*susan*
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 01:46 AM |
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Pictures of Songs
I thought it would be fun to see what pictures go through people's minds when they hear certain lyrics.
For example:
A diamond as big as the Ritz:
*susan* has attached this image:
In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
'til he cried out in his anger and his shame
I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains
RAY! You take that diaper off your head, you put it back on to your sister!!
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rej727
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 01:58 AM |
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I wanted an easy one. Mr. Harris
I wanted one with a hat, but the only pictures i found were when he was very young, or else cowboy hats. not the image i was thinking.
Laurie got offended that I used the word "puke." But to me, that's what her dinner tasted like.
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unigami
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oh Mario -
[img]http://students.washington.edu/jeffwest/mario.gif [/img]
sorry, it happens every time...
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rej727
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 05:50 AM |
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http://students.washington.edu/jeffwest/mario.gif
Laurie got offended that I used the word "puke." But to me, that's what her dinner tasted like.
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Lara
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 01:32 PM |
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Humpty Dumpty
I love "Alice in Wonderland" anyway.
Great line "And none of the pieces would talk to you..."
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jewel504
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 02:04 PM |
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Make a Killing
At the beginning of it I feel like I'm in the middle of some wierd dreamlike circus or carnival, but I'm not, I'm on a porch in an
unknown place and the windchimes are chimeing, strangely the tinkling is not random, it's playing for me. Discordant notes that are melodic.
There's electricity in the air, a storm is coming, the energy is exciting. My eyes are closed, I'm falling into a rip in time, falling
in, deeper and deeper. I'm flying through the astral on an unusual and heady carnival ride, butterflies are fluttering inside me, the most
pleasureable rollercoaster I've ever been on, like a small boat being tossed in restless waters, I'm flying through the universe within
me, not aware of anything but the magic of sound, I'm as close to nirvana as can be achieved as a mortal. Ahhhhhhh
If only I could stay there, it always has to end.
"I need a little place in the sun sometime or I think I will die"
~ Patty Griffin "Moses"
Visit my Russ Feingold site: http://pa4russ.blogspot.com/
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Lara
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 02:15 PM |
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You Could Make a Killing
Hey good idea, Susan, this is fun.
Very nicely written imagery, Jewel.
Anyway, Jewel's choice reminded me that ever since I heard Aimee say who she wrote "You Could Make a Killing" song about...
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guitarfreak
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 03:04 PM |
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quote:
Originally posted by *susan*
I thought it would be fun to see what pictures go through people's minds when they hear certain lyrics.
For example:
A diamond as big as the Ritz:
I always thought the diamond itself was like.... as big as THE RITZ... (as in london)
I get pictures in my head of the entire building being made of diamond...
well... also
This girl I used to know was really into drugs and things and many of my friends are... but she could get REALLY paranoid after taking what she takes
(I'm sure she's not the only one but still its bad)
To cut the story short, she nearly killed herself once 'cus of some lethal mix of depression, drugs, loneliness (we thought) and sleeping
pills.
So she's my Nightmare Girl.
I want to put a nodding head here but I dont really want one that's smiling.... 
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*susan*
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 03:47 PM |
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DEATHLY:
*susan* has attached this image:
In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
'til he cried out in his anger and his shame
I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains
RAY! You take that diaper off your head, you put it back on to your sister!!
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sailorand
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You're with stupid now
These are pictures of the beach and areas near my house. I grew up near the beach when I fist heard this song. I love this song. I always thing of
calm ocean waves durring
 the solo electric guitar piece.
Sorry I posted so many, I just wanted to paint the image I have for you..... Thanks....... great topic!
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sailorand
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 08:29 PM |
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OOPS!!!!...... SORRY!!!!!!!!!!!
There is something wrong with the way I typed it, and it split my message........ I also meant to have the pictures as web address' NOT
pistures. I did not mean to take up so much room! Sorry!
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dj_jazz
Fifty Posts After the Fair 
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[img]http://home.swipnet.se/~w-44240/NewYork/Bilder/World%20fair,%20S,%[/img]
Fifty Years After the Fair. Great song, great song.
A ca-fucking-pella?
