This is my current favorite song, by the underrated band Fanfarlo. The lyrics, which remind me of Roswell crossed with Spoon River Anthology, are a touching portrayal of the eternal plight of the social misfit. But the video is exactly what we'd have gotten if the Dharma initiative had set up its own music television station. So in honor of last night's long-awaited and poignant end to LOST, here's "Harold T. Wilkins, or How to Wait for a Very Long Time."
You've been packing your bags for the tenth time
You've been up on the roof again
And you're biding your time but it's all right they're coming any week now
Left behind by the mothership, they're our only real friends
And inside, you'll always feel the same, even when you wake up
Even if you wake up
In a town where everyone will kick and scream
And come to the same conclusion every time
Time to realise you were never on the team
There was always a question hanging over you
In a hot air balloon with a rusty nail
Looking over your shoulder and setting sail
Your dreams will become part of the future and coincide with the past
You spend all your time by the radio waiting for the signal
But inside, you'll always feel the same, even when you wake up
Even if you wake up
In a town where everyone will kick and scream
And come to the same conclusion every time
Time to realise you were never on the team
There was always a question hanging over you
In a hot air balloon with a rusty nail
Looking over your shoulder and setting sail
They drive the same road drifting over to your side
They drive the same road turn the lights on again
They sail the same strait turn the lights on again
Did that tickle your lonely inner retro-geek child? Then you should also watch this one in which a toy robot is defeated by a homemade Rube Goldberg apparatus. And if you'd like to download a free Fanfarlo EP, go here.
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I like the lyrics to this song alot. But, I have to admit there is a part of me that just likes a song that sounds good at times. I listen to Little Steven's Underground Garage and right now I like, "Burnin' in the Bowery," by Jesse Malin.
Us Australians had to wait until Wednesday to see the Lost finale, but we've seen it now. On the whole I was disappointed.
It's curious how many songs seem to resonate with Lost in one way or another. Especially (at least in my collection) Oysterband lyrics. Consider, for example, the following words from _Someone You Might Have Been_. "There is a hidden spring, a path to get there; what you draw water in is all you need to bring". I can think of other songs that resonate just as strongly with other aspects of the plot.
On Tuesday I did something infinitely more important: attended the funeral of a very good friend whose interests certainly spanned both science and art until she died at sixty from ovarian cancer. A tribute can now be found on my blog.