Jason Isbell - Streetlights Recorded Live: 10/20/2011 - Living Room (New York, NY) Subscribe to Paste on RU-vid: goo.gl/AU2nKB Visit Paste Magazine: www.pastemagazi...
This is my favorite example of Jason's songwriting prowess. Just a typical song about a sad-sack drunk....until you get to that last verse. Out of nowhere, a shot to the soul. "Close your eyes and remember this. It won't be back again, it's almost gone. Even times that don't seem like much will be your only crutch when you're alone. Time moves slow when you're seventeen and then it picks up steam at twenty-one. Pretty soon you'll remember when you could remember when you loved someone."
It is really amazing what he can do within the space of a song. His songs are like reading a good book, within the first verse I usually have a crystal clear mental image of what is happening. He's even using the music to help set the mood with the odd discordant note.
To my family, if you see this after I'm gone, I want this video played at my celebration of life, on a little tv next to my urn, running on a loop at full volume. Thank you Jason Isbell.
Close your eyes and remember this It won't be back again, it's almost gone Even times that don't seem like much Will be your only crutch when you're alone Time moves slow when you're seventeen And then it picks up steam at twenty-one Pretty soon you'll remember When you could remember when you loved someone ❤️
Where's that angel with dirty knees who wasn't hard to please when we first met? She don't act like she needs me now and she don't even seem to be upset. Maybe I cover too much ground, I've been from town to town since I grew up. Could my dreams take up too much space? I'll never find a place that's big enough. The chairs go up on the bar now, and the table lights go black, So I order one last double and start calling people back. Marc sounds good, he's been working hard. Couldn't punch a card to save his life. Says he's glad that he quit the road, he says he's getting old, he missed his wife. Little Em's been asleep since nine, I'm sure she's doing fine, she always is. Dad won't answer his phone at night, but I guess that's alright, the place is his. The chairs are up on the bar now and they're asking me to leave, So I give the girl a bill and start rolling down my sleeves. In my pocket directions back across the railroad tracks to where I crash. Maybe I should wave down a car, I won't be going far, and I have cash. Think I blocked just a park away, but I can't really say, it's been all night. How I wish you would call me here, but you just disappeared, it wasn't right. And the streetlights help a little, but they're barely half alive I don't feel much like walking and I sure as hell can't drive. Close your eyes and remember this. It won't be back again, it's almost gone. Even times that don't seem like much will be your only crutch when you're alone. Time moves slow when you're seventeen and then it picks up steam at twenty-one. Pretty soon you'll remember when you could remember when you loved someone
Jason isbell forgets more lyrics in a dream than the dress up kids like luke Bryan or Blake Shelton have their whole fake ass career...Jason doesn't need a costume or a Stetson hat.... He is a song writer and a story teller. Take notes from the manufacturer of the best music of the day
My god. Just when you think you’ve seen it all from Isbell, you find this. “Even times that don’t seem like much will be your only crutch when you’re alone.” Wow
Me and my fiance are sitting on our terrace in the countryside of Hungary sipoing our coffees getting goosebumps over the lyrics of this song. Its a blessing to live in a time where we can have these songs with us even here on the other side of the world. Thank you so much!
Wow! This amazing performance have only about 6000 views! Maybe there is too much noise in the music industry that best diamonds don`t always shine the way they truly deserve. At the end of day that does`t matter, because I love this and many others will probably agree when they will eventually found this. Greetings from Finland! Unique and talented music will never die, because time will only make it better :)
this song found me when i didnt even know i needed it, now everytime i hear it i think back to those times and want to cry and give myself a hug. what a powerful, masterful piece of art. Isbell is astronomically underappreciated and what a shame that is to the world.
I’ve never heard him play this live. My goal is to hit the lottery then blow it on a Jason private porch concert for family and friends. Don’t 😂because I will be taking names
I am a massive jason isbell fan. He's unbelievable. But this here. Is masterful storytelling. Coming from someone who has faced his own demons , lost and fought again. I tear up every time I listen to this song. I wish I could personally thank him. My absolute favorite isbell song.
“Close your eyes and remember this. It won't be back again, it's almost gone. Even times that don't seem like much will be your only crutch when you're alone. Time moves slow when you're seventeen and then it picks up steam at twenty-one. Pretty soon you'll remember when you could remember when you loved someone” Damn
"Allright Jason we've got 8 amps on stage, pianos, drums, and other various stuff. How much of it do you need hooked up for your performance??" Jason: "Just have me a mic stand and plenty of Kleenex for the audience."
