Hauser: You really think you can solve the problem? Come into Wolfram & Hart and make everything right? Turn night into glorious day? You pathetic little fairy. Angel: I'm not little.

'Just Rewards (2)'


Buffista Music II: Wrath of Chaka Khan  

There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.


Volans - Nov 29, 2004 12:30:03 am PST #6170 of 10003
move out and draw fire

OK, tina, thanks to your rec I have ordered the Built to Spill CD! (New music, yay!)


esse - Nov 29, 2004 1:42:51 am PST #6171 of 10003
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

I finally head the John Cale version recently

I looked back, and I'm not sure if you're talking about Hallelujah , but if you are, I didn't like that version either. I just happened on one by kd lang, which I've yet to listen to properly, and I've tended towards collecting them.

I read on livejournal the other day how the original Cohen version and the Buckley version have different verses--apparently Buckley added some. And then, when Cohen recorded Hallelujah, he used Buckley's version. The ins and outs of this song get more fascinating the more I learn. And I just thought it was pretty when I first heard it.


Lyra Jane - Nov 29, 2004 4:31:49 am PST #6172 of 10003
Up with the sun

I'm not sure if you're talking about Hallelujah , but if you are, I didn't like that version either.

It's my favorite. I just like Cale's delivery and the arrangement. This might be because it was the first one i heard, in the movie Basquiat.

And SA, I didn't know Buckley had added lyrics! Do yoou remember whose journal that was in?


esse - Nov 29, 2004 6:01:51 am PST #6173 of 10003
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

Um. I can look. I should have flagged it, because at the time I thought it was really interesting.


Steph L. - Nov 29, 2004 6:03:06 am PST #6174 of 10003
I look more rad than Lutheranism

I've tended towards collecting them.

I *love* the Ari Hest version that you put on one of the CDs that you sent me.


Jon B. - Nov 29, 2004 6:03:25 am PST #6175 of 10003
A turkey in every toilet -- only in America!

I'm not sure if you're talking about Hallelujah

Close. Pablo Picasso.


Lyra Jane - Nov 29, 2004 6:05:07 am PST #6176 of 10003
Up with the sun

No big deal if you can't fiind it, SA. Thanks for checking.


esse - Nov 29, 2004 6:05:29 am PST #6177 of 10003
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

I *love* the Ari Hest version that you put on one of the CDs that you sent me.

He's a neat guy. That's pretty much a clear cover of the Buckley version, as is the Wainwright version, but I haven't encountered another style with such emotion.

Close. Pablo Picasso.

Damn. I couldn't find the song title, so I extrapolated.


Lilty Cash - Nov 29, 2004 6:06:39 am PST #6178 of 10003
"You see? THAT's what they want. Love, and a bit with a dog."

I know that a verse in the Buckley version isn't in the k.d. lang version, but I don't know if it was added or not. (It's the one with the line "Remember when I moved in you, and the holy dove was moving too, and every breath we drew was hallelujah". At least, I think that's how it goes.) I have several versions of this one too.


esse - Nov 29, 2004 6:11:24 am PST #6179 of 10003
S to the A -- using they/them pronouns!

Couldn't find it, so I looked it up myself. This was the original Cohen version:

Now I’ve heard there was a secret chord That david played, and it pleased the lord But you don’t really care for music, do you? It goes like this The fourth, the fifth The minor fall, the major lift The baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah Hallelujah

Your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew her She tied you To a kitchen chair She broke your throne, and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah You say I took the name in vain I don’t even know the name But if I did, well really, what’s it to you? There’s a blaze of light In every word It doesn’t matter which you heard The holy or the broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah

I did my best, it wasn’t much I couldn’t feel, so I tried to touch I’ve told the truth, I didn’t come to fool you And even though It all went wrong I’ll stand before the lord of song With nothing on my tongue but hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah

and this is the Buckley version:

Originally contained in leonard cohen’s various positions

I heard there was a secret chord That david played and it pleased the lord But you don’t really care for music, do you? Well it goes like this: The fourth, the fifth, the minor fall and the major lift The baffled king composing hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Well your faith was strong but you needed proof You saw her bathing on the roof Her beauty and the moonlight overthrough ya She tied you to her kitchen chair She broke your throne and she cut your hair And from your lips she drew the hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

Well, maybe I’ve been here before I’ve seen this room and I’ve walked this floor I used to live with leonard before I knew ya I’ve seen your flag on the marble arch But love is not a victory march It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

There was a time when you let me know What’s really going on below But now you never show that to me do ya But remember when I moved in you And the holy dove was moving too And every breath you drew was hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah

And maybe there’s a God above But all I’ve ever learned from love Was how to shoot somebody who outdrew ya Well it’s not a cry that you hear at night It’s not somebody who’s seen the light It’s a cold and it’s a broken hallelujah

Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah, halle... It’s not what you’re told It’s not her face It’s not his touch In the room you both share Where he’s gone when he loved When your time and your memory fills your dreams When you’re honest and together Together no more No more Hallelujah, until you’re nothing Hallelujah, baby, until she’s everywhere Hallelujah, until together you are somewhere I’d lost Hallelujah, hallelujah

(bonne nuit... bonne nuit... I love you... I love you... we love you... thank you)

So it looks like Buckley added three verses and rearranged another.