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“10:15 Saturday Night”–The Cure

Live At Praça da Apoteose, Rio de Janeiro, 26 de Janeiro de 1996

This has always been an incredibly cool song.  If any band captures my life through High School it has to be The Cure. This song shows every facet– the tension, desire, and immense boredom.

Watch these 3 videos as the song devolves from stadium rock into a bare boned, rage restrained, reggae infused punk groove.

1979 version does it for me. I love the minimalism, the clock ticking bass line, water dripping high hat, unmistakable skank guitar, and Robert Smith’s singular, pleading voice.

Live at the Nakano Sun Plaza in Tokyo October 17, 1984

09.09.1979 Rotterdam

10:15 on a Saturday night
And the tap
Drips under the streetlight
And I’m sitting in a kitchen sink
And the tap drips
Drip, drip, drip, drip

Waiting for the telephone to ring
And I wonder where she’s been
And I’m crying for yesterday
And the tap drips
Drip, drip, drip, drip

10:15 on a Saturday night
And the tap
Drips under the streetlight
And I’m sitting in a kitchen sink
And the tap drips
Drip, drip, drip, drip

The Cure – 10:15 Saturday Night (Robert Smith Home Demo 2/78)

“Victory Dance”–My Morning Jacket

Live Version: KCRW Sessions 2011

This is an amazing and unique song that seems infused with an ancient native American soul and still rocks like a stadium rock anthem.

I did not fully appreciate the band, My Morning Jacket, or their charismatic (cult of personality) writer & singer, Jim James, until this last Sunday when I saw them play with Wilco and Bob Dylan for the Americanarama tour.

They just blew me away.

Should I close my eyes and prophesize
Hoping maybe some day come
Should I wet the ground with my own tears
Crying over what’s been done

Should I lift the dirt and plant the seed
Even though I’ll never grow
Should I wet the ground with the sweat from my brow
And believe in my good work
My good work
My good work
My good work

Hey there, I’m flying up above
Looking down on the tired earth
And I can see, I can see potential
Speaking through you, speaking to you
From all of heaven’s possibilities

Power, hey do you know how it works
Hey do you know that the meek,
They shall inherit the earth
You should work, you should work
(?) than the memory

Should I hit the water or stay on dry land
Even though I’ve never swam
Take machete into the brush
Though at first there is no path


Taste the war paint on my tongue
As it’s dripping with my sweat
Place my gaze in the future’s path
Seeing things that ain’t come yet

Hope to watch the victory dance
After whole day’s work is done
Hope to watch the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun

Hope to watch the victory dance
Over many lives to come
Hope to watch the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun

Setting sun
Setting sun
Setting sun

Hope to dance the victory dance
After whole day’s work is done
Hope to dance the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun

Hope to dance the victory dance
Over many lives to come
Hope to dance the victory dance
In the evening’s setting sun

“Behind Blue Eyes”–The Who

This Performance is Real

“Behind Blue Eyes” is full heart ballad with a power chord catharsis.  Peter Townsend and The Who expresse all insecurity and self doubt laid bare. This slow burner surprises with a big howling release. The song carries dark emotions, self destructive anger, and raw hormones. As listeners we go from heartfelt crooning to stomping around the room pumping our fist, shouting Townsend’s lyrics:

When my fist clenches, crack it open
Before I use it and lose my cool
When I smile, tell me some bad news
Before I laugh and act like a fool.

This heartfelt performance includes one rock and roll’s greatest climactic moments as the Daltry rumbles through an angry, defiant and finally vulnerable rant before the final refrain, “if I shiver/ please give me a blanket/ keep me warm/ let me wear your coat.” The listener might wonder if the villain causing destruction might simply need some kindness and compassion.

An Early Version

Unique Acoustic Versions

Famous Covers

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