Sorry if this has been posted before.

1. song that bring's a lump to your throat and a tear to your eye.

Nothing Compares To You. Sinead O:Connor.

Get;s me every time.

R.E.M - Everybody Hurts

Lol, remind me of Lisa's first words in the Simpsons.

"David hasselhoff"

or the babies first words in 'anchorman', "Ron Burgundy"

neil youngs Philadelphia

Johnny Cash - Hurt

&

Strawbs - Hangman & the Papist.

Mr Billingham, i salute you......Ignore Mr Glasses!

Gerraway man! NIN ruin a classic Cash song IMO.....the video's a tearjerker



I get a warm teary tingle from Patio Song by Gorky's, all these things that I have done by ze killers and the trad song Bushes and Briars - a finer song has never been written I tell thee [might even sing it on sat....studio.....hartlepool....]

The one that always gets me is "Apostrophe Abuse" by Badd Spellaz.

But didnt Trent Reznor write Hurt? Therefore making in a NIN song???

I like his version, but nowt beats King Cave!

yes, I twisted it round see?!
in my brain its now a classic Cash song and NIN's is a gash cover!!

untrue, I grew up listening to the Prison albums, and Dylan [thanks mam] and sgt sh itty pepper [thanks d*d]

No one here did that's for sure cos he didn't thrash the fook out of a guitar and call it music.

oh, and band on the run courtesy of the frog......what a load of shite THAT is!!!

No, none of the above Mr Glasses...........just think 'Hurt' is a great song!!!!!

He had a dreadful voice anyway, just imagine all the fawning over Des O' Connor when he throws a six

"entrails ripped from a vigin's c**T" - that song makes your eyes water

Ah, the Cannibal Corpse classic..........its a lovely old hymn isnt it!

I've never really been into buying singles. But I certainly had the 'San Quentin' & 'Folsom Prison' Albums.

I'm just reading a 'compilation' book, 'Cash - by the editors of Rolling Stone', at the moment. He was certainly quite a 'character'

And his son was a great tennis player.

Mine is Baby You're My Light by Richard Hawley as it was meant to be my wedding song before i split up with my ex, weeks before the event. Unlistenable now.




I had the same argument with a bunch of friends. If he was so good, why did not of them buy anything until after he was trendy. Very Paint a Vulgar Picture indeed! (in particular the sycophantic slags bit)


At the record company meeting
On their hands - a dead star
And oh, the plans they weave
And oh, the sickening greed

At the record company party
On their hands - a dead star
The sycophantic slags all say :
"I knew him first, and I knew him well"


Re-issue ! Re-package ! Re-package !
Re-evaluate the songs
Double-pack with a photograph
Extra Track (and a tacky badge)


A-list, playlist
"Please them , please them !"
"Please them !"
(sadly, THIS was your life)


But you could have said no
If you'd wanted to
You could have said no
If you'd wanted to


BPI, MTV, BBC
"Please them ! Please them !"
(sadly this was your life)


But you could have said no
If you'd wanted to
You could have walked away
...Couldn't you ?


I touched you at the soundcheck
You had no real way of knowing
In my heart I begged "Take me with you ...
I don't care where you're going..."


But to you I was faceless
I was fawning, I was boring
Just a child from those ugly new houses
Who could never begin to know


Who could never really know
Oh ...


Best of ! Most of !
Satiate the need
Slip them into different sleeves !
Buy both, and feel deceived


Climber - new entry, re-entry
World tour ! ("media whore")
"Please the Press in Belgium !"
(THIS was your life...)


And when it fails to recoup ?
Well, maybe :
You just haven't earned it yet, baby


I walked a pace behind you at the soundcheck
You're just the same as I am
What makes most people feel happy
Leads us headlong into harm


So, in my bedroom in those 'ugly new houses'
I danced my legs down to the knees
But me and my 'true love'
Will never meet again ...


At the record company meeting
On their hands - at last ! - a dead star !
But they can never taint you in my eyes
No, they can never touch you now


No, they cannot hurt you, my darling
They cannot touch you now
But me and my 'true love'
Will never meet again

The devil went down to Scunthorpe, looking for a soul to steal
In a bind an' way behind he was willin' to make a deal.
When he came across this young man pickin' on a guitar, playing it hot
an' the devil jumped on a hickory stump an' said 'I'll tell you what'
I guess you didn't know it, I'm a guitar player too,
and if you care to take a dare I'll make a bet with you.
Now you play a real good guitar boy, but give the devil his due,
I'll bet a guitar of gold to get your soul 'cause i think i'm better
than you.

