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September 05, 2003


Song of the night: Ghosts, by The Jam.

Always loved the Jam, still don't have all of their albums. I just bought a couple more off ebay. I could have bought them new, I suppose, or from the iTunes store, if they're even listed, but even with shipping I got both Sound Effects and Sound of The Jam for less than the minimum 10 bucks I could expect to pay anywere else. The fact that I really don't want to put money into the pockets of any company associated with the RIAA made the decision even easier

Sound of is a best of compilation, and it was still in the wrapper when I opened the package this afternoon.

As far as I can tell, there is an essentially infinite amount of good music available via the secondhand market. Why should I ever pay for new? I listen regularly to Punk, Reggae, Ska, Celtic, Rock, Folk, Jazz, Classical, weird Japanese pop and the catch all "World Music". I could spend the rest of my life buying albums in just half those genres without ever buying a new cd, or paying more than nine bucks for each one. Which is why I didn't get too excited upon hearing the news that Universal is cutting its cd prices.

Big deal. Ten dollars is still more than I'm willing to pay. Anything decent will be available on the second hand market in due time. I'll buy it then. Meanwhile, the record companies are welcome to go to hell, as far as I'm concerned.

Ok, mini rant over. Back to the Jam. Ghosts occupies an odd niche in my soul. For me, it's a crank up the volume song, despite the slowish pace. I don't think it was ever a hit, yet back in the day it was always one of the first songs I afflicted a girlfriend with.

Why are you frightened - canít you see that itís you
That ainít no ghost - itís a reflection of you
Why do you turn away - aní keep it out of sight
Oh - donít live up to your given roles
Thereís more inside you that you wonít show

But you keep it hidden just like everyone
Youíre scared to show you care - itíll make you vulnerable
So you wear that ghost around you for disguise

But thereís no need just ícos itís all weíve known
Thereís more inside you that you havenít shown

So keep on moving, moving, moving your feet
Keep on shuf-shuf-shuffling to this ghost dance beat
Just keep on walking down never ending streets

One day youíll walk right out of this life
And then youíll wonder why you didnít try

To spread some loving all around
Old fashioned causes like that still stand
Gotta rid this prejudice that ties you down

How do you feel at the end of the day
Just like youíve waked over your own grave

So why are you frightened - canít you see that itís you
At the moment thereís nothing - so thereís nothing to lose
Lift up your lonely heart and walk right on through

Beer of the Night: Sierra Nevada. It's been here before, because I'd really rather drink it than type about it, at this point. Those wishing further beer news for some reason are welcome to check out my initial fishing trip order at Liquid Solutions.

Posted by Bigwig at September 5, 2003 12:08 AM | TrackBack
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I love The Jam too. I think every song on Sound Affects is my favorite. My time-travel fantasy is to hang out in London in 1980.

Posted by: Fran at September 5, 2003 12:31 PM
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