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― Riot Gear! (Gear!), Thursday, 10 February 2005 10:04 (twenty-one years ago)
― charleston charge (chaki), Thursday, 10 February 2005 10:07 (twenty-one years ago)
The title song however is, of course, one of the high points of his Asylum-era recordings.
She sends me blue valentinesAll the way from PhiladelphiaTo mark the anniversaryOf someone that I used to beAnd it feels just like there'sA warrant out for my arrestGot me checkin in my rearview mirrorAnd I'm always on the runThats why I changed my nameAnd I didn't think you'd ever find me here
To send me blue valentinesLike half forgotten dreamsLike a pebble in my shoeAs I walk these streetsAnd the ghost of your memoryIs the thistle in the kissAnd the burgler that can break a rose's neckIt's the tatooed broken promiseThat I hide beneath my sleeveAnd I see you every time I turn my back
She sends me blue valentinesThough I try to remain at largeThey're insisting that our loveMust have a eulogyWhy do I save all of this madnessIn the nightstand drawerThere to haunt upon my shouldersBaby I knowI'd be luckier to walk around everywhere I goWith a blind and broken heartThat sleeps beneath my lapel
She sends me my blue valentinesTo remind me of my cardinal sinI can never wash the guiltOr get these bloodstains off my handsAnd it takes a lot of whiskyTo take this nightmares go awayAnd I cut my bleedin heart out every niteAnd I die a little more on each St. Valentine's dayRemember that I promised I wouldWrite you....These blue valentinesBlue valentinesBlue valentines
― Stewart Osborne (Stewart Osborne), Thursday, 10 February 2005 11:44 (twenty-one years ago)
― lauren (laurenp), Thursday, 10 February 2005 11:52 (twenty-one years ago)
― dog latin (dog latin), Thursday, 10 February 2005 12:00 (twenty-one years ago)
― Jack Battery-Pack (Jack Battery-Pack), Thursday, 10 February 2005 12:03 (twenty-one years ago)
― lauren (laurenp), Thursday, 10 February 2005 12:06 (twenty-one years ago)
― The Lex (The Lex), Thursday, 10 February 2005 16:24 (twenty-one years ago)
― tremendoid (tremendoid), Thursday, 10 February 2005 17:22 (twenty-one years ago)
― Jordan (Jordan), Thursday, 10 February 2005 17:27 (twenty-one years ago)
As for "Heart Attack and Vine", to me it's mostly filler and by the time you get through all the noodly jazz and irritating bluesy-rock you're too tired to listen to Jersey Girl et al.
Foreign Affairs - now that's an odd one. It's got the horribly delightful "Never Talk To Strangers" duet on there but it's also got "Potters Field" which preceeds things like the Black Rider by about 10 years. It doesn't really feel like a proper album though to me, much like HA&V.
― dog latin (dog latin), Thursday, 10 February 2005 17:31 (twenty-one years ago)
'somewhere' and 'i never talk to strangers' being notable exceptions
NO
― adam.r.l. (nordicskilla), Thursday, 10 February 2005 17:35 (twenty-one years ago)
― Angus Muldoon, Fife (Dada), Thursday, 10 February 2005 17:39 (twenty-one years ago)
― Angus Muldoon, Fife (Dada), Thursday, 10 February 2005 17:40 (twenty-one years ago)
― adam.r.l. (nordicskilla), Thursday, 10 February 2005 17:42 (twenty-one years ago)
― Angus Muldoon, Fife (Dada), Thursday, 10 February 2005 17:42 (twenty-one years ago)
also - step off "Somewhere" haters!
― The Lex (The Lex), Thursday, 10 February 2005 17:45 (twenty-one years ago)
― known vaginatarian (nickalicious), Thursday, 10 February 2005 18:02 (twenty-one years ago)
― Al (sitcom), Thursday, 10 February 2005 18:04 (twenty-one years ago)
Agreed. Only this clunky piece of melodrama keeps Blue Valentine from complete classic status. If within reach, I almost always hit >> at that point.
― j.m. lockery (j.m. lockery), Friday, 11 February 2005 02:12 (twenty-one years ago)
― j.m. lockery (j.m. lockery), Friday, 11 February 2005 02:13 (twenty-one years ago)
― beatbox (beatbox), Friday, 11 February 2005 13:24 (twenty-one years ago)
Christmas Card from a Hooker in Minneapolis has one of the best lines ever:"Charlie for chrissakes/ 'f you wanna know the truth of itDon't have a husband/ He don't play the trombone..."
― Dr X O'Skeleton, Friday, 5 February 2010 22:19 (sixteen years ago)
That song always breaks my heart.
― Moka, Friday, 5 February 2010 22:37 (sixteen years ago)