Monday, October 28, 2013

So long, Lou



     Troubled, brilliant, melancholy, perverse—Lou Reed was a complex man. His songs offered unflinching honesty about a world seen by a bright and humane man who, like John Lennon, seemed to endlessly struggle with his status as a rock-and-roll god. But, for me, none of that matters; what matters is that many of Reed’s songs hit just the right note of awareness, empathy and world-wearriness. Killer stuff.
     I often find myself saying that I don’t really have heroes. But that’s not quite right. Because of the amazing, handmade—and often sonically powerful—music of the early Velvets, Lou Reed will always be one of my heroes. –RB 


Lisa says that it’s alright
When she meets me alone at night
Lisa says that she has her fun
And she’ll do it with just about anyone

Lisa says, Lisa says
Lisa says, Lisa says

Lisa says that she’s on the run
Looking for a special one
Lisa says that every time she makes it straight
She knows her heart will break

Lisa says, Lisa says
Lisa says, Lisa says

Looking for a party, some action
Going to make it feel OK
But what do you find, when the time has come undone
Look at it run

Lisa says, Lisa says
Lisa says, woo, Lisa says
Lisa says, oh, Lisa says
Lisa says… 




Sunday morning 
and I'm falling
I've got a feeling I don't want to know
Early dawning, Sunday morning
It's all the streets you crossed, not so long ago

Watch out, the world's behind you
There's always someone around you who will call
It's nothing at all

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I thought this guy died like 30 years ago from a heroin overdose.

Roy's obituary in LA Times and Register: "we were lucky to have you while we did"

  This ran in the Sunday December 24, 2023 edition of the Los Angeles Times and the Orange County Register : July 14, 1955 - November 20, 2...