My fave Korn song. Again, this is from a particularly fun and aggro phase of my existence. All these bands were the shit and at their heaviest then... This is a different take on nursery rhymes.;) I love the bagpipes at the beginning.
This is ancient Deftones at their heaviest and best (IMO). From a particularly aggro yet fun phase of my musical existence. I don't expect anyone but me to like it or even bother listening to it. I love the way he screams things like "Suck!Suck!Suck!" and "Shut up you don't know me - squeal like a pig when you..." hence the song usually being edited. It's bad, I know. But that's what I like about it. So this is the unedited version sifted from the many edited versions on youtube.:)
Oh Joni, you're so wise, so amazing, so brilliant. I love you. :) *Coyote* No regrets Coyote We just come from such different sets of circumstance I'm up all night in the studios And you're up early on your ranch You'll be brushing out a brood mare's tail While the sun is ascending And I'll just be getting home, with my reel to reel... There's no comprehending Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes And the lips you can get And still feel so alone And still feel related Like stations in some relay You're not a hit and run driver, oh no, Racing away You just picked up a hitcher A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
We saw a farmhouse burning down In the middle of nowhere In the middle of the night And we rolled right past that tragedy Till we turned into some road house lights Where a local band was playing Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor The next thing I know That Coyote's at my door He pins me in a corner and he won't take "No!" He drags me out on the dance floor And we're dancing close and slow Now he's got a woman at home He's got another woman down the hall He seems to want me anyway Why'd you have to get so drunk And lead me on that way You just picked up a hitcher A prisoner of the white lines of the freeway
I looked a Coyote right in the face On the road to Baljennie near my old home town He went running through the whisker wheat Chasing some prize down And a hawk was playing with him Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes He had those same eyes - just like yours Under your dark glasses Privately probing the public rooms Peeking through keyholes in numbered doors Where the players lick their wounds And take their temporary lovers And their pills and powders to get them through this passion play
No regrets, Coyote I just get off up aways You just picked up a hitcher A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
Coyote's in the coffee shop Staring a hole in his scrambled eggs He picks up my scent on his fingers While he's watching the waitresses' legs He's too far from the Bay of Fundy From Appaloosas and eagles and tides And the air conditioned cubicles And the carbon ribbon rides Are spelling it out so clear Either he's going to have to stand and fight Or take off out of here I tried to run away myself To run away and wrestle with my ego And with this flame You put here in this Eskimo In this hitcher In this prisoner Of the fine white lines Of the white lines on the free- freeway
This is a San Diego band that has been around for a few years now. They are headlining with the Flaming Lips at a concert downtown tomorrow night (August 25th). The lead singer IMO looks like the love child of Mick Jagger and Eddie Vedder. If this were somehow possible, hehe. ;) *But the best thing of all, from what I read, this concert is FREE!But I long ago lost the magazine that had the specific address.*
I saw them live at Hollywood Bowl, they surprised me with how good they were. This is a young band with lots of talent - they show the promise of greater success to come. This is definitely worth a listen. :)