A Mark In Time
Previous Albums => Down The Road Wherever (2018) => Topic started by: Rail King on October 03, 2018, 05:51:44 PM
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Guys, I have the official lyrics sheet, as provided by Universal to journalists. I'm posting the whole thing here, below. Interestingly, there are some mistakes/mispellings in it (for instance, Just a Boy Away from Home is called Just a Boy/You'll Never Walk Alone here ... But anyway, these lyrics certainly are much more reliable than what we try to denote while listening.
As expected and as usual with Mark, we're getting some great lyrics with this new album:
Trapper Man
The trapper man’s in from the hinterlands
Filth and grease on his clothes and hands
From the outermost, the farthermost
Comes riding in to the trading post
Got a pack horse loaded up with hides
Steps in to see the man inside
‘I got furs, skins, a little meat too
Here, I got a good piece just for you'
'You take this home to give the wife’
The trapper draws his skinning knife
Now the fat man's desk is a butcher's block
The trapper cuts the meat and talks
‘You’re gonna lose your shirt on a nowhere man
Lose your shirt in nowhere land
Back out there is my country
And you best let this trapper be the trapper
You need the trapper man
The trapper man
If you don't want to be where lightning strikes
Better let me work the way I like
You don't want to know how I fill my sacks
You go out there you don't come back
You got nature red in tooth and claw
And you ain't got no rule of law
And if you don't know nature's way
All that's gonna stop you being the prey is the trapper
You need the trapper man
The trapper man
You wanna wear them gems and rings
You wanna show off them shiny things
Shake your money maker, bro
Where the movers and the shakers go
You wanna go do what you do
Let the gold and silver come to you
I need you but you need me
So you best let this trapper be the trapper
You need the trapper man
The trapper man
When he's done his thing and gone his way
The fat men light cigars and say
“Holy smokes did you see that?
We all made money on the trapper cat”
Sit back in their big ass chairs
Say, “Boys, that is the man right there”
I’m the lifeline for your big soft ass
It’s the trapper puts it in first class, the trapper
You need the trapper man
The trapper man
Back On The Dance Floor
Hand me down my high roller Stetson
Hand me down my smokeless .41
We’re gonna look so sharp when we walk in
They’re gonna be jazzed we come
We’re going for the major comeback
For the motherlode, the mighty score
We’ll be the toast of every knocked out boogie shack
Now we’re back on the dancefloor
Going all the way is the only way to go
The only game in town
Shake your moneymaker closer to the floor
Shake ‘em on down, shake ‘em on down
Hand me down my two-tone wingtips
Hand me down my skull head walking cane
You all gotta wear them shantung gambler suits
They’re gonna be jazzed we came
We’re going for the major comeback
For the motherlode, the mighty score
We’ll be the toast of every knocked out boogie shack
Now we’re back on the dancefloor
Going all the way is the only way to go
The only game in town
Shake your moneymaker closer to the floor
Shake ‘em on down, shake ‘em on down
We’re going for the major comeback
For the motherlode, the mighty score
We’ll be the toast of every knocked out boogie shack
Now we’re back on the dancefloor
Back On The Dance Floor
Hand me down my high roller Stetson
Hand me down my smokeless .41
We’re gonna look so sharp when we walk in
They’re gonna be jazzed we come
We’re going for the major comeback
For the motherlode, the mighty score
We’ll be the toast of every knocked out boogie shack
Now we’re back on the dancefloor
Going all the way is the only way to go
The only game in town
Shake your moneymaker closer to the floor
Shake ‘em on down, shake ‘em on down
Hand me down my two-tone wingtips
Hand me down my skull head walking cane
You all gotta wear them shantung gambler suits
They’re gonna be jazzed we came
We’re going for the major comeback
For the motherlode, the mighty score
We’ll be the toast of every knocked out boogie shack
Now we’re back on the dancefloor
Going all the way is the only way to go
The only game in town
Shake your moneymaker closer to the floor
Shake ‘em on down, shake ‘em on down
We’re going for the major comeback
For the motherlode, the mighty score
We’ll be the toast of every knocked out boogie shack
