Rolling Stones, Beast of Burden<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n Jackson Browne, The Load Out<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n The Band, The Weight<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n To sully this great song with a reference to Fani Willis would be criminal.<\/span><\/p>\n Allman Bros., Not My Cross to Bear<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n ZZ Top, Got Me Under Pressure<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n Jeff Beck and ZZ Top, Sixteen Tons<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n Tom Waits, Shiver Me Timbers<\/a>. The clue to the meaning of this great song lies in the reference to Jack London's Martin Eden<\/em>.<\/span><\/p>\n Jackson Browne. The Pretender<\/a>. This one goes out to Darci M and the summer of '78.<\/span><\/p>\n Bob Dylan, Not Dark Yet<\/a><\/span><\/p>\n Shadows are falling, and I've been here all day<\/span> It's not dark yet, but it's getting there<\/span><\/p>\n Well, my sense of humanity, has gone down the drain<\/span> It's not dark yet, but it's getting there<\/span><\/p>\n Well, I've been to London, and I've been to gay Paris<\/span> It's not dark yet, but it's getting there<\/span><\/p>\n I was born here, and I'll die here, against my will<\/span> It's not dark yet, but it's getting there<\/span><\/p>\n <\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Rolling Stones, Beast of Burden Jackson Browne, The Load Out The Band, The Weight To sully this great song with a reference to Fani Willis would be criminal. Allman Bros., Not My Cross to Bear ZZ Top, Got Me Under Pressure Jeff Beck and ZZ Top, Sixteen Tons Tom Waits, Shiver Me Timbers. The clue to the meaning of this … Continue reading “Saturday Night at the Oldies: Burdens, Loads, Weights, and Weltschmerz<\/i>“<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[18],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-904","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-music"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/904","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=904"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/904\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=904"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=904"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=904"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}
It's too hot to sleep, and time is running away<\/span>
Feel like my soul has, turned into steel<\/span>
I've still got the scars, that the sun didn't heal<\/span>
There's not even room enough, to be anywhere<\/span><\/p>\n
Behind every beautiful thing, there's been some kind of pain<\/span>
She wrote me a letter, and she wrote it so kind<\/span>
She put down in writing, what was in her mind<\/span>
I just don't see why I should even care<\/span><\/p>\n
I've followed the river, and I got to the sea<\/span>
I've been down on the bottom, of a world full of lies<\/span>
I ain't lookin for nothing, in anyone's eyes<\/span>
Sometimes my burden is more than I can bear<\/strong><\/span><\/p>\n
I know it looks like I'm moving, but I'm standing still<\/span>
Every nerve in my body, is so naked and numb<\/span>
I can't even remember what it was, I came here to get away from<\/span>
Don't even hear a murmur of a prayer<\/span><\/p>\n