November 20th, 2009 / 6:08 pm
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Friday Fuck Books, Let’s Us All Fall.

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=k3ZSXlNvAiI

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6m2lfk4Bm34

httpv://www.youtube.com/watch?v=utjyI3WpGNg

30 Comments

  1. Vaughan Simons

      Genius. As ever with Mark E. Smith. It’s getting about time for him to have another fight with all the members of The Fall, sack them, and recruit a bunch of dead-end kids from a sink estate as his new backing band.

      PS: Next week, could we have Mark Leidner doing his own interpretation of a Fall song? Please? I’m willing to pay good money.

  2. Vaughan Simons

      Genius. As ever with Mark E. Smith. It’s getting about time for him to have another fight with all the members of The Fall, sack them, and recruit a bunch of dead-end kids from a sink estate as his new backing band.

      PS: Next week, could we have Mark Leidner doing his own interpretation of a Fall song? Please? I’m willing to pay good money.

  3. Matthew Simmons

      Mark E. Smith looks like he was just poured into that mullet.

  4. Matthew Simmons

      Mark E. Smith looks like he was just poured into that mullet.

  5. reynard

      this was a good idea

  6. reynard

      this was a good idea

  7. +!O0o(o)o0O!+

      “Wings” apparently was John Peel’s fave song of all time: Motown beat, monster riff, time-travel lyrics — let’s take a look, shall we . . .

      Purchased pair of flabby wings.
      I took to doing some hovering.
      Here is a list of incorrect things.

      Hovered mid-air outside a study.
      An academic needed his chin,
      Sent in the dust of some cheap magazines.
      His academic rust, could not burn them up.

      Recruited some gremlins.
      To get me clear of the airline routes.
      I paid them off with stuffing from my wings.
      They had some fun with those cheapo airline snobs.

      The stuffing loss made me hit a timelock.
      I ended up in the eighteen sixties.
      I’ve been there for one hundred and twenty-five years.
      A small alteration of the past. can turn time into space.

      Ended up under ardwick bridge.
      With some veterans from the u.s. civil war.
      They were under irish patronage.
      We shot dead a stupid sergeant,
      But I got hit in the crossfire.
      The lucky hit made me hit a time lock.

      BUT, when I got back.
      The place I made the purchase, no longer exists
      I’d erased it under the bridge.

      Day by day.
      The moon came towards me
      By such things.
      The moon came towards me.

      So now I sleep in ditches.
      And hide away from nosey kids.
      The wings rot and feather under me.
      The wings rot and CURL right under me.

      A small alteration of the past.
      Can turn time into space.
      Small touches can alter more than a mere decade.

      Wings x 17.

  8. +!O0o(o)o0O!+

      “Wings” apparently was John Peel’s fave song of all time: Motown beat, monster riff, time-travel lyrics — let’s take a look, shall we . . .

      Purchased pair of flabby wings.
      I took to doing some hovering.
      Here is a list of incorrect things.

      Hovered mid-air outside a study.
      An academic needed his chin,
      Sent in the dust of some cheap magazines.
      His academic rust, could not burn them up.

      Recruited some gremlins.
      To get me clear of the airline routes.
      I paid them off with stuffing from my wings.
      They had some fun with those cheapo airline snobs.

      The stuffing loss made me hit a timelock.
      I ended up in the eighteen sixties.
      I’ve been there for one hundred and twenty-five years.
      A small alteration of the past. can turn time into space.

      Ended up under ardwick bridge.
      With some veterans from the u.s. civil war.
      They were under irish patronage.
      We shot dead a stupid sergeant,
      But I got hit in the crossfire.
      The lucky hit made me hit a time lock.

      BUT, when I got back.
      The place I made the purchase, no longer exists
      I’d erased it under the bridge.

      Day by day.
      The moon came towards me
      By such things.
      The moon came towards me.

      So now I sleep in ditches.
      And hide away from nosey kids.
      The wings rot and feather under me.
      The wings rot and CURL right under me.

      A small alteration of the past.
      Can turn time into space.
      Small touches can alter more than a mere decade.

      Wings x 17.

  9. Matthew Simmons

      Love those lyrics. And the delivery, too. Long before I knew from The Fall I saw that video and “they were under Irish patronage” stuck with me for days and days and days.

      And the guitar, too. It sounds like all six strings are tuned to the same note.

  10. Matthew Simmons

      Love those lyrics. And the delivery, too. Long before I knew from The Fall I saw that video and “they were under Irish patronage” stuck with me for days and days and days.

      And the guitar, too. It sounds like all six strings are tuned to the same note.

  11. Matthew Simmons

      thnkz

  12. Matthew Simmons

      thnkz

  13. +!O0o(o)o0O!+

      He definitely used to get the most he possibly could out of exagerratedly enunciating every word — and now after decades of cigs and speed he’s gone in the opposite direction, getting the most anyone ever has out of mumbles and growls.

  14. +!O0o(o)o0O!+

      He definitely used to get the most he possibly could out of exagerratedly enunciating every word — and now after decades of cigs and speed he’s gone in the opposite direction, getting the most anyone ever has out of mumbles and growls.

  15. Matthew Simmons
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  17. alec niedenthal

      thank you for this, matthew. MES is my hero.

  18. alec niedenthal

      thank you for this, matthew. MES is my hero.

  19. apsiegel

      Every Friday should be MES Day.

  20. apsiegel

      Every Friday should be MES Day.

  21. alec niedenthal

      i thought “teenage kicks” was peel’s fav

  22. alec niedenthal

      i thought “teenage kicks” was peel’s fav

  23. Ken Baumann

      Dig it.

  24. Ken Baumann

      Dig it.

  25. Tony O'Neill
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  27. A Snyder

      I know none of you know who I am, but this music sucks. My hunch is Matthew’s penchant for turning a word, or finding one well turned, far better than friday’s musical hunch and crunch.

  28. A Snyder

      I know none of you know who I am, but this music sucks. My hunch is Matthew’s penchant for turning a word, or finding one well turned, far better than friday’s musical hunch and crunch.

  29. Derek White

      haha, i had this Fall song in my library as untitled & was trying to find the song name googling & this came up first, so thanks for posting the lyrics +!O0o(o)o0O!+

  30. Derek White

      haha, i had this Fall song in my library as untitled & was trying to find the song name googling & this came up first, so thanks for posting the lyrics +!O0o(o)o0O!+