We Won’t Let You Slip Away

The Motherload icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 02 from the Once More ‘Round the Sun LP by Mastodon icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

I can see what the world has done to you
I can feel the weight

I can see what this life has handed you
I can feel the weight

This time things will work out just fine
We won’t let you slip away
This time things will work out just fine
We won’t let you leave this way

If you want you can will it, you can have it
I can put it right there in your hands

I can hear what the spirits are telling you
I can clear the weight

I can see all the wolves as they circle you
I can crush the weight

This time things will work out just fine
We won’t let you slip away
This time things will work out just fine
We won’t let you leave this way

If you want you can will it, you can have it
I can put it right there in your hands

Shift Into Overdrive

Stargasm icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 04 from The Hunter LP by Mastodon icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )
“Stargasm” Song Lyrics icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12

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Dry Bone Valley icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 08 from The Hunter LP)
“Dry Bone Valley” Song Lyrics icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12
Bedazzled Fingernails icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 12 from The Hunter LP)
“Bedazzled Fingernails” Song Lyrics icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12

Where is the Wave that Will Carry Me?

Spindrift icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 (track 05 from the Snakes and Arrows LP by Rush icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12 )

As the waves crash in on the western shore, the wind blows fierce from the east
The wave tops torn into a flying spindrift

As the waves crash in on the western shore, it makes me feel uneasy
The spray that’s torn away is an image of the way I feel

What am I supposed to say?
Where are the words to answer you when you talk that way?

As the sun goes down on the western shore, the wind blows hard from the east
It whips the sand into a flying spindrift

As the sun goes down on the western shore, it makes me feel uneasy
In the hot dry rasp of the devil winds, who cares what a fool believes?

What am I supposed to say?
Where are the words to answer you when you talk that way?
Words that fly against the wind and waves

A little closer to you, where is the wave that will carry me?

What am I supposed to say?
Where are the words to answer you when you talk that way?

What am I suppose to do?
Where are the words that will make you see what I believe is true?

Where is the wave that will carry me a little closer to you?

Riot Volume

Rock ‘n roll and heavy metal concerts are terrible. They have always been terrible and they’re getting worse. They’re so loud you can’t hear anything except a prescribed hours-long barrage of semi-dizzying percussive blasts, which are caused nearly as much by the guitars, bass, and vocals as by the drum set. If a person doesn’t wear ear plugs, his ears are ringing for the next two or three days—perhaps longer. If he does wear ear plugs, everything comes across sounding muffled and unarticulated.

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How the hell did it become acceptable practice to wear ear plugs to music performances anyway? Isn’t that the same as strapping on leg braces before going skiing, or ordering non-alcoholic beer at a brewpub? Don’t people go to concerts to experience the music? If the vast majority of people cannot properly experience the music, with or without earplugs, how could they possibly be enjoying themselves?

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There are also a lot of sweaty, stinky SOBs at these concerts too… and the tickets can be absurdly overpriced. Here’s a prime example: it costs between $145 and $366 to see a geriatric version of AC/DC icon-external-link-12x12 icon-search-12x12. This is a band that hasn’t released a good rock ‘n roll album since around the time John Lennon was assassinated, yet people are willing to blow a car payment and risk a case of tinnitus for one more chance to “hear” classic songs from a bygone era resurrected in a live setting. Crikey!