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Post by Nonfatman on Apr 26, 2010 0:09:52 GMT -5
Ever wish a Tull song were longer? Ever feel like adding a stanza or two of additional lyrics to a song like Nursie or Slipstream? Or maybe you had an idea for expanding the lyrics to a lengthy Tull song? Cheap Day Return and A Time for Everything are other examples of songs that could be longer, even though they are both perfect in their brevity....they say so much in so few words. There are others too. Two Short Planks is a song (which I really like a lot) that I always wish had another verse or two. So here is your chance at playing Ian for a day! Take any Tull or IA song whether it is short or long, and try to add another verse of lyrics that fit within the song, and that are kind of good enough almost to have been written by Ian. I have tried this a number of times, only to realize how difficult it is to write lyrics that don't suck, even when the idea of the song has already been created for you, and all you have to do is expand on it. So imagine how hard it is to write the song from scratch! I have, however, worked out several additional verses to Strange Avenues, another one of those songs that is really perfect the way it is -- you wouldn't really want to alter it in any way -- but at the same time always leaves you wanting more. So, at the risk of utterly embarassing myself  , I will share my expanded version of Strange Avenues on the board.....tomorrow. And, hopefully, that will give others the courage to try their hand at "co-writing" a Tull song "with" Ian! Jeff |
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Post by Mothfairy on Apr 26, 2010 9:42:42 GMT -5
Haha, Supplementull, you're hysterical!!
Hmmm, I cannot think, but I'll let you know if I remember anything. A lot of times, the opposite has happened. I feel like the song had me, and then some line or some notes made my ears bleed a little and I was thinking how it would've been perfect without that part. That doesn't happen to me often and maybe that's why, for right now, I can't think of what songs would make me do that. But there are just a few.
I agree about Time for Everything....nice song but leaves you wanting more...
This reminds me of something funny....a few years back, I was hanging out with Tim, who was active on the other Tullboard and he was talking about someone that had annoyed him that said he rewrote A Passion Play. Then maybe months later, my husband joined the old Tullboard and said all kinds of absurd Tullish things like, "I really like Jethro Tull, he's a great musician" and "Aqualung is the best song ever" and then he said that he rewrote APP. I ended up telling almost everyone is was my husband, but it was pretty funny! Or I could just be easily amused.....
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Post by TM on Apr 26, 2010 20:42:35 GMT -5
Haha, Supplementull, you're hysterical!! Hmmm, I cannot think, but I'll let you know if I remember anything. A lot of times, the opposite has happened. I feel like the song had me, and then some line or some notes made my ears bleed a little and I was thinking how it would've been perfect without that part.  |
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Post by Dan on Apr 26, 2010 22:13:23 GMT -5
Ever wish a Tull song were longer? Ever feel like adding a stanza or two of additional lyrics to a song like Nursie or Slipstream? Or maybe you had an idea for expanding the lyrics to a lengthy Tull song? Cheap Day Return and A Time for Everything are other examples of songs that could be longer, even though they are both perfect in their brevity....they say so much in so few words. There are others too. Two Short Planks is a song (which I really like a lot) that I always wish had another verse or two. So here is your chance at playing Ian for a day! Take any Tull or IA song whether it is short or long, and try to add another verse of lyrics that fit within the song, and that are kind of good enough almost to have been written by Ian. I have tried this a number of times, only to realize how difficult it is to write lyrics that don't suck, even when the idea of the song has already been created for you, and all you have to do is expand on it. So imagine how hard it is to write the song from scratch! I have, however, worked out several additional verses to Strange Avenues, another one of those songs that is really perfect the way it is -- you wouldn't really want to alter it in any way -- but at the same time always leaves you wanting more. So, at the risk of utterly embarassing myself , I will share my expanded version of Strange Avenues on the board.....tomorrow. And, hopefully, that will give others the courage to try their hand at "co-writing" a Tull song "with" Ian! Jeff I'll beat you to the punch and set myself up for early ridicule. I learned early to get things out of the way that you