If you had to pick one song to be the sound track to your death and/or memorialize you what would it be?
Personally, I'm partial to American Pie, however,m while it certainly sets the tone, I'm not sure it personifies my life. Great song though.
A long long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew if I had my chance
That I could make those people dance
And maybe they'd be happy for a while
But February made me shiver
With every paper I'd deliver
Bad news on the doorstep
I couldn't take one more step
I can't remember if I cried
When I read about his widowed bride
But something touched me deep inside
The day the music died
So,
Bye-bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levee
But the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
Morton Feldman "For Bunita Marcus"
I don't have this particular recording, but you can listen to an excerpt of the 70 minute piece here:
http://www.ginsburgh.net/engl/welcome.html?http%3A//www.ginsburgh.net/Recordings/engl/Morton_Feldman_For_Bunita_Marcus.html
"Feldman makes use of a limited tonal palette, for the most part, as well as patterns that are not identical, but are nonetheless recognizable as recurring. The spareness of the textures (only rarely are two notes struck simultaneously) adds to the sense of art pared down to its most elemental components. The music's largely untroubled stasis conveys a quietness born out of serenity."
Originally posted by Hand of Hecate(1) Definitely, "Spirit in the Sky," by Norman Greenbaum.
If you had to pick one song to be the sound track to your death and/or memorialize you what would it be?
Personally, I'm partial to American Pie, however,m while it certainly sets the tone, I'm not sure it personifies my life. Great song though.
A long long time ago
I can still remember how that music used to make me smile
And I knew i ...[text shortened]... whiskey and rye
Singin' this'll be the day that I die
This'll be the day that I die
(2) Followed by, "Let Me Die In My Footsteps," by Bob Dylan.
(3) Then break out the kleenex for, "Into the West," by Annie Lennox.
(4) Bear the poor folks up a bit with the Dropkick Murphy's version of, "Amazing Grace."
(5) Ending with Jonn Serrie's, "Fantasy Passages."
Cast Down the Heretic - Nile
Cause' i love me some irony, and a song about torturing blasphemers fits perfectly with the death of an avowed atheist. =] Lyrics: Not for the faint of heart!
*If you don't know a word, it's probably an egyptian god
Lyrics: NOT FOR THE FAINT OF HEART!
Blasphemer, Heretic, Defiler of the Sacred Ones
Thou art deprived of your limbs
Thy nose shall be split
Thou art cast down and overthrown
Ra-Harmakhis destroy thee
He damn thee and driveth hooks into thy body
Isis sayeth in a mighty voice
"The number of thy days are cut short
Thy bones are broken to splinters
Thy vertabrae are severed."
Horus Hammer thy head.
The Sons of Heru smash you with their blows
Thou art decimated
Thou fallest backwards as thou retreatheth
like unto apep
The great company of Gods gather in retribution
They hath passed judgment upon thee
They cast down your heresy
They spit upon thee and thy rebellion
And turn thy backs upon thee
Horus repulseth thy crocodile
Sut defileth thy tomb
Nephthys hacketh thee to pieces
The Sons of Horus speareth thee
The Gods repulse thee
The flame of their fire is against thee
Cursed art thou! Impaled thou art! Flayed art Thou!
Heretic, thou art cast down
Blows are rained upon thee
Dismemberment and Slaughter are on thee
Thy crocodile is trampled under foot
Thy soul is wrenched from its shade
Thy name is erased
Thy spells are impotent
Nevermore shalt thou emerge from thy den
Thy city lays in ruin
Damned art thy accused soul and Shadow
Dio o one which art consumed
Thy name is buried in oblivion
Silence covereth thee and thy false one
Down upon thy belly
Be drowned! Be drowned! Be vomited upon!
Cast down the heretic!
Cast down the heretic!
Cast down the heretic!
Khnemu Draggeth thy spawn to the block of slaughter
Sick shalt thou be at the mention of thy own name
Sekhmet teareth out thy bowels and casteth them into flames
She fill thine orifices with fire
Uadjit shutteth thee in the pits of burning
Nevermore shall you breath or procreate
Neither thy house or tomb exist
Thou shalt drive thy teeth into thine own body
Heretic, thou art cast down
Overthrown, ended, hacked in pieces
Slaughtered, butchered
Ra hath made Thoth to slay thee utterly
Thou art cast down!
Any other metal-heads out there? Any death metal fans out there? How many chess players like that kind of stuff? Am I alone in this respect?
Originally posted by rbmorrisBeen listening to some old Tragically Hip:
"Watch the band through a bunch of dancers
Quickly, follow the unknown with something more familiar.
Quickly something familiar
Courage, my word it didn't come it doesn't matter
Sleepwalk, so fast asleep in a motel
that has the lay of home and piss on all of your
background and piss on all your surroundings
Courage, my word, it didn't come, it doesn't matter
Courage, it couldn't come at a worse time
So there's no simple explanation
for anything important any of us do
and yea the human tragedy
consists in the necessity
of living with the consequences
under pressure, under pressure.
Courage, my word, it didn't come, it doesn't matter,
Courage, it couldn't come at a worse time. "