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22-02-2008
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Songs Which Mention Your Location
Below are two which mention Alberta, for me and the other Albertan member. I can think of songs which mention Georgia, Illinois (& Chicago,) San Jose, Ontario, London, New York... I bet nearly everyone can find a (good) song mentioning their location. National anthems don't count... You may well have to resort to local bands doing punk or folk or country... That is part of the game... If you get stuck call your local campus radio station and ask a dj. They are used to odd requests..
My song#2 is obscure, but instructions to hear it are below http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_deAnCRXNo0 I'm a workin' man But I ain't worked for a while Like some old tin can From the bottom of the pile From the bottom of the pile I have lost my way But I hear tell About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement My words are like a rope That's wrapped around my throat Wash my mouth with soap For words unfit to quote I have lost my way But I hear tell About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement I have lost my way But I hear tell About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement And now I'm free to go But time cannot remove The only life I know Now only time will prove Yes, only time will prove If I have lost my way Cause I hear tell About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement Yeah, I have lost my way But I hear tell About a heaven in Alberta Where they've got all hell for a basement ---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------- looking for the mp3... This is how to hear this song: go to http://radio3.cbc.ca/ then put "Mike Mcdonald" in search and in the results click on the fourth link down CBC Radio 3 - New Music Canada - Artist - Jr. Gone Wild ... to new musical endeavours. Mike McDonald, the one constant in the band since its beginning, has started the Mike McDonald Band. ... radio3.cbc.ca/nmc/artist.aspx?name=Jr-Gone-Wild&readmore=true - 27k Then at the right click playlist on the player, then click on third song down Just the Other Day (Mike. McDonald) You could hardly call it sublime, but it was a pretty good time She was resplendent in her fashion, although she lacked that certain passion And I was such a keener for the lifestyle that had weaned her It was such a different scene, and we tried to grow up mean And I met her in Alberta but I never uttered a word of The feelings that I had even when I felt real bad Cuz things were so contrary teenage years are scary Experience was nil and I see her still In the bars and the libraries and the wars and bowls of cherries And the poetry of ages and the rosemaries and the sages And the wheat and wind and dirges, through the prairies and the urges And the clumsiness of youth and the wisdom of the truth And I was thinking just the other day Was it fun, was it dumb, was it right? Guess I'll get a case of beer looks like I'm gonna be up all night It was neat and almost forgotten quite like Johnny Rotten All the punkers drank their fill and they puked on the windowsill Of a blurry unwritten future while splitting all the sutures Of a past tattooed with pain impossible to explain And it took about forty full moons and a hundred thousand sad tunes And a million barricades and a bad version of purple haze To lift the rusty visor of the jaded knight inside her So she could see the starting gun and then her life went on the run Chorus I tried to stay behind her but the slipstream was a sidewinder And I tripped on an ideal and my heart burned and peeled So I collected my resources and I ate about seven courses Of a dozen bad mistakes served on silver plates And she lived happily ever after and I got lost in the laughter Emitted by the stream of an adolescent dream And I wound up in the alley where the broken hearts would rally Against a world of hurt although we ate it for desert And so I lost her in Alberta and since then I never heard of Her vision or her light or her blindness or her night Me I'm parallel with danger now that she's become a stranger I gotta laugh when it hits the surface... thank God the past can't find a purchase.... Chorus Last edited by Raccoon; 23-02-2008 at 12:13 AM. |
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22-02-2008
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Mew!
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I knew this song would come to my head first. I never heard the song and I don't want to hear it.