are uncomfortable with. I am not a songwriter, poet or author and have a hard time putting groups of thoughts together in orchestral coherence, evident by the brevity of most of my posts. I'll try to play your game and tried to sneak in something mythical or regionally relevant, with a hint of sexual innuendo and maybe some humor that finds the way into many Tull songs with a brief explanation at the end. Dangerous thread, as everything will pale in comparison, and feel like I'm crayon-walking on the Mona Lisa! Picking a personal short favorite here, Salamander, with the first (and only verse being by Ian Anderson.) Remember it has to be sung in Ian style. Salamander, born in the sun-kissed flame. Who was it lit your candle branded you with your name? I see you walking by my window in your Kensington haze. Salamander, burn Salamander, burn Salamander, burn for me and I'll burn...for you. Salamander, Similar to a few. Like a Chimera* sighting, no good can come from you. Squinting through the shadows. Were you even here? Salamander, yearn Salamander, yearn Salamander, you don't yearn for me but I yearn...for you. Salamander, Nothing seems as it should. Think your the one who taut my trousers, to be bad and be good. Try to find me in the shadows. With all your newty friends. Salamander, learn Salamander, learn Salamander, learn from me and I'll learn ...from you. * Chimera- In Greek mythology, the Chimera was a monstrous fire-breathing creature composed of the parts of multiple animals: upon the body of a lioness with a tail that terminated in a snake's head, the head of a goat arose on her back at the center of her spine. Sighting the Chimera was an omen of storms, shipwrecks, and natural disasters (particularly volcanoes). I'll interpret verse two as Ray Lomas acquaintance with Salamander as foreshadowing with the bike wreck on the A1 at Scotch Corner and the realization that nothing good is going to come from this brief relationship. Verse three with a little play on words with taut and taught and reaching a mutual level of debauchery. Okay, not very good , but now I can try to focus on Lyric Quiz #10. Danderson |
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Post by Dan on Apr 26, 2010 22:24:25 GMT -5
Haha, Supplementull, you're hysterical!! Hmmm, I cannot think, but I'll let you know if I remember anything. A lot of times, the opposite has happened. I feel like the song had me, and then some line or some notes made my ears bleed a little and I was thinking how it would've been perfect without that part. The quickest that comes to mind is from one of Holly's Faves, She Said She Was A Dancer, and the line: "I'm your Pepsi Cola but you won't take me out of the can". And obscurity, It All Trickles Down: "Little mac in your burger trade." Dan |
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Post by Nonfatman on Apr 27, 2010 0:09:14 GMT -5
That was beautiful work, "Danderson," Salamander was a great selection, and very bold of you to lead off like that!  I love the allusion to Greek mythology and the "taut my trousers" line, reminiscent of the"tight against the seam" line from Velvet Green, and then "you can find me in the shadows, with your newty friends." Very funny, and in keeping with the Tull legacy of bawdy humor! I was having second thoughts about this, but now I guess I'm obligated, so here goes. Mine is totally devoid of humor, unfortunately, since my selection was Strange Avenues. I thought Ian had a brilliant idea in reprising the Aqualung character, only I kind of wish he went further with it. So my idea was to flesh it out a little more and add a political twist concerning the issue of welfare and public assistance. I have interspersed my additions, in italics, with the original lyrics: -------------- Strange Avenues, where you lose/ all sense of direction/ and everywhere is Main Street/ in the winter sun/ the wino sleeps...cold coat/ lined with the money section/ looking like a record cover/ from 1971 Lying there, no one cares/
he feels his stomach growling/
hasn't had a decent dinner/
in a week or three/
Freezing rain, his leg in pain/
the icy winds are howling/
he needs shelter, food and clothing/
all for free Got to get you off of your rock island/
Got to get you out of there today/
but like everything it always comes down
to this question/should it be the government/
who will pay?And here am I - warm feet/ and a limo waiting/ Shall I make us both feel good? And would a dollar do? But in your streets/ I have no credit rating/ and it might not take a lot/ to be alone/ just like you {I need to add another new stanza here to follow the pattern} Heading up and out now, from your rock island/ Really good to have had you here with me/ And somewhere in the crowd I think I hear a young girl whisper "are you ever lonely, just like me?" -------------- Okay, Dan, so let's get cracking on the new Tull album!  Yeah, right..... Sternian  P.S. By the way, it is Lyric Quiz #20 that is the last one unanswered, not #10. And I think it's one of the easier ones, so have a stab at it so we can move on to Lyric Quizzes #21-25, which I've got cooking up already. |
