In Violent Times, You Shouldn’t Have To Sell Your Soul
As I peruse the Internet and blogs etc. there is one thing that strikes me to my core. There are so many people out there who are nearly screaming their pain and angst in written word. They put it down for all of us to read and witness but I suspect that the mostly put it down for themselves, much the same reason that I started blogging. I try to highlight blogs that I find moving in this way. Many of them would seem like a mismatch to the other stuff that I write here if I linked to them. These bloggers I find inspirational. To see and feel anger, rage, pain, hurt, and honesty written out… it is moving. To me, there is no more artful expression of being human than to give thought, word, and feeling to what eats at your core like a cancer.
Just the same, if such art interests you, you can find some at Dirty Girl’s blog It might not be for everyone, fair warning.
To that end, here are the lyrics from a song from long ago. They can mean a lot of things to many people. If you are brave enough, tell us what they mean to you in the comments. Oh, go on, tell us
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I’m talking to you, come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do withoutIn violent times, you shouldn’t have to sell your soul
In black and white, they really really ought to know
Those one track minds that took you for a working boy
Kiss them goodbye, you shouldn’t have to jump for joy
You shouldn’t have to
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I’m talking to you, come onThey gave you life, and in return you gave them hell
As cold as ice, I hope we live to tell the tale
I hope we live to tell the talelet it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I’m talking to you, come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I’m talking to you, come onShout, shout, let it all out
These are the things I can do without
Come on, I’m talking to you, come onAnd when you’ve taken down your guard
If I could change your mind, I’d really love to break your heart
I’d really love to break your heartShout, shout, let it all out
(Break your heart) these are the things I can do without
(I’d really love to break your heart) come on
I’m talking to you, come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I’m talking to you so come on(Guitar solo)
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I’m talking to you, come on
(They really really ought to know) Shout, shout, let it all out
(Really really ought to know) These are the things I can do without
(They really really) Come on, I’m talking to you, come on
(They really really ought to know) Shout, shout, let it all out
(I’d really love to break your heart)
These are the things I can do without
(I’d really love to break your heart)
Come on, I’m talking to you so come on
Shout, shout, let it all out, these are the things I can do without
Come on, I’m talking to you, come on…(fade)
Hi Mal,
I went over to the Dirty Girl Blog. I just had to see what all the fuss was about with her. She’s really out there honest. I’ve never read a blog that contained so much raw honesty. Very gutsy. Many of us feel these sorts of things – but would NEVER say them for others to hear/read.
The gutsiest think I’ve written is in this post. I was shaking in my boots when I published it.
http://robinclaire.wordpress.com/2012/12/22/my-father/
Love you buddy,
robin
ps – I really like this song. I’ve known about it before this, and have always liked it. But I never really heard the words before this.
I like seeing that kind of honesty in this plastic world of reality tv and fast food dollar stores. There just is not enough real to the world these days… it seems.