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JoeFin
#1 Posted : Sunday, March 29, 2009 1:57:07 AM
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Don Mclean (although I like his "Starry, Starry Night" better)
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MTStringer
#2 Posted : Monday, March 30, 2009 10:15:31 AM
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The reason you never hear of him anymore is simple, radio changed. Today, if your music doesn’t hit it in at least 1 of 6 major metropolitan areas of our country, you’re not relevant and get relegated to public radio or internet radio. Heard anything on the radio, new, from the likes of Mellencamp or Petty? Ever hear of James McMurtry? Ever hear of the American Music Awards? Lots of really great artists are still out there, on the fringe. And yes, Don McLean is still out there, 30 some years later.Check www.don-mclean.com.
JoeFin
#3 Posted : Monday, March 30, 2009 10:23:56 PM
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I think Mclean was given short shrift even during the high water mark of his career (’72-’76). "American Pie" was no doubt his most famous song and I remember him talking about not receiving some much deserved award for it. He was not bitter--perhaps disappointed--but he said that his good friend at the time, the late, great Roy Orbison, told him, "You were robbed, Don."



I agree with Orbison. Don was robbed of a lot of much deserved praise for his whole body of work. Sheer genius in my opinion.
JoeFin
#4 Posted : Monday, March 30, 2009 10:48:45 PM
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Quote: Originally posted by alpha_omega on 29 March 2009

Hey I am impressed! Do you know the rest of the words? My other favorite is Vincent. I just love this album. His songs were great! I wonder why he didn’t take off for a long time. I mean it seems his career was short? Thanks for playing!






"Vincent" (Starry, Starry Night) is perhaps my all-time favorite song, A_O. I get all teary eyed just thinking about it. But I guess it’s because Van Gogh was one of my favorite artist/personnae before the song even came out. Mclean really captured the tragic yet beautiful, short life of Van Gogh and his paintings.



sodapoptart
#5 Posted : Friday, May 22, 2009 8:37:22 PM
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The Grave: Lyrics

By Don McLean



The grave that they dug him had flowers

Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors

And the brown earth bleached white

At the edge of his gravestone

He’s gone



When the wars of our nation did beckon

The man, barely twenty, did answer the calling

Proud of the trust

That he placed in our nation

He’s gone



But eternity knows him

And it knows what we’ve done



And the rain fell like pearls

On the leaves of the flowers

Leaving brown, muddy clay

Where the earth had been dry



And deep in the trench

He waited for hours

As he held to his rifle

And prayed not to die



But the silence of night

Was shattered by fire

As the guns and grenades

Blasted sharp through the air



One after another

His comrades were slaughtered

In the morgue of marines

Alone, standing there



He crouched ever lower

Ever lower, with fear

“They can’t let me die

They can’t let me die here!



I’ll cover myself

With the mud and the earth

I’ll cover myself

I know I’m not brave!



The earth, the earth

The earth is my grave.”



The grave that they dug him had flowers

Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors

And the brown earth bleached white

At the edge of his gravestone

He’s gone
sodapoptart
#6 Posted : Friday, May 22, 2009 8:52:34 PM
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Starry Starry Night

(By Don McLean)

 Starry starry night, paint your palette blue and grey

Look out on a summer’s day with eyes that know the darkness in my soul

Shadows on the hills, sketch the trees and the daffodils

Catch the breeze and the winter chills, in colors on the snowy linen land



Now I understand what you tried to say to me

How you suffered for you sanity

How you tried to set them free

They would not listen they did not know how, perhaps they’ll listen now



Starry starry night, flaming flowers that brightly blaze

Swirling clouds in violet haze reflect in Vincent’s eyes of china blue

Colors changing hue, morning fields of amber grain

Weathered faces lined in pain are soothed beneath the artist’s loving hand



Chorus:

For they could not love you, but still your love was true

And when no hope was left in sight, on that starry starry night

You took your life as lovers often do,

But I could have told you, Vincent,

This world was never meant for one as beautiful as you



Starry, starry night, portraits hung in empty halls

Frameless heads on nameless walls with eyes that watch the world and can’t forget.

Like the stranger that you’ve met, the ragged man in ragged clothes

The silver thorn of bloody rose, lie crushed and broken on the virgin snow



Now I think I know what you tried to say to me

How you suffered for you sanity How you tried to set them free

They would not listen they’re not listening still

Perhaps they never will.
sodatart
#7 Posted : Saturday, February 12, 2011 5:04:19 AM
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Joined: 7/1/2008
Posts: 906
Guest wrote:
The Grave: Lyrics<br>
By D&#111;n McLean<br>
<br>
The grave that they dug him had flowers<br>
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors<br>
And the brown earth bleached white<br>
At the edge of his gravest&#111;ne<br>
He’s g&#111;ne<br>
<br>
When the wars of our nati&#111;n did beck&#111;n<br>
The man, barely twenty, did answer the calling<br>
Proud of the trust<br>
That he placed in our nati&#111;n<br>
He’s g&#111;ne<br>
<br>
But eternity knows him<br>
And it knows what we’ve d&#111;ne<br>
<br>
And the rain fell like pearls<br>
&#079;n the leaves of the flowers<br>
Leaving brown, muddy clay<br>
Where the earth had been dry<br>
<br>
And deep in the trench<br>
He waited for hours<br>
As he held to his rifle<br>
And prayed not to die<br>
<br>
But the silence of night<br>
Was shattered by fire<br>
As the guns and grenades<br>
Blasted sharp through the air<br>
<br>
&#079;ne after another<br>
His comrades were slaughtered<br>
In the morgue of marines<br>
Al&#111;ne, standing there<br>
<br>
He crouched ever lower<br>
Ever lower, with fear<br>
“They can’t let me die<br>
They can’t let me die here!<br>
<br>
I’ll cover myself<br>
With the mud and the earth<br>
I’ll cover myself<br>
I know I’m not brave!<br>
<br>
The earth, the earth<br>
The earth is my grave.”<br>
<br>
The grave that they dug him had flowers<br>
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors<br>
And the brown earth bleached white<br>
At the edge of his gravest&#111;ne<br>
He’s g&#111;ne

sodatart
#8 Posted : Saturday, February 12, 2011 5:15:01 AM
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Posts: 906
The Grave
By Don McLean

The grave that they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors
And the brown earth bleached white
At the edge of his gravestone
He’s gone

When the wars of our nation did beckon
The man, barely twenty, did answer the calling
Proud of the trust
That he placed in our nation
He’s gone

But eternity knows him
And it knows what we’ve done

And the rain fell like pearls
on the leaves of the flowers
Leaving brown, muddy clay
Where the earth had been dry

And deep in the trench
He waited for hours
As he held to his rifle
And prayed not to die

But the silence of night
Was shattered by fire
As the guns and grenades
Blasted sharp through the air
one after another
His comrades were slaughtered
In the morgue of marines
Alone, standing there

He crouched ever lower
Ever lower, with fear
“They can’t let me die
They can’t let me die here!
I’ll cover myself
With the mud and the earth
I’ll cover myself
I know I’m not brave!

The earth, the earth
The earth is my grave.”

The grave that they dug him had flowers
Gathered from the hillsides in bright summer colors
And the brown earth bleached white
At the edge of his gravestone
He’s gone
4petasake
#9 Posted : Sunday, July 3, 2011 5:28:52 AM
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Joined: 7/1/2008
Posts: 906
Having struggles all my life makes it hard to handle more strife,
saving day is Gods great grace riding along with my pace.
Hope for the day is imminent though as you can't beat that heavenly glow.
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