reading about, and also that the music at the bottom should be listened to at least once by everyone.

I, as a Canadian born in the 70s, was raised by my fellow Rock and Roll countrymen to hate Disco, it was the definition of uncool, and other than owning a Village People albums when I was about six, I have pretty much avoided the music for most of my life.

First a little bit of history here about what happened to Disco in North America, where it did indeed die a very fast and painful death. For a while Disco was very popular, peaking with movies such as Saturday Night Fever, everyone just could not seem to get enough of music that seemed destined with its rhythm to make you get up and dance.

Unfortunately, for Disco, it became too popular too fast, many radio stations started switching from Rock to Disco to try and cash in on the popularity, and that created a backlash against the music.

The beginning of disco’s end in North America can be traced back to a series of events that happened in 1979 in  Chicago, USA. A popular DJ in named Steve Dahl was fired from local rock radio station WDAI for refusing to play disco music, he then got a job at rival album-rock station WLUP and began his anti Disco campaign.  Dahl created a mock organization called “The Insane Coho Lips Anti-Disco Army” to oppose disco.  Dahl with his broadcast partner Garry Meier continually mocked and scorned disco records on air.

On Thursday, July 12, 1979 Dahl, Meier, and Mike Veeck (son of then-White Sox owner Bill Veeck), Jeff Schwartz, WLUP Sales Manager, and Dave Logan, WLUP Promotion Director, devised a promotional event dubbed Disco Demolition Night. People were allowed to bring unwanted disco music records to the White Sox game in exchange for the admission fee of 98¢ (representing the station’s location on the FM dial, 97.9). The records would be collected, placed in a large crate in center field, and blown up by Dahl.

The turnout for this promotion far exceeded expectations. White Sox management had hoped for around  12,000 people, but an estimated 90,000 turned up at the 52,000-seat stadium. Thousands of people climbed walls and fences attempting to enter Comiskey Park, while others were denied admission.

The crate on the field was soon filled with records, and once the staff stopped collecting any more from the crowd, the spectators who realized records were shaped like frisbees, began to throw records from the stands during the game, often striking other fans. Some people also threw beer and firecrackers from the stands.

After the first game of the double header Dahl, dressed as a soldier, entered the field with bodyguards. He led the stadium in a chant of “Disco Sucks” and then after a countdown, detonated the crate of disco LPs, the explosives tore a hole in the outfield grass surface and a small fire began burning. Dahl, Shark, and the bodyguards hopped into a jeep which circled the field once and then exited. Thousands of fans then rushed onto the field. Some started small scale riots, and lit more fires. The batting cage was pulled down and wrecked, the bases were stolen, and the field was destroyed. The scoreboard flashed, “PLEASE RETURN TO YOUR SEATS.”, eventually the chaos was ended by Police in Riot gear, six people had minor injuries and thirty-six people were arrested.

Soon after the event, speaking the word Disco was almost treated as a  swear, and eventually North American disco died.

However, in the rest of the world Disco continued, and has over the last three decades changed considerably, the lyrics are mostly gone, and it has mutated into what is often called Trance  music, it has even made its way back to North America and is often played again in Night Clubs, and at Raves.

Since most people will never hear this on the radio stations back home I decided to put a few examples of this music here, fellow North Americans, I have posted nothing but Rock on this website, and will probably continue to do so after this post, but this is some music that you best have a listen to. I was introduced to this music by Europeans in 1994, and do enjoy it. However I enjoy lyrics with music, so rock is still my favorite.

I hated Disco for the girly voices coming out of men, the outfits, the glitter, and the posing. Thankfully all of that has gone away over the years. Love it or hate it it’s no skin off my back, this is what will great you in most clubs in Europe as you open the door, so crank it up and imagine you are walking through those doors when you hear it.

Hoobastank – The Reason – Lyrics and Video

I haven’t heard this song in quite a few years. It seems every day as I was driving to work in the mid 2000s this song would end up playing at some point. Even though I heard it many many times, I still felt the need to crank it up and sing along.

Although this song is hugely popular in my home country, I realize that most of my visitors are from other parts of the world, so I thought I would share it here with all of you.

Crank it up, and enjoy.

Hoobastank – The Reason – Lyrics

I’m not a perfect person
There’s many things I wish I didn’t do
But I continue learning
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I’ve found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I’m sorry that I hurt you
It’s something I must live with every day
And all the pain I put you through
I wish that I could take it all away
And be the one who catches all your tears
That’s why I need you to hear

I’ve found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you [x4]

I’m not a perfect person
I never meant to do those things to you
And so I have to say before I go
That I just want you to know

I’ve found a reason for me
To change who I used to be
A reason to start over new
and the reason is you

I’ve found a reason to show
A side of me you didn’t know
A reason for all that I do
And the reason is you

Green Jelly – Three Little Pigs – Video and Lyrics

Have you ever heard the story of the Three Little Pigs as told by Green Jelly?

