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Patrick:
http://www.cbc.ca/arts/music/story/2010/02/18/lightfoot-alive.html?ref=rss

Shit's even in the news y0

Scandanavian War Machine:
haha oh man!
I hadn't heard that he was dead so, reading the thread title, I just assumed that he had been dead for a while and that it was fairly common knowledge and that he had actually come back to life or something.

I still wouldn't have been THAT surprised; it's just been that kind of week.

Patrick:
Yeah the article says he heard the news while he was in the dentist's office and was like "Uhhhhh wut" and so he called the news people and told them he was still kickin'.

KvP:
All I have to say about G. Lightfoot is

If you could read my mind, love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie, bout a ghost from a wishing well
in a castle dark
or a fortress strong
with chains upon my feet
you know that ghost is me

I will never be set free
as long as I'm a ghost, that you can't see

If I could read your mind, love
What a tale your thoughts could tell
Just like a paperback novel, the kind the drugstore sells
when you reach the part when the heartache comes
the hero would be me
heroes often fail

You won't read that book again cuz the ending's just too hard to take

I walk away like a movie star, who gets burned in a three-way script
Enter number two
A movie queen, to play the scene of bringing all the good things out in me
but for now love let's B real

Never thought I could feel this way and I gots to say that I just don't get it
I don't know where we went wrong but the feelin's gone and I just can't get it back
and if you read between the lines you'd know that I'm just trying to understand
the feelings that murmble durmble

Never thought I could feel this way and I've got to say that I just don't get it
I don't know where we went wrong but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back

If you could read my mind, love
What a tale my thoughts could tell
Just like an old time movie, bout a ghost from a wishing well
in a castle dark
or a fortress strong
with chains upon my feet
the story always ends

Never thought I could feel this way and I've got to say that I just don't get it
I don't know where we went wrong but the feeling's gone and I just can't get it back

A Wet Helmet:
Here's about the sum total of my knowledge of Gordon Lightfoot*:

When I was in Elementary school, an artist named Gordon Something (I don't remember) came to our school and did some art for all the kids.   I went home and Mom asked me how my day was.  For some reason, when I told her this guy's name she thought I told her Gordon Lightfoot and she slapped me in the mouth for lying to her because everybody knew Gordon Lightfoot wasn't going to be playing a gig at my elementary school.

I was all like "But Ma, I didn't say Gordon Lightfoot, I said his name was Gordon Whatever-the-fuck-his-name-was"

And then my Mom was like... "Oh, I thought you said Gordon Lightfoot.   Sorry.  Don't ever tell lies about Gordon Lightfoot."  So I've kinda had a grudge against that dude ever since. 

Ah... the 70s.  When you had to beat a kid into a coma for it to maybe be child abuse.



*This is not entirely true, I know The Wreck of the Edmund Fitzgerald

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