Now we’re back on the dancefloor
Nobody’s Child
The ragged kid nobody wanted
Left alone to ramble wild
Long ago he was abandoned
Nobody’s child
Never smiles and never chatters
Never quarrels or complains
Grown as hard as the Sierras
And the Western Plains
Come a'cow cow yicky yicky yea
A'come a'cow cow yicky yicky yea
Learned to swing a broken bottle
Learned to use his fists and knife
In the bar rooms and bordellos
Of his life
He drifted down towards the borders
The sky was dark but it did not rain
Came the meanest pistoleros
In the Western Plains
He fell in with these desperadoes
Thieves and killers every one
Prizes hanging from their saddles
With their guns
Come a'cow cow yicky yicky yea
A'come a'cow cow yicky yicky yea
The ragged kid nobody wanted
Left alone to ramble wild
Now he rides beside the Devil
Nobody’s child
Come a'cow cow yicky yicky yea
A'come a'cow cow yicky yicky yea
Just A Boy / You’ll Never Walk Alone
When I was just a boy I’d be kicking a tin
Take the short cut home through the loony bin
I never gave much thought to the souls in there
I was just a boy, too young to care
Well the years go by and you get to see
A dream’s not the same as reality
Well a dream or two is going to crash and burn
And that’s the way that you live and learn
Well it was late one night and I woke at two
And I lay there thinking the way you do
But it’s a long dark night of the soul
When those thoughts are turning sad and old
And then outside on the empty street
I heard the sound of walking feet
Well it was just a boy away from home
And he was singing the song ‘You’ll Never Walk Alone’
When You Leave
When you leave
There’s cordite in the air
A ringing in the stillness
Smoke drifting up the stair
When you leave
When you leave
My heart sounds in my ears
A beating in the darkness
A trace of you still here
When you leave
When you leave
Like it or not
How could I not have fallen for you?
And now that I’m caught
How could I not be blue?
When you leave
I’ll hear the smallest sound
And turn to look behind me
As though you’re still around
When you leave
When you leave
Good On You Son
Flash goes a little hummingbird
A darting, whirring thread
At the screen door by his lemon tree
Out here with the quick and the dead
Designer blinds above L.A.
Frame the perfect view
It’s going to be another day
Of sun and shameless blue
By his cutting block the time has come
For the fruit there by the juicer
He’s grinds fresh coffee for himself
He’s meeting a producer
The L.A.Times lies on the stone
Warming there like bread
Hey, what’s not to like out here
With the quick and the dead?
Good on you, son, good on you
The Camden Shuffle and the old one-two
Good on you, son, good on you
Uh-huh, oh yeah
Good on you, son, good on you
The Camden Shuffle and the old one-two, yeah
Well, you want to know what happiness is?
In his eye there's a hunter’s gleam
Something to look forward to
This cat's gonna get the cream
The skin of a mango is so smooth
Smoother than the devil
Cut it, slice it, chop it up
To the rhythm of a Cockney rebel
Back in Blighty there’s a flat
On a grimy sink estate
That's why he walked out of that
And went to the Golden State
Left the baccy and the beer
Where he was born and bred
Now he’s cutting it out here
With the quick and the dead
Good on you, son, good on you
The Camden Shuffle and the old one-two
Good on you, son, good on you
Uh-huh, oh yeah
What would you’d have had him do?
The Camden Shuffle and the old one-two
Yeah good on you son, good on you
The Camden Shuffle and the old one-two
Good on you, son, good on you
Uh-huh, oh yeah
Good on you, son, good on you
The Camden Shuffle and the old one-two, yeah
My Bacon Roll
I never got the elbow
Just telling you
Before you go
Only telling you
Just so you know
I never got the elbow
I slung it in
Had it up to here
I just pulled the pin
Went and had a beer
I used to love a bit of folding
Just for getting by
A wad of cash
Now that’s out of date
And so am I
As pie and mash
S’cuse me, s’cuse me
Have you got my roll?
My roll? My bacon roll?
The time they took us bowling
What was that about?
I thought what a joke
I just went out
And had a smoke
Then the white water rafting
Just some know-it-all
With the new regime
There to show us all
How to build a team
He says what do you think we’re doing?
I said don’t ask me
I’ve no idea
They all laughed at that
That was pretty funny actually
S’cuse me, s’cuse me
Have you got my roll?
