I've lurked around here for ages so I'd love to hear what a lot of what the regulars (or new members) would pick as a great breakup/lost-love type of song. No, I'm not going through a breakup and DON'T need any advice. Just would love to hear some of the different types of tastes in what makes a great breakup/love-lost song and what it means to them. I love me them sad songs. Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
'Tho we gotta say goodbye for the summer Darling I promise you this I'll send you all my love every day in a letter Sealed with a kiss Guess it's gonna be a cold lonely summer But I'll fill the emptiness I'll send you all my love every day in a letter Sealed with a kiss I'll see you in the sunlight I'll hear your voice everywhere I'll run to tenderly hold you But darling you won't be there I don't wanna say goodbye for the summer Knowing the love we'll miss Oh let us make a pledge to meet in September And seal it with a kiss Guess it's gonna be a cold lonely summer But I'll fill the emptiness I'll send you all my love every day in a letter Sealed with a kiss By Bobby Vinton
At first I was afraid. I was petrified. I kept thinking I could never live Without you by my side. But then I spent so many nights Just thinking how you'd done me wrong. I grew strong. I learned how to get along. And so you're back from outer space. I just walked in to find you here Without that look upon your face. I should have changed my fucking lock. I would have made you leave your key If I'd have known for just one second You'd be back to bother me. Oh now go. Walk out the door. Just turn around now. You're not welcome anymore. Weren't you the one Who tried to break me with desire? Did you think I'd crumble? Did you think I'd lay down and die? Oh not I. I will survive. As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive. I've got all my life to live. I've got all my love to give. I will survive. I will survive. It took all the strength I had Just not to fall apart. I'm trying hard to mend The pieces of my broken heart. And I spent oh so many nights Just feeling sorry for myself. I used to cry. But now I hold my head up high. And you'll see me with somebody new. I'm not that stupid little person Still in love with you. And so you thought you'd just drop by, And you expect me to be free. But now I'm saving all my lovin' For someone who's lovin' me. Oh now go. Walk out the door. Just turn around now. You're not welcome anymore. Weren't you the one Who tried to break me with desire? Did you think I'd crumble? Did you think I'd lay down and die? Oh not I. I will survive. As long as I know how to love I know I'll be alive. I've got all my life to live. I've got all my love to give. I will survive. I will survive. Lyrics Cake : I Will Survive
Jimi Hendrix, for the crazy type bf's Hey joe, where you goin' with that gun of your hand Hey joe, i said where you goin' with that gun in your hand, oh I'm goin' down to shoot my old lady You know i caught her messin' 'round with another man Yeah, i'm goin' down to shoot my old lady You know i caught her messin' 'round with another man Huh! and that ain't cool Huh hey hoe, i heard you shot your mamma down You shot her down now Hey joe, i heard you shot your lady down You shot her down in the groud yeah! Yeah! Yes, i did, i shot her You know i caught her messin' round messin' round town Huh, yes i did i shot her You know i caught my old lady messin' 'round town And i gave her the gun And i shot her Alright Shoot her one more time again baby! Yeah! Oh dig it Oh alright Hey joe, Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go Hey joe, i said Where you gonna run to now where you gonna go I'm goin' way down south Way down to mexico way Alright I'm goin' way down south Way down where i can be free Ain't no one gonna find me Ain't no hang-man gonna He ain't gonna put a rope around me You better believe it right now I gotta go now Hey, joe You better run on down Goodbye everybody Hey hey joe
Goodbye Earl... ... by the Dixie Chicks. Especially with the video! If you're not familiar with it, it's established within the first verse that "Earl's gotta die." Dennis Franz of NYPD Blue plays Earl's corpse throughout the video.
