I dag är årets deppigaste dag. Får vi tro massmedia blir det alltså inte värre än i dag. Låt oss då helhjärtat gegga ner oss i den svarta gallan, och låt oss göra det till (moll)-tonerna av följande elva låtar, listade utan inbördes ordning. Oavsett vad man deppar över finns här något relatera till: hjärtesorg, existentiell ångest, armod, död, sorg, förlust, vemod och allt däremellan. Och i stället för de sedvanliga låtkommentarerna har jag i stället, helt godtyckligt, valt ut vad jag anser vara den deppigaste textraden från varje låt – så att ni verkligen kan frossa i eländet.
Spellista här och i slutet.
Mycket (miss)nöje!
– Rape me like a child
Christened in blood
– My back hurts me when I bend
Because I carry a load
And my brain hurts like a knife-hole
Because I’ve yet to be shown
How to pull myself out from
The sucking quicksand
of failure
3. Jason Molina – It’s Easier Now
– It’s easier now
That I just say I got better
It’s easier when I just admit
Death comes now
And the next minute
4. Joy Division – Twenty Four Hours
– Just for one moment, thought I’d found my way.
Destiny unfolded, I watched it slip away.
– Det tog slut nu på våren
till trastarnas sång
6. Elvis Presley – Pieces of My Life
– I’m lookin’ back on my life
To see if I can find the pieces
I know that some were stolen
And some just blew away
Well, I found the bad parts
Found all the sad parts
But I guess I threw the best part away
7. Bright Eyes – On My Way To Work
– I pass a graveyard on my way to work
Today I saw two dozen white roses
On a fresh new mound of dirt
And I wondered about the occupant
When the darkness finally swallowed him was he calm and content
Or was he sweating in a struggle to keep breathing
Ripping apart the sheets that dressed his bed
Crying out loud for someone to help him
And collapsing on his back all pale and dead
8. The Smiths – I Know It’s Over
– I know it’s over – still I cling
I don’t know where else I can go
9. Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds – A Box for Black Paul
– When ya done ransackin’ his room
Grabbin’ any damn thing that shines
Throw the scraps down on the street
Like all his books and his notes
All his books and his notes and
All the junk that he wrote
The whole fuckin’ lot right up in smoke
Ain’t there nothing sacred anymore
Won’t someone build a box for Black Paul?
10. Einstürzende Neubauten – Schwarz
– Will dich nie mehr verraten
Nie mehr nie Wieder
11. Townes Van Zandt – Waitin’ ‘Round to Die
– One time, friends, I had a ma
I even had a pa
He beat her with a belt once ‘cause she cried
She told him to take care of me
Headed down to Tennessee
It’s easier than just waitin’ around to die
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