Not Powers

[Valles]

But still cool songs, IMHO.
Regular Joes - Pain in This World
Well, I'm a child of the sixties, or so I'm told
Well, I must admit somethin': I don't feel that old
It's a damn sad thing, I got to tell you, girl
I'm gettin' a little bit tired of all the pain in this world
Well, I try not to pay attention to
All the evil little things that people do
It's just a little defense mechanism, girl
I'm gettin' a little bit tired of all the pain in this world
[short bridge]
Well, I had a good childhood, hey, maybe not
Smartass bookworm, skinny little snot
Like dust to diamonds and swine to pearls
I'm gettin' a little bit tired of all the pain in this world
Now you take out the trash and you go to work
You try to feel nothing; you don't need that hurt
It's just too much baggage to carry with us, girl
We get a little bit tired of all the pain in this world
[short bridge]
Well, I'm a child of the sixties, or so I'm told
Well, I must admit somethin': I don't feel that old
It's a damn sad thing, I got to tell you, girl
I'm gettin' a little bit tired of all the pain in this world
I'm gettin' a little bit tired of all the pain in this world
I'm gettin' a little bit tired of all the pain in this world

Runrig - Tir an Airm
An teid thu leam a ribhinn og
Gu tir mo gridh sitheil sona
'S chi thu saighdearan a' ruith
Am measg nan lusan bagh 'sa mhonadh
Come along with me, my young girl
To the peaceful, happy land
And you will see soldiers running around
Amongst the beautiful wild machair flowers
Ho ro horain O
Failte gu tir an airm
Ho ro horain O
Ho ro horain O
Welcome to the Land of the Army
Ho ro horain O
A' Coimhead a mach air maduinn chiuin
Air ball mor cruinn os cionn na beinne
'S bhon is ciuin na tonnan gorm
Tha ceol ru aig ceol na mara
Looking out on a peaceful morning
On the great round ball above the mountain
And though the waves are calm
There's a new music in the music of the sea
Ho ro horain O
Failte gu tir an airm
Ho ro horain O
Ho ro horain O
Welcome to the Land of the Army
Ho ro horain O
'S an deid thu leam gu tir mo ghraidh
Seall na h-eoin Dhorchas Dhona
Treabhadh speuran as ar cionn
Deanamh air Steornabhagh le cabhaig
And will you go with me to the land I love
To see the dark evil birds
Ploughing the skies above us
Making for Stornoway at high speed
Ho ro horain O
Failte gu tir an airm
Ho ro horain O
Ho ro horain O
Welcome to the Land of the Army
Ho ro horain O
[bridge]
Nis leugh t-eachdraich, fosgail suil
Anns gach linn mu dhoigh an Airnm
Stampadh air na croitean seagail
'S beathannan og aig gillean Uibhist
Now read your history, open your eyes
To every generation and to the ways of the military
Stamping on the rye in the crofts
And the young lives of the Uist boys
Ho ro horain O
Failte gu tir an airm
Ho ro horain O
Ho ro horain O
Welcome to the Land of the Army
Ho ro horain O
Cha deid mise gu an righ
Cha deid mise an corr a shabaid
O lunnain mheallt, a Bhreatuinn fhoilleil
Cha seas mi ach 'son sith nan eilean
But I cannot go "for the King"
I cannot fight anymore
The deceit of London, the treachery of Britain
I'll only support peace in the islands
Ho ro horain O
Failte gu tir an airm
Ho ro horain O
Ho ro horain O
Welcome to the Land of the Army
Ho ro horain O

Regular Joes - For the Love of the Song
one two three four
I lay my sprit on the stage
Release my tension in a nervous rage
St. John be good and turn the page
'Scuse me while I act my age
Well hey now jet don't get me wrong
just do it for the love of the song
i sing my heart out every day
just to keep the midnight tears away
some say work and some say play
hear we rock and here we'll stay
i keep on singin' when the band is gone
just do it for the love of the song
[short bridge]
now you're listenin' to me here
rock and roll band a shift in gear
don't care about nothin' that much is clear
had the same dang blues for fifty years
hey there willy ain't really along
just do it for the love of the song
[short bridge]
I lay my sprit on the stage
Release my tension in a nervous rage
St. John be good and turn the page
'Scuse me while I act my age
Well hey now jet don't get me wrong
just do it for the love of the song
Blessed be.
-n
(Because it's too damn quiet here.)
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"V, did you do something foolish?"
"Yes, and it was glorious."

[Bard J]

Hey Valles, did you get the second song off of a CD, or do you actually have a good source for Gaelic songs somewhere?
Even lyrics pages for the old folk songs I like (the ones I can find) are rare.
And what kind of music do the Regular Joes sing?

- Bard J, always on the lookout for a new song to obsess over.

[Valles]

Runrig's a folk rock group. I don't know what or how many CDs they've got out - I ripped my mp3 copy off a variety disc called "The Best of British Folk Rock".
True story, first thing I thought when I heard the song was, "Hey, that's a really cool guitar lick."
Gaelic/celtic/traditional/whatever isn't really my scene, but my parents are very fond of the stuff and I've had enough exposure to find a few faves.
The Regular Joes are a now-defunct Oklahoma City band. Sort of old fashioned blues/rock stuff. My fondness for their lyrics are no coincidence - my worldview is pretty typical of my father's side of the family. The frontman/main songwriter for the Regular Joes was/is Joseph Baxter - whose worldview is -also- typical of our family.
Blessed be.
-n
(Uncle Joe's pretty cool in person, too.)
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"V, did you do something foolish?"
"Yes, and it was glorious."

[Bob Schroeck]

Ah. Nepotism.
(Like I'm one to talk. Go to CDBaby and look for "Shem". Or Google on "Shem Schroeck," "Artie Schroeck" or "Arthur Schroeck". My cousin and my uncle respectively. The interview at BADDASSCHICK is especially fun.)
Oh, and I'd love to get my hands on those tracks, if you'd like to share... And I didn't know you liked Celtic stuff. Maybe we have something in our collection you'd want...

-- Bob
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Then the horns kicked in...
...and my shoes began to squeak.