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Soundgarden
Room A Thousand Years Wide
Tune down to D. 6/4 time.
| e e e e q q e e e |
G-:---------------2-2-2-| (I realize it doesn't add up to 6, but trust me--
D-:-0-0-0-0-0-2-0-------| ride the open D until it fits, and then play
the other notes. It *is* in 6)
Sent by Christopher Kush (birdman@casbah.acns.nwu.edu). #---------------------------------PLEASE NOTE----------------------------------##This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the ##song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research. ##------------------------------------------------------------------------------#
Taken from The BassMasta -- http://www.bassmasta.net
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Galen Wanna Be |
#1 by Galen at May 31, 1992 at 8:40 PM EST |
| ha ha ha ha ha. Good one, sommy. This song seems to play with the concepts of onotogical, or our inner experince of time, and 'clock' time. To me this song means a lot. I was bottoming out from a drug addiction and the whole thing about, having something inside you that lives/sees while you are in denial or are dead in some metahporical way really helped me. It was like having a religious experience, listening to those lyrics, cause they really verbalised my 'reality'. It speaks to me of time lost to the addiction "all these years will not begin" and of a tomorrow that never arrives "tomorrow begat! tomorow!". The lies, the false opportunites "a thousand doors, a thousand lies". The grind of addiction, it was a period that seemed to be "a thousand years wide". With no recess! It was like being traped in a big room. And the sense of disbelief as encapsulated by the lines "all these years can not be mine". That's exactly what I used to think while I was in my addiction: this can't be my life. I walked " in the cold sun and rain", that is to say, no matter what my life looked like externally, I was cold, always, because of the addiction. And towards the end of my using, I thought that all my hopes "(would) not begin". Thats what I read into it at the time. Like I said, in the convalesence of withdrawl, a lot of things seem like religious experiences, what I'm saying now, is that this was one of mine, and it was so awesome that I just had to share it with you. Thanks for reading my rave! | |
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pepper Wanna Be |
#2 by pepper at Jun 12, 1992 at 9:34 PM EST |
| will somebody please tell me the meaning of this song? | |
