Thursday, February 14, 2008

Gillian Welch, "Wrecking Ball"

Courtesy of MoneyLaw, I present a psuedo-synesthetic presentation of Gillian Welch, Wrecking Ball , Soul Journey (2003):


Gillian Welch, Wrecking Ball
Little DeadheadPlaying bass
A little deadhead . . . playing bass under a pseudonym
PogonipSan Joaquin colors
Farmer in the Pogonip . . . colors I'd never seen
Santa Cruz Garden Mall
The Santa Cruz Garden Mall

Gillian Welch and David Rawlings
Gillian Welch, Wrecking Ball
Well now boys, I'm a rollin' stone
That's what I was when I first left home
I took every secret that I'd ever known
And headed for the wall
Like a wrecking ball

Started down on the holy road of sin
Playin' bass under a pseudonym
The days were rough, and it's all quite dim
But my mind cuts through it all
Like a wrecking ball

Oh, just a little deadhead
Who's watching? who's watching?
I was just a little deadhead

A fallen daughter on a scholarship
Well, I got tired and let my average slip
Then I was a farmer in the Pogonip
Where the weed that I recall
Was like a wrecking ball

I met a lovesick daughter of the San Joaquin
She showed me colors I'd never seen
Drank the bottom out of my canteen
And left me in the fall
Like a wrecking ball

Standin' there, in the morning mist
A Jack & Coke at the end my wrist
Yes, I remember when first we kissed
Though it was nothing at all
Like a wrecking ball

Hey boys, a little deadhead
Who's watching? who's watching?
I was just a little deadhead

With too much trouble for me to shake
Oh, the weather and the blindin' ache
We was ridin' high until the '89 quake
Hit the Santa Cruz Garden Mall
Like a wrecking ball


Gillian Welch, Wrecking Ball , Soul Journey (2003)
Soul Journey

1 Comments:

Blogger miles said...

Well I wrote the analysis of Gillian Welch's Wrecking Ball that I said I would. Talk about over analyzing!

http://www.documentedlife.com/log/?p=377

7/27/2008 3:18 AM  

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