ViP Jukebox Vol. 5

darth_vader wrote:

R. I. P. Mark

Farewell Mark ...

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 I remember waking up, and there was Mark, sitting in a chair at the end of the bed. I looked up at him. and he said, 'Who the fuck are you?'. I said, 'I'm Dave, Kurts new drummer'. We sat there talking for a while, and that was the genesis of our relationship (laughs).

"I remember listening to his solo album, 'The Winding Sheet', over and over again, when I was living in Olympia. It was winter, when the sun wouldn't come up until 8am, and would go down by 2 or 3pm - it was like a rainy Scandinavia, it was fucking depressing. And that album was the perfect soundtrack for that season.

"Mark is one of the most gifted and tortured artists you'll ever hear. I have nothing but respect for that guy. I remember Nirvana playing Roskilde festival in Denmark with the Screaming Trees in 1992. In the middle of their set Lanegan freaked out, picked up a monitor and threw it into the pit and beat up three or four security guards. We had to hide him in the dressing room, You don't wanna mess with that dude. Give him a microphone, let him sing, then get the fuck out of his way." - Dave Grohl

When the willow bends towards the end of day
And twilight falls again
To the funny sound that a blackbird makes
Twilight falls again
As no good reason remains, I'll do the same
Thinking of you
One day a ship comes in, one day a ship comes in
But I can't say how or when
But I know somewhere the ship comes in every day
There is no morphine, I'm only sleeping
There is no crime to dreams like this
And if you could take something with you
It would be right
Something good
From my fingertips, the cigarette throws ashes to the ground
I'd stop and talk to the girls who work this street, but I got business farther down
Like one long season of rain, I will remain
Thinking of you
One day a ship comes in
From far away a ship comes in
One hundred days you wait for it
And you know somewhere the ship comes in every day
There is no morphine, I'm only sleeping
There is no crime to dreams like this
And if you could take something with you
It would be bright
Just like something good
One day a ship comes in
One hundred days you wait for it
Something bright
Something so good
One hundred days
A ship comes in every day
You know it's good
You know it's good
A ship comes in every day
One day a ship comes in
Its good
When it's something good

Nedjeljno jutro, blago mamuran......

The emptiness that we confess
In the dimmest hour of day
In the common town they make a sound
Like the low sad moan of prey
The bitter taste the hidden face
Of the lost forgotten child
The darkest need the slowest speed
The debt un-reconciled

These photographs mean nothing
To the poison that they take
Before a moment's glory
The light begins to fade

The awful cost of all we lost
As we looked the other way
We've paid the price of this cruel device
'Til we've nothing left to pay
The river goes where the current flows
The light we must destroy
Events conspire to set afire
The methods we employ
These dead men walk on water
Cold blood runs through their veins
The angry river rises
As we step into the rain

These photographs mean nothing
To the poison that they take
The angry river rises
As we step into the rain

@darth_vader, pa zar Melvinsima dislajk, nesreco?!

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