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Can't hear your daddy's warning cry
You're going back to be all the things you want to be
While in sweet dreams you softly sigh
You hear my voice is calling
To be mine again
Live the rest of your life in a day
Get out and get what you can
While your mummy's at home a-sleeping
No time to understand
'Cause they lost what they thought they were keeping
No one can see us in your sweet dream
Don't hear you leave to start the car
All wrapped up tightly in the coat you borrowed from me,
Your place of resting is not far
You hear my voice is calling
To be mine again
Live the rest of your life in a day
Get out and get what you can
While your mummy's at home a-sleeping
No time to understand
'Cause they lost what they thought they were keeping
Get out and get what you can
While your mummy's at home a-sleeping
No time to understand
'Cause they lost what they thought they were keeping
You poor thing!
SquiddlyDiddly wrote:
Indeed.
Don't tell that to Richard Simmons.
I just think it sucks.
Yes, you did have to be there - pity you missed it. Thanks Bill.
6:23 am Jethro Tull - Sweet Dream
6:20 am The Electric Prunes I Had Too Much To Dream (Last Night)
6:16 am Muse Map of the Problematique
Its a parody of itself when heard now.
I just think it sucks.
Its a parody of itself when heard now.
I suppose that music is one of the fine arts that are not subjective due to recognition through the years, and people's capacity to rejoice on it no matter age, gender or origin.
Indeed.
What a GREAT comment! I happen to like this song (not one of their better ones), but you just made me laugh out loud. Thank you for that.
Its a parody of itself when heard now.
Two approx.40 year old songs in a row. I lived through it and still don't want to hear it.
I saw him here with Martin Barre and three other guys two years ago. At the Arts Centre, small venue. It was a great night of music.
Its a parody of itself when heard now.
I'm not sure. I remember that he had a big pad in the South of the Isle of Skye, near the road to Elgol, because I remember taking a postbus to Elgol from Broadford with Simon the postie from Essex and he mentioned Ian Anderson as a famous though reclusive resident. This was over a decade ago, though, so I don't know if he's still there.
It's always amazed me that JT were considered a supergroup in the same class as ELP and Yes. Innovative sure, but you'd not think that such an 'awkward' sound would shift millions of LPs, but it did
NP. It seems the Boomer generation has a higher proportion of dumb ideas than previous generations. I think some of this is due to the sin of hubris. We have a tendency to think our ideas are JUST ABSOLUTLY FABULOUS just because they happen to be rattling around in our skulls. It is characterized by a belief that a valid test of truth is the random firing of our personal neurons instead of a skeptical application of objective analysis of external phenomena. There doesn't seem to be enough of the intellectual distrust of one's own thoughts, amongst us Boomers, necessary to have a reasoned understanding of reality.
Very astute assessment there. I guess one place where we disagree is - to me - a song like this exemplifies the hubris you mention. I find this tune painfully dated and self-aggrandizing. To each his own I guess.
You can always listen to your Foo Fighters and Nickleback dreck.
YES!
AND NICE TO HEAR "OFF BEATEN PATH" TUNES
YES!
No and Yes.
How 'bout some "Mother Goose", Bill? :)
Well, you seem to have turned out pretty level-headed. Maybe it's living in Manhattan, I dunno.
Anyway, I apolgize for any comments that make it seem like all Boomers hold such dumb ideas. Of course, that's not so. But the ones who do really need their brains vacuumed out and replaced with something that actually sees reality.
NP. It seems the Boomer generation has a higher proportion of dumb ideas than previous generations. I think some of this is due to the sin of hubris. We have a tendency to think our ideas are JUST ABSOLUTLY FABULOUS just because they happen to be rattling around in our skulls. It is characterized by a belief that a valid test of truth is the random firing of our personal neurons instead of a skeptical application of objective analysis of external phenomena. There doesn't seem to be enough of the intellectual distrust of one's own thoughts, amongst us Boomers, necessary to have a reasoned understanding of reality.
Yeah, I know, I know.
Case in point: When Reagan and Gorby signed the INF Treaty there were "anti-this and that" hippie activists running around my neighborhood breaking their arms patting themselves on the back about how this achievement was somehow all their doing. These were some of the same folks that not that much earlier that year were out on Broadway "activisting" for unilateral disarmament as viable strategy to getting the Soviets to give up their nukes. It still makes me chuckle.
Well, you seem to have turned out pretty level-headed. Maybe it's living in Manhattan, I dunno.
Anyway, I apolgize for any comments that make it seem like all Boomers hold such dumb ideas. Of course, that's not so. But the ones who do really need their brains vacuumed out and replaced with something that actually sees reality.
I don't take anything I post here especially seriously, actually — it's all just recreational typing. But when some aging hippie starts dithering about how his Great Generation was responsible for Nixon's resignation — I mean, come on.
Yeah, I know, I know.
Case in point: When Reagan and Gorby signed the INF Treaty there were "anti-this and that" hippie activists running around my neighborhood breaking their arms patting themselves on the back about how this achievement was somehow all their doing. These were some of the same folks that not that much earlier that year were out on Broadway "activisting" for unilateral disarmament as viable strategy to getting the Soviets to give up their nukes. It still makes me chuckle.
Oh dude, you ruined it. Now who is taking themselves WAY too seriously.