Esoteric thats a homocide song Fraggle Rocker dude whats a song about someone being dead that is about to die (which makes no sence at all) got to do with a relationship break up? best break-up song for me depends on the person who i broke up with ...situational-like!... Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! would one song define each break-up...? nope! absolutely not cool thread though! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Flores... a Cake fan?!? Groovy. Hey they didn't write that song, though I like their version better than the original. Cake is the bomb! Second greatest band in the world! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image! All pale in comparison to the D!
to clarify "Goodbye Earl" Sorry, I tried to make sense out of it for people who weren't familiar with either the song or the video, but all I did was confuse. The song is about a breakup: a woman who is so emotionally abused by her Neanderthal husband that her two best friends come in from out of town to give her moral support in breaking up with him. But once the old high-school threesome is back together, they realize that just walking out, or even filing for divorce, or even getting a court order, is just not good enough for bad old boy Earl. So, "Earl's gotta die." The rest of the song deals with that eventuality in an amusing way. The video doesn't track the lyrics very carefully. (What a surprise, what video does?) We never even get to see Earl alive, just the girls wreaking wacky havoc as they try to figure out what to do with the body, and Dennis Franz doing a really good (and good-natured) job of acting like a dead asshole. It's a breakup song in the tradition of "Hey Joe." It's just that this time the gal wins.
So if "Goodbye Earl" was a dud on this thread... I'll go out on a limb and nominate "Me and Bobbie McGee" by Kris Kristofferson. I realize that what I'm about to launch into might not relate to you younger folks, but it is history so perhaps it will be interesting if not touching. The song is about the breakup of a relationship of course. Bobbie McGee "slips away" and leaves the boy sad. But it's also an allegory about the end of the 1960s. (That misnamed 12- or 13-year era that began with the first Beatles song and ended when we pulled out of Vietnam.) You boomers who hang out here and even the few guys my age know what I'm talking about. We would still be out there, thirty years later, ridin' our motorcycles, gettin' high all the time, sleepin' in crash pads, carryin' picket signs denouncing the Iraq War, and toolin' a few leather belts when we needed some cash. Boys can remain boys for an amazingly long time. "From the coal mines of Kentucky to the California sun (implying the life of an itinerant farm worker a la Steinbeck as well as a place where you can survive winter without a roof over your head)." This guy drags Bobbie all over the continent, living like stereotyped gypsies, picking up just enough pay and charity to stay alive. So what brought that to a halt? Women have to grow up. They have no choice. Their bodies drag them into adulthood. Sure, with modern chemistry they can put off having babies and with modern culture they can act just as immature as we can, but the reality is that they just don't. It's a Venus/Mars thing. You never hear a man talking about his "biological clock ticking," but the vast majority of women sooner or later enter adulthood. "Somewhere near Salinas, Lord, I let her slip away, lookin' for the home I hope she'll find." Bobbie eventually had enough of the wandering life. Her biological clock was ticking. She wanted to settle down and have a more conventional family life. Ergo, the 1960s came to a crashing halt. No more hippie chicks for the hippie guys to hang with, so the hippie guys had to grow up too. This song is not just about the breakup of a relationship, it's about the breakdown of an entire lifestyle. Don't ask me to defend the hippies, I actually finished college, got a responsible job, and was married throughout most of the so-called 1960s. (The only part of the life I described earlier that I actually experienced was the motorcycle. Nine weeks breezing around Europe on a BMW.) But it was a unique happy and sad, intellectual and stoopid time to live through and I can't help being wistful about its demise. It's a sad footnote that although probably a hundred male singers covered this song, the only female who did a decent job of it was Janis Joplin. A woman who absolutely refused to grow up, and was so determined to avoid having the opportunity to betray that youthful decision and change her mind later, that she drugged herself to death while she was still a young hippie chick.