This lyrical masterpiece is Jason at his absolute best. I’m listening in August of 2020 & that last verse still hits like a ton of bricks after all these years!
Is it possible to love and hate this so much at the same time? Too close to the truth, it hurts and it feels hard like a smack. Love the sound and your voice sounds like I'm busy talking to you over the bar room din. Maybe that is why I love it. It's like a personal conversation at the end of the bar....between me and you. My my.
"Could my dreams, take up too much space, I'll never find a place that's big enough" - this line says so much, doesn't it? Since stumbling across Isbell a few weeks ago through a RU-vid comment on a Sturgill Simpson song (how grateful I am for that comment now) he has become my favorite artist. His songwriting and passionately performed songs are what has captured me. I cling to hope that this recent trickling in of truly talented artists, like Isbell and Sturgill, back into the country/folk genre revives it from the dormant stage of authenticity that has been criminally infiltrated by whatever the hell Florida Georgia Line is considered.
He's brilliant and his voice is gold. I also just stumbled across Isbell very recently. I will see him in concert soon and am too excited for words! I don't consider myself a fan of contemporary/pop country and had to reply to you because your last sentence cracked me up! (However, Isbell and also Chris Stapleton may be turning me a bit more country than I've ever been!)
I could pick so many. "close your eyes and remember this it wont be back again its almost gone even times that don't seem like much will be your only crutch when you're alone" Crushing
It's cool to listen to the background noise over the course of this video. The room is full of chatter and drinks clinking as Jason starts, and the crowd is drawn into a mesmerized silence by the end.
He one of the most talented musicians I have ever seen. Incredible songwriting aside, this is hard to play on guitar without singing let alone playing it with a regular pick and singing
Where's that angel with dirty knees who wasn't hard to please when we first met? She don't act like she needs me now and she don't even seem to be upset. Maybe I cover too much ground, I've been from town to town since I grew up. Could my dreams take up too much space? I'll never find a place that's big enough. The chairs go up on the bar now, and the table lights go black, So I order one last double and start calling people back. Marc sounds good, he's been working hard. Couldn't punch a card to save his life. Says he's glad that he quit the road, he says he's getting old, he missed his wife. Little Em's been asleep since nine, I'm sure she's doing fine, she always is. Dad won't answer his phone at night, but I guess that's alright, the place is his. The chairs are up on the bar now and they're asking me to leave, So I give the girl a bill and start rolling down my sleeves. In my pocket directions back across the railroad tracks to where I crash. Maybe I should wave down a car, I won't be going far, and I have cash. Think I blocked just a park away, but I can't really say, it's been all night. How I wish you would call me here, but you just disappeared, it wasn't right. And the streetlights help a little, but they're barely half alive I don't feel much like walking and I sure as hell can't drive. Close your eyes and remember this. It won't be back again, it's almost gone. Even times that don't seem like much will be your only crutch when you're alone. Time moves slow when you're seventeen and then it picks up steam at twenty-one. Pretty soon you'll remember when you could remember when you loved someone
One word... Brilliant... I had given up on music until I seen Jason Isbell on Austin City Limits... "Cover Me Up" and the story behind it is one of the most beautiful stories of victory I've heard and I'm so proud of him for "swearing off that stuff forever" so he could reflect on the life he lived from a real perspective... Thanks Jason Isbell... You helped me through a lot of hard times brother.
That are some heavy lyrics.. straight into the feels my man Close your eyes and remember this. It won't be back again, it's almost gone. Even times that don't seem like much will be your only crutch when you're alone. Time moves slow when you're seventeen and then it picks up steam at twenty-one. Pretty soon you'll remember when you could remember when you loved someone
This is hands down on of the most beautiful songs of a seemingly average night alone with what seems to be a lame show (in the story) and a lost time for Isbell...yet its a masterpiece. Phenomenal
Such a great song. I don’t love the production on this record though. For example, I like this live version 10x more than both versions of the song on the record. Im pretty sure this album was pre good job-Dave Cobb.
He played support for ryan adams in auckland a couple came in just as he sang his last song danko they said to each other gee we shouldve come earlier he sounded great who was he?? i turned and said to them hes jason isbell one of the greatest singer songwriters on the planet bar none!!