I don't take anything I post here especially seriously, actually — it's all just recreational typing. But when some aging hippie starts dithering about how his Great Generation was responsible for Nixon's resignation — I mean, come on.
Your taking to the streets didn't stop the war, sweets — it was the Tet Offensive and the Viet Cong that did that, and they didn't need a bunch of pampered middle-class radical-wannabes marching through the streets in tie-dyed shirts to do it. And do you seriously contend that Nixon fell because the hippies didn't like him? You've got to be kidding. You might want to read the history books again — this time try doing it when you're not stoned.
I don't know why I continue to be so stunned by the the Baby Boomer's wildly-inflated self-regard and sheer obnoxiousness, but it never ceases to amaze me. Just never does. When you guys start taking credit for your real legacy — the greed and arrogance that got this county into the mess it is right now as you did whatever you had to do to keep on buying your McMansions and SUVs — then we can talk.
Oh, and you guys did a great job with the Iraq War there, too, dude. Nice work on that one. Thanks very much for that, too.
Oh dude, you ruined it. Now who is taking themselves WAY too seriously.
The only difference is that Tull fans are trying desperately to relive their Boomer glory days, when they could sustain the illusion that their generation actually mattered,
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Wow, yeah. Like when we actually took to the streets to stop a war, and kicked our lame-ass Nixon to the curb. Good times. How's your record there, Ace?
Your taking to the streets didn't stop the war, sweets — it was the Tet Offensive and the Viet Cong that did that, and they didn't need a bunch of pampered middle-class radical-wannabes marching through the streets in tie-dyed shirts to do it. And do you seriously contend that Nixon fell because the hippies didn't like him? You've got to be kidding. You might want to read the history books again — this time try doing it when you're not stoned.
I don't know why I continue to be so stunned by the the Baby Boomer's wildly-inflated self-regard and sheer obnoxiousness, but it never ceases to amaze me. Just never does. When you guys start taking credit for your real legacy — the greed and arrogance that got this county into the mess it is right now as you did whatever you had to do to keep on buying your McMansions and SUVs — then we can talk.
Oh, and you guys did a great job with the Iraq War there, too, dude. Nice work on that one. Thanks very much for that, too.
The only difference is that Tull fans are trying desperately to relive their Boomer glory days, when they could sustain the illusion that their generation actually mattered,
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Wow, yeah. Like when we actually took to the streets to stop a war, and kicked our lame-ass Nixon to the curb. Good times. How's your record there, Ace?
...relive their Boomer glory days, when they could sustain the illusion that their generation actually mattered...
LOL!!! Oh dude, that is rich and right on the mark. I don't know if you are one of us or not but what a great observation.
Yes we boomers have a tendency to take ourselves WAY too seriously.
Still a great tune IMHO, and that is a holy truth because I think it.
These guys were a wild, freaky collection of oddballs who managed to keep rock'n'roll both fun ("Sweet Dream", "Bungle In The Jungle") and profound ("Aqualung", "A Christmas Song") while icons like Joplin and Morrison and Hendrix were busy dying. They helped to immunize us against the dark days of Disco, which soon followed. They were frequent visitors to the Northwest, because they knew they were appreciated there. Of course, that was long ago, before we learned it was cool to dismiss talent far exceeding our own with brilliant comments like "Ewwww" and "Yuck"!
Certain Jethro Tull fans on RP are second only to Rush fans in their kneejerk reactions to negative comments — with both groups of fans, your breath is taken away by the alacrity with which they run to post personal insults toward those who would dare to blaspheme against their idols. The only difference is that Tull fans are trying desperately to relive their Boomer glory days, when they could sustain the illusion that their generation actually mattered, and Rush fans have somehow latched onto the notion that Rush actually had something to say. Both reactions are pretty sad. I mean, really, what do you say to someone who believes that "Aqualung" is profound? Sort of a lost cause, I'd say.
And you know, I'm not a musician, and I'm not recording albums and giving concerts. So your little "Oh, snap!" at the end doesn't really speak to, well, anything, really.
These guys were a wild, freaky collection of oddballs who managed to keep rock'n'roll both fun ("Sweet Dream", "Bungle In The Jungle") and profound ("Aqualung", "A Christmas Song") while icons like Joplin and Morrison and Hendrix were busy dying. They helped to immunize us against the dark days of Disco, which soon followed. They were frequent visitors to the Northwest, because they knew they were appreciated there. Of course, that was long ago, before we learned it was cool to dismiss talent far exceeding our own with brilliant comments like "Ewwww" and "Yuck"!
I always enjoy the effort they put into their music.
No need. If you're going to keep playing Tull, just shoot us now.
No can do, it's self-service 'round here.
More Tull please........
No need. If you're going to keep playing Tull, just shoot us now.
But to say someone is the worst comes off as hyperbole. To say someone is second worst implies you've given it considerable thought.
The line is a homage to Mel Brooks who wrote for Get Smart. On seeing a three-story high Native American arrow, Max notes, 'That's the second biggest arrow I've ever seen.'
It's a running gag in our house.
westslope wrote:
Ummm....that would be Jethro Tull. And this is my shortest RP listening session in history. See ya!
I've been a Tull fan for nearly fifty years, but this made me wince and turn it down. Dated and overly dramatic.
What kind of fan are you? Nice deep cut, Bill.