My roll? My bacon roll?
Have you got my roll?
My roll? My bacon roll?
I could order you a toastie
Just like that one there
Or the same in plain white bread
When you’re dealing with a toastie
What do you prefer
Brown or red?
I never got the elbow
Just telling you
Before you go
Only telling you
Just so you know
Nobody Does That
I like the way you put yourself together
Nobody does that quite the way you do
I like the way you put yourself together
Nobody does that quite like you
Nobody does that
Nobody does that
Nobody does that
I like the way you’re holding my attention
Nobody does that quite the way you do
That stuff too hot for me to mention
Nobody does that quite like you
Nobody does that
Nobody does that
I like the way you work the opposition
Nobody does that quite the way you do
When you want to smoke the competition
Nobody does that quite like you
Nobody does that
Nobody does that
Nobody does that
I like the way you put yourself together
Nobody does that quite the way you do
I like the way you put yourself together
Nobody does that quite like you
Nobody does that
Nobody does that
Nobody does that
Drovers’ Road
It’s a drover’s road
High up where ravens fly
And soon I'll lose my way
And I won’t know
It’s a drover’s road
From days so long gone by
When we knew who we were
And where to go
It’s a drover’s road
It winds a hundred miles
You'd sleep out in the open
Calm and still
You could trust a friend
To keep a watch awhile
Your cattle grazing
Quiet on the hill
Walk with me
And you can leave that old dog be
He does much better on his own
Leave him be
He’s a better man than me
He likes to find his own way home
On a drover’s road
With the moon and misty stars
We walked these hills
Before this all began
Before we gazed at screens
Went shopping in our cars
And a million houses
Sprawled across the land
Walk with me
And you can leave that old dog be
He does much better on his own
Leave him be
He’s a better man than me
He likes to find his own way home
One Song At A Time
My whistle under the archways
Still echoes down the street
All the way back to Deptford days
Nights down by The Creek
Notes as big as river boats
Still echoing through the clubs
With the horns of the trains
Down the old back lanes
And the lights of the corner pubs
In a taproom lined with mirrors
There's a man there at the bar
Reminds you of somebody
He says I know who you are
He’s right, I know I could be him
But anyway who is who?
You could be looking at
What he’s looking at
And he’s looking at you
And I’ll be out of this place
And down the road wherever
There but for the grace, etcetera
I’ll see you later but it’s 1979
And I’m picking my way out of here
One song at a time
The slaving ports of plunder
Used to stink to heaven on high
Companions of honour
Always were in short supply
The Bristol ships and Liverpool's
On every tide they came
The times they may have changed, my friend
Some people stay the same
And I’ll be out of this place
And down the road wherever
There but for the grace, etcetera
I'll see you later but it's 1879
And I'm picking my way out of here
One song at a time
A grinning mogul greets the crowd
At Execution Dock
All come to see three mutineers
Turned off at twelve o’clock
The shyster takes a ringside seat
As they’re bringing them from the jail
And twenty thousand tickets
Sold online on premium sale
So if you need to reach me
You can leave word at The Pig
I have no wish to stay around
To watch that Newgate jig
Or any more poor old fakers
Trying to dance in my old shoes
I’ll be gone over the ocean
With the transatlantic blues
And I’ll be out of this place
And down the road wherever
There but for the grace, etcetera
I’ll see you later somewhere down the line
I’ll be picking my way out of here
One song at a time
Floating Away
It’s the weight I’m trying
To get inside the frame
I’ve been painting a fat man
He’s big and fat and heavy
As a man can be
But he’s been floating away, floating away
He’s been floating away from me
In the mirror my withering skin
Is a thorny pleasure
I stand unflinching
And I mark each crease and sting
My brush my wooden flail
My ancient thresher
As unforgiving time flays everything
It’s the truth I’m trying
To get inside the frame
Now I’m painting myself naked
But I need a pair of boots
About as heavy as boots can be
Or I’d be floating away, floating away
I’d be floating away from me
And every thorn sends thistledown
Drifting all around
And floating away, floating away
Floating away from me
Slow Learner
People say ‘Where have you been?’
Or ‘Where did you go?’