Where's that angel with dirty knees who wasn't hard to please when we first met? She don't act like she needs me now and she don't even seem to be upset. Maybe I cover too much ground, I've been from town to town since I grew up. Could my dreams take up too much space? I'll never find a place that's big enough. The chairs go up on the bar now, and the table lights go black, So I order one last double and start calling people back. Marc sounds good, he's been working hard. Couldn't punch a card to save his life. Says he's glad that he quit the road, he says he's getting old, he missed his wife. Little Em's been asleep since nine, I'm sure she's doing fine, she always is. Dad won't answer his phone at night, but I guess that's alright, the place is his. The chairs are up on the bar now and they're asking me to leave, So I give the girl a bill and start rolling down my sleeves. In my pocket directions back across the railroad tracks to where I crash. Maybe I should wave down a car, I won't be going far, and I have cash. Think I blocked just a park away, but I can't really say, it's been all night. How I wish you would call me here, but you just disappeared, it wasn't right. And the streetlights help a little, but they're barely half alive I don't feel much like walking and I sure as hell can't drive. Close your eyes and remember this. It won't be back again, it's almost gone. Even times that don't seem like much will be your only crutch when you're alone. Time moves slow when you're seventeen and then it picks up steam at twenty-one. Pretty soon you'll remember when you could remember when you loved someone
*“Think I blocked just a park away”* trumps the last two lines of the song IMO. Like holy shit what a line. Possibly my favorite line of Jason’s and that’s saying A LOT.
Hi Ryne, this line was created by mistake while performing and when a girl told him she liked the line he left it in the song permanently. You can see his explanation of this in the "must-see" documentary, "Bluebird". The documentary is about a long-standing Nashville cafe that offers a chance for new songwriters a chance to perform their songs in front of a small cafe crowd in a very unique "gather with your friends" environment you won't see anywhere else. Very hard to get seats in this place now because the show "Nashville" publicized it to a bucket list item for many people.
Part of the more-or-less normal crowd I know on twitter, cuz we watch the same kinda TV news etc, tweeted this. I immediately added it to my own personal RU-vid playlist. (If you aren't building your own... trust me - its therapeutic.)
Man it just don't seem right to give him such a small group of people, He just deserves more than that! that's all!! I'll not say more as I close the door, I got to go make the call.....
Where's that angel with dirty knees who wasn't hard to please when we first met? She don't act like she needs me now and she don't even seem to be upset. Maybe I cover too much ground, I've been from town to town since I grew up. Could my dreams take up too much space? I'll never find a place that's big enough. The chairs go up on the bar now, and the table lights go black, So I order one last double and start calling people back. Marc sounds good, he's been working hard. Couldn't punch a card to save his life. Says he's glad that he quit the road, he says he's getting old, he missed his wife. Little Em's been asleep since nine, I'm sure she's doing fine, she always is. Dad won't answer his phone at night, but I guess that's alright, the place is his. The chairs are up on the bar now and they're asking me to leave, So I give the girl a bill and start rolling down my sleeves. In my pocket directions back across the railroad tracks to where I crash. Maybe I should wave down a car, I won't be going far, and I have cash. Think I blocked just a park away, but I can't really say, it's been all night. How I wish you would call me here, but you just disappeared, it wasn't right. And the streetlights help a little, but they're barely half alive I don't feel much like walking and I sure as hell can't drive. Close your eyes and remember this. It won't be back again, it's almost gone. Even times that don't seem like much will be your only crutch when you're alone. Time moves slow when you're seventeen and then it picks up steam at twenty-one. Pretty soon you'll remember when you could remember when you loved someone
Jason and his wife do well but , like Swift, his copy worked for a few songs he wrote, supported by some other artist’s through the popularity surge and now they are simply doing free-flowing verse and …while interesting…a bit pragmatic and repetitious…and non musical
My man you are in no position to be critiquing anybody's lyrics, let alone Jason Isbell's - this comment sounds like it was run through Google Translate about 6 times. Either English isn't your first language or you're having a stroke, and regardless of which of those two is true, I think you'd enjoy listening to Morgan Wallen more than Jason Isbell, so why don't you just go on and do that
This performance reminds me a lot of Richard Thompson in the picking and the heartbreaking lyrics ru-vid.com/video/%D0%B2%D0%B8%D0%B4%D0%B5%D0%BE-HApy-Xoix-g.html
