Quite Enough
I know.
But I've already heard, thank you.
I know things aren't looking bright,
But today was a good day,
And I want to savor the moment.
I know you're worried.
The banks are dropping like flies.
But I don't need to hear yet again how it's "all America's fault".
It's not like Japan's hands are clean.
I know you're feeling stressed.
You dumped all that money into stock.
You thought it was a free path to fortune.
But when you gamble you sometimes lose.
Right now I just want to enjoy my dinner.
I know things may get even worse.
It could be the end of the world as we know it.
The great engines of commerce could seize up and stall.
One day we could wake up and find we've lost everything.
But it is not this day.
Right now I just don't care.
But at least I got another song out of it.
(More details on my Minstrel's Muse site.)
But I've already heard, thank you.
I know things aren't looking bright,
But today was a good day,
And I want to savor the moment.
I know you're worried.
The banks are dropping like flies.
But I don't need to hear yet again how it's "all America's fault".
It's not like Japan's hands are clean.
I know you're feeling stressed.
You dumped all that money into stock.
You thought it was a free path to fortune.
But when you gamble you sometimes lose.
Right now I just want to enjoy my dinner.
I know things may get even worse.
It could be the end of the world as we know it.
The great engines of commerce could seize up and stall.
One day we could wake up and find we've lost everything.
But it is not this day.
Right now I just don't care.
But at least I got another song out of it.
(More details on my Minstrel's Muse site.)
Labels: economic troubles, filial piety, my music
posted by The Moody Minstrel at
12:41 AM
10 Comments:
Great song!...like it.
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ladybug, at 1:43 AM
Somehow, I pictured the song to be loud and obnoxious. SO, I guess what I am saying is that the guitar doesn't seem to reflect the mood that you wrote the lyrics in.
After I listened to it...
I could see you sitting in the sunlight on a giant lilipad playing your guitar with a joint hanging loosely from your lips.
splowne - how you describe applying drywall compound. "It was just splowne all over the place.
By
Anonymous, at 2:34 AM
I like this song. From the very beginning the guitars - and I guess the song as a whole - had a kind of Appalachian flair to it. :)
By
Olivia, at 6:06 AM
Cool song. Have you already submitted your contest song? This should be a finalist in my opinion.
Olivia's comment is interesting...I heard some riffs reminiscent of the band Zebra in this song (they are from the Bayou...not too far removed from the Appalachians).
Nice job.
By
Don Snabulus, at 7:19 AM
Ladybug
Thanks! Glad you like it!
Dave
(scratches head)
The "mood" of the lyrics is something like, "Look, right now I'm relaxed and happy, and I just want to enjoy my dinner, so don't bring me down with things I can't control, okay?" I don't really see how "loud and obnoxious guitar" would mesh with that.
While we're at it, I can dig the lily pad, but where the hell did that joint reference come from?
Olivia
Thanks, m'lady! Appalachian folk music has its roots in Irish tradition, so the style is very similar. The only major difference is the instrumentation, i.e. Appalachian music relies more on string instruments like the mandolin, dobro, and both the hammered and Appalachian dulcimers whereas traditional Irish music relies more on winds like the tin whistle, flute, and uillean pipes. You'll find plenty of fiddle in both, though.
(I actually practiced a tin whistle double to the mandolin solo, but I decided to stick with the mandolin alone. Maybe I wanted it to be Appalachian rather than Irish! ;-) ) (A fiddle would've been nice, but none is available right now.)
Snabudon
I haven't submitted it yet, but though I'm flattered by your recommendation, the biggest problem is that it's as much a recording technique contest as a song contest. Quality of recording and quality of performance are both parts of the scoring criteria. "Quite Enough" was recorded rough on purpose. While that gives it a more earthy, human atmosphere, it doesn't really make it very suitable for a contest like this. Not unless I re-recorded it and made it slick and perfect. That, in my opinion, would wreck it.
I will think about it, though.
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The Moody Minstrel, at 1:09 PM
Oh, and Don, I forgot to mention: traditional music from the Bayou actually has more of a French influence than an Irish one, but I guess it is close to "bluegrass country" (i.e. the Appalachians). The Zebra comparison is interesting, and maybe I can see it.
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The Moody Minstrel, at 1:11 PM
I haven't heard the song version, but I like the verses very well. I can picture you trying to get through your dinner, trying to block out the repetitive grumble and whine.
By
Anonymous, at 4:23 AM
Tom Petty
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Anonymous, at 8:33 AM
It reminds me of the times that I used to stay at hostels while in other countries. You saved money, got to meet people from lots of other places, and when they found out that you were from the USA you often got to find out that you were the cause of all the worlds problems. Ahh, memories....
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Anonymous, at 10:15 AM
Nikkipolani
The words in this post are NOT the words in the song. Please listen to the song!
Dave
I'm heartbroken.
The Intrepid Adventurer
Hostel people can be so hostile.
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The Moody Minstrel, at 9:35 PM
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