I don't know why but this song makes me so sad; maybe for the things I have done or have not done; or the things I wish I could of done. (Like being the guy in 119). Sadness simply makes a lot of sense. We learn so late about stuff. I have wasted years; you’ve wasted years; everyone has. Feeling sad shouldn’t make us desperate, rather more forgiving, kinder and better able to focus on what really matters, while there is still time. With all my Love, Natalie !!! -------- I wish I could of met you in my lifetime...Don
open.spotify.com/track/6QIMK1TeQa3PQEVECoDD3b?si=cQvrMRUNR4uMI2JYsV2bag edit: It just occurred to me not everyone has Spotify. It's a link to Natalie's song: Life is Sweet. I listen to it whenever I'm feeling down, it's like therapy. The words coupled with Natalie's sweet angel voice works wonders.
Aww, Don, you didn`t waste years. Not all of us come to this life to learn "everything". Life is like eating a big cake: we eat one piece at a time so we can enjoy it and feel all the subtle aromas. You have nothing to regret, you`ll have a lot of chances (read "lives") to learn/see/experience everything! We all have! Bless your heart!
Great comment Don. I have wasted years. This song takes me back 35 years - just met my wife then , still happy with that lady now . I'm almost 70 . Had a cerebral haemorrhage and cancer . But I still see big chances in the future . i've got big plans for the next couple of years . Sometimes it takes a whole life time to clarify what you were looking for . Your comment was amazing - thanks Don .
I finally saw her sing this beautiful song (solo as an encore) in a tiny venue in Yorkshire two nights ago. Thirty years on, her voice is just as beautiful as ever. Awesome is an overused word, but in this case, it doesn't really do justice to those two hours.
Portcullis Damn damn damn. Missed it by *that* much. :( I came to enjoy the song and was blissed out by this version. Hopefully Ms. M is in the UK a bit longer!
Yes, Ilkley on Tuesday 24th, Buxton (Wednesday 25th still a few second hand tickets left tonight for this one at reasonable prices if you search long enough online), Cambridge (28th), Oxford, Exeter, Gateshead plus one or two other dates left, but all are in small venues and sold out unless you search; well worth the effort though!
Her impact from the 80's to current woman in music is inspiring. Natalie set the bar to levels that even male singers cant touch. Even after 10K she continued to impact the music scene. A voice you can never get tired of, gives me chills every song every time. She is loved!
The man in 119 takes his tea all alone Mornings we all rise to wireless Verdi cries I'm hearing opera through the door The souls of men and women, impassioned all Their voices climb and fall, battle trumpets call I fill the bath and climb inside, singing He will not touch their pastry But every day they bring him more Gold from the breakfast tray, I steal them all away And then go, eat them on the shore I draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand Sing of a lover's fate sealed by jealous hate And wash my hand in the sea with just three days more I'd have just about learned the entire score to Aida Holidays must end as you know All is memory taken home with me The opera, the stolen tea, the sand drawing The verging sea all years ago Songwriters Natalie Merchant
This is my first time listen to this, and i dont know why, the maniacs werent só succeful in brazil, but myself as i good listen to great songs and singers i discovered to this, and i m so high for
A rare true pearl! One of the best songs I've ever heard in l my life! But such a sad song... my tears ate falling everywhere!!! A marvellous Natalie and her wonderful band at their top! Something Heavenly!!!
Had completely forgotten about this band until one of their songs ambushed me today: sprang into my head out of the blue and went go away. Damn, they were good.
This popped up on Pandora a few days ago. I've heard it a gillion times since childhood, but for unknown reasons it really took me aback... how young her voice is. I guess it's the passing of time playing with me.
this tour was the first concert I went to. She came out solo and played this on the piano for the encore. tracy chapman was supposed to open but she was sick and robyn hitchcock took her place (and was amazing).
The man in 119 takes his tea alone. Mornings we all rise to wireless Verdi cries. I'm hearing opera through the door. The souls of men and women, impassioned all. Their voices climb and fall; battle trumpets call. I fill the bath and climb inside, singing. He will not touch their pastry but every day they bring him more. Gold from the breakfast tray, I steal them all away and then go and eat them on the shore. I draw a jackal-headed woman in the sand, sing of a lover's fate sealed by jealous hate then wash my hand in the sea. With just three days more I'd have just about learned the entire score to Aida. Holidays must end as you know. All is memory taken home with me: the opera, the stolen tea, the sand drawing, the verging sea, all years ago.
No. It's a song Natalie wrote about an experience she had on holiday in Spain, where a fictional gentleman would listen to an opera every morning from room 119. :)
