Radical Face — Black Eyes
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When you last left me my blood was in a jar
And you kept it on your mantelpiece
I couldn't count on anyone to stand there behind me
And keep the dogs from dragging me off with them
While I slept you crept in and pulled the rug right out from under me
[?] you stole away and took the parts that kept me functioning
My heart will be blacker than your eyes when I'm through with you
And I said, this life ain't no love song while I marched on blindly
And my knuckles dragged across the walls
And the birds up there mock me and the scenery's turned wicked
And your name is trapped beneath my tongue
All of the roads are one now, each choice is the same
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is the same
I won't show my hands now, I know this ain't a game
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is...
Take a step, take another step, take another step, not a care for where they fall
You burned me, yeah you've burned me, yeah you've burned me now one too many times
My thoughts are the cold kind, I've got storm clouds that are brewing behind my eyes
And my heart will be blacker than your eyes when I'm through with you
And you kept it on your mantelpiece
I couldn't count on anyone to stand there behind me
And keep the dogs from dragging me off with them
While I slept you crept in and pulled the rug right out from under me
[?] you stole away and took the parts that kept me functioning
My heart will be blacker than your eyes when I'm through with you
And I said, this life ain't no love song while I marched on blindly
And my knuckles dragged across the walls
And the birds up there mock me and the scenery's turned wicked
And your name is trapped beneath my tongue
All of the roads are one now, each choice is the same
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is the same
I won't show my hands now, I know this ain't a game
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is...
Take a step, take another step, take another step, not a care for where they fall
You burned me, yeah you've burned me, yeah you've burned me now one too many times
My thoughts are the cold kind, I've got storm clouds that are brewing behind my eyes
And my heart will be blacker than your eyes when I'm through with you
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meh
Has sort of an Elliott Smith sound, which isn't a good thing to me
oldfart48 wrote:
miserable lyrics boreing tune..
very appropriate name there, old fart. don't worry, we don't wanna be on your lawn anyway. we'll just be groovin' over here.......
Twice, or two occurrences/hits/positives but surely not "two times"... 
"Ctrl + F - search comments for "Mumford". Mumford found two times. Oh well, no point remarking that it reminded me of Mumford & Sons ...
there is something tonal so reminiscent of the late dave carter
I like the beat and feel of the song, but I'm imagining my own happy lyrics to it instead
These guys need to branch out a bit with their style.
My heart will be blacker than ... I hope he feels better soon?
84MacGuy wrote:
You have my deepest sympathy.
I'm starting to really like these guys.
You have my deepest sympathy.
haresfur wrote:
It's likely that about 80% of modern, popular music is written in 4/4 time, so you're still pretty safe. However, this is quite a clunky waltz - a little heavy-handed on the percussion.
I've come to realize that I find most modern music in 3/4 time annoying, particularly for people who sound a bit like Elliot Smith (whose waltzes are particularly annoying).
It's likely that about 80% of modern, popular music is written in 4/4 time, so you're still pretty safe. However, this is quite a clunky waltz - a little heavy-handed on the percussion.
black321 wrote:
Point guard maybe
drum beat sounds like someone playing basketball.
Point guard maybe
drum beat sounds like someone playing basketball.
Just saw these guys (ie Ben Cooper & band) in concert earlier tonight; great show.
This song was the highlight of the show, IMO.
OK, too much me on this thread.
This song was the highlight of the show, IMO.
OK, too much me on this thread.
liteon1 wrote:
Doesn't that feel good?!! I have several songs that have that same perfect, driving beat -- perfectly synchronized to my pace.
I happened to be running on my treadmill when this tune came on. It's beat set the perfect pace. For that the artists get a one-star boost. Now if only the song were long enough to get me through my entire run... 
Doesn't that feel good?!! I have several songs that have that same perfect, driving beat -- perfectly synchronized to my pace.
miserable lyrics boreing tune..
I'm starting to really like these guys.
On_The_Beach wrote:
Hmmm, I guess that's one interpretation (ie that the narrator is seeking vengeance on his girlfriend's lover). I like that the lyrics are seemingly very specific but in fact are completely open to interpretation. Just like a good horror movie, what's left to the imagination is often much scarier and more effective than mindless gore.
No, no...I was trying to be funny. The guy is ranting on and on about horrible vengeance against someone and I wondered what it'd be like to let him get it all out and then say "Hey, I screwed your girlfriend!"
Sorry. Insomnia. I get giggly late at night.
Hmmm, I guess that's one interpretation (ie that the narrator is seeking vengeance on his girlfriend's lover). I like that the lyrics are seemingly very specific but in fact are completely open to interpretation. Just like a good horror movie, what's left to the imagination is often much scarier and more effective than mindless gore.
No, no...I was trying to be funny. The guy is ranting on and on about horrible vengeance against someone and I wondered what it'd be like to let him get it all out and then say "Hey, I screwed your girlfriend!"
Sorry. Insomnia. I get giggly late at night.
kcar wrote:
Hmmm, I guess that's one interpretation (ie that the narrator is seeking vengeance on his girlfriend's lover). I like that the lyrics are seemingly very specific but in fact are completely open to interpretation. Just like a good horror movie, what's left to the imagination is often much scarier and more effective than mindless gore.
(Note to self: don't confess to sleeping with his girlfriend)
Hmmm, I guess that's one interpretation (ie that the narrator is seeking vengeance on his girlfriend's lover). I like that the lyrics are seemingly very specific but in fact are completely open to interpretation. Just like a good horror movie, what's left to the imagination is often much scarier and more effective than mindless gore.
On_The_Beach wrote:
Don't tell him I slept with his girlfriend.
Wow, I'm really liking this. Avett/Mumford meet Violent Femmes?
