posted on October 31, 2001 09:14:33 PM new
Since I was 16 or 17, whenever I find myself feeling down or cheated, or up against the odds, I've always reached for Springsteen's Darkness On the Edge of Town album. I still have my original one. It's scratched up and worn, full of pops and static, and yet somehow that makes it all the better. Anyway, this is just for me (sorry if that seems maudlin, krs, LOL) ...
Darkness on the Edge of Town
They're still racing out at the Trestles
But that blood it never burned in her veins
Now I hear she's got a house up in Fairview
And a style she's trying to maintain
Well if she wants to see me
You can tell her that I'm easily found
Tell her there's a spot out `neath Abram's Bridge
And tell her there's a darkness on the edge of town
Everybody's got a secret Sonny
Something that they just can't face
Some folks spend their whole lives trying to keep it
They carry it with them every step that they take
Till some day they just cut it loose
Cut it loose or let it drag `em down
Where no one asks any questions
Or looks too long in your face
In the darkness on the edge of town
Some folks are born into a good life
Other folks get it anyway anyhow
I lost my money and I lost my wife
Them things don't seem to matter much to me now
Tonight I'll be on that hill `cause I can't stop
I'll be on that hill with everything I got
Lives on the line where dreams are found and lost
I'll be there on time and I'll pay the cost
For wanting things that can only be found
In the darkness on the edge of town
Prove It All Night
I've been working real hard, trying to get my hands clean,
Tonight we'll drive that dusty road from Monroe to Angeline,
To buy you a gold ring and pretty dress of blue,
Baby just one kiss will get these things for you,
A kiss to seal our fate tonight,
A kiss to prove it all night.
(Chorus)
Prove it all night,
Girl there's nothing else that we can do,
So prove it all night, prove it all night,
And girl I'll prove it all night for you.
Everybody's got a hunger, a hunger they can't resist,
There's so much that you want, you deserve much more than this,
But if dreams came true, oh, wouldn't that be nice,
But this ain't no dream we're living through tonight,
Girl, you want it, you take it, you pay the price.
(Chorus)
Prove it all night, prove it all night girl and call the bluff,
Prove it all night, prove it all night and girl,
I prove it all night for your love.
Baby, tie your hair back in a long white bow,
Meet me in the fields out behind the dynamo,
You hear the voices telling you not to go,
They made their choices and they'll never know,
What it means to steal, to cheat, to lie,
What it's like to live and die.
To prove it all night...
Racing in the Street
I got a sixty-nine Chevy with a 396
Fuelie heads and a Hurst on the floor
She's waiting tonight down in the parking lot
Outside the Seven-Eleven store
Me and my partner Sonny built her straight out of scratch
And he rides with me from town to town
We only run for the money got no strings attached
We shut `em up and then we shut `em down
Tonight tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow `em off in my first heat
Summer's here and the time is right
We're goin' racin' in the street
We take all the action we can meet
And we cover all the northeast state
When the strip shuts down we run `em in the street
From the fire roads to the interstate
Some guys they just give up living
And start dying little by little piece by piece
Some guys come home from work and wash up
Then go racin' in the street
Tonight tonight the strip's just right
I wanna blow `em all out of their seats
Calling out around the world
We're going racin' in the street
I met her on the strip three years ago
In a Camaro with this dude from L.A.
I blew that Camaro off my back and drove that little girl away
But now there's wrinkles around my baby's eyes
And she cries herself to sleep at night
When I come home the house is dark
She sighs "Baby did you make it all right"
She sits on the porch of her daddy's house
But all her pretty dreams are torn
She stares off alone into the night
With the eyes of one who hates for just being born
For all the shut-down strangers and hot rod angels
Rumbling through this promised land
Tonight my baby and me we're gonna ride to the sea
And wash these sins off our hands
Tonight tonight the highway's bright
Out of our way mister you best keep
`Cause summer's here and the time is right
We're goin' racin' in the street
posted on October 31, 2001 09:18:19 PM new
Well, now you got me with your song thread Spaz. I wish you the best wherever you are and do hope you'll come back. We've sparred but mostly I've enjoyed the conversations. It's always nice to really sense the intelligence on the other end of the conversation.