Bloody Chavs.I also can't be bothered to find a video either. So sue me. (Mickal is in a bad mood.) Lily Allen L.D.N Lyrics (Verse 1) Riding through the city on my bike all day, 'Coz the filth took away my license. It doesn't get me down and I feel OK, 'Coz the sights that I'm seeing are priceless! Everything seems to look as it should, But, I wonder what goes on behind doors. A fella looking dapper - and he's sitting with a slapper, Then I see it's a pimp and his crack whore! You might laugh - you might frown, Walking round London town (Chorus) Sun is in the sky, oh why, oh why Would I wanna be anywhere else? Sun is in the sky, oh why, oh why Would I wanna be anywhere else? When you look with your eyes, Everything seems nice... But, if you look twice, You can see it's all lies! (Verse 2) There was a little old lady, Who was walkin down the road, She was struggling with bags from Tesco. There were people from the city havin' lunch in the park, I believe that is called 'al fresco'. When a kid came along to offer a hand, But before she had time to accept it, Hits her over the head - doesn't care if she's dead, 'Cause he's got all her jewellery and wallet! You might laugh - you might frown, Walkin round London town. (Chorus) Sun is in the sky, oh why, oh why Would I wanna be anywhere else? Sun is in the sky oh why, oh why Would I wanna be anywhere else? When you look with your eyes, Everything seems nice... But, if you look twice, You can see it's all lies! Life, yeah that city life, yeah that city life, yeah that city life... Life, yeah thats city life, yeah thats city life, yeah thats city life. (Chorus) Sun is in the sky, oh why, oh why Would I wanna be anywhere else? Sun is in the sky, oh why, oh why Would I wanna be anywhere else? Sun is in the sky, oh why, oh why Would I wanna be anywhere else? Sun is in the sky, oh why, oh why Would I wanna be anywhere else? When you look with your eyes, Everything seems nice... But, if you look twice, You can see it's all lies! When you look with your eyes, Everything seems nice... But, if you look twice, You can see it's all lies! 
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22-02-2008
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Leprechauns!
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Hmmm...my city doesn't get mentioned often, but here's a song about it. It actually got alot of airtime when it came out, and still gets played every once in a while here. It's funny if you live here :P
One Great City by the Weaktherthans http://youtube.com/watch?v=F1WxZ4w7NFM Late afternoon, another day is nearly done A darker grey is breaking through a lighter one A thousand sharpened elbows in the underground That hollow hurried sound, feet on polished floor And in the dollar store, the clerk is closing up And counting loonies trying not to say I hate Winnipeg The driver checks the mirror seven minutes late The crowded riders' restlessness enunciates The Guess Who sucked, the Jets were lousy anyway The same route everyday And in the turning lane Someone’s stalled again He’s talking to himself And hears the price of gas repeat his phrase I hate Winnipeg And up above us all Leaning into sky Our golden business boy Will watch the North End die And sing, “I love this town” Then let his arcing wrecking ball proclaim I Hate Winnipeg |
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22-02-2008
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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=rUewWfSihBc
http://vids.myspace.com/index.cfm?fu...ideoID=5441353 Can't think of any other for now but I'm sure there are a lot. |
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22-02-2008
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@ Tigger
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PJRCYWhAvxY From coast to coast by night and day, hear the clickin' of the wheels The hummin' of the diesel, of her ribbons of steel Carryin' the memories of a nation built by hand See the Indian Pacific span the land She's the pride of all the railway men 'cross country where she flies From blue Pacific waters to where the mountains rise By lakes and wide brown rivers, through desert country dry See the Indian Pacific passin' by Oh the Indian Pacific she goes rollin' down the track Five thousand miles to travel before she's there and back Beside the line, a drover waves his battered old grey hat And kids are catchin' yabbies down by the river flat And a woman hangs her washing in a backyard near the line As the Indian Pacific's rollin' by Hear the whistle blowin' lonely 'neath the Nullabor star light Saluting those who walk across the track she romps tonight Callin' to the railway camp and the fitters on the line I'm the Indian Pacific, right on time From the silver of the Broken Hill to old Kalgoorlie gold She mirrors all the colours of the land so hot and old Then the western clouds are blooming and the air is just like wine And the Indian Pacific's makin' time Oh the Indian Pacific she goes rollin' down the track Five thousand miles to travel before she's there and back From the waters of the western sea to the eastern ocean sand The Indian Pacific spans the land Oh the Indian Pacific spans the land |
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23-02-2008
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Well...this is an obvious one...anyone who's ever been to the East Coast will have heard it before