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Post by TM on Apr 27, 2010 8:30:36 GMT -5
Ever wish a Tull song were longer? Ever feel like adding a stanza or two of additional lyrics to a song like Nursie or Slipstream? Or maybe you had an idea for expanding the lyrics to a lengthy Tull song? Cheap Day Return and A Time for Everything are other examples of songs that could be longer, even though they are both perfect in their brevity....they say so much in so few words. There are others too. Two Short Planks is a song (which I really like a lot) that I always wish had another verse or two. So here is your chance at playing Ian for a day! Take any Tull or IA song whether it is short or long, and try to add another verse of lyrics that fit within the song, and that are kind of good enough almost to have been written by Ian. I have tried this a number of times, only to realize how difficult it is to write lyrics that don't suck, even when the idea of the song has already been created for you, and all you have to do is expand on it. So imagine how hard it is to write the song from scratch! I have, however, worked out several additional verses to Strange Avenues, another one of those songs that is really perfect the way it is -- you wouldn't really want to alter it in any way -- but at the same time always leaves you wanting more. So, at the risk of utterly embarassing myself , I will share my expanded version of Strange Avenues on the board.....tomorrow. And, hopefully, that will give others the courage to try their hand at "co-writing" a Tull song "with" Ian! Jeff I'll beat you to the punch and set myself up for early ridicule. I learned early to get things out of the way that you are uncomfortable with. I am not a songwriter, poet or author and have a hard time putting groups of thoughts together in orchestral coherence, evident by the brevity of most of my posts. I'll try to play your game and tried to sneak in something mythical or regionally relevant, with a hint of sexual innuendo and maybe some humor that finds the way into many Tull songs with a brief explanation at the end. Dangerous thread, as everything will pale in comparison, and feel like I'm crayon-walking on the Mona Lisa! Picking a personal short favorite here, Salamander, with the first (and only verse being by Ian Anderson.) Remember it has to be sung in Ian style. Salamander, born in the sun-kissed flame. Who was it lit your candle branded you with your name? I see you walking by my window in your Kensington haze. Salamander, burn Salamander, burn Salamander, burn for me and I'll burn...for you. Salamander, Similar to a few. Like a Chimera* sighting, no good can come from you. Squinting through the shadows. Were you even here? Salamander, yearn Salamander, yearn Salamander, you don't yearn for me but I yearn...for you. Salamander, Nothing seems as it should. Think your the one who taut my trousers, to be bad and be good. Try to find me in the shadows. With all your newty friends. Salamander, learn Salamander, learn Salamander, learn from me and I'll learn ...from you. * Chimera- In Greek mythology, the Chimera was a monstrous fire-breathing creature composed of the parts of multiple animals: upon the body of a lioness with a tail that terminated in a snake's head, the head of a goat arose on her back at the center of her spine. Sighting the Chimera was an omen of storms, shipwrecks, and natural disasters (particularly volcanoes). I'll interpret verse two as Ray Lomas acquaintance with Salamander as foreshadowing with the bike wreck on the A1 at Scotch Corner and the realization that nothing good is going to come from this brief relationship. Verse three with a little play on words with taut and taught and reaching a mutual level of debauchery. Okay, not very good , but now I can try to focus on Lyric Quiz #10. Danderson Nice Danno.  I like how you changed up the choruses just slightly in true Anderson fashion. |
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Post by TM on Apr 27, 2010 8:35:27 GMT -5
That was beautiful work, "Danderson," Salamander was a great selection, and very bold of you to lead off like that! I love the allusion to Greek mythology and the "taut my trousers" line, reminiscent of the"tight against the seam" line from Velvet Green, and then "you can find me in the shadows, with your newty friends." Very funny, and in keeping with the Tull legacy of bawdy humor! I was having second thoughts about this, but now I guess I'm obligated, so here goes. Mine is totally devoid of humor, unfortunately, since my selection was Strange Avenues. I thought Ian had a brilliant idea in reprising the Aqualung character, only I kind of wish he went further with it. So my idea was to flesh it out a little more and add a political twist concerning the issue of welfare and public assistance. I have interspersed my additions, in italics, with the original lyrics: -------------- Strange Avenues, where you lose/ all sense of direction/ and everywhere is Main Street/ in the winter sun/ the wino sleeps...cold coat/ lined with the money section/ looking like a record cover/ from 1971 Lying there, no one cares/
