"Goin' Out West" by Tom Waits from the album 'Bone Machine,' 1992 Directed by Jesse Dylan Official Site: www.tomwaits.com/ Official Store: tomwaitsstore.com/ Facebook: / tomwaits Twitter: / tomwaits #tomwaits #bonemachine
I miss this comment from the unofficial upload, so here it is: "This song put chest hair on my chest hair." ... Edit: Just for the record, *I didn't remove anything from before the edit* (all of that is still above,) but I'd like to say something else. This song played in a dream where either I nearly went to hell, or I saw from the perspective from someone who almost did. I or he (I'm not sure who, but I'll say "he" for now) was in a dark room in *his* house, and he was trying to combat that evil room, I think. (Don't laugh, dream logic is not awake logic.) Maybe he attempted to stop a hell hole from forming in the room? But he wasn't doing the right thing to do it, he was supposed to pray. Then the hand of hell dragged either me or him closer, but for some reason it let go after 3 to 10 seconds, but those few seconds were more than tumultuous. I don't think there's a more distressing nightmare I've had in my life, except the _other_ dream where I jumped off a cliff to hell - but that other one was after going in a direction while awake that I now _really_ think I DON'T belong with.* As for ideas for what the lyric could mean: "Going out West" of course can mean "Going to the Wild West" (and there are many troubles in that kind of place,) but the West is (to state the obvious) where the sun goes down. Sun goes down = "sun goes down on your life" = "death." So it goes with Egypt and their ancient religion, right? "Going out west" could also potentially mean a more ancient form of "going south." Or at least, it could potentially mean that in some contexts. Not all lyrics need to be taken just in one singular way, after all. I say that "going out west could mean going south" because *North has not always been at the top of a map.* That only became satandardized (wait, what, I thought I was saying "Standardized?" That's quite a typo, _if it's an error at all)_ after 1500 AD. China had it North, Islam had it South, Christians had it East which was where the sun came up from and still comes up from. Personally, I like the East version better - it seems to make me think more about focusing on living, instead of having the "top of the world" (the north pole) as a land of deadly cold freezing weather. ... * If you're wondering what I meant by "after going in a direction that I now _really_ think I DON'T belong in," well... _I'm not made to be gay at all._ I don't "hate gays," and I've not been in bed with anyone, but I ventured out to fictional cartoon gay pornland on at least two rare occasions, *and I found that it dramatically did not work.* And so, on purpose, I don't want to return there at all. Who listens to dreams if they go against their beliefs and actions? Me, at least sometimes. When they're violently terrifying, that appears to be one way to catch my attention.
Tom is the only kind of secret worth knowing. It's like being in a small club and knowing the secret handshake that gives you access to the good stuff. Thanks for the music Tom.
weird thing about Closing Time is that i listen to the song repeatedly and yet for some reason never, ever remember the name of the band. Even now, im sitting here, trying so hard to remember...and cant. Yet i could sing the entire song word for word
I never forget when I first started listening to Tom Waits and couldn’t get over the fact that the same guy who made Martha “ no Superman/Batman jokes please.. but seriously why wasn’t there a joke where this song could be used.. oh boy people and their lack of imagination but anyway “ and Big In Japan.. it’s so wtf as it gets.. 🤔
@Howard Pearcey im well aware of the robert johnson mythology, but what does that have to do with anything? we all miss the mark sometimes howard move on.....
The song is a clear parody of a certain type of masculinity yet the number of men here that think it's "badass" or positive cool is amusing and fascinating. He's ridiculing men who speak this way. It's the Steelworker of the 90s. "I know Karate, Voodoo too" is ridiculous hyperbole. The character he's singing is a bullshit artist who thinks he's big shit when he's not.
@@taranullius9221There's no need for patronizing people just for liking the song for what it is; despite the fact that Tom Waits wrote this ironically. It reminds me of how Song 2 was written by Blur to mock American grunge but people really like that song as it is despite its original purpose. Their intentions backfired in a good way lol.
Anywhere Tom goes, they'll appreciate him. I remember reading an interview with him back in the late 70's/early 80's. The last thing Tom told the writer was to, " Never go to bed with a woman who has more problems than you do". Sage advice never forgotten.
@@Schrodj1 It's been years since I've been but the Abbey is a great spot. Snake & Jake's, the Saint. Maple Leaf on Tues nights for Rebirth Brass Band was always a treat. Hard to say with certainty since it's been so long but that's a start.
So because it's in black and white like only one of Lynch's films that makes this video something Lynch would do? OK right because Lynch is the only person ever to make a movie in black and white amirite? 😒😯
@ӨΛDЯIΛX Industrial I listen lot of heavy metal bands, I have a big discography at home, not only heavy, black, death, etc. I refer Tom waits it's attitude, not heavy metal Music.
When I watched this video with a friend, he was very confused. For years listening to me playing Tom Waits tunes at my place, he had always thought he was a huge black dude.
Why do I get the feeling that this was one of those songs that was composed and written in a very short time? It's like it perfectly captures a very particular mood or state of mind.