The boy said my name's Johnny, it might be a sin, i'll take your bet
You're gonna regret, I'm the best I've ever been.
Johnny risen up your pick an' play your guitar hard
'cause hell's broke loose in Scunthorpe an' the devil deals the cards.
Now if you win you'll get this shinny guitar made of gold,
but if you loose the devil gets your soul!

GUITAR BIT

The devil opened up his case and said 'i'll start this gig'
and fire flew from his finger tips as he risened up his pick.
He strummed the pick across the strings it made an evil hiss
Then a band of demons joined in and it sounded somthing like this

GUITAR BIT

When the devil finished Johnny said 'You're pretty good ol' son,
but sit down in that chair right there let me show you how it's done!'

CHORUS:

Fire on the mountain run boy's run!
Devil's in the house of the risen sun!
Chicken in the bread pan picken out dough!
Ready says you don't fight, no child, no!
Let's go!

GUITAR BIT

The devil bowed his head because he knew that he'd been beat,
and he laid that golden guitar on the ground at Johnny's feet.
Johnny said 'devil come on back if you ever want to try again,
and I told you once you son of a bitch i'm the best I've ever been!'

CHORUS...(guitar bit)

That is great piece of music sir.

I'm not calling anyone slags by the way. Just realised how my post could be misconstrued. I like some Cash songs but his record company must be rubbing their hands now that he's "trendy"

We Had It All - Green On Red.

I liked Boy Named Sue, just for the sheer violence in the content, much the same as I like Tom & Jerry.

The biopic was good as well, but just for the story, not necessarily the music.

Lots of traditional folk songs do it for me...their lovely melancholy tunes as much as the words. For instance 'Polly on the Shore'.

And my daughter playing 'Clair de Lune'

My m8 who has no pc asked me to put down Drive by The Cars.

What is an M 8?

Is it some kind of BMW?

No, it's the guy who hasn't turned up to give you a lift to the pub

He's got a Focus

Hope the bloody cheap Ford hasn't broken down

I seen Jonny Cash back in the early 90's. He was on at Nottingham concert Hall and I got my Dad a ticket. I grew up with the old fella playing Jonny Cash records so even though I wasn't mad keen, I knew all the words.

Crown of Love by Arcade Fire
Start to Melt by Peter Bjorn and John
Valentine by Willie Nelson
Nothing Compares to You by Sinead O'Connor
Tiny Tears by Tindersticks
Travelling Light by Tindersticks
actually probably everything by Tindersticks
Fistful of Love by Antony and Johnsons
Anyway that you want me by Spiritualised
Pink Orange Red by Cocteau Twins
Wide Open Road by The Triffids

Probably loads others too.

Can't help liking some of the old Kenny Rodgers stuff. Bit of a story line and that. For example...........

A few years ago I was sat out in the night, about 2 or 3 am, with some deep south 'good 'ol boys' who were in the same holiday location as us. This was in Jamaica. one of them had a guitar and they did country & western music for a few hours. There was only half a dozen of us there and they did this song. I count this night amongst the top ten of my existence. Nothing flash, just a few beers and a bloke who could play a guitar.

Everyone considered him the coward of the county.
Hed never stood one single time to prove the county wrong.
His mama named him tommy, the folks just called him yellow,
But something always told me they were reading tommy wrong.

He was only ten years old when his daddy died in prison.
I looked after tommy cause he was my brothers son.
I still recall the final words my brother said to tommy:
Son, my life is over, but yours is just begun.

Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
It wont mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek.
I hope youre old enough to understand:
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man.

There's someone for everyone and tommy's love was becky.
In her arms he didn't have to prove he was a man.
One day while he was workin the gatlin boys came calling.
They took turns at becky.... there was three of them!

Tommy opened up the door and saw his becky crying
The torn dress, the shattered look was more than he could stand.
He reached above the fireplace and took down his daddy's picture.
As his tears fell on his daddy's face, he heard these words again:

Promise me, son, not to do the things I've done.
Walk away from trouble if you can.
It wont mean you're weak if you turn the other cheek.
I hope you're old enough to understand:
Son, you don't have to fight to be a man.