he feels his stomach growling/
hasn't had a decent dinner/
in a week or three/
Freezing rain, his leg in pain/
the icy winds are howling/
he needs shelter, food and clothing/
all for free Got to get you off of your rock island/
Got to get you out of there today/
but like everything it always comes down
to this question/should it be the government/
who will pay?And here am I - warm feet/ and a limo waiting/ Shall I make us both feel good? And would a dollar do? But in your streets/ I have no credit rating/ and it might not take a lot/ to be alone/ just like you {I need to add another new stanza here to follow the pattern} Heading up and out now, from your rock island/ Really good to have had you here with me/ And somewhere in the crowd I think I hear a young girl whisper "are you ever lonely, just like me?" -------------- Okay, Dan, so let's get cracking on the new Tull album! Yeah, right..... Sternian P.S. By the way, it is Lyric Quiz #20 that is the last one unanswered, not #10. And I think it's one of the easier ones, so have a stab at it so we can move on to Lyric Quizzes #21-25, which I've got cooking up already. Nice work as well Sternian! Interesting how you expanded on the theme like that. Good stuff boys. |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 27, 2010 10:17:06 GMT -5
Nice one Gentlemen
It'll be nice if one of our guitar playing members thought them worthy enough of taking up the challenge of adding these to Mr A's music and sharing them.
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Post by Nonfatman on Apr 27, 2010 11:36:16 GMT -5
Thanks, TM & Quizz, I'd like to see other folks try their hand at this type of thing. We could have some fun with this thread I think!
Jeff
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Post by falstaff on Apr 27, 2010 16:21:02 GMT -5
Outstanding, interesting topic! I'll get back with everyone and give it a shot.
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Post by Nonfatman on Apr 28, 2010 9:58:34 GMT -5
Outstanding, interesting topic! I'll get back with everyone and give it a shot. Can't wait to see whay you come up with, Jason! BTW, that's a great avatar you put up here...I love it! Jeff |
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Post by Nonfatman on Apr 28, 2010 10:04:05 GMT -5
Haha, Supplementull, you're hysterical!! Hmmm, I cannot think, but I'll let you know if I remember anything. A lot of times, the opposite has happened. I feel like the song had me, and then some line or some notes made my ears bleed a little and I was thinking how it would've been perfect without that part. That doesn't happen to me often and maybe that's why, for right now, I can't think of what songs would make me do that. But there are just a few. I agree about Time for Everything....nice song but leaves you wanting more... Just think, Holly, now is your chance to re-write some of the lyrics that you don't like so much. Then I can call you Holl-ian, or better yet, Mothfairian! Oh, and by the way, you are now assigned to beef up 'A Time for Everything.' ;D Jeff |
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Post by JinxCat on Apr 28, 2010 15:09:28 GMT -5
We all know the line that's just sooo wrong. Why oh why couldn't it have been: "She's a warm heart at Christmas" ? Doubtful that's happening, so I'll just get rid of it altogether! Bad-Eyed And Loveless (Slight Edit)As for augmenting anything else? Imma thinking about it... |
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Post by TM on May 4, 2010 17:12:00 GMT -5
We all know the line that's just sooo wrong. Why oh why couldn't it have been: "She's a warm heart at Christmas" ? Doubtful that's happening, so I'll just get rid of it altogether! Bad-Eyed And Loveless (Slight Edit)As for augmenting anything else? Imma thinking about it... Nice work Zephyr! You have to teach me how to post an MP3 - please!  |
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Post by JinxCat on May 4, 2010 20:11:29 GMT -5
Nice work Zephyr! You have to teach me how to post an MP3 - please! Tyty! 'Twas only a quick n dirty edit though, totally easy... (That I've had sitting around since like, oh, last summer I think?) As for the latter, I'll send you info on how I do it. Maybe then we can force the board to let us use it! |
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Post by pamelasews on May 14, 2010 10:01:16 GMT -5
Here is a bit I started back in 2004 ...