 Farewell to Nova Scotia (performed by Ryan's Fancy) The sun was setting in the west The birds were singing on every tree All nature seemed inclined for a rest But still there was no rest for me. Chorus Farewell to Nova Scotia, the sea-bound coast Let your mountains dark and dreary* be For when I am far away on the briny ocean tossed Will you ever heave a sigh and a wish for me? I greive to leave my native land I grieve to leave my comrades all And my parents whom I held so dear And the bonnie, bonnie lassie that I do adore. Chorus The drums they do beat and the wars do alarm The captain orders, I must obey So farewell, farewell to Nova Scotia's charms For it's early in the morning and I am far, far away. Chorus I have three brothers and they are at rest Their arms are folded on their breasts But a poor simple sailor just like me Must be tossed and driven on the dark blue sea. Chorus 'dreary' is typicly sung 'drear-eye'. 'every' is another term spoken differently, as it inclines to be sung "ev'rey". 'lass' is sometimes sung "lassie" or (If the singer is female) "lad" or "laddie". Another which is well known in 'country' circles and, of course, with the older generations of Nova Scotians (I'm not that old, but I know it!) My Nova Scotia Home by Hank Snow (just the first half of the video) There's a place I'll always cherish,neath the blue Atlantic skies Where the shores down in Cape Breton,bit the golden sun to rise And the fragrance of the apple blossoms,above the dew kissed lawns Back in dear old Nova Scotia,the place where I was born The Scotian and the Ocean Limited,and the Maritime express Their mighty engines throbbing,make their way towards the west And the sturdy fishing schooner,sways so lazy to and frow Nova Scotia is my sanctuary,and I love her so Far across this great Dominion,I have travelled far and wide Where the shores out in Vancouver,kiss the blue Pacific tide I have crossed the snow capped Rockies saw the wheat fields golden blaze Headed back to Nova Scotia,where I'll spend my twilight days Where the pretty robin red breast Sings to loved ones in the trees and the French dialect in old Quebec,keeps a'calling out to me It seems to say be on your way be on your way There's a welcome at the door Where the kin folks are awaiting on that green Atlantic shore Down through beautiful New Brunswick,and across to PEI To the rock bound coasts of Newfoundland I'll love them till I die But if God came here on Earth with us and asked for a little rest I'd take him to Nova Scotia home The place that I love best And for the Capers...of course...there's always... Rita MacNeil and She's Called Nova Scotia She grows on you slowly The first time you meet There's just so much beauty The heart can believe And you want to stay longer And she's ever so pleased You're one of the many who don't Want to leave Chorus So walk through her green field Go down to the sea The fortune in your eyes Is more like a dream She's called Nova Scotia And she so makes you feel You've discovered a treasure No other has seen It's hard to remember The places you've been For once in her presence She's all that you see And she cradles you softly Like a warm gentle breeze And wins your heart over With a feeling of peace Chorus She welcomes the strangers From far away shores While deep down inside her Some walk through her soul And at night in her slumber The winds softly call And awakens her spirit That lives in us all Chorus There are dozens more songs about Nova Scotia, but I'll stop now :-D EDIT: 'Coon I can't believe you didn't include Gordon Lightfoot's "Alberta Bound" |
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23-02-2008
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Oh these are priceless - all of them! *sings Farewell to Nova Scotia to himself for the next week, followed by "Speed Bonny Boat"* While Canada is dominating this thread, here are two more from me... (BTW, any other Canadians need only pore over the songbook of Stompin' Tom Connors, or, failing that, Gordon Lightfoot for material
) Alberta Bound would have been my 4th choice; my third would be Four Strong Winds, Alberta's unofficial anthem: There are so many great versions to choose: Neil Young, Searchers, Bob Denver, but I chose Johnny Cash, he sounds so old and sad http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fvgDXkHjAHM Think I'll go out to Alberta, Weather's good there in the fall. I got some friends that I can go to working for, Still I wish you'd change your mind If I asked you one more time, But we've been through that a hundred times or more. Four strong winds that blow lonely, Seven seas that run high, All those things that don't change, Come what may. If the good times are all gone, And I'm bound for moving on. I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. If I get there before the snow flies, And if things are going good, You could meet me if I send you down the fare. But by then it would be winter Not much for you to do And the wind sure can blows cold way out there Four strong winds that blow lonely, Seven seas that run high, All those things that don't change, Come what may. If the good times are all gone, And I'm bound for moving on. I'll look for you if I'm ever back this way. And I can't resist this one for (North) Ontario http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kIMameR5aqo |
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