Definitely feel you. Reminds me of that feeling you get when you've had a good buzz or high interrupted by the cruelties of reality, and instead of being crushed the chemical soup in your brain just makes you decided to fuck life harder than its ever even considered fucking you. Makes me remember deciding to fight existence itself one night back when I was all strung out, depressed, and pissed off. Since then, I've kept that attitude of fighting no matter how rough shit gets, and that attitude is probably one of the few reasons I'm not still a fuckin pill head or a corpse.
this made me realize two thing: 1) this feels like something they should play in mad max, and 2) tom would fit perfect in a mad max movie. he's practically dressed for it here
“We got a lot of new faces tonight” *laughter* “That means a lot of you have been breaking the first two rules of fights club!” *everyone pissing their pants*
In France, few people like jazz or blues, and even fewer like your musical universe. Even in Paris, there is no place to listen to blues, It's torture for the soul to live here. So I'm really grateful to you for existing. Thank you Tom Waits.
I write a bit and the line “I’m gonna make myself available to you,” absolutely kills me. It’s got rythym, and complexity yet it’s simple. Tough to explain but I love that line.
Tom has turned my most cherished of phrases, that is one....."how do angels get to sleep when the devil leaves his porchlight on" and "the suns coming up, riding with lady luck, the freeway cars and trucks, stars beginning to fade" being the other two. Best lyrics ever written!
If Tom hadn't run into an old piano and a jockey fulla bourbon early in live, he woulda turned into one of the loudest hard rocking punkers you'd ever meet
Well I'm goin' out west Where the wind blows tall 'Cause Tony Franciosa Used to date my ma They got some money out there They're giving it away I'm gonna do what I want And I'm gonna get paid Do what I want And I'm gonna get paid Little brown sausages Lying in the sand I ain't no extra baby I'm a leading man Well, my parole officer Will be proud of me With my Olds 88 And the devil on a leash I know karate, Voodoo too I'm gonna make myself available to you I don't need no make up I got real scars I got hair on my chest I look good without a shirt Well I don't lose my composure In a high speed chase Well my friends think I'm ugly I got a masculine face I got some dragstrip courage I can really drive a bed I'm gonna change my name to Hannibal Or maybe just Rex I know karate, Voodoo too I'm gonna make myself available to you I don't need no make up I got real scars I got hair on my chest I look good without a shirt I'm gonna drive all night Take some speed I'm gonna wait for the sun To shine down on me I cut a hole in my roof The shape of a heart And I'm goin' out west Where they'll appreciate me Goin' out west Goin' out west
@@anthonyparker3569 Christ, I'm not far behind you, in terms of units and time. I guess I should be careful. But thank you very kindly for giving me an honest reply. I really appreciate it, and I hope you're doing OK. Best of luck mate.
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Sounds too much like like Howlin' Wolf and Captain Beefheart to be completely "original". That doesn't mean I don't think he's great, it's just that those roots are definitely showing.
Gentlemen, welcome to FIGHT CLUB! #1 Rule about Fight Club is... you do not talk about Fight Club. #2 Rule of Fight Club is.... YOU DO NOT TALK ABOUT FIGHT CLUB! #3 Rule of Fight Club: Third rule of Fight Club: Someone yells "Stop!", goes limp, taps out, the fight is over. #4 Rule: Only two guys to a fight. #5 Rule: One fight at a time, fellas. #6 Rule: No shirts, no shoes. #7 Rule: Fights will go on as long as they have to. And the 8th and final rule: If this is your first night at Fight Club, you have to fight.
Well I'm goin' out west Where the wind blows tall 'Cause Tony Franciosa Used to date my ma They got some money out there They're giving it away I'm gonna do what I want Do what I want And I'm gonna get paid Little brown sausages Lying in the sand I ain't no extra baby I'm a leading man Well my parole officer Will be proud of me With my Olds 88 And the devil on a leash My Olds 88 And the devil on a leash Well I know karate, Voodoo too I'm gonna make myself available to you I don't need no make up I got real scars I got hair on my chest I look good without a shirt Well I don't lose my composure In a high speed chase Well my friends think I'm ugly I got a masculine face I got some dragstrip courage I can really drive a bed I'm gonna change my name To Hannibal or maybe Just Rex Change my name to Hannibal Or maybe just Rex I'm gonna drive all night Take some speed I'm gonna wait for the sun To shine down on me I cut a hole in my roof In the shape of a heart And I'm goin' out west Where they'll appreciate me Goin' out west Goin' out west
I have listened to Tom since his first songs. He is as fine a writer as Dylan, in my opinion. His variety is virtually unlimited. It's a shame that so few people know about him. He has also been in movies. If you don't like a song he did keep searching as he did so many varieties of music.
I saw Tom in the seventies. I sat in the balcony with an old lady. She had a jar and shared with me. I hated the NY comedian that started the show. I started yelling at him and he threatened to kill me. A perfect way to start a Waits concert. He was amazing!
Well I'm goin' out west Where the wind blows tall 'Cause Tony Franciosa Used to date my ma They got some money out there They're giving it away I'm gonna do what I want Do what I want And I'm gonna get paid
I had this on about 5 hours after watching fucking "Robots" while stoned with my flat Didnt even notice its the same bloke singing this and "Underground" What a voice
I watched Jojo Rabbit the other day and heard a song it was “ Tom Waits I don’t want to grow up “ I’ve never heard of this guy and I wished I would have a long time ago!!!!
I have loved "your voice" for years. My question is: when will my voice be heard, much less loved? My hometown ended up eating my service and my love. It stole music from my lips. Now, it's just the earlessness that steals my voice from the world. That's not a life... it never has been, and yet I keep living it and hoping someone will care enough to even ASK me to hear it over a phone... anyone with a heart to mean something, even to one small person.
