Wednesday, July 22, 2015

Episode 1 - "Round Here" by Counting Crows

Ta da! Our very first episode. Hopefully you will very much enjoy it.
Download Mp3

Here's a link to the album description on AllMusic and Wikipedia as well as a nifty article from NPR in Boston by someone who also bought this as their first CD.  Finally, the the original review by Rolling Stone.

If you're interested in what Adam is singing, behold his lyrics:

Step out the front door like a ghost
into the fog where no one notices
the contrast of white on white.
And in between the moon and you
the angels get a better view
of the crumbling difference between wrong and right.
I walk in the air between the rain
through myself and back again
Where? I don't know
Maria says she's dying
through the door I hear her crying
Why? I don't know

Round here we always stand up straight
Round here something radiates

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
she said she'd like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis
and she walks along the edge of where the ocean meets the land
just like she's walking on a wire in the circus
she parks her car outside of my house
and takes her clothes off
says she's close to understanding Jesus
and she knows she's more than just a little misunderstood
she has trouble acting normal when she's nervous

Round here we're carving out our names
Round here we all look the same
Round here we talk just like lions
But we sacrifice like lambs
Round here she's slipping through my hands

Sleeping children better run like the wind
out of the lightning dream
Mama's little baby better get herself in
out of the lightning

She says, "It's only in my head."
She says, "Shh I know it's only in my head."
But the girl on car in the parking lot
says, "Man you should try to take a shot.
can't you see my walls are crumbling?"
Then she looks up at the building
and says she's thinking of jumping
She says she's tired of life
she must be tired of something

Round here she's always on my mind
Round here hey man got lots of time
Round here we're never sent to bed early
And nobody makes us wait
Round here we stay up very, very, very, very late

I can't see nothin', nothin', round here.
You catch me if I'm falling.
You catch me if I'm falling.
You catch me cause I'm falling down on you
I said, "I'm under the gun..."
Round here.
Oh, man, I said, "I'm under the gun..."
Round here.
And I can't see nothin', nothin'.
Round here.

We don't actually do a ton of research before doing the show: this is new media where feelings rule over fact!

And here's the actual music video for "Round Here" again if you missed it in the preview post.  Don't see any small pool like Diana mentioned, but it's the metaphor that counts.

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