MarcO Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 Together, we can pen the finest, deepest song ever written, I'm sure of it. 1 chorus, 3 verses. Let's call it: Tears Of The Phillistine. Here's the first line of the first verse to get it started. Tears Of The Phillistineby: the SanctuaryBaby, baby, baby, you do me oh-so good, Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Super Freak Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 culture don't mean that much to me, but I've been told it should. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcO Posted October 8, 2004 Author Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 Tears Of The Phillistine by: the Sanctuary Baby, baby, baby, you do me oh-so good, culture don't mean that much to me, but I've been told it should. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zero Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 Okay I don't think we're off to a great start there. Last year I got home from Come Together on May 24 and found out my friend Kyle killed herself. She was a punk and had the alphabet tatooed around her arm because she couldn't decide what to get. She also had COMMITMENT splayed across her abdomen in gothic script. She was that kind of girl, I mean eccentric not well you know what I mean. I've never written a song or lyric before really (all critics are failed artists and all that) but this just came to mind. Not sure if it's right for this song but it's a chorus: 26 Letters for five long years 26 for headstrong tears 26 changing gears Didn't you? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
paisley Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 thats sad about your friend, hate when people kill themselves... but its everyone's right I guess, sorta... sure hurts the people you leave behind... sounds like she was still finding herself and had a lot of confusion... wish she had just run away and travelled insteadhad a schitzophrenic friend, amongst others, kill himself but I understood that better as no matter what he did the voices wouldn't shut up and just let him live somewhat normally... was in his 30s, couldn't get a girl, always lost his friends, couldn't hold a job... 6'4", good looking, spoke 11 languages, could talk phsyics or chemistry or you name it with any professor... came and found me at the bar one night and asked me if I knew he loved me, thought that was wierd but told him of course and loved him too, he thanked me and stared at me kindly for a few minutes, left, walked to the top of the skyway bridge and jumpedI always pictured that he sang a song at the top of his voice as he fell, he really like to sing, drowned out the voicestragic things in life teach you how good things are outside of tragic timesbetter off becoming a junkie than doing yourself in in most cases... join the circus... become a pirate Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Mr. Musicface Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 Wow Luke, so sorry about your friend. I lost a friend who left us way too early this summer as well, although not from suicide. But I empathize with you man. For what it's worth, I'd save that chorus, it's good and sounds a very fitting tribute to your friend. Peace, - J. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zero Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 I appreciate the kind words wasn't fishing but I guess you know that. It's pretty hard to think of it right now. The timing is weird because this all happened right before the last Toronto Slip show at the ElMo. I don't know for once I'm at a loss for words. I know people here have lost friends and some quite recently. I don't know if many of you have been to places in your mind that would make you think of doing the same though. Try and appreciate that when dealing with mental illness and particularly affective disorders such as schizophrenia and bipolar disorder the chances of suicide escalate dramatically. Add substance abuse and particularly alcohol to the mix and the numbers go even higher. I believe for instance that 1 in 4 bipolar or manic depressives kill themselves if left unmedicated. 1 in 4! The sheer weight of the mental and emotional pressure you are under coupled with a deep self hatred and shame is pretty much enough to put anyone over. Trying to remember that there are people who love you often comes as little consolation. It just becomes very difficult to see the light at the end of the tunnel is all. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 edited by Esau Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
paisley Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 It just becomes very difficult to see the light at the end of the tunnel is all. sometimes you just have to keep going knowing that the light is there, though you can't see it cause there's a bend in the tunnelknowing you have an illness helps, when you find yourself getting out of hand you have to try to step back and let the storm pass... hiking, camping, writing, making art, playing music can help at bad times... or a nero run (kidding about that last one, they're great fun but not when you're at the end of your rope) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
guigsy Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 hey paisley, i dont think you're too far off on the last one... music can definitely help and heal and maybe even save. i think some bands have that gift. i mean, i can think of low periods in my life where all i had was the music and words of someone else to take me to a spot and almost serve as therapy... i can even give an example that is directly related to the band you mentioned (even though as i read what you wrote i immediately thought of Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot and how it got me through this period of my life, but...): in terms of my own personal feelings and things i was dealing with at the time, you know bad sh!t piling up higher and higher to the point of almost being overwhelming, being depressed out of your mind and trying everything you can not to show it or overcome it... well, i went through that for about a 6 week period on the left coast, and one of the most memorable nights i had, took my mind off things, allowed me to unwind and not really consider all of that sh!t, was a nero show on granville island. its one of the few truly positive things i brought back with me... i've since turned all the negatives into positives, but at the time, you dont see it that way. so back to this song writing business.... umm... i got nothin at the moment... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
