In this day of political speeches and verbal gaffes on both sides of the aisle, please allow me to submit the following...

Don’t think me unkind
Words are hard to find
They’re only cheques I’ve left unsigned
From the banks of chaos in my mind
And when their eloquence escapes me
Their logic ties me up and rapes me

De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
They’re meaningless and all that’s true

Poets, priests and poiticians
Have words to thank for their positions
Words that scream for your submission
And no-one’s jamming their transmission
And when their eloquence escapes you
Their logic ties you up and rapes you

De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
They’re meaningless and all that’s true

De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
Their innocence will pull me through
De do do do, de da da da
Is all I want to say to you
De do do do, de da da da
They’re meaningless and all that’s true

Randy

Remember when you were young?
You shone like the sun

Not quite from the same era as the Eagles and Don Henley, but here's something for you to get your arms around:

See the breaking glass
In the underpass
See the breaking glass
In the underpass
Warm leatherette

Hear the crushing steel
Feel the steering wheel
Hear the crushing steel
Feel the steering wheel

Warm leatherette

Warm leatherette

Warm leatherette
Melts on your burning flesh
You can see your reflection
In the luminescent dash

Warm leatherette

A tear of petrol
Is in your eye
The hand brake
Penetrates your thigh
Quick -- Let's make love
Before you die

On warm leatherette
Warm leatherette


Warm leatherette
Warm leatherette
Warm leatherette

Join the car crash set

-The Normal.

Careful there spanky...I listen to KROQ and know the Ataris version. It was OK, but frankly it was too close to the original. When someone does a cover, I like to hear an original take on it, not just speeded up and substituting "Black Flag" for "Dead Head".

I'm old, but not dead :p

lions in the streets and roaming
dogs in heat, rabid, foaming
a beast caged in the heart of the city.

the body of his mother
rotting in the summer ground
he fled the town.

he went down south
and crossed the border
left the chaos and disorder
back there over his shoulder.

one morning he awoke in a green hotel
a strange creature groaning beside him
sweat oozed from it's shiney skin

is every body in?
the ceremony is about to begin.

Wake up!
you can't remember where it was.
had this dream stopped?
the snake was pale gold and shrunken
we were afraid to touch it.
the sheets were hot dead prisons.
and she was beside me,old
she's, no; young.
her dark red hair.
the soft white skin.

now run too the mirror in the bathroom
look!
she's coming in here.
i can't live thru each slow century
of her moving.
i let my cheek slide down the
cool smooth tile
feel the good cold stinging blood.
the smooth hissing of snakes and of rain.


Once i had a little game
i like to crawl back in my brain
i think you know the game i mean
i mean the game called go insane

now you should try this little game
just close your eyes forget your name
forget the world forget the people
and we'll erect a different steeple

this little game is fun to do
just close you eyes no way to lose
and i'm right there i'm going too
release control we're breakin' thru

burrow back into the brain
way back past the relm of pain
back where there's never any rain

and the rain falls gently on the town
and over the heads of all of us
and in the labyrinth of streams
beheath the unearthly presence ofnervous
hill dwellers in the gentle hills around
reptiles abounding
fossils, caves, cool air heights

each house repeats of mold
windows rolled beast car
locked in against the morning.

all now sleeping, rugs silent
mirrors vacant, dust blind
under beds

of lawful couples wound
in sheets & daughters,
smug with semen eyes
in their nipples

WAIT!

there's been a slaughter here!

Don't stop to look around
your gloves and fan are on the ground
we're getting out of town
we're going on the run
and you're the one I want to come.

Five to One Baby
One in Five
Walk across the floor with a flower in your hand
tell me no one understands
Trade in your hours for a handfull of dimes

look at some of the gordon lightfoot stuff. Time machine stuff for me. I still like to hear the Dawg (Deadhead Mandolin player) with Doc Watson too. The eagles always remind me of playing guitars with a buddy back in '82, and of driving to see my brother in newport beach blaring ventura highway on the tape player in my triumph tr6 (with electronic overdrive- yipee wow) as I crested the pass (tehatchapachee).