The lyrics (and music) caught my attention . . . pretty dark, but good:
When you last left me my blood was in a jar
And you kept it on your mantelpiece
I couldn’t count on anyone to stand there behind me
And keep the dogs from dragging me off with them
While I slept you crept in and pulled the rug right out from under me
Then the rain stole away and took the parts that kept me functioning
My heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
And I said, this life ain’t no love song while I marched on blindly
And my knuckles dragged across the walls
And the birds up there mock me and the scenery’s turned wicked
And your name is trapped beneath my tongue
All of the roads are one now, each choice is the same
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is the same
I won’t show my hands now, I know this ain’t a game
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is…
Take a step, take another step, take another step, not a care for where they fall
You burned me, yeah you’ve burned me, yeah you’ve burned me now one too many times
My thoughts are the cold kind, I’ve got storm clouds that are brewing behind my eyes
And my heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
The lyrics (and music) caught my attention . . . pretty dark, but good:
When you last left me my blood was in a jar
And you kept it on your mantelpiece
I couldn’t count on anyone to stand there behind me
And keep the dogs from dragging me off with them
While I slept you crept in and pulled the rug right out from under me
Then the rain stole away and took the parts that kept me functioning
My heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
And I said, this life ain’t no love song while I marched on blindly
And my knuckles dragged across the walls
And the birds up there mock me and the scenery’s turned wicked
And your name is trapped beneath my tongue
All of the roads are one now, each choice is the same
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is the same
I won’t show my hands now, I know this ain’t a game
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is…
Take a step, take another step, take another step, not a care for where they fall
You burned me, yeah you’ve burned me, yeah you’ve burned me now one too many times
My thoughts are the cold kind, I’ve got storm clouds that are brewing behind my eyes
And my heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
Don't tell him I slept with his girlfriend.
caregiver wrote:
Without darkness there would be no light
Mighta liked it better if I hadn't read the lyrics. Too dark in there for me.
Without darkness there would be no light
I happened to be running on my treadmill when this tune came on. It's beat set the perfect pace. For that the artists get a one-star boost. Now if only the song were long enough to get me through my entire run...
I've come to realize that I find most modern music in 3/4 time annoying, particularly for people who sound a bit like Elliot Smith (whose waltzes are particularly annoying).
Love his music in general.
8>9
Mighta liked it better if I hadn't read the lyrics. Too dark in there for me.
I just got this CD from my local Library after hearing this song and one other from Ghosts. Both of these are excellent, if you like this, I'd recommend both of those as well.
I have Ghosts, which came out before this CD. Need to pull it out and give it a listen tonight. But I like this alot as well.
On_The_Beach wrote:
quite
. . pretty dark, but good:
And my heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
And my heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
quite
Wow, I'm really liking this. Avett/Mumford meet Violent Femmes?
The lyrics (and music) caught my attention . . . pretty dark, but good:
When you last left me my blood was in a jar
And you kept it on your mantelpiece
I couldn’t count on anyone to stand there behind me
And keep the dogs from dragging me off with them
While I slept you crept in and pulled the rug right out from under me
Then the rain stole away and took the parts that kept me functioning
My heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
And I said, this life ain’t no love song while I marched on blindly
And my knuckles dragged across the walls
And the birds up there mock me and the scenery’s turned wicked
And your name is trapped beneath my tongue
All of the roads are one now, each choice is the same
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is the same
I won’t show my hands now, I know this ain’t a game
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is…
Take a step, take another step, take another step, not a care for where they fall
You burned me, yeah you’ve burned me, yeah you’ve burned me now one too many times
My thoughts are the cold kind, I’ve got storm clouds that are brewing behind my eyes
And my heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
The lyrics (and music) caught my attention . . . pretty dark, but good:
When you last left me my blood was in a jar
And you kept it on your mantelpiece
I couldn’t count on anyone to stand there behind me
And keep the dogs from dragging me off with them
While I slept you crept in and pulled the rug right out from under me
Then the rain stole away and took the parts that kept me functioning
My heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
And I said, this life ain’t no love song while I marched on blindly
And my knuckles dragged across the walls
And the birds up there mock me and the scenery’s turned wicked
And your name is trapped beneath my tongue
All of the roads are one now, each choice is the same
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is the same
I won’t show my hands now, I know this ain’t a game
All the roads, they are one now, each choice is…
Take a step, take another step, take another step, not a care for where they fall
You burned me, yeah you’ve burned me, yeah you’ve burned me now one too many times
My thoughts are the cold kind, I’ve got storm clouds that are brewing behind my eyes
And my heart will be blacker than your eyes when I’m through with you
Seems like all folk is enjoying a bit of a resurgence. Quite right too.
Could if be that generic electronic pop music has no legs? Surely not!
Stingray wrote:
Could if be that generic electronic pop music has no legs? Surely not!
Stingray wrote:
Why, I wonder, is American folk-music so popular these days?
Is it RP or a general trend (must be the latter).
But why...?
What is the sociological aspect behind it?
Certainly there is one!
Stingray wrote:
Must get down to the science of why!!! Must!! Hmmm...how 'bout...enjoy it or don't.
Why, I wonder, is American folk-music so popular these days?
Is it RP or a general trend (must be the latter).
But why...?
What is the sociological aspect behind it?
Certainly there is one!
Must get down to the science of why!!! Must!! Hmmm...how 'bout...enjoy it or don't.
Like this a lot!
8
8
Why, I wonder, is American folk-music so popular these days?
Is it RP or a general trend (must be the latter).
But why...?
What is the sociological aspect behind it?
Certainly there is one!
An easy 8.
Pretty cool. That's a very insistent drum beat.
Surely it´s an interesting song! I would like to hear more from Radical Face in RP! Thanks Bill!