"...If he was from Venus, would he feed us with a spoon?
If he was from Mars, wouldnt that be cool
Standing right on campus, would he stamp us in a pile?
Hangin' down in Memphis all the while
Children by the million sing for Alex Chilton when he comes 'round
They sing "I'm in love. What's that song?
I'm in love with that song."
Cerebral rape and pillage in a village of his choice.
Invisible man who can sing in a visible voice.
Feeling like a hundred bucks, exchange good lucks face to face.
Checkin' his stash by the trash at St. Mark's place.
I never travel far, without a little Big Star
Runnin' 'round the house, Mickey Mouse and the Tarot cards.
Falling asleep with a flop pop video on.
If he was from Venus, would he meet us on the moon?
If he died in Memphis, then that'd be cool, babe..."
Alex Chilton - The Replacements
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If he died in Memphis, then that'd be cool, babe..."
Bangkok
Alligator Man
Back of a car
The letter
September gurls
Bye Mr Chilton ...
"NIGHTIME" (Chilton)
At nightime, I go out and see the people
Air goes cool and hurrying on my way
And dressing so sweet, all the people to see
They're looking at me, all the people to see
And when I set my eyes on you
You look like a kitty
And when you're in the mood
Oh, you look so pretty
Caught a glance in your eyes
And fell through the skies
Glance in your eyes
And fell through the skies
I'm walking down the freezing street
Scarf goes out behind
You said, "Get them away"
Please don't say a word
Get me out of here
Get me out of here
I hate it here
Get me out of here
R.I.P. ALEX CHILTON ... i cant imagine a world without his music ... thank you and see you on the other side.
Putain, mister MR, j'ai découvert tardivement Chilton grâce à ce morceau des Replacements... si on m'avait dit qu'un jour ça me ferait vraiment braire d'en lire les paroles ici ! J'étais de nouveau en pleine immersion dans son univers musical (c'est récurent chez moi -tout comme pour le gang du Westerberg, d'ailleurs) grâce aux récents posts de Twilightzone quand la nouvelle est tombée.
Chier. Merde. Moral en berne depuis.
Anonymoussalex
Une putain de perte! Je ne vois pas trop ce qui aurait pu me rendre plus triste... C'était peut-être bien le GRAND dernier. Par contre, la crise cardiaque en tondant son gazon, c'est tout Chilton: l'art du contre-pied, la déception assumée (je l'ai vu un paquet de fois en concert et ça manquait parfois d'envie...) J'essaie de rire un peu mais je suis vraiment triste: Box Top-Big Star-Solo = Bilan parfait! Chapeau bas Mr Chilton!
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