Because solving your problems is nowhere near as fun as indulging in impotent revenge fantasies over being such a ugly cow that you can't leave a man who mistreats you. Only men are stupid enough to think anyone would think their loss of an easy lay is tragic. Somehow the gender manages to become way more vindictive than women could ever imagine. It's weird. Does make for some good music - My Dying Bride, "Unreleased Bitterness"
boys dont cry - the cure I would say I’m sorry If I thought that it would change your mind But I know that this time I’ve said too much Been too unkind I try to laugh about it Cover it all up with lies I try and Laugh about it Hiding the tears in my eyes ’cause boys don’t cry Boys don’t cry I would break down at your feet And beg forgiveness Plead with you But I know that It’s too late And now there’s nothing I can do So I try to laugh about it Cover it all up with lies I try to Laugh about it Hiding the tears in my eyes ’cause boys don’t cry I would tell you That I loved you If I thought that you would stay But I know that it’s no use That you’ve already Gone away Misjudged your limits Pushed you too far Took you for granted I thought that you needed me more Now I would do most anything To get you back by my side But I just Keep on laughing Hiding the tears in my eyes ’cause boys don’t cry Boys don’t cry Boys don’t cry
I guess I'll add the inspiration for this thread after I listened to it recently after a few years. Such a brilliantly sad song. Dream Theater Space Dye Vest Falling through pages of martens on angels Feeling my heart pull west I saw the future dressed as a stranger Love in a space-dye vest Love is an act of blood and i'm bleeding A pool in the shape of a heart Beauty projection in the reflection Always the worst way to start Now that you're gone i'm trying to take it Learning to swallow the rage Found a new girl i think we can make it As long as she stays on the page This is not how i want it to end And i'll never be open again There's no one to take my blame If they wanted to There's nothing to keep me sane And it's all the same to you There's nowhere to set my aim So i'm everywhere Never come near me again Do you really think i need you I'll never be open again, i could never be open again. I'll never be open again, i could never be open again. And i'll smile and i'll learn to pretend And i'll never be open again And i'll have no more dreams to defend And i'll never be open again This is what Kevin Moore (the author) had to say about it: "It was inspired by... I was looking through a clothing catalog and saw a picture of a girl modeling this piece of clothing called a space-dye vest. And, so, I fell in love with her [laughs] for some strange reason & so the minute I did that, the minute I was just like obsessed with this person, I was like, 'why am I doing that?' & I noticed that I was doing it a lot lately. And I think the prime reason that I was doing that, and this is what I figured out at the time, was that I had just come out of a relationship where I'd gotten dumped, basically, and so I think the situation was that I wasn't finished giving all that I was ready to give, so I was just, like, throwing it around, you know, just aiming it in different directions. It was a total case of projection. And this song is just trying to sort it out & just kind of admitting that I'm just kind of lost. So it's kind of a dark song. It was very cathartic though."
i must say i find it quite fascinating that there are a few different concepts of the basic idea of "the break up" well... is a break-up when you decide to leave someone or when you have been left by someone or you have decided to stop being emotionaly involved with people or when you decide to kill someone or when someone betrays your trust or when you betray someones trust maybe we have a little idea of what the relationship is by the association of the song ... assuming it is one that directly reminds you of "the break-up" why would you not choose a love ballad? ask your self that one! Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
Re: So if "Goodbye Earl" was a dud on this thread... Hi Fraggle; I hadn't thought of that song, but hey, great choice. I really enjoyed reading your comments about that period. Alas, one can only be young once. My advice to all of you here who are in college is to have a lot of fun now. Carpe diem. Eventually you'll be an old fart with responsibility. Some of my nominations for breakup songs. A lot come from country and western: "Crazy Arms" Ray Price "I Can't Help It If I'm Still In Love With You" Hank Williams "I Fall To Pieces" Patsy Cline, and later, Linda Ronstadt "Cien Anos" Thalia (an old Mariachi song) "Asi Fue" Isabel Pantoja (written by Juan Gabriel) "Just Once" Lionel Richie "You've Lost That Lovin' Feeling" Righteous Brothers "Te Acordaras De Mi" Lucero "There'll Be No Teardrops Tonight" Hank Williams "Long, Long Time" Linda Ronstadt
Spinal tap-Big Bottom! I have an odd feeling this might cheer me up :bugeye: although I am not actually sure about that.... The bigger the cushion, the sweeter the pushin That's what I said. The looser the waistband, the deeper the quicksand Or so I have read. My baby fits me like a flesh tuxedo. I love to sink her with my pink torpedo. Big bottom Big bottom Talk about bum cakes, My gal's got 'em. Big bottom, Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind? I saw her on monday, twas my lucky bun day You know what I mean. I love her each weekday, each velvety cheekday You know what I mean. My love gun's loaded and she's in my sights Big game's waiting there inside her tights Big bottom Big bottom Talk about mud flaps My gal's got 'em. Big bottom Drive me out of my mind. How can I leave this behind? Please Register or Log in to view the hidden image!
