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I love Vonnegut, but these are not the words of the worst poet alive: Tangled Up In Blue.

 

Early one mornin' the sun was shinin'

I was layin' in bed

Wondrin' if she'd changed at all

If her hair was still red

Her folks they said our lives together

Sure was gonna be rough

They never did like

Mama's homemade dress

Papa's bank book wasn't big enough

And I was standin' on the side of the road

Rain fallin' on my shoes

Heading out for the east coast

Lord knows I've paid some dues

Gettin' through

Tangled up in blue

She was married when we first met

Soon to be divorced

I helped her out of a jam I guess

But I used a little too much force

We drove that car as far as we could

Abandoned it out west

Split up on a dark sad night

Both agreeing it was best

She turned around to look at me

As I was walkin' away

I heard her say over my shoulder

We'll meet again some day

On the avenue

Tangled up in blue

I had a job in the great north woods

Working as a cook for a spell

But I never did like it all that much

And one day the axe just fell

So I drifted down to New Orleans

Where I was looking for to be employed

Workin' for a while on a fishin' boat

Right outside of Delacroix

But all the while I was alone

The past was close behind

I seen a lot of women

But she never escaped my mind

And I just grew

Tangled up in blue

She was workin' in a topless place

And I stopped in for a beer

I just kept lookin' at the side of her face

In the spotlight so clear

And later on as the crowd thinned out

I's just about to do the same

She was standing there in back of my chair

Said to me, Don't I know your name?

I muttered somethin' under my breath

She studied the lines on my face

I must admit I felt a little uneasy

When she bent down to tie the laces

Of my shoe

Tangled up in blue

She lit a burner on the stove

And offered me a pipe

I thought you'd never say hello, she said

You look like the silent type

Then she opened up a book of poems

And handed it to me

Written by an Italian poet

From the thirteenth century

And everyone of them words rang true

And glowed like burnin' coal

Pourin' off of every page

Like it was written in my soul

From me to you

Tangled up in blue

I lived with them on Montague Street

In a basement down the stairs

There was music in the cafes at night

And revolution in the air

Then he started into dealing with slaves

And something inside of him died

She had to sell everything she owned

And froze up inside

And when finally the bottom fell out

I became withdrawn

The only thing I knew how to do

Was to keep on keepin' on

Like a bird that flew

Tangled up in blue

So now I'm goin' back again

I got to get to her somehow

All the people we used to know

They're an illusion to me now

Some are mathematicians

Some are carpenters' wives

Don't know how it all got started

I don't know what they're doin' with their lives

But me, I'm still on the road

Headin' for another joint

We always did feel the same

We just saw it from a different point

Of view

Tangled up in blue

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That's a good story, but is it good poetry?

 

[V1]
These warehouse wages kill the end's introduction
Man, I shoulda' schooled it up when I was younger, shoulda' stuck to plan
Always had the dreams of bein' more self-assertive
And my kid's a teenager now, he needs the health insurance
So break my body, break-break my soul down
Just another zombie walkin' blindly through ya ghost town
Pull up to the bar to politic and tap the power
Ain't nobody really all that jolly at your happy hour
But I don't wanna go home yet
So I'ma talk to my cigarette and that television set
It doesn't matter what brand or station
Anything to take away from the current situation
No overtime pay, no holiday
Months behind on everything but the lottery
Winter 'round the corner, guaranteein' that my car dies
Wifey havin' trouble tryna juggle both the part-times
My cup ain't close to filled up
We tryna build up so we could have enough
And when I finally get the color, won't be nothin' else to paint on
A friend of mine tried to kill himself to the same song
 
[V2]
My better half is mad at makin' magic outta can goods
My tax bracket status got her questionin' my manhood
My shorty got caught smokin' weed at a concert
And if I smack 'em everybody treats me like a monster
My neighbors ain't doin' much better
And we makin' competition instead of stickin' together
Can't save no nest egg, in fact this nest is rented
In fact that rent is late, wait
The money ain't here, the raise ain't comin'
Just me and my son and that crazy woman
And those bartenders, this whole ######in' country
Got everybody swallowin' that lunch meat
Maybe we could speed up the process
Kill me in my thirties in the name of progress
Put me in the dirt and then change the topic
Sometimes seems like the only way to stop it
Contemplate my departure date
Doesn't take a lot to get a lot of us to talk this way
Take a shot at me, that's all I'm obligated for
Apparently my only guarantee is a walk-away
 
[Outro x2]
The only guarantee in life
Is a life worth dyin' for
Cause death don't wait for no one
It's sittin' on yo front doo
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Wild Card, those lyrics you posted are good.  Who is that from? 

Man, I'm so happy you think so! Atmosphere is the artist, he's absolutely amazing

 

This is what rap can be. That simply guitar in the background makes it for me. And, of course, the lyrics are amazing

 

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Man, I'm so happy you think so! Atmosphere is the artist, he's absolutely amazing

 

This is what rap can be. That simply guitar in the background makes it for me. And, of course, the lyrics are amazing

 

 

Yeah that's really good.  I liked hearing it even better than just reading the lyrics.

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Curious then, what is he?

They're hip hop. Not a knock or anything but they're not in the rap discussion for people like Vonnegut who probably would have a different view of rap if it was all like Atmosphere.

I've heard a bunch of their stuff and like it, just don't listen by choice. Glad somebody brought them up.

 

The line between rap and hip hop is a very grey one. A lot of people classified as rappers refer to what they do as hip hop artists (Common and Tupac, for instance, both claim to be hip hop artists, not rappers; Tupac did so inconsistently tho). But Atmosphere isn't the artist Kurt is talking about, methinks.

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I've been listening to Coloring Book by Chance the Rapper pretty much non-stop for the past 4 months. Chance is fantastic, he's got great taste, and his music is much more optimistic than a lot of rap.

 

He's also amazing at collaborating with other artists. I like every single feature on Coloring Book, even the J Biebs one.

 

https://soundcloud.com/chancetherapper/sets/coloring-book

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Selling England by the Pound is a pretty great album.

You bet!  I've compared the musical complexity of early Genesis with more "modern" music and there's no comparison.  (But, if anyone knows of a contemporary group that compares to Gabriel-era Genesis, please let me know.)

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I'm OBSESSED with this song/video right now.  I've played these kinds of jams before, where somebody is so good that you and the other musicians are shooting each other looks with the thoughts "How good are they? How good do we sound right now?"

 

Vulfpeck is a good funk group.  They're at their best when they have a featured musician (like Blake Mills, the slide guitar player) or a singer.  All their songs with gospel singer Antwaun Stanley are great.

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I'm OBSESSED with this song/video right now.  I've played these kinds of jams before, where somebody is so good that you and the other musicians are shooting each other looks with the thoughts "How good are they? How ###### good do we sound right now?"

 

Vulfpeck is a good funk group.  They're at their best when they have a featured musician (like Blake Mills, the slide guitar player) or a singer.  All their songs with gospel singer Antwaun Stanley are great.

 

They are really good.

 

I like how they didn't edit out the dog at 0.27 ...  :w00t:

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