Dropped to the sun alone

I find one of the most amazing things in song writing, is the talent to use so little words and tell so much.  Some songs have one simple line that is repeated.  The song Is Anybody Out There by Pink Floyd is exactly that, but if you've listened to the whole album The Wall, you'd know where in the story he is, and the importance of that one line.  "Is anybody out there [outside the wall]..." 

The Wall is amazing, they even made a movie out of the album, but I'll talk about it another day.  Today I chose a song by one of my favourite groups, Wilco.  This song is very simple in lyrics, but if you listen closely, there's a tragic story to be found.  The lines 

Because I've found the way those engines sound

Will make you kiss the ground,

When you touch down

gives the impression that the engine is noisy, probably from an old plane, one that uses "props not a jet". And

Dash 7 pointed down

The captain's announcement,

Doesn't make a sound

could mean that the plane is crashing, because you can't hear what he's saying.  It could just be nothing.  Either way, anyone would feel uncomfortable on that plane.  Here's Dash 7 by Wilco.

Dash 7 in the air,

Dropped to the sun alone,

Jets hum

I wish that I was still there,

Props not a jet, alone,

Where the sun doesn't come down

Because I've found the way those engines sound,

Will make it kiss the ground,

When you touch down

Dash 7 pointed down

The captain's announcement,

Doesn't make a sound

Because I've found the way those engines sound,

Will make it kiss the ground

I found the way those engines sound,

Will make it kiss the ground,

When you touch down

I'd like to thank you all for nothin'

Misunderstood, Wilco.

Well you're back in your old neighborhood

The cigarettes taste so good

But you're so misunderstood

You're so misunderstood

There's something there that you can't find

Honest when you're tellin' a lie

You're hurt but you don't know why

You love her but you don't know why

Short on long term goals

There's a party there that we oughtta go to

Do you still love rock and roll?

Do you still love rock and roll?

It's only a quarter to three

Reflecting off the O.C.D.

You're looking at a picture of me

You're staring at a picture of me

Take the guitar player for a ride

Cause He ain't never been satisfied

He thinks he owes some kind of debt

Be years before he gets over it

There's a fortune inside your head

All you touch turns to lead

You think you might just crawl back in bed

The fortune inside your head

You know you're just a mama's boy

Positively unemployed

So misunderstood

So misunderstood

I know you've gotta God shaped hole

You're bleeding out your heart full of soul

So misunderstood (x4)

I'd like to thank you all for nothin'

I'd like to thank you all for nothin' at all

I'd like to thank you all for nothin'

Nothin' (x7)

Nothin' at all

Nothin' (x7)

Nothin' at all

The rich will cut down, like an unwelcome guest

Today is The Unwelcome Guest by Billy Bragg and Wilco from their album Mermaid Avenue.

To the rich man's bright lodges

I ride in this wind

On my good horse, I call you

My shiny black Bess

To the playhouse of fortune

To take the bright silver

And gold you have taken

From somebody else

And as we go riding

In the damp foggy midnight

You snort, my good pony

And you give me your best

For you know and I know

Good horse 'mongst the rich ones

How oftimes we go there

An unwelcome guest

I never took food

From the widows and orphans

And never a hardworking man I oppressed

So take your pace easy

For home soon like lightning

We soon will be riding

My shiny black Bess

No fat rich man's pony

Can ever overtake you

And there's not a rider

From the east to the west

Could hold you a light

In this dark mist and midnight

When the potbellied thieves

Chase the unwelcome guest

I don't know, good horse

As we trot in this dark here

That robbing the rich

Is for worse or for best

They take it by stealing

And lying and gambling

And I take it my way

My shiny Black Bess

I treat horses good

And I'm friendly to strangers

I ride and your running

Makes my guns talk the best

And the rangers and deputies

Are hired by the rich man

To catch me and hang me

My shining black Bess

Yes, they'll catch me napping one day

And they'll kill me

And then I'll be gone

But that won't be my end

For my guns and my saddle

Will always be filled

By unwelcome travelers

And other brave men

And they'll take the money

And spread it out equal

Just like the Bible

And the prophets suggest

But men that go riding

To help these poor workers

The rich will cut down

Like an unwelcome guest

Listen to the wind blow...

I thought that I should post something... I hope you enjoy it, The Chain by Fleetwood Mac

Listen to the wind blow, watch the sun rise

Run in the shadows

Damn your love, damn your lies

And if you don't love me now

You will never love me again

I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain

And if you don't love me now

You will never love me again

I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain

Listen to the wind blow, down comes the night

Run in the shadows

Damn your love, damn your lies

Break the silence

Damn the dark, damn the light

And if you don't love me now

You will never love me again

I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain

And if you don't love me now

You will never love me again

I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain

And if you don't love me now

You will never love me again

I can still hear you saying you would never break the chain

Chain...keeps us together

(run into the shadows)

Chain...keeps us together

(run into the shadows)

Chain...keeps us together

(run into the shadows)

The entire album Rumours was a hit, it was also during a time when all the band members were going through break ups, a lot of songs on the album are about breaking up or nearing it.