I’m a slow learner
I do everything slow
It’s my way, has to be true
The world goes by me fast
But where you’re concerned
I like good things to last
Where’s the point in worrying
If we should start a little late
Where’s the point in hurrying
When waiting feels so great?
I’m a slow burner
My last train left a while ago
I’m a slow learner
I do everything slow
So where’s the point in worrying
If we should start a little late
And where’s the point in hurrying
When waiting feels so great?
I’m a slow burner
My last train left a while ago
I’m a slow learner
I do everything slow
Yeah, I’m a slow burner
My last train left a while ago
I’m a slow learner
I do everything slow
Heavy Up
Your slack-jawed dimness is our loss
Condemns us to your point of view
Who could give a flying toss
What you like to chill out to?
And why should I lighten up for you
If you can't heavy up for me?
Why should I? Why should I?
You grunt and root your patch of earth
Adrift from shame and deaf to sound
How much is your praise really worth?
About the same as your thumbs down
And why should I lighten up for you
If you can't heavy up for me?
Why should I? Why should I?
So heavy up, heavy up for me
Heavy up, heavy up for me
You can give it up
Give it up with me
Or heavy up, heavy up for me
What would it take
To get you to shut it?
I’d so love it
And why should I lighten up for you
If you can't heavy up for me?
Why should I? Why should I?
So heavy up, heavy up for me
Heavy up, heavy up for me
You can give it up
Give it up with me
Or heavy up, heavy up for me
You won’t of course, you will be heard
Ah, but at least a man can dream
I’m afraid, alas, the turd
Who thinks he’s an ice cream
And why should I lighten up for you
If you can't heavy up for me?
Why should I? Why should I?
So heavy up, heavy up for me
Heavy up, heavy up for me
You can give it up
Give it up with me
Or heavy up, heavy up for me
Yeah, heavy up, heavy up for me
Heavy up, heavy up for me
You can give it up
Give it up with me
Or heavy up, heavy up for me
Matchstick Man
So there he was then, Penzance to play
Christmas Eve in a nowhere band
Now early morning Christmas Day
He’s hitching home to Geordieland
Last night the snow came, just my luck
And who the hell do you think you are
Climbing up into that truck
With your old bag and your guitar
And you, you would-be vagabond
No-one invited you, you know
Matchstick man, up in the dawn
You've got five hundred miles to go
The driver now must drop off his load
The snow still laying thick on the ground
Leaves him on a high crossroads
Where he can see for miles around
The sun is shining, sky is blue
And everything is white and bare
Not a car comes into view
There's nothing moving anywhere
And you, you would-be vagabond
No-one invited you, you know
Matchstick man, you speck upon
These vast and silent plains of snow
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Great lyrics!
Somehow they all feel very autobiographical or personal. I'm getting more and more excited about this album.
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After the first reading, I really liked Drover's Road. In One Song At A Time is 1979?
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great! thank you. :wave
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Wow, thanks. Now, people, try to write songs over lyrics provided and see you in November to see who were closer :lol
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Wow, thanks. Now, people, try to write songs over lyrics provided and see you in November to see who were closer :lol
Can I participate ? ::).... :lol
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Wow, thanks. Now, people, try to write songs over lyrics provided and see you in November to see who were closer :lol
Can I participate ? ::).... :lol
Hehe good one!
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:clap :wave Thank Rail King.
We are going to copy the lyrics across to the individual tracks so as to keep all subject matter for each tack together in one place.....Pls discuss them over there.
Thanks SL1
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Without the music is hard to say but "Just a boy" lyrics are a little dissapointing when you know the real fact that inspired the idea. Probably with the music it would make more sense.
Some funny things like the yickie yickie thing, LOL
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I really like the fact that so many of the songs are written in the first-person perspective.
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I really like the fact that so many of the songs are written in the first-person perspective.
Yes, some are quite strange... I can't wait to the moment we start to dig in the meanings ;)
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Some funny things like the yickie yickie thing, LOL
the words "cow, cow" are the one he sings very high (higher than Paragayyy), and musically it doesn't sound funny at all
it's very strange. minor key, slow pace, and his voice just above the "ambiant mood", hard to describe
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There are texts on the official MK website. All !!!!