hamilton Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 Wow - this song sure lost its rhyme scheme and meter pretty quickly. Very avant-garde. Interesting! Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcO Posted October 8, 2004 Author Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 I guess the future FM classic "Tears Of The Phillistine" by The Sanctuary will have to wait for another day...... coulda been good, but the concept withers in the light being shone on some very serious matters here. Carry on. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
paisley Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 hey paisley, i dont think you're too far off on the last one... music can definitely help and heal and maybe even save. i think some bands have that gift. i mean, i can think of low periods in my life where all i had was the music and words of someone else to take me to a spot and almost serve as therapy... i can even give an example that is directly related to the band you mentioned (even though as i read what you wrote i immediately thought of Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot and how it got me through this period of my life, but...): in terms of my own personal feelings and things i was dealing with at the time, you know bad sh!t piling up higher and higher to the point of almost being overwhelming, being depressed out of your mind and trying everything you can not to show it or overcome it... well, i went through that for about a 6 week period on the left coast, and one of the most memorable nights i had, took my mind off things, allowed me to unwind and not really consider all of that sh!t, was a nero show on granville island. its one of the few truly positive things i brought back with me... i've since turned all the negatives into positives, but at the time, you dont see it that way. true enough, I have the music and friendly dancing forms surrounding me to thank for pulling me back from the brink a few years ago... sometimes you just need to let it go and forget yourself... alright, its back in :: Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Esau Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 Cool thing about individuals eh? Everyone does it in their own way and own time. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
paisley Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 definately, people can relate their own experiences to someone who seems to be in the same boat but ultimately its a different path for everyone... though not always radically different... what makes the world worth living in Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Booche Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 Song written MarcO, sung to the tune of Let The Sunshine In (from the Flintstones) [kimock voice-over] Shuuuuut the fuuuuuck up[/kimock voice-over] MarcO told me something A little head should know Its all about this Zero And some learned to hate him so He said he causes trouble When you let him in the Skank He will never ever leave you If your bag is full of dank So let the sunshine in face it with a grin Smilers never lose And frowners never win So let the sun shine in Face it with a grin Open up your heart and let the sun shine in When you are unhappy Dr hux wears a grin but oh he starts to running When Phil Lesh comes pouring in I know he'll be unhappy cause i'll never turn it down if we just keep on playing he wont want to hang around So let Paisley come on in face him with a grin Esau never loses And Basher never wins So let Hamilton come in punch him in the chin Open up your lungs and let the dope seap in If Bouche forgets to update Everyone screams bloo-dy But you know he feels just awful seeing Guigsy on his knees So if your full of trouble and you never seem to win open up your heart and let the sunshine in Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcO Posted October 8, 2004 Author Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 I think I need a drink...... Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
paisley Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 heading back for the brink Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Super Freak Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 I don't need nothin', 'cept this kitchen sink. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcO Posted October 8, 2004 Author Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 So excuse me while I reach down and grab my....... ...oh, nevermind. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
zero Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 This sh!t is rinky dink. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
paisley Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 washed my dirty laundry hangin my clothes on the line Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Lurker Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 washed my dirty laundry hangin my clothes on the line now they reek of detergent but it strenghtens my spine Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
guigsy Posted October 8, 2004 Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 for my eyes are getting weary i'll take that as a sign Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
MarcO Posted October 8, 2004 Author Report Share Posted October 8, 2004 I washed out the stains of the Tears Of The Phillistine. (pretty nifty, eh?!?) Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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