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Miles Agee

everything else is just a train wreck...

About Me

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===Ne mi quitte pas=== Jacques brelNe me quitte pas Il faut oublier Tout peut soublier Qui senfuit dj Oublier le temps Des malentendus Et le temps perdu A savoir comment Oublier ces heures Qui tuaient parfois A coups de pourquoi Le coeur du bonheurNe me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pasMoi je toffrirai Des perles de pluie Venues de pays Oþ il ne pleut pas Je creuserai la terre Jusquaprs ma mort Pour couvrir ton corps Dor et de lumire Je ferai un domaine Oþ lamour sera roi Oþ lamour sera loi Oþ tu seras reineNe me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pasJe tinventerai Des mots insenss Que tu comprendras Je te parlerai De ces amants-l Qui ont vu deux fois Leurs coeurs sembraser Je te raconterai Lhistoire de ce roi Mort de navoir pas Pu te rencontrerNe me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pasOn a vu souvent Rejaillir le feu De lancien volcan Quon croyait trop vieux Il est parat-il Des terres brules Donnant plus de bl Quun meilleur avril Et quand vient le soir Pour quun ciel flamboie Le rouge et le noir Ne spousent-ils pasNe me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pasNe me quitte pas Je ne vais plus pleurer Je ne vais plus parler Je me cacherai l A te regarder Danser et sourire Et tcouter Chanter et puis rire Laisse-moi devenir Lombre de ton ombre Lombre de ta main Lombre de ton chienNe me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas Ne me quitte pas ============================================================ =========================================I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, you were talking so brave and so sweet, giving me head on the unmade bed, while the limousines wait in the street. Those were the reasons and that was New York, we were running for the money and the flesh. And that was called love for the workers in song probably still is for those of them left. Ah but you got away, didn't you babe, you just turned your back on the crowd, you got away, I never once heard you say, I need you, I don't need you, I need you, I don't need you and all of that jiving around.I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel you were famous, your heart was a legend. You told me again you preferred handsome men but for me you would make an exception. And clenching your fist for the ones like us who are oppressed by the figures of beauty, you fixed yourself, you said, "Well never mind, we are ugly but we have the music."And then you got away, didn't you babe...I don't mean to suggest that I loved you the best, I can't keep track of each fallen robin. I remember you well in the Chelsea Hotel, that's all, I don't even think of you that often.====================================================== ===============================================Walking past my lover's house Bitter taste still in my mouth Too much whiskey, too much smoke Last night's tears hang on my coat But now the rain has stopped its fall Streets shine like a mirror ball Sun comes on, it's just enough Watch the flower's waking upIt's washing day It's washing day Colors run and they fade away It's washing day It's washing day Feel the threads like new againBig machines all in a row Mother with her child in tow Change old paper for silver coins Lose myself in all this noise Wake up from a peaceful rest Counting down, one minute left Cotton stops its jog in place I hold it warm against my faceIt's washing day It's washing day Colors run and they fade away It's washing day It's washing day Feel the threads like new againWhat's this in my dungarees In my back pocket, curled and creased My old notebook, filled with you Our secrets now just streaks of blue It's all a mess, but beautiful This emptiness, a gift I hold I write a poem with you in mind And leave the memories behind I leave the memories behindIt's washing day It's washing day Colors run and they fade away It's washing day It's washing day Feel the threads like new again
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Member Since: 10/28/2005
Band Members: Music was my refuge. I could crawl into the space between the notes and curl my back to loneliness. Maya Angelou =================================================== I can't stand to sing the same song the same way two nights in succession, let alone two years or ten years. If you can, then it ain't music, it's close-order drill or exercise or yodeling or something, not music. Billy Holiday===================================================== ================================== and of these cut- throat busted sunsets, these cold and damp white mornings I have grown weary. if though my cracked and dusted dime-store lips I spoke these words out loud would no one hear me? lay your blouse across the chair, let fall the flowers from from your hair and kiss me with that country mouth, so plain. outside, the rain is tapping on the leaves, to me it sounds like they're applauding us the the quiet love we made. will I always feel this way? so empty, so estranged=================================================== ======Angels fall from heaven, or so the story goes. But I believe they saunter out of blond brick buildings wearing black jackets and red Docs. They do not glide through the air with a halo over flowing golden hair, but swagger over cracked pavement, hiding their wings under graying old jackets. They keep their wings duct taped down and never reveal a smile until the moment is right. Angels strum guitars and sing about old cars. They do not pluck on the strings of harps, but tenderly pizzicato on the strings of my heart. ---Ann the Pirate
Influences: Bob Dylan, first and foremost its always been Dylan, he's written the soundtrack to my life. Elliott Smith, Jeff Buckley, Tim Buckley, Paul Simon, Jim Croce, Joni Mitchel, Zoey Palmer, Shooter Jennings, Waylon Jennings, Amos Lee, Al green, Otis Redding, Prince, Bjork, Jim Morrison, Janis Joplin, Joann Parton, Racheal Pollard, Allen Ginsburg, LINZI, Nina Simone, Billy Holiday, John Coletrain, Q not U, Murder by Death, The Blue Seeds, Damian Rice, Sui Jorge,Hank Williams, Blonde redhead, the moldy peaches, cat power, the velvet underground, The Pixies, Aimee Mann, The Pogues, Jaques brel, Racheal, Jake Vegas, Hearts Alone, self, the matts, pants earth, Phil Ochs, Fiona Apple, The Cranberries, David Bowie, sublime, Sonic Youth, Dinasour jr, heather nova, Iggy Pop, Massive Attack, The Cure, Colin Hay, Gary Jules, Ray LaMontagne, Leanard Cohen, Nick Cave and the bad seeds, Gabe Holdren, Cowboy Junkies, Pearl Jam, SoundGraden, John Lennon, GEORGE HARRISON, Loudon Wainwright III, Mellisa Ivey, Kelly Keel, Judd and Maggie, John Legend, Anthony Hamilton. Oasis, Johnny Cash, Kris Kristofferson, Willie Nelson, Nada Surf, Pedro the lion, Nutrual milk Hotel, The postal service, but surpisingly not Death cab... I've really gotten into Tom Waits, Miles Davis, Monk, ect ect ect
Sounds Like: A little bit indie, a little bit emo, a little bit folk, all me...
Record Label: No Label
Type of Label: None

