Tag: David Bazan

Lyrics of the Month: March 2015

Bands with managers are going places.
Bands with messy hair and smooth white faces.
But you don’t believe when I say that it won’t be alright.
Vans with 15 passengers are rolling over.
But I trust T. William Walsh and I’m not afraid to die.
But you don’t believe when I say that it won’t be alright.
That it won’t be alright.
Cause it won’t be alright.

David Bazan, Achilles Heel, Bands With Managers

Albums of the Year: 2011

Twelve point two (12.2) days of music. Five-thousand-three-hundred and seven (5307) songs.

I have purposefully gone through my entire iTunes library and played every song that it holds at least once, since October 2010 when I reset the play count entirely. I only got serious into the project around October 2011 and only realized how painful the process would be by November 2011. There are some albums that are worth no more than thirty seconds of play time, an embarrassed chuckle and a shake of the head, however I cannot bring myself to delete them. These are the albums that I have been struggling through since October 2011. Albums that somehow meant something but have become sad reminders of how musical trends die horribly like the physical formats on which they are released. Some albums I would rather delete than listen to once in a year, however in the spirit of variation and character building, I work my way through them all.

The albums below were those released this past calendar year that mattered most to me. This is an open forum. Please share your own.

Greg MacPherson – Disintegration Blues

Black Joe Lewis and the Honeybears – Scandalous

David Bazan – Strange Negotiations

Northcote – Gather No Dust

Hayes Carll – KMAG YOYO

Foo Fighters – Wasting Light

Steve Earle – I’ll Never Get Out Of This World Alive

Foxwarren – Has Been Defeated

The Mag Seven – Black Feathers

Sick of it All – Based on a True Story

Touche Amore – Parting the Sea Between Brightness and Me




Lyric of the Month: August 2011

People, David Bazan, Strange Negotiations.

when i was young
i saw people helping people
all the time
because you were
in your prime
i thought people-loving-people
were the norm
because you were people
loving people
before the long dark storm
but now you’re selfish and mean
your eyes glued to a screen
and what titillates you
is depraved and obscene
and i know that it’s dangerous to judge
but man you’ve gotta find the truth
and when you find that truth don’t budge
until the truth you found begins to change
and it does i know i know
when you love the truth enough
you start to tell all the time
when it gets you into trouble
you discover you don’t mind
cause if good is finally gonna trump
than man you’ve gotta take stock
and you’ve gotta take your lumps
or else they trickle down
into someone else’s cup below
you know
i wanna know who are these people
blaming their sins on the fall
who are these people
if i’m honest with myself at all
these are my people
man what else can i say
you are my people
and we’re the same in so many ways
then your eyes turned green
and you broke the machine
that when handed to you
was still kind of functioning
and i know…..