Wednesday, November 23, 2016

House Of The Rising Sun

The origin of this song goes back as far as the 18th century like many folk songs. There is no one author, obviously, folk songs remember!

This song speaks of a girl's experience captured into a life of ruin or may be of a boy's disappointment in his father or maybe it tells a tale of a guy, regretting over his choices, pulled in the vicious ruin of whores and alcohol. Or perhaps figuratively it could be about just hitting rock bottom and realizing that he/she has fckued up royally, altogether - acknowledging this as one of the most defining moment, knowing from now onwards the only thing that could be done is to put his pieces back together, the way he wants them to be. The listener could read in their own interpretation between the lyrics. That is one of the things that makes this song great. Clutch a drink, don't just grasp, and listen. As usual, no comments allowed - It's my own lookback place!!


Friday, November 11, 2016

Feels Like Christmas

Yop, know better-moderated versions of this song, but nah , its imperfection feels like getting warm by woodfire in this bloody winter. Try this with handful of spirits and spiritful wasted souls. Now don't let me detain you, go roiste the early Christmases. Thou shalt fokest uf, I mean Good day, Sir - enjoy!