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Back In The Day (Bonus track) ? ? ? :o
You had to know what you were doing
Up on the band
Nobody lining up
To come give you a hand
No way could you fake it
At 18th and Vine
And we could really put the sauce on it
We’d do it all the time
We was hot as smokin’ pistols
Chopping everybody down
Swinging like dogs, man
Kings of the town
There’d be a cutting contest
You had to do your research
I’d pull out a lick or two
From Saturday night church
Yeah, you’d maybe get to try
A couple things you learned
But you had to do your homework
‘Cause a gig was earned
When swing turned into bebop
It was all going on
Blowing all night
On past the dawn
I might play all day
I might play all night
Whatever made you stronger, baby
That was alright
Yeah, you’d maybe get to try
A couple things you’d learned
But you had to know your business
‘Cause everybody burned
Well a beer was a nickel
A whiskey was a dime
They’d come to Kansas City
See the girls on Vine
Might get a hot shot
Wanna bring along his horn
We liked to clean ‘em up
And head ‘em back where they belong
So long
But it’s just the old malarkey
That’ll wear you down
Some people are the pits, man
There’s always some around
Some will take advantage
If they can
It’s the old baloney sandwich
You dig me, man?
I’m talking about a time
When every man could play
But that’s the way it was
Back in the day
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http://www.markknopfler.com/discography/down-the-road-wherever/
There is no Drover's Road :o
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Floating Away (featuring Ruth Moody) ? ? ?
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http://www.markknopfler.com/discography/down-the-road-wherever/
There is no Drover's Road :o
They also missed to count track number 16 so I guess they indeed forgot it.
LE
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I am far from understanding what they all are about, but I guess that lyricallywise, this album is very dark, angry, bitter and has almost the feel of judgement day. I find nothing uplifting, beautiful or just positive.
Seems he has indeed become quite grumpy..
Sky and Water, Privateering part 2? About the Mutiny on the Bounty? Mutiny once more...
LE
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Pale Imitation... wow. If it's really about himself than it doesn’t get more personal. Touching.
LE
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Pale Imitation... wow. If it's really about himself than it doesn’t get more personal. Touching.
Not sure if it's the Bounty or any other ship.. Have to Check the facts...
LE
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Back In The Day (Bonus track) ? ? ? :o
You had to know what you were doing
Up on the band
Nobody lining up
To come give you a hand
No way could you fake it
At 18th and Vine
And we could really put the sauce on it
We’d do it all the time
We was hot as smokin’ pistols
Chopping everybody down
Swinging like dogs, man
Kings of the town
There’d be a cutting contest
You had to do your research
I’d pull out a lick or two
From Saturday night church
Yeah, you’d maybe get to try
A couple things you learned
But you had to do your homework
‘Cause a gig was earned
When swing turned into bebop
It was all going on
Blowing all night
On past the dawn
I might play all day
I might play all night
Whatever made you stronger, baby
That was alright
Yeah, you’d maybe get to try
A couple things you’d learned
But you had to know your business
‘Cause everybody burned
Well a beer was a nickel
A whiskey was a dime
They’d come to Kansas City
See the girls on Vine
Might get a hot shot
Wanna bring along his horn
We liked to clean ‘em up
And head ‘em back where they belong
So long
But it’s just the old malarkey
That’ll wear you down
Some people are the pits, man
There’s always some around
Some will take advantage
If they can
It’s the old baloney sandwich
You dig me, man?
I’m talking about a time
When every man could play
But that’s the way it was
Back in the day
As long as I recall this song is not announced in any of the editions...
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Indeed, and it wasnt in the ascap list. Strange. Also the featuring Ruth Moody is very strange? She isnt in the credits and i thought Guy said she wasnt on this album.
Lyrics for Drovers Road and Every heart in the room are missing
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All the lyrics are on MKNews:
https://www.mark-knopfler-news.co.uk/releases/wherever/
Including Drover's Road and Every Heart In The Room. Nothing about Ruth Moody being on Back In The Day either.
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All the lyrics are on MKNews:
https://www.mark-knopfler-news.co.uk/releases/wherever/
Including Drover's Road and Every Heart In The Room. Nothing about Ruth Moody being on Back In The Day either.
She is on floating away according to the official site
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So she is. I missed that, I wonder why both sites have differing information? I thought there was some connection between the people running the sites?
