Showing posts with label Talking Heads. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Talking Heads. Show all posts

Monday, April 10, 2023

The Poetry of Rock n' Roll: "The Great Curve" by Talking Heads

To observe National Poetry Month, I am posting song lyrics that also double as poetry.

In 1980, Talking Heads released their fourth album, a real game changer in lyrics and music, called "Remain In Light" that includes this amazing track, "The Great Curve." It evokes spiritual beliefs that are based in feminine principles of creation and existence. Lead singer and lyricist David Byrne took a loose, stream-of-consciousness approach to writing material for this album and his ability shines in this piece.

I don't include links to songs I post here in the Poetry of Rock and Roll series in order to focus solely on the lyrics, but do yourself a favor and find this track somehow: you will hear the frenetic, poly-rhythmic sound rooting the narrative firmly in Africa. It is mind boggling.
 
The Great Curve
by Talking Heads, lyrics by David Byrne

Sometimes the world has a load of questions
Seems like the world knows nothing at all
The world is near but it's out of reach
Some people touch it but they can't hold on

She is moving to describe the world
Night must fall, darker, darker
She has messages for everyone
Night must fall, darker, darker

She is moving by remote control
Night must fall, darker, darker
Hands that guide her are invisible
Night must fall, darker, darker

The world has a way of looking at people
Sometimes we feel that the world is wrong
She loves the world, and all the people in it
She shakes 'em up when she start to walk

She is only partly human being
Divine, define, so say so, so say so
She defines the possibilities
Divine, define, so say so, so say so
Holding on for an eternity
Divine, define, so say so, so say so
Gone, ending without finishing
Divine, define, so say so, so say so

The world moves on a woman's hips
The world moves and it swivels and bops
The world moves on a woman's hips
The world moves and it bounces and hops

A world of light, she's gonna open our eyes up
A world of light, she's gonna open our eyes up
She gonna open, move and open, move
A world of light she's gonna open our eyes up

She is moving to describe the world
Night must fall, darker, darker
She has messages for everyone
Night must fall, darker, darker
She is moving by remote control
Night must fall, darker, darker
Hands that move her are invisible
Night must fall, darker, darker
Divine, to define, so say so
Night must fall, darker, darker

A world of light, she's gonna open our eyes up
A world of light, she's gonna open our eyes up

A world of light she's gonna open our eyes up
Wanna define so say so, so say so
Divine, define, so say so, so say so
Night must fall, darker, darker
She has got to move the world to move the world to move
The world



https://talking-heads.nl/

Monday, April 12, 2021

The Poetry of Rock n' Roll: "Burning Down The House"

To observe National Poetry Month, once a week I am posting song lyrics from different genres that double as interesting poetry.

This post features a song from Talking Heads. "Burning Down The House" was originally a 1983 studio jam without words. After just filling in the rhythm with random syllables, lead singer/songwriter David Byrne says he turned to a list of "loads and loads of phrases collected that I thought thematically had something to do with one another," and the song was born. These phrases all have roots in platitudes and old sayings but used in this post-modern context, they take on a strange, new resonance. The fact that these worn out banalities are strung together in such a relentless way, gives this found-object song a sinister twist.

Burning Down The House
by Talking Heads (words by David Byrne)

Watch out, you might get what you're after
Cool babies, strange but not a stranger
I'm an ordinary guy
Burning down the house

Hold tight, wait 'til the party's over
Hold tight, we're in for nasty weather
There has got to be a way
Burning down the house
 
Here's your ticket, pack your bags
Time for jumping overboard
The transportation is here
Close enough but not too far
Baby, you know where you are
Fighting fire with fire
 
All wet! Here, you might need a raincoat
Shakedown, dreams walking in broad daylight
Three hundred sixty five degrees
Burning down the house

It was once upon a place, sometimes I listen to myself
Gonna come in first place
People on their way to work and baby what did you expect?
Gonna burst into flame
Burning down the house
 
My house is out of the ordinary
That's right, don't wanna hurt nobody
Some things sure can sweep me off my feet
Burning down the house
 
No visible means of support and you have not seen nothin' yet
Everything's stuck together
And I don't know what you expect staring into the TV set
Fighting fire with fire


https://talking-heads.nl/