Everybody Loves You (When You're Dead)


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By Rhiannon on Saturday, May 1, 1999 - 12:18 am:

    I've said it before and I'll say it again: Tod Ashley rocks my world. I'd crawl through barbed wire and thorn bushes to hear him howl his lonesome tales of the dark city.

    It's midnight now. My only companions are the streetlights and the music on the stereo. Now it's "Nowhere" --

    'Nobody can find you when you're nowhere
    Living on the other side of hope
    Nobody can hurt you if you don't care
    Singing like you're swinging on a rope'

    The window is open, letting the cold night air in, and I'm trembling as I type this. Sometimes it feels good to feel so cold. The air makes your bones hurt and stomach clench, but you don't shut the window. You need to hear the cars and the rumble of passing trains.

    Even he knows this. He wrote,

    'Hold her tight just like a doll, falling backwards down the stairs
    Trains are howling in the dark (saddest sound you'll ever hear)
    Sell out to the side that lost, buying souls that can't be found
    Worth exactly what they cost (lives collapse without a sound)'

    It's eerie how music can do this, provide the perfect soundtrack to an evening, as though nothing we feel is unique. The collective unconscious at work.

    'Every tragedy is a comedy, unless you are the victim
    Then you're just another monkey at the zoo'


    Spread the good news, brothers and sisters. Tod saves.


By Jane Dwim on Monday, May 3, 1999 - 06:45 pm:

    New mood.

    Now it's P.W. Long.

    "She's smirking at you with a go-to-hell answer
    But she's a bad motherfucker when you're looking at a dancer"


    Aw, yeah


By Georgia Lee on Tuesday, May 4, 1999 - 12:28 pm:

    Now it's Tom Waits:

    "There's a toad in the witch grass
    There's a crow in the corn
    Wild flowers on a cross by the road
    And somewhere a baby is crying for her mom
    As the hill trun from green back to gold"


    Beautiful.


By RED on Friday, August 13, 1999 - 10:10 am:

    Everybody loves you when you're dead
    And everyone is suddenly your dearest friend
    Nobody talks no dirt about you
    And life, it just goes on above your head
    When you're dead

    Everybody miss you when you're gone
    They'll reminisce about you when they hear your
    favorite song
    They'll think that they did something wrong
    They'll wonder if there was something they should
    have said
    When you're gone

    I'm never gonna tell a lie
    No, I'm never gonna wear a tie
    And I'm never gonna say goodbye
    Goodbye

    Life is so much better when you're dead
    Conversation's easy when there's nothing to be
    said
    But it can get a little lonesome
    Maybe you should take along a friend
    Like I said

    I'm never gonna tell a lie
    No, I'm never gonna wear a tie
    And if I can't walk, maybe I can fly
    Don't ask the reason why
    But I'm never gonna say goodbye
    Goodbye
    Goodbye


By Waffleboy on Friday, August 13, 1999 - 10:57 am:

    What is the light?


    What is the light that you have shining all around you Is it chemically derived? Cause if it's natural, something glowing from inside, shining all around you, it's potential has arrived. Looking into space it surrounds you. Love is in the face that you're drawn to. What is the light that you have shining all around you.Is it chemically derived?


    (An Untested hypothesis suggesting that the chemical (in our brains) by which we are able to experience the sensation of being i nlove is the same chemical that caused the "BIG BANG" that was the birth of the accelerating universe)








    Flaming Lips










    this song humbles, it tickles to think this theory may have value


By rhiannon on Tuesday, January 25, 2000 - 11:07 am:

    in a sudden frenzy of loneliness
    he leans down to kiss you
    but he's only stooping to conquer
    he's only biting your tongue

    love goes blank
    without a shadow, without a crease
    without a reason

    now he keeps you dazed in his orbit
    he keeps you in stitches
    as he puts his arm around your shoulder
    he only keeps you in line


    --Smart Went Crazy