Discussion in 'Tilted Art, Photography, Music & Literature' started by Baraka_Guru, Jul 5, 2013.
A surprisingly upbeat and dance-able song about killin' your woman.
One of my favourites out of all of genres.
I am a huge fan of the Sons of the Pioneers. "Cool Water" is a timeless classic as well but did not seem fit here with this theme as they are just dying of thirst and still around to talk about it.
speaking of ella.
Nick Cave - Stagger Lee (one of many versions of this legend)
Not the best quality, but this song rips my heart out every time I hear it.
He wrote this song and Whazzzisface from Limp Bizkit helped him record it. Wes someone.
Kid was the definition of bad ass.
In what may be the ultimate death song of Western culture, I present "Dido's Lament," from Henry Purcell's opera Dido and Aeneas. For this aria, Aeneas has dumped Dido and is sailing back home. Dido's big plan to show him what a huge mistake he's making is to impale herself on the beach and set herself on fire so that he can see the horrible spectacle from his ship. This is the song she sings right before doing it, properly titled, "When I Am Laid In Earth."
I might have posted this one in Love Songs, but it fits here, too. One of my very favorite songs.
I've shed all my tears, and I've said my goodbyes
Now I'll lay myself down where my pretty girl lies
And when I awake, I'll be on Earth no more
I'll be dancing a jig with the girl I adore...
I was just listening to the vinyl transfer I did a while back on my computer and was thinking how much this fits in here -
Franz Schubert's Erlkonig, published in 1815 when he was only 18 years old. It tells a horror story of a man racing home by horseback through the dark woods with his sick child in his arms. The child can see a ghostly specter called the Erlkonig floating along beside him, enticing the little boy to talk and come and play. The father races faster, begging the son not to look at the spirit, or talk to it, or (most definitely) NOT touch it. Unfortunately, by the time the father finally arrives at home, he is holding a dead child in his arms.
I said: Hell no.
As the night grows cold we crack our shovels in the ground; when we reach the bottom please don't tell me what we've found!
And they'll say you always were friends, but they're lying to survive.
When you constrict you suck my soul into eternity.
SWEET, SWEET TUCKJOB BONUS:
Great Big Sea!
And this one...hee hee
And I kept thinking of the opera...
pasted the original of this song down on the tragic people thread.
really love this cover, though.
A little Metallica... For Whom The Bell Tolls
Disturbed environmental dystopia, Another Way To Die. Which we seem to be heading towards
And Johnny Cash's cover of Hurt
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