Week Thirty-Three: Echo & The Bunnymen - "All Because of You Days" - Siberia

I am somewhat embarrassed to admit this, but I did not hear this wonderful Echo & The Bunnymen masterpiece until just a few years ago when it appeared on my Pandora station. I never bothered to purchase the 2005 release of Siberia because I just wasn't sure that I would even like it, and I already possessed all of my tried and true Echo & The Bunnymen treasures. Therefore, it didn't phase me much to pass on that one. 

However, as this song queued up and began playing on Pandora, I remember thinking to myself, "Who in the world is this fabulous band?" Lo and behold, it was my boys from, none other than, Echo & The Bunnymen.  That'll teach me to doubt true genius-like talent in the future!!!

I don't want to run

I don't want to hide

I just want to kiss goodnight

Say goodnight one more time

Nothing gets you up
Nothing gets you high

Everything just comes to this

Final mis-taken lives

And it's goodbye, goodbye all my new days
Goodbye, all because of you days

Goodbye

You just can't get out
You just can't get in

Everything has strung you up, hung you up

To watch you swing

One of us is you
And one of us is me

Broken frozen equal parts

Broken hearts breaking free

And it's goodbye, goodbye all my new days
Goodbye, all those chosen few days

Goodbye

Baby maybe someday
Maybe one day

We'll say hi

I don't want to run
I don't want to hide

I just want to kiss goodnight

Say goodnight one last time

Nothing gets you up
Nothing gets me high

Everything just comes to this

Final mis-taken lives

One last time

It's goodbye, goodbye all my new days
Goodbye, all because of you days

Goodbye

And it's goodbye, goodbye all my new days
Goodbye, all those chosen few days

New days

Baby maybe someday
Maybe one day

We'll say hi

Baby maybe sometime

Maybe next time

We'll say hi

Baby maybe someday

Maybe one day

We'll say hi

Baby maybe sometime

Maybe next time

We'll say hi

Baby maybe sometime
Maybe next time

We'll say hi

We'll say hi

We'll say hi

Baby maybe someday
Maybe one day

We'll say hi

Week Thirty-Three: Echo & The Bunnymen - "All My Life" - Echo & The Bunnymen

I love this song so much, but I wasn't exactly sure what to say about it --- plus, I still have to make it through 1.5 days of teaching before my Christmas Break officially begins, and I am fading fast!!! So I decided to "google" it and see what others had to say about it. Much to my pleasant surprise, I stumbled upon a fun little site called www.allmusic.com. On this site, they list adjectives describing the album mood. I delighted in the list they selected for this album because I feel that it accurately sums up this song, as well; so I will share it with you:

Reflective

Epic

Intimate

Amiable/Good-Natured

Bittersweet

Brash

Brooding

Carefree

Cathartic

Detached

Dramatic

Elegant

Exuberant

Literate

Nocturnal

Passionate

Playful

Refined

Sensual

Sophisticated

Stylish

Theatrical

Wistful

Oh how the times have changed us 

Sure and now uncertain 

Men not devils have claimed us 

Purity deserting 

God's one miracle 

lost in circles 

All my all my life
revolves around 

laughter and crying 

as my life turns 

round and round 

Cannon fire burning
on the hillside 

You and I are

side by side 

Listen 

Tin soldiers playing our tune 

All my all my life
revolves around 

laughter and crying 

as my life turns 

round and round and round 

Songs for life's lost lovers
bittersweet their healing 

Their prayers prayed under covers 

need not kneeling 

God's one miracle 

moves in circles 

All my all my life
revolves around 

laughter and crying 

as my life turns 

round and round 

All my all my life
revolves around 

laughter and crying 

as my life turns 

round and round 

and round 

and round

Week Thirty-Three: Echo & The Bunnymen - "The Game" - Echo & The Bunnymen

This is not a tune that I automatically associate with Echo & The Bunnymen, but every time it appears while my iPod is on shuffle mode, I seem to stop for a minute and listen to it. The video that accompanies this song is incredibly silly, but the colors and images are so visually appealing. I'm guessing that it was filmed in Brazil because they show that huge Christ the Redeemer statue in a few scenes. I would love to travel to Brazil one day and actually see it for myself.

I really like the lyrics to this song, as well. It's almost as if Ian just jotted down some free-flowing thoughts, but I love his juxtaposition of ideas --- "ugly beauty" & "proud refusal" & "crying hours" & "glitter years", as well his penchant for alliteration --- "tinsel tears" & "winter winners" & "summer sons"... his phrasing is simply lovely!!

A sense of duty

was my one intention 

and an ugly beauty 

was my own invention 

Pride a proud refusal 

and I refuse 

to need your approval 

Too many seekers 

Too few beacons 

But through the fog 

we'll keep on beaming 

Through the crying hours 

of your glitter years 

all the living out 

of your tinsel tears 

and the midnight trains 

I never made 

'cos I'd already 

played...the game 

Everybody's 

got their own good reason 

why their favorite season 

is their favorite season 

Winter winners 

and those summers sons 

aren't good for everyone 

aren't good for everyone 

Spring has sprung 

and autumn's so well done 

so well done 

And it's a better thing 

that we do now 

forgetting everything 

the whys and hows 

While you reminisce 

about the things you miss 

you won't be ready 

to kiss...goodbye 

The earth is a world 

The world is a ball 

A ball in a game 

with no rules at all 

And just as I wonder 

at the beauty of it all 

you go and drop it 

and it breaks and falls 

I'll never understand 

why you thought I would 

need to be reassured 

and be understood 

When I always knew 

that your bad's my good 

and I was ready 

ready...to be loved 

Born under Mars 

With Jupiter rising 

Fallen from stars 

That lit my horizon 

I'll never understand 

why you thought I would 

need to be reassured 

and be understood 

When I always knew 

that your bad's my good 

and I was ready 

ready...to be 

Through the crying hours 

of your glitter years 

all the living out 

of your tinsel tears 

and the midnight trains 

I never made 

'cos I'd already 

played 

It's a better thing 

that we do now 

forgetting everything 

the whys and hows 

While you reminisce 

about the things you miss 

you won't be ready 

to kiss...goodbye