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7 songs about eric clapton

by Constant Velocity

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1.
Some Athletes are students of the game Their labor's puritanical Their iron will's mechanical Precise, they exemplify the ideal Yes they do But The natural could never say the same The unasked question answers Why, of course their better dancers They don't think, instincts react They play by feel Yes they do They like to give you reasons They like to act berserk They like to take the credit While you do all the work So at the church or at the crossroads No one wants your soul And no one wants to talk to you And no one wants to know. No they don't If you Don't practice I'd hate to contemplate You know The fact is You'll suffer a worse fate Well, you could go to Parchman Farm Or come to some far greater harm Trouble follows certain folks around Yeah, trouble follows certain folks around Yes it do
2.
12 Bars 03:03
You've come to learn guitar today This relic from an antique age Is going to teach you how to play Before his wits have gone astray When he was young he played with ease He played the birds down from the trees His dulcet tones the girls did please He played the strong men to their knees Hmm He once had lived his life so fast A self-professed iconoclast His sunken eyes now gawk aghast With nostalgic sickness for the past How could he turn the other cheek? The world could inherit the meek They're ripe, they stink, they smell, they reek For none posses his fine technique Oh The man he struggles to make clear Through the cigarettes and beer The difference, my tone deaf dear Between what you play and what you hear So I will not reveal to you A positive conclusive proof You must divine the shape of it through What I tell you not to do Oh Oh Hoo
3.
Well I'm the luckiest girl alive. One of the 24 or 25 Girls especially selected To crowd back stage and get inspected. Behind that door when I get thru He'll see a heart so pure and true I'll step lightly to his arms And He'll succumb to all my charms Well, what the hell is wrong with me? Did you see something you now don't see? Up close I don't seem such a prize Without the bright lights dazzling your eyes? Plucked from the buffet but never tasted Am I too wall eyed? Am I too thick waisted? Makes me sad. I love him so But now I'm rudely told to go! She goes shoulders hunched and eyes cast down No money for the underground Through bombed out blocks she walks no stopping Past shuttered shops nobody's shopping All the kids love rock and roll It fills the void and ???? the hole With plenty for austerity And beauty for brutality.
4.
Zeal 04:38
I know what I know is so fundamentally True and you know apostasy What's done is done only one sound is right Are you deaf? Do you want to fight? Oh the sound struck me down like St Paul Or Belshazzar and the wall There is no blues but the blues and its avatar Is Eric and his black guitar Before I was without direction My life a devilish torment I'd wake in the dark, drag myself from my bed Plunge headlong into chaos Now it all has a meaning Now it all has a purpose I can pry some enjoyment From my pointless employment He's the only one that I endorse fully I make my case so forcefully Elevate the deity. A god. A saint It says so in spray paint
5.
Pretty Bird 03:36
Your eyes pose a question They're asking of me Are the way that things are Be the way things must be All that's the case Is the state of affairs* And nobody likes it And nobody dares If you'd married George You'd not give up lightly What you'd come to believe What belonged to you rightly We're somewhat attached And I think I would miss him So serious and soulful With his bullshit** mysticism I know what I want Want what I know And I know what I want I want to go out, Not sit around and pout And I want to go out I don't know what I want Don't want what I know I don't know what I want I want to home I'm not having fun And I want to go hooooome! It's so photogenic How three crowd the frame But our optic alignment Well it can't be the same Your hangdog expression From the magazine spills As you drown all your sorrows In liquor and pills Won't budge an iota Won't give a scintilla How can I chose between two Shades of vanilla
6.
Gentle blue clouds of Warmth and apathy I don't care Sheltering shrouds are Wafting and lofting me I don't care Earthly concerns no Responsibility 'Cause I don't live there I dwell in a place of peace and Tranquilizingly Tender care Disappointment and Quotidian trivia Don't touch me Handlers hangers on Attend the myalgia afflicting Every cell, nerve hair, root and fiber Of my body A tether runs from this to Distant fields of poppies silently growing The words that I say are Delphic, elliptical And unclear Voice remote and hypothetical hard to hear The Way is clean and pharmaceutical Disappear Until you're living in Obscure oblivion And don't care At all
7.
When you got out of college The road ahead was clear The car, the wife, the job, the lawn, the house The kids to rear Now metabolism's slowing Signs of decay appear Panic sometimes seizes you And says, Get out of here. As you drive to work one day Upon the radio The song it reaches out to you Like somebody you know Now you're hearing in his gentle voice Rebellion without sacrifice It's tempting to think that you could swap shoes But it's not very likely that he shares your point of view No it's not very likely that he shares your point of view Steered clear of androgyny His hair was neatly trimmed Coked out in the 70s Cast stones ye without sin His blues walks hand in hand with his Frumpy kind of manliness And that, resonates so deeply, friend, with you. But it's not very likely that he shares your point of view No it's not very likely that he shares your point of view The sultan finds his palace Has ceased to pacify You feel displeased and mild unease As you muse on things to buy The Janissary is staffed now With one solitary haus frau To whom it is a trial to remain true And your life is filled with things you feel forced to do It's possible the two of you might get along quite well Whom we prefer to spend our time Nobody can tell The common ground of kids and work Might con-vince him you're not a jerk Anything's possible, man I suppose that's true And later feeling bolder Out comes the off-color joke A secret smile plays 'round his lips And disappears like smoke

about

THE LAST GREAT GUITAR ROCK ALBUM OF THE 20TH CENTURY

Let us dispense with false modesty. This is the best thing I've ever been involved with. It's the best this very good band ever sounded. We played these songs all over the Midwest for a couple of years before recording them. It is glorious.

And it has a LOT of guitars. Chris and I play a lot of guitar already. But that wasn't enough. We called in Aaron Starkey and Jerry Erickson to play even more. They're all over this album. Not to mention Tim Russell to play the sitar which is shaped like a guitar and is only two letters away from one! I think Jay can play guitar too, but all his hands and feet were busy.

Maybe too many guitars? We needed some different colors in there to break things up. So we called in Travis Bates to play his accordion. Then Sarah Lindenbaum helped us with some vocals we could not possibly sing (and we can sing pretty girly when pushed). Ah, that's better. Now we have room for more guitars.

So download this today and play it very loud. Just like we did.

credits

released July 4, 2015

Well, you've got the three usual suspects plus:

Jerry 'Muttonhead' Erickson: Recording, mixing, guitar and backing vocals on Childhood Ambition, pedal steel on It's Not Very Likely.

Aaron Starkey: Blues guitar guy on 12 Bars. Psychotic space guitar on Hurtwood Edge.

Tim Russell: Sitar on Pretty Bird. Traveled back to the Pleistocene to obtain the real sounds of dinosaurs on Hurtwood edge.

Travis Bates: Played his ancestral accordion on Pretty Bird and It's Not Very Likely

Sarah Lindenbaum: Backing vocals on Pretty Bird

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