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Michael Stipe and Kristin Hersh pay tribute to songwriter
[a]Vic Chesnutt[/a] is playing an in-store mini-gig in London tomorrow (Saturday, Sept 12)...
Personally I think this is the gem of the album "At The Cut".
Vic, you are your music now, you are immortal.
excerpt from "the neighbors dog" television series... filmed Nov21st 2009 ...hopefully a full release of this 90+ min show will be released some time this year(2010)... I had put this excerpt up on youtube for Vic and...
www.theyshootmusic.com They Shoot Music Dont They video Vic Chesnutt plays a special gig on the roof of Urania in Vienna, October 2008 / see more on www.theyshootmusic.com
The second song of his set at the Beachland Ballroom in Cleveland, Ohio, where Vic appeared with Jonathan Richman on Saturday, June 27, 2009; a track from his upcoming release, At The Cut, due out on September 22, 2009.
...it's just a strangely nervous performer acting out the word "shambolic"...
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I am a rough ball of twine
I have a duty to do
I been tied to the table
But now I am frazzled and aloof
I'm sorry for my lack of communication
But as I'm staring out this fifth floor window
It seems like the least amount of communication the better
Oh, well, what am I supposed to say?
It's the plan of most
To discover that magnificent ghost
But when did I get perverted
And my innocent eyes diverted
Well, we blew past the army motorcade
Abnormal load haulage
And the gravity of the situation
Came on us like a bit of new knowledge
Holes in his sweater, fluid in his lungs
The experts say theres things
He shouldve done better
But instead he is just dying young
It's a battle of the culinary arts
In that boiling land
You met your mate over across that river
And some good old heroin
Bricks are dirty, lakes are dead
The family dog is mad
Baby brother's science beakers are all broken
Now the yard peacocks are all sad
No chocolate in the duty free shop
Two drops of scotch gonna end up on his crotch, tonight
All alone, sitting on the throne
Some native tongue on the TV blaring like an old peavey
Thin and unshaved, drunk and mysterious
Oh, I must say lifestyle is curious
With a little touch of the sniffles
Vic Chesnutt albums.
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