Well it's the first snow in Kansas, there's three pairs of whisker twitching ...
What the hell's this white stuff, what's it doing in our yard
TBC
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Post by Nonfatman on May 14, 2010 10:30:46 GMT -5
Here is a bit I started back in 2004 ... Well it's the first snow in Kansas, there's three pairs of whisker twitching ... What the hell's this white stuff, what's it doing in our yard TBC I like it, Pam! After all, snow is a bit more uncommon in Kansas, I think, than in Brooklyn. Look forward to the continuation! Jeff |
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Post by Nonfatman on Oct 14, 2012 9:05:50 GMT -5
If ever there were a song that cries out for an additional verse or two, it's Give Til it Hurts. So let's all summon our "inner Ians" and try to expand on this song! It won't be easy, because every time I try to do this, I realize how hard it is to write good lyrics.  Still it's worth a shot. Here are the lyrics as is: Let us pray: Dear Beloved Father:
We know it's tough to make ends meet through troubled times
as economic woes grow, bad to worse.
But call out to our family of treasured followers
to make a pledge today, give till it hurts.
Our coffers almost empty, but our flock stands faithful by
as we set out to shave the needy and bereft.
Together we can fleece our willing congregation
and I can live on any small change that's left.
So, give till it hurts. Give till it hurts. Make a pledge and give till it hurts.Okay, now so let's go. Best additional stanza wins....well, something, I guess.  Jeff |
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Post by Tullabye on Oct 14, 2012 13:16:21 GMT -5
ignore the disbelievers and the nay-sayers,
they will need salvation in the end,
keep on scraping and always remeber your prayers,
if you've got no money someone will lend!
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Post by Nonfatman on Oct 14, 2012 15:00:40 GMT -5
ignore the disbelievers and the nay-sayers, they will need salvation in the end, keep on scraping and always remeber your prayers, if you've got no money someone will lend! Well done, Tom! I'm having trouble coming up with anything at all so far. It's very hard to write lyrics that don't suck. Jeff |
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Post by Tullabye on Oct 14, 2012 17:41:45 GMT -5
Break your piggy and hawk all of your clothes
don't ya dare think and go on the cheap
call your mom, your sisters and your bros
empty their wallets and have them take the leap
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Post by Tullabye on Oct 14, 2012 17:55:56 GMT -5
squeeze every dime, nickel and red cent
look all over, underneath the sheets
forget the bills the market and the rent
listen to no one march to your own foolish beats
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Post by Nonfatman on Oct 14, 2012 18:19:15 GMT -5
Okay, here's my expanded version, taking into consideration that the Reverend Gerald is apparently the pastor of an American evangelical church, judging by Ian's feigned "American" accident in the radio message outro at the end:
Let us pray: Dear Beloved Father:
We know it's tough to make ends meet through troubled times/
as economic woes grow, bad to worse/
But call out to our family of treasured followers/
to make a pledge today, give till it hurts.
Our coffers almost empty, but our flock stands faithful by/
as we set out to shave the needy and bereft/
Together we can fleece our willing congregation/
and I can live on any small change that's left.
So, give till it hurts. Give till it hurts. Make a pledge and give till it hurts.
Reverend Gerald of this hallowed institution/
needs money every day to "run the church"/
So make a very generous donation/
Send your money in, give till it hurts.
Obama's still the president, unemployment is running high/
and the outlook for the country is rather grim/
together, we can try to fleece our congregation/
but the odds of raising money are very slim.
So, give till it hurts, ye-e-ah, give till it hurts/
make a pledge today, give till it hurts.
You've got to admit, the song definitely needed some beefing up!
Jeff
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Post by Nonfatman on Oct 14, 2012 18:30:46 GMT -5
squeeze every dime, nickel and red cent look all over, underneath the sheets forget the bills the market and the rent listen to no one march to your own foolish beats Great work, Tom, all of your stanzas have good rhyme and the same meter as the song. Jeff |
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, I will share my expanded version of Strange Avenues on the board.....tomorrow. 
Still it's worth a shot.