Remember, all good debates need at least 3 people, not just two. I could always count on you for a strongly held opinion or two to liven up a thread I was reading.
take care and good luck. If you get bored, which you just might, reconsider the credit card thing or whatever rule they have going at the time.
posted on October 31, 2001 09:28:17 PM new
"I didn't really understand what women go through until I grew my hair long some years ago. Now, whenever I'm out driving on the highway with my hair down, I get to laugh at you "looking is fine" types, who come up from behind, see my hair then pull up parallel alongside me and deliberately slow down. I wait for the inevitable "casual" turn of the head, then casually turn my own to face them. Let me tell you, I think I must be responsible for at least thirty cases of whiplash. But my point is, a woman can't even go out for a drive without
morons who think "looking" is their right ogling them. I just can't imagine that it's a fun way to live. And I for one don't think they should have to live that way."
posted on October 31, 2001 09:30:31 PM new
Ahh, buck up Spaz. Grab a brewski and let's belt this one out together!
Immanuel Kant was a real pissant who was very rarely stable.
Heidegger, Heidegger was a boozy beggar who could think you under the table.
David Hume could out consume Wilhelm Friedrich Hegel
And Wittgenstein was a beery swine who was just as sloshed as Schlegel.
There's nothing Nietzsche couldn't teach ya 'bout the raisin' of the wrist.
Socrates himself was permanently pissed.
John Stuart Mill, of his own free will, on half a pint of shandy was particularly ill.
Plato, they say, could stick it away, 'alf a crate of whiskey every day!
Aristotle, Aristotle was a bugger for the bottle, and Hobbes was fond of his Dram.
And Rene Descartes was a drunken fart: "I drink, therefore I am."
Yes, Socrates himself is particularly missed;
A lovely little thinker, but a bugger when he's pissed.
posted on October 31, 2001 09:35:23 PM newSpaz: I've been meaning to tell you this and now is an excellent time...
You may not remember that I argued with you on the now defunct AD about whether or not you were banned from another board(which is also defunct). I thought you were wrong to accuse people of banning you when it could have been an EZboard glitch.
Now I realize that I was wrong. I won't go into detail about what caused my change of heart but suffice it to say you were probably correct in saying you were banned(I'm qualifying the statement because I don't have conclusive proof, just my belief).
posted on October 31, 2001 09:35:27 PM new
I guess Spaz wrote that from where it says "edited by Spaz". And I don't know any other guy here who could've come up with that and been so right on target.
Wow. Words cannot express, but, this post of his has blown me away more than any other. I think I know why Spaz gets it.
posted on October 31, 2001 09:37:49 PM new
ROFL, now you're finding hypocrisy in my choice of music and my posted comments? Okay, guilty as charged. I am a musical chauvinist. I like songs about fast cars and girls and living and dying and not letting life break you (the title track of Meatloaf's "Bat Out Of Hell" is another great one for those themes). What kind of music do you like, krs? In all your posts here, I don't think you've ever said.
Thanks enchanted, gaffan and rawbunzel. We'll all cross paths again.
posted on October 31, 2001 09:44:01 PM new
Yeah, well, try being a bald woman...I shut down an entire German flea market because people couldn't stop staring at me.
I am sorry to see you go too and I wish I could say something to convince you otherwise. Not likely I know .
You have reamed me a new one several times in the past and on a couple of occasions I returned the favour - at least as far as that inhibiting blue stripe would allow me to. Even when we did battle, I have always respected your opinion and AW will be so much less without you. Hell - you've even got Ken virtually begging you to stay (insofar as Ken begs ) - that should speak volumes to you about your place here.
I have learnt a great deal from your posts and the peeks of your life you have allowed us. For the most part, I've enjoyed every minute of it.
My email is in my profile - you have received correspondence from it in the past - should you ever need a note passer
Michelle
This day just sucks more and more as the hours pass
Well, I didn't mean it to be so obvious, and thought that with such a rightly thought post as that one you might avoid the charge that you yourself bring forth.
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) - that should speak volumes to you about your place here.