So dig up your bone, exhume your pinecone, Sadie. That line brings me close to tears. Knowing that this song is about death, specifically about her dog, and how sad she looks when she sings it.
This song used to make me cry every time I heard it, lol. I guess I've grown accustomed to it now but the first like 20 listens I would cry, every time.
Just came back to watch this, and was surprised to see my own comment. At that time, I would have just recently gotten my cat, who passed away 3 years ago now. This song already made me sad but now it's a whole different thing. Much sadder, yes- but more beautiful, too.
@@Martdogg3000I’m sorry about your cat. I always thought this song was so beautiful so I named my cat Sadie. She’s 14 now and hopefully still has many years to come but I know when she does pass I probably won’t even be able to listen to this.
He shouts "Peach, Pear, Plum!" as though he were requesting her to play that song next. Oddly enough, he botches the order of the fruit. The song title is "Peach, Plum, Pear."
you either love her or hate her... i m glad i m one of them that loves her lol. i love this song so much (though it is a sad song) i had to name my daughter after it ;)
Listen to the way she phrases some melodic passages whilst playing some complicated poly rhythmic harp - unlike any other sound I've heard. Put that together with some deeply affecting lyrics. It's too much - I've never really got over this one. Forget technicalitie , this is such a powerful performance. I was taken aback rather abruptly when I first heard it on record and still haven't really absorbed it properly as there's something slippery about its emotional punch.
Sadie, white coat You carry me home And bury this bone And take this pine-cone Bury this bone to gnaw on it later; Gnawing on the telephone And 'till then, we pray and suspend The notion that these lives do never end And all day long we talk about mercy: Lead me to water, Lord, I sure am thirsty Down in the ditch where I nearly served you Up in the clouds where he almost heard you And all that we built And all that we breathed And all that we spilt, or pulled up like weeds Is piled up in back And it burns irrevocably (And we spoke up in turns 'Till the silence crept over me) And bless you And I deeply do No longer resolute oh And I call to you But the water Got so cold And you do lose What you don't hold This is an old song, these are old blues And this is not my tune, but it's mine to use And the seabirds where the fear once grew Will flock with a fury And they will bury what'd come for you And down where I darn with the milk-eyed mender You and I, and a love so tender Stretched on a hoop where I stitch - this adage: "Bless our house and its heart so savage" And all that I want And all that I need And all that I've got is scattered like seed And all that I knew is moving away from me (And all that I know is blowing Like tumbleweed) And the mealy worms In the brine will burn In a salty pyre Among the fauns and ferns And the love we hold And the love we spurn Will never grow cold Only taciturn And I'll tell you tomorrow Sadie, go on home now And bless those who've sickened below And bless us who've chosen so And all that I've got And all that I need I tie in a knot and I lay at your feet And I have not forgot, but a silence crept over me (So dig up your bone Exhume your pine-cone, my Sadie)
When this was released I was busy being a 12 year old goth kid and listening to Slipknot and Cradle of filth. In my defense, the only music I had was what I could burn off of my friends. RU-vid was ridiculously slow back then.
She seems to have pace issues with her older songs, especially Sadie. Maybe shes used to playing them with a metronome, like she often did with book of right on in the early lives?
I saw her the first time last year on dishnet and haven't been able to catch any performances since. Thanks for uploading this. She is a diamond in the world of music.
And this is old and it is BETTER than allllll these new songs of her, unfortunately. I don't know... maybe it's not quite easy to produce such greatness often
Gustavo De Faria each of her albums is an absolute masterpiece in its own unique way, she is consistently earnest and humble in the way that she writes and has thus far not fallen victim to any conceit of her own status or ability, as so many artists do. she writes differently for sure, but just as beautifully and honestly as she did when she first began, and she still has that same magical quality, the capacity to craft amazingly complex pieces that each sit in their own world of stunning imagery and detail. she is without a doubt one of the greatest songwriters of our day. but to each their own.
