by bruce » Wed Oct 20, 2004 5:14 pm
itgirl wrote:So, are you going to have time for
Panahar when you're here?
Maybe. Thanksgiving weekend usually looks like this:
Wednesday: drive all day.
Thursday: eat way way way too much
Friday: sleep, belch, sleep
Saturday: do something
Sunday: drive all day
So, maybe Friday, or Saturday before the show?
The Drive-By Truckers:
http://www.drivebytruckers.com. These guys--whom Andrew, whom you met, turned me on to while I was in Atlanta in January--may actually believe that Lynyrd Skynyrd were the apex of human culture. They do loud Southern rock-n-roll, but with a strangely postmodern introspective twist.
For instance, from "Decoration Day":
DBT wrote:
I never knew how it all got started
a problem with Holland back before I was born
and I don’t know the name of that boy we tied down
and beat till he just couldn’t walk anymore.
But I know the caliber in Daddy’s chest
and I know what Holland Hill drives.
The state let him go, but I guess it was best
cause nobody needs all us Lawsons alive.
Daddy said one of the boys had come by
the lumber man’s favorite son.
He said, “Beat him real good but don’t dare let him die
and if you see Holland Hill run.
Now I said, “they ain’t give us trouble no more
that we ain’t brought down on ourselves”
But a chain on my back and my ear to the floor
and I’ll send all the Hill boys to Hell.
Or, and this is my favorite, "Let There Be Rock" (but maybe you have to grow up Southern to appreciate it):
DBT wrote:
(Hood / DBT)
Dropped acid, Blue Oyster Cult concert, fourteen years old,
And I thought them lasers were a spider chasing me.
On my way home, got pulled over in Rogersville, Alabama, with a half-ounce of weed and a case of Sterling Big Mouth.
My buddy Gene was driving, he just barely turned sixteen.
And I'd like to say, "I'm sorry", but we lived to tell about it
And we lived to do a whole lot more crazy, stupid, shit.
And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet
With .38 Special and the Johnny Van Zant Band.
One night when I was seventeen, I drank a fifth of vodka, on an empty stomach, then drove over to a friend's house. And I backed my car between his parent's Cadillac's without a scratch.
Then crawled to the back door and slithered through the key hole, and sneaked up the stairs
And puked in the toilet.
I passed out and nearly drowned but his sister Dee Dee pulled me out.
And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet
And the band that I was in played "The Boys are Back in Town".
Skynyrd was set to play Huntsville, Alabama, in the spring of 77, I had a ticket but it got cancelled.
So the show, it was rescheduled for the "Street Survivors Tour".
And the rest, as they say, is history.
So I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Ozzy Osbourne, with Randy Rhoads in '82,
Right before that plane crash.
And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw AC/DC
With Bon Scott singing, "Let There Be Rock" Tour.
With Bon Scott singing, LET THERE BE ROCK!
Bruce
[quote="itgirl"]So, are you going to have time for [url=http://www.panahar.com]Panahar[/url] when you're here?[/quote]
Maybe. Thanksgiving weekend usually looks like this:
Wednesday: drive all day.
Thursday: eat way way way too much
Friday: sleep, belch, sleep
Saturday: do something
Sunday: drive all day
So, maybe Friday, or Saturday before the show?
The Drive-By Truckers: http://www.drivebytruckers.com. These guys--whom Andrew, whom you met, turned me on to while I was in Atlanta in January--may actually believe that Lynyrd Skynyrd were the apex of human culture. They do loud Southern rock-n-roll, but with a strangely postmodern introspective twist.
For instance, from "Decoration Day":
[quote="DBT"]
I never knew how it all got started
a problem with Holland back before I was born
and I don’t know the name of that boy we tied down
and beat till he just couldn’t walk anymore.
But I know the caliber in Daddy’s chest
and I know what Holland Hill drives.
The state let him go, but I guess it was best
cause nobody needs all us Lawsons alive.
Daddy said one of the boys had come by
the lumber man’s favorite son.
He said, “Beat him real good but don’t dare let him die
and if you see Holland Hill run.
Now I said, “they ain’t give us trouble no more
that we ain’t brought down on ourselves”
But a chain on my back and my ear to the floor
and I’ll send all the Hill boys to Hell.
[/quote]
Or, and this is my favorite, "Let There Be Rock" (but maybe you have to grow up Southern to appreciate it):
[quote="DBT"]
(Hood / DBT)
Dropped acid, Blue Oyster Cult concert, fourteen years old,
And I thought them lasers were a spider chasing me.
On my way home, got pulled over in Rogersville, Alabama, with a half-ounce of weed and a case of Sterling Big Mouth.
My buddy Gene was driving, he just barely turned sixteen.
And I'd like to say, "I'm sorry", but we lived to tell about it
And we lived to do a whole lot more crazy, stupid, shit.
And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet
With .38 Special and the Johnny Van Zant Band.
One night when I was seventeen, I drank a fifth of vodka, on an empty stomach, then drove over to a friend's house. And I backed my car between his parent's Cadillac's without a scratch.
Then crawled to the back door and slithered through the key hole, and sneaked up the stairs
And puked in the toilet.
I passed out and nearly drowned but his sister Dee Dee pulled me out.
And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Molly Hatchet
And the band that I was in played "The Boys are Back in Town".
Skynyrd was set to play Huntsville, Alabama, in the spring of 77, I had a ticket but it got cancelled.
So the show, it was rescheduled for the "Street Survivors Tour".
And the rest, as they say, is history.
So I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw Ozzy Osbourne, with Randy Rhoads in '82,
Right before that plane crash.
And I never saw Lynyrd Skynyrd but I sure saw AC/DC
With Bon Scott singing, "Let There Be Rock" Tour.
With Bon Scott singing, LET THERE BE ROCK!
[/quote]
Bruce