-- Aimee Mann
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dj_jazz
Fifty Posts After the Fair
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 10:26 PM |
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Darn it!!! It didnt work. Let's try again.
That should work.
A ca-fucking-pella?
-- Aimee Mann
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TommyT
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 10:29 PM |
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Invisible Ink:
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TommyT
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| posted on 1-8-2004 at 10:30 PM |
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Pavlov's Bell:
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Lara
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| posted on 1-9-2004 at 01:42 AM |
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Jacob Marley's Chain
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*susan*
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| posted on 1-9-2004 at 06:14 PM |
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"Now that I've met you, would you object to never seeing each other again?"
*susan* has attached this image:
In the clearing stands a boxer, and a fighter by his trade
And he carries the reminders of every glove that laid him down or cut him
'til he cried out in his anger and his shame
I am leaving, I am leaving, but the fighter still remains
RAY! You take that diaper off your head, you put it back on to your sister!!
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AmberLager
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| posted on 1-9-2004 at 07:20 PM |
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mmmm....red vines.
the devil's weed
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Telecaster
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| posted on 1-10-2004 at 02:44 AM |
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This doesn't refer to any specific song, but when I listen to Louis Armstrong the following usually comes to mind:
-Dave-
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AmberLager
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| posted on 1-11-2004 at 09:51 PM |
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Observatory reminds me of
Calling It Quits reminds me of
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gpiggie
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Save Me
From the ranks of the freaks...
http://cgi.ebay.com/ws/eBayISAPI.dll?ViewItem&item=3377537234#ebayphotohosting
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eppy806
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| posted on 1-14-2004 at 05:09 AM |
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Strange
Whenever I read, I listen to music. Lost in Space is one of my favorite reading CDs because it stays in the background, but comes to the front
whenever I want it to. Sometimes when I read, a certain song will fit with whatever I'm reading in a frighteningly uncanny way.
So, I was reading this book about the Vietnam War, and there's this scene where one of the soldiers has a machine gun on a tripod and he's
sweeping it back and forth, shooting into the jungle. And "Guys Like Me" was playing, and right as I envisioned this machine-gunner, the
bridge with the guitar solo came on, and it was perfect... I could see the dude in my head, and with every chord change we would change the direction
he was shooting...
Then, in the story, the guy found out he'd just shot the hell out of his own platoon.
And at that moment, Aimee broke back into the song, singing "Let's hear it for guys like me." I got chills.
So now that's what I see when I listen to Guys Like Me. A machine-gunner. (Listen to the song and try to envision it.)
This is funny. I see the picture, and in my mind I can hear the Guys Like Me guitar solo.
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Ellen
The 500 Club
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When I listen to "Its Not" I think of this:
Ellen has attached this image:
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Lara
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| posted on 1-14-2004 at 01:15 PM |
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That's funny...that reminds me of a David Bowie song/line...."Major Tom to ground control...." although if I remember correctly the
astronaut is speaking from inside the ship, not from on the ground.
"It's Not" partly makes me think of an old TV being shut off.
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Ellen
The 500 Club
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| posted on 1-14-2004 at 03:10 PM |
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Ha, when you said "old TV being shut off" the combination of that and the astronaut made me think of the Sundays song
"Monochrome". She sings about watching the first landing on the moon on a monochrome TV. It has great imagery.
SUNDAYS LYRICS
MONOCHROME LYRICS
It's 4 in the morning july of '69
Me and my sister
We crept down like shadows
They're bringing the moon right down to our sitting room
Static and silence and a monochrome vision
They're dancing around
Slow puppets silver ground
And the world is watching with joy
We hear a voice from above and it's history
And we stayed awake all night
And something is said and the whole room laughs aloud
Me and my sister
Looking on like shadows
The end of an age as we watched them walk in a glow
Lost in space, but I don't know where it is
They're dancing around
Slow puppets silver ground
And the stars and stripes in the sand
We hear a voice from above and it's history
And we stayed awake all night
They're dancing around
It sends a shiver down my spine
And I run to look in the sky and
I half expect to hear them asking to come down
(oh) will they fly or will they fall?
To be excited by a long late night
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