I am the lizard king
i can do anything
i can make the earth stop in it's tracks
i made the blue cars go away

for seven years i have dwelt
in the loose palace of exile
playing strange games with the girls
of the island

now i have come again
to the land of the fair the strong and the wise

brothers and sisters of the pale forest
o children of night
who among you will run with the hunt?

now night arrives with her purple legions
retire now to your tents and dreams
tomorrow i enter the town of my birth
i want to be ready.

Well they shot 4 men in a cocaine deal
They left them lying in an open field
Full of old cars with bullet holes in the mirrors
He tried to do his best but could not
Please take my advice
Please take my advice
Open up the tired eyes
Open up the tired eyes
It wasn't supposed to go down that way
But they burned his brother and they left him lying in the driveway
They let him down with nothin
He did his best but could not
Please take my advice
Open up the tired eyes
Tell me more Tell me more
I mean was he a heavy doper or
Was he just a loser
He was a friend of yours
What do you mean he had bullet holes in his mirrors
He tried to do his best but he could not
Please take my advice
Open up the tired eyes

Fair enough.

What's wrong with changing the tempo of a song and using different instruments? Ever heard "Enter the Sandman" done solely on the cello? Not a real fair comparison, but...

Henley's stuff from that era struck me as too poppy, more along the Phil Collins school of musical slutdom. The Atari's version gave it more of an edge, a little sharper. I liked the original, just like the remake better.

It's not to everyones liking, but hey, not everyone appreciates Trent Reznor either.

I knew Reznor when he played in a disco band in Cleveland Ohio my how things change.

I've come on a few years from my Hollywood Highs
The best of the last, the cleanest star they ever had
I'm stiff on my legend, the films that I made
Forget that I'm fifty cause you just got paid
Crack baby crack show me your real
Smack baby smack is that all you feel
Suck baby suck, give me your head
Before you start professing that your knocking me dead
You caught yourself a trick down on Sunset and Vine
But since he pinned you baby you're a porcupine
You sold me illusions for a sack full of checks
You've made a bad connection cause I just want your sex

The Eagles were a bunch of ******* boyzs who lived in the Hollywood Hills....all they ever talked about was some B that was cheatin on her sugar daddy...they never pulled a Eddie Murphy down on Hollywood an Vine.... Welcome to the Jungle baby

I don't have a problem with changing tempo and instrumentation. In fact, my point is that the Ataris didn't go far enough...they didn't do much with the song. It sounds like a good punk/rock coverband playing the song in a bar set.

For *me*, the fretless bass line is an "essential element" that needs to stay somehow in a cover (but everyone has their own take). To my ears, the Ataris just sped up the song a bit (not that much), added a bit of grind to the guitars, and that was that.

I'll put my money where my mouth is. If you know the original (Hendrix) version of Voodoo Chile (Slight Return), here is my version: http://www.nostatic.com/mp3/voodoo3.mp3

Not earthshattering, but a fair amount of change. Rather significant tempo change, funk/jazzish rhythm guitar, and chord alterations on the chorus.

But there is always more than one way to skin a song...

I would have never suspected you were a Normal fan, Z-man.
That's pretty boss.

JCM

Problem is Nostatus is that U are NO SOUL BROTHER....come back when you are really Black...

I do the best I can with what I've got. Where's *your* contribution? :p

It's all in what I write.....pure lightening in a bottle...It dazzles, it confuses, it enlightens it sooths....whatever I want it to be, when I want it to be... who else writes the hooks that entices you to enter....

Impressive. Good change, I like the line and the tempo better than the original. Had me groovin...

I'm not a musician, haven't made happy sounds since high school. BUT, I know what I like. It's like most things in that you make a change to one person that sounds good, to another it could be blasphemy (kinda like sticking a small block Chevy in 911...but that's another thread...).

To me it's more a matter of audio presentation. Henley's original seemed lacking in depth, and kinda keening, but thats his voice and style. The Atari's presented in a different way and that's what appealed to me more than the original. It's all subjective, just like taste.

How did your video project from a few months ago work out?

Yeah! Apocalyptica - now that's a classic.

Speaking of remakes, I was disgusted in myself a couple of days ago ---> I heard The Who's "Behind Blue Eyes" and for the first 30 seconds I wondered who had covered the Limp Bizkit song :rolleyes:

Fortunately I figured out from the 70sness of it that it predated the Durst one. So I'm lame, but not uberlame. I still had to wait for the host to tell me who did the original. I suck