In love with this song, this video, this band. I remember listening to them last winter, and loving it, this song makes me want to run today.
I know people who knock bands like for being hipster and trendy, but I don't see how you can fault beautiful music for being popular with a certain sect of people. Quit hatin' on their old-fashioned shoes and cuffed jeans and whimsical ways. Everyone likes to pretend the rest of the world doesn't get it, it's just them and their type of crowd who know what's *really* going on, but we all have more in common than you think. What type of music doesn't write about this feeling, the lure of the open road, the defeat of pattern? I am ranting and unfocused, so I could probably do better on this post, but I have to get back to word. I will also put this song on repeat.
"I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
Like ridin' around on railcars and workin' long days
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways
Call it one drink too many
Call it pride of a man
But it don't make no difference if you sit or you stand
'Cause they both end in trouble and start with a grin
Yeah they both end in trouble and start with a grin
We do it over and over and over again
We do it over and over and over again
I know there's California, Oklahoma
And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
Down in the valley with
Whiskey rivers
These are the places you will find me hidin'
These are the places I will always go
These are the places I will always go
I am on my way
I am on my way
I am on my way back to where I started
One more for the stars and the eyes of the walls
I saw your face, I heard you callin' out
I saw your face in the crowd and you came out
Just like the sun and the moon and the stars at night
There was a sign on the door and it reads to me
Just like the sun and the moon and the stars at night
I am on my way
I am on my way
I am on my way back to where I started
California, Oklahoma
And all of the places I ain't ever been to but
Down in the valley with
Whiskey rivers
These are the places you will find me hidin'
These are the places I will always go
These are the places I will always go
So I wish I was a slave to an age-old trade
Lord have mercy on my rough and rowdy ways"
~Down in the Valley,
The Head and the Heart