This one was one of my favorites in my teen years. It is the story of the three little pigs modernized to some very simple music, shouted into a microphone, and told through the magic of Claymation (this is real claymation with time lapse clay figures, before CGI)

Normally I would tell you to crank it up, but better just to make it so you can hear the voice, I have a feeling this song at loud volumes would definitely give you hearing damage, if not brain damage.

Enjoy

Lyrics – Green Jelly – Three Little Pigs

Why don’t you sit right back and I
I may tell you a tale, a tale of 3
Little pigs and a big bad wolf

Well, the first little piggy
Well, he was kinda hick
He spent most of his days
Just day dreamin’ of the city

And then one day he bought a guitar
He moved to Hollywood to become a star
But living on the farm he knew nothing of the city
Built his house outta straw, what a pity?

Then one day
Jammin’ on some chords
Along came the wolf
Knockin’ on his door

Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin
Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin

Well, I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in

I’m huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’
An’ I’ll blow your house in

Well, the second little piggy
Well, he was kinda stokin’
Spent most of his days just a ganja smokin’
Hoppin’ and a boppin’ down on Venice beach
Gettin’ paid money for religious speech

Built his shelter from what he garbage picked
Mostly made up of old cans and sticks
Then one day he was crankin’ out Bob Marley
Along came the wolf on his big bad harley

Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin
Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin

Well, I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in

I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’
An’ I’ll blow your house in

Well, the third little piggy
The grade A student, his daddy was a rock star
Named Pig Nugent, earned his master’s degree
From Harvard college

Built his house from his architect knowledge
A tri level mansion
Hollywood hills
Daddy’s rock stardom
Paid for the bills

Then one day came the old house masher
The big bad wolf the little piggy slasher

Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin
Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin

Well, I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in

Huffin’, puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’
An’ I’ll blow your house in

Well, the big bad wolf, well, he huffed and he puffed
All that he could and low and behold
The little piggy’s house stood
It’s made out of concrete the little piggy shouted

The wolf just frowned as he pouted
So they called 911 like any piggy would
They sent out Rambo just as fast as they could

Yo wolf face
I’m your worst nightmare
Your ass is mine

Well, the wolf fell dead as you can plainly see
And that’s the end of story, for you and me
But still give a listen, you just may
Hear the big wolf and little piggies say

Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin
Little pig, little pig let me in
Not by the hair of my chiny chin chin

Well, I’m huffin’, I’m puffin’
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
Blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
Blow your house in
Huffin’, puffin’
Blow your house in

Huffin’ and puffin’ and
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’ and
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and puffin’ and
I’ll blow your house in
Huffin’ and I’ll puffin’ and
I’ll blow your house in

And the moral of the story is
That bands with no talent
Can easily amuse idiots
With a stupid puppet show

Ween – If You Could Save Yourself, You’d Save Us All – Lyrics and Video

It has been a while since I posted some music here, though I listen to it constantly as I work and write.

One song I have been listening to by Ween I thought I would post here, because it is just so filled with powerful emotions, and has many parts to it I think we can all relate to from one point of our life to another.

I was not able to find the official video to this song if there is one, but this fan made video with the works of a very good sand artist is very interesting and is worth watching in its own right.

Ween – If You Could Save Yourself, You’d Save Us All – Lyrics

On a free ride home from the embassy
I saw the governor, and his lover holding hands
When I got to my place, I emptied my suitcase
And opened the windows wide

If you could save yourself, you’d save us all
Is that what you called me for, is that why you’re knocking on my door?
The time I’ve spent, working myself to death
Thought that’s what you wanted
I thought you needed my help
To make it good again, to make us strong
To make you happy, to push you along
And gain some respect, to be thrown a crumb
I was on my knees, when you knocked me down

The wheels fell off, the bottom dropped out
The checks all bounced, I came in your mouth
Your mother came calling but there was no one around
The trash caught fire when the leaves turned brown
The vultures were circling when the circus left town
I left you a note but I wrote it in disappearing ink

If you could save yourself, you’d save us all
Is that what you called me for, is that why you’re knocking on my door?
The time I’ve spent, working myself to death
Thought that’s what you wanted
I thought you needed my help
To make it good again, to make us strong
To make you happy, to push you along
And gain some respect, to be thrown a crumb
I was on my knees, when you knocked me down

Crank it up and enjoy.

Ween – If You Could Save Yourself, You’d Save Us All – Lyrics
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