The gatlin boys just laughed at him when he walked into the bar room.
One of them got up and met him halfway cross the floor.
When tommy turned around they said, hey look! ol yellows leavin.
But you coulda heard a pin drop when tommy stopped and blocked the door.

Twenty years of crawlin was bottled up inside him.
He wasnt holdin nothin back; he let em have it all.
When tommy left the barroom not a gatlin boy was standing.
He said, this ones for becky, as he watched the last one fall.
And I heard him say,

I promised you, dad, not to do the things you done.
I walk away from trouble when I can.
Now please don't think Im weak, I didn't turn the other cheek,
And papa, I sure hope you understand:
Sometimes you gotta fight when youre a man

Grace Cathedral Hill - Decemberists
The Luckiest - Ben Folds
After Wanda - Paris Motel
Sycamore - Bill Callahan

Are the first few that come to mind.

Great shout from Salty, Patio Song by Gorky's is a superb song.

BWH likes tindersticks????
Did they bash the fook out of their guitars and start growling while I wasn't watching or what?

Well Kenny is VERY topical at the moment. If you don't know why I'll leave you to find out but here's a clue:

You gotta know when to hold 'em, know when to fold 'em
Know when to walk away, know when to run
You never count your money while you're sitting at the table
There'll be time enough to count it when the dealing's done

Kenny Rodgers is a genius, as indeed is Glenn Campbell.

Anyone ever heard REM's version of Witchita Lineman?? Doesn't make me want to cry like but it does make me want to sing at the top of me voice, which is a horrible noise.....

you're a class act Grabey baby




REM's wichita lineman is fab , love it I do

Thank you gentlemen
Been snowed under recently with work and NLP training stuff, that and trying to sort out setting myself up as self employed.
Add to this the fact that my jeep broke down at 90mph on the way to the AZ Alkmar game and still isnt fixed - over three months later, meaning I've missed every fucking match as havent had a car since. Not going to the matches has added to not going on here as havent had anything to comment on re: matches. Have been reading at times though, just not as much.
I love the Tindersticks Mr Head - though I know you jest.
My favourite band ever were The Smiths so I like a bit of misery.
Hopefully I'll be driving soon and back at matches, along with more time on here.

Unless you're on about Gordon Brown thats gone over my head

The saddest song I have ever listened to is 'Down from Dover', a duet by Lee Hazelwood and Nancy Sinatra. Basically about a stillbirth, which is as sad as you can get. I last listened to it about six months ago, and I don't think I will ever listen to it again in my life. Beautiful, but absolutely gut-wrenching.

Also 'Arkansas Gold' by the same artists, about a girl whose father dies in a mining accident.

What probably magnifies the sadness is the backing music, which on its own sounds upbeat and uplifting.

Drury was special my nephew is 22 and he is a big drury fan thank's to me.

'Ere ere ere!!!!!

I won't be having that, your dogship. I was in the mosh pit at Reading in 1990 when the Igster was strutting around in his gruds snarling out 'Search and Destroy.'

He shook my hand 'cos I was holding the mad crowd ((c)MJ) off a young lass by bracing my arms against the crush barriers either side of her. Needless to say the minute I took one hand off to shake with him I collapsed on top of her and crushed the breath out of her young lungs.........

And no I didn't before you ask but believe me it wasn't for the lack of trying.

I was at that very gig mr Kev, though I was too stoned to be in the mosh-pit.
It was a great Reading if I remember right (and it might be that I dont - where the Pixies at at that one?) but the old master taught the young bands how to do it.

Fun House was on my turntable in 1970 thanks to an older collegue at work along with Beefheart/Steve Miller/Johnny Winter/Blue Cheer/Canonball Adderley amongst others. I have stuck with all but Blue Cheer to this day. For my part I introduced him to Moondog [;)]

Johnny Cash prison albums immense - but the American albums are all top drawer and there's absolutely nowt wrong with comin' to an artist late. Musical snobbery does no one no good.

Feel Like Goin' Home by Charlie Rich is the best song ever and by my reckoning that's country (and what a voice that man has).

I'm away to listen to Tago Mago

Stevie Wonder - I just call to say i love you.

Lionel Ritchie - Three Times a Lady

Simon and Garfunkle - Bright Eyes

Take That - Back For Good