My Blog

He’s just a city boy...

So, I was out driving with my friend Erin last night and as I often do I make fun of something that turns into something deeper. I was bashing on journey... I know I know an easy target right? They ar...
Posted by Miles Agee on Tue, 26 Feb 2008 09:52:00 PST

singing with the dead

A little over a month till I'm 26. Another year has passed. Its been a good one. Made new friends, lost some great ones...  Sometimes we hold one so tightly to people, thinking they will be in yo...
Posted by Miles Agee on Tue, 08 Jan 2008 09:57:00 PST

Play the piano drunk like a precussion instrument

13th and Ogden, Denver, CO. I'm on my way to the Mercury Cafe. I love the merc, it feels like a home away from home. I know Lenny will be there, my old friend. The Mercury cafe is a place for hero's a...
Posted by Miles Agee on Wed, 05 Dec 2007 11:03:00 PST

I am the rain king

last night I was craving frosted flakes. A strange craving I know, but when it hits you must give in. I put on my jacket and shoes and started walking towards king soopers at 8:30 pm. About half way t...
Posted by Miles Agee on Thu, 22 Mar 2007 09:29:00 PST

Love is a dog from hell...

Till my birthday. I'm not so sure how 25 will be, with any luck, better than 24. And I'm sure it will be better than 23... 23 was a horrible birthday. I am in a good place with my life, I'm happy...
Posted by Miles Agee on Wed, 07 Feb 2007 09:48:00 PST

"before you come for my piano..."

so, its sunday night. I am sitting here listening to Jackson Brown sing about traveling, about being on the road as a musician. I miss that.And at the same time I dont. Its a hard life traveling ...
Posted by Miles Agee on Mon, 06 Nov 2006 08:33:00 PST

losing ground

Well here I go again, writing about nothing. I posted a live song the other day, its having mixed reveiws. Its so strange, I think its the first time I have ever heard myself live. What a strange thin...
Posted by Miles Agee on Sat, 09 Sep 2006 11:23:00 PST

sleep walking

"waking you up to close the bar..." last night I went to the Dreson dolls with Emma, great show. I love Amanda Palmer, she is so fucking crazy... reminds me of someone else I know. So, I pick Emma up ...
Posted by Miles Agee on Sun, 23 Jul 2006 11:59:00 PST

Twilight

Well its 6:18, thursday evening... its almost twilight... I am listening to Elliott Smith's basement on the hill, his last record and I start wondering what mine will be like. That is if I ever get th...
Posted by Miles Agee on Fri, 21 Apr 2006 05:30:00 PST

The Definition of madness is love

The Viking decides to nap in my bed. He is sleep deprived and homeless. I've spent the last few days in his company. I'm bored and he fills my days wth conversation. I remember being stoned with him i...
Posted by Miles Agee on Mon, 26 Dec 2005 08:34:00 PST