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MK com provides other information and MKNews others. Very strange. We have 20 songs?
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Question is: how do we get the song?
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Question is: how do we get the song?
I asked both MKnews and mk.com, with no answer yet
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I am far from understanding what they all are about, but I guess that lyricallywise, this album is very dark, angry, bitter and has almost the feel of judgement day. I find nothing uplifting, beautiful or just positive.
Seems he has indeed become quite grumpy..
Sky and Water, Privateering part 2? About the Mutiny on the Bounty? Mutiny once more...
LE
I agree with you. The other day i reader all lyrics and the general feeling was like negative portraits or bad feelings, I don't know how to describe... Like if I wasn't reader Peter Gabriel lyrics instead of MK's...
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So she is. I missed that, I wonder why both sites have differing information? I thought there was some connection between the people running the sites?
My bet is that info in mk.com is wrong. Guy said Ruth Moody is not in the record and Guy is who produced the record so... My bet, someone from mk.com copied and pasted information from tracker as a draught to then change the titles and who did that forgot to delete the featuring Ruth Moody from Wherever I Go...
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I am far from understanding what they all are about, but I guess that lyricallywise, this album is very dark, angry, bitter and has almost the feel of judgement day. I find nothing uplifting, beautiful or just positive.
Seems he has indeed become quite grumpy..
Sky and Water, Privateering part 2? About the Mutiny on the Bounty? Mutiny once more...
LE
I agree with you. The other day i reader all lyrics and the general feeling was like negative portraits or bad feelings, I don't know how to describe... Like if I wasn't reader Peter Gabriel lyrics instead of MK's...
OES had pretty depressing lyrics too! Of course MK knew that it was the end for DS, also his marriage was ending and he was tired of the whole touring thing! Who could blame him for writing such lyrics at that time! :think A very good album emerged, though! :)
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I am far from understanding what they all are about, but I guess that lyricallywise, this album is very dark, angry, bitter and has almost the feel of judgement day. I find nothing uplifting, beautiful or just positive.
Seems he has indeed become quite grumpy..
Sky and Water, Privateering part 2? About the Mutiny on the Bounty? Mutiny once more...
LE
I agree with you. The other day i reader all lyrics and the general feeling was like negative portraits or bad feelings, I don't know how to describe... Like if I wasn't reader Peter Gabriel lyrics instead of MK's...
OES had pretty depressing lyrics too! Of course MK knew that it was the end for DS, also his marriage was ending and he was tired of the whole touring thing! Who could blame him for writing such lyrics at that time! :think A very good album emerged, though! :)
I'm fan of Ryan Adams and there is a say about him, something like "the saddest and miserablest it's his life, the better his records are". And it's more or less true. When he was on drugs and having a bad personal time he did his best records until today and his recent records while his marriage was falling down are the best in years...
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I didn'tpay attention to the lyrics because of my poor understanding, but if you say that lyrics are bitter like on the OES album, it would fit my musical impression...
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I love floating away.
there's indeed a female singing the "floating away" line, along with Mark
I didn't pay much attention because there were other female singing on oher songs, so I thougt it was the same girl
But now I am listening to it again, and indeed it sounds like Ruth Moody ! strange that she sing only two words, two or three times in the song
there are also "ouh" background vocals
laid back song; it makes me thinks to Blood and water and Someday (on the JJ cale tribute)
very nice piano and synth licks, and guitar of course
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I love floating away.
there's indeed a female singing the "floating away" line, along with Mark
I didn't pay much attention because there were other female singing on oher songs, so I thougt it was the same girl
But now I am listening to it again, and indeed it sounds like Ruth Moody ! strange that she sing only two words, two or three times in the song
there are also "ouh" background vocals
laid back song; it makes me thinks to Blood and water and Someday (on the JJ cale tribute)
very nice piano and synth licks, and guitar of course
According to the credits, it's Imelda May
11.Floating Away 5.02
Richard Bennett, Guitar
Ian Thomas, Drums
Imelda May, Background Vocalist
Glenn Worf, Bass Guitar
Mark Knopfler, Guitar, Vocals
Jim Cox, Piano
Danny Cummings, Percussion
Guy Fletcher, Synthesizer
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Maybe it was a Tracker left-over with Ruth but used now.
