The Mariner
Og: https://www.youtube.com/post/UgkxDQwFTsbaeZOcqEN76-0gmObmP11RYBdn
More fanart of the Decemberists song “The Mariner’s Revenge Song.”
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The Mariner
Og: https://www.youtube.com/post/UgkxDQwFTsbaeZOcqEN76-0gmObmP11RYBdn
More fanart of the Decemberists song “The Mariner’s Revenge Song.”
New Hazards of Love live album is... WOW /vpos
The Tain
The Decemberists
I married her, I carried her On the very same day I ferried her 'Cross the channel in the cold, dark water And in the evening how a chill had caught her And she looked so pale In our lateen sails Like a long white veil
Holy fucking shit Eunice, that's legitimately beautiful.
How I'm doing, expressed as Decemberists songs:
And I am a writer, writer of fictions
I am the heart that you call home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
I am a writer, I am all that you have home
And I've written pages upon pages
Trying to rid you from my bones
My bones
My bones
And if you don't love me, let me go
(And if you don't love me, let me go)
And if you don't love me, let me go
I wanna love somebody but I don't know how
I've been so long lonely and it's getting me down
I wanna throw my body in the river and drown
I wanna love somebody but I don't know how
I wanna love somebody but I don't know how
Each feather it fell from skin
Till threadbare while she grew thin
How were my eyes so blinded?
Each feather it fell from skin
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
And I will hang my head, hang my head low
So raise a glass to turnings of the season
And watch it as it arcs towards the sun
And you must bear your neighbor's burden within reason
And your labors will be borne when all is done
And nobody, nobody knows
Let the yoke fall from our shoulders
Don't carry it all don't carry it all
We are all our hands in holders
Beneath this bold and brilliant sun
just got woken up from my car ride nap by my dad shoving his phone at me while he drove and going “lemon play the bike song”
he meant apology song by the decemberists. which is, to be fair, about a stolen bike. but now i have to be awake and vibing to the decemberists instead of my nap
I had a dream last night that the Decemberists guy put out a new song that was him announcing the band was breaking up, but the song was also his like detailing his future career path, and it was an excruciatingly granular 13.5 minutes of him explaining to us in detail that he was going to become a world renowned marionette maker and like the steps he was going to take to complete this (step 1 was learn to spin flax to make his own cord, step 2 was learn whittling to create his own puppets, step 3 to make his own paints, etc etc. He was going for that vertical slice sort of thing) All the while someone was shouting in the background I DON'T WANNA BREAK UP and WHO'S GOING TO GET MY ACCORDION because apparently there was a custody battle happening for that?? But as it turned out the song was too much of a banger and people wouldn't let them quit and also he had like horrible arthritis in his hands that was preventing him from making the shit so they announced within the week that the band was actually back together and The Marionette Maker's Heart's Desire was like their new #1 hit