LE
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Maybe it was a Tracker left-over with Ruth but used now.
LE
It's the Canadian team that manage the official site, in going to bet they copied and pasted the format from tracker songs and they forgot to delete the "featuring Ruth Moody" from Wherever I Go.
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You said so already but JF also is pretty sure that it is indeed Ruth's voice.
LE
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You said so already but JF also is pretty sure that it is indeed Ruth's voice.
LE
And Guy, who produced the record, says Ruth is not in the record. MK, who plays, sings and produced the record says Imelda sung in a couple of times, and the credits says Imelda sings in that song...
What should I believe?
;D
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You said so already but JF also is pretty sure that it is indeed Ruth's voice.
LE
I knew you would ask Guy, LOL
Well done. I hope you are lucky and get answers to both questions...
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Guy has said many times that he is not involved in the marketing of Mark's releases.
Maybe it would be better to put these kind of questions and complaints to the management instead of bothering Guy.
I don't want to criticize anybody here, I am just very sorry for Guy.
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I am aware of that, thought about it and decided to ask him nevertheless as I think a correct Marketing without mistakes is of interest for him.
LE
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I always believed that it's a big nonsense that MK official site is settled in Canada and run by Canadians as they are not only very far from MK main office in the UK but also in a different time, but what is the biggest nonsense ever is that all that is sold from the offial website is dispatched from Canada, including the presale tickets that sometimes jump the ocean twice before they get to your house...
A fan living next door to MK management office that buy presale from them would have their tickets sent to Canada from the UK, next to his house, and then from Canada to the UK again, for example...
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Yes I said it "sounds" like Ruth, but of course I can't be sure, it's just two words you know, and blended with Mark's voice...
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Hello good evening,
Thank you very much i am very pleased! While I'm listening to Baby Right Now with Emmy Lou Harris,!!!
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There are texts on the official MK website. All !!!!
Thankyou for the tip!!
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I re-read the lyrics yesterday, and while I've never been more sceptical about the music of a forthcoming MK album (having been warned by Good on You Son), I also don't think I've ever seen lyrics that appeal so much to me. Every song seems the resonate with me, many of them on a very personal level. I'm super excited about that, and just hope that the production won't ruin the experience.
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I find them quite negative most of them...
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I find them quite negative most of them...
Really? I couldn't see much difference in terms of "negativity" in comparison to other albums. Actually, I was looking for some irony in Good on You Son, but having heard Mark talk about it in Italy, it seems that the song's really supposed to be as positive as it comes across. Also, "negative" lyrics tend to make for great songs. The whole concept of blues is based on negativity, if you want to call it that.
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I find them quite negative most of them...
Really? I couldn't see much difference in terms of "negativity" in comparison to other albums. Actually, I was looking for some irony in Good on You Son, but having heard Mark talk about it in Italy, it seems that the song's really supposed to be as positive as it comes across. Also, "negative" lyrics tend to make for great songs. The whole concept of blues is based on negativity, if you want to call it that.
OES had negative lyrics, but it was a pretty good album! :)
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I find them quite negative most of them...
Really? I couldn't see much difference in terms of "negativity" in comparison to other albums. Actually, I was looking for some irony in Good on You Son, but having heard Mark talk about it in Italy, it seems that the song's really supposed to be as positive as it comes across. Also, "negative" lyrics tend to make for great songs. The whole concept of blues is based on negativity, if you want to call it that.
Very true Rail King. Most of the OES album is pretty "negative" (if you want to put it that way) but the songs are great and aren't depressing sounding. It's perhaps best to wait until we hear the music because they go together.
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In my opinion, it's that slightly dark, sardonic and melancholic thing I feel suits Mark best.
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I do not understand all the lyrics but the album probably says more about MK than about the modern world.
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In my opinion, it's that slightly dark, sardonic and melancholic thing I feel suits Mark best.
yes, all what real life actually is and on what he is just so good at!
It is just his ability to show the meaning of life in a few of these lines about "little" things like feeding a dog is...
...but you know, they are only the little things anyhow...
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I have a dream. And I hope Drover's Road will be the second part of Before Gas And TV that I love...