Who are some Veeky Forums-approved lyricists?

Brandon McCartney

jason molina is the greatest lyricist of all time.

>from The Big Game is Every Night

If really I am the snake they're all saying
If they look up here do they see just my black tail swaying?
If I'm all fangs and all lies and all poison
If I'm really what they're saying
I don't want to disappoint them.

>from Lioness

Whether you save me
Whether you savage me
Want my last look to be the moon in your eyes
Want my heart to break if it must break in your jaws
Want you to lick my blood off your paws

>from Just Be Simple

You'll never hear me talk about one day getting out
Why put a new address on the same old loneliness
Everybody knows where that is
We built that house of his

And when he's not home
Someone else you know always is
If Heaven's really coming back
I hope it has a heart attack

I WOULD GO OUT TONIGHT
BUT I'VE GOT TO CHECK THESE DUBS

based trips

Boom boom rooms
Come on over
Theres come everywhere

Tom Waits.

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This suicidal faggot

I dont know alot about Veeky Forums but I love Tom Waits work

Will Toledo from the lo-fi indie rock band car seat headrest

Kanye

Kendrick

milo is pretty much Veeky Forums personified- a pretentious dude who namedrops a lot of books and philosophers

youtube.com/watch?v=Be61ni5CGBM

youtube.com/watch?v=6SUS4jIA7Zw

Kool Keith

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Actually accurate

Also, Milo:
> genius.com/Milo-ought-implies-can-i-cannot-lyrics

Oh, 'sup fellow miloposter

>namedrops a lot of books and philosophers

Thats reddit not Veeky Forums

Except they're all Veeky Forums books and philosophers. You don't see Milo namedropping Ready Player One or Douglas Adams.

The rocks crumble
Unto dust they die
Once hard stuff of mountains
Now soft powder among the sand
Who dares crush a rock
Oh rock, no rock
Reduced to the winds
Scatter your parts
You are not one but many
To those shall you succumb
Beast of time, you hurl your heavens sporadic
Falling in the great parade
March unto your death
And into what arms will you go
Surely not your own
Oh God, oh God, be you my hope
And all else ruffles in the winds
Magic carpets fly to your planets
You have no place on earth
Who is it creates sand soliloquy
Is it everyone
Nay, you are a heathen
Erupting words of pretense
Oh Lord let my hand be guided
Sometimes I know it not
As the air, no air is still
And the weary sounds refrain
Now the hyena cackles
His clutch has found my heart bleeding
And now you are gone
Where you hear it all
Wide awake from a long sleep
Myself on my hands
Tomorrow in the gallows
Trees in skies
Empty alliterations replenished
By the hand of one who would fall down
And make a light to shine somewhere
What is this
The cavalcade of misery
What depths
How could we think of distances
Ah, it is the gift of man
To live, the days long
The nights longer
Journey to the stars
They worship the sun
Come down treasures
And I like to see a smile
On your lips as we meet
On a journey to the stars

This and Townes Van Zandt, nobody can top these two.

youtube.com/watch?v=aKdV5FvXLuI

Sappho of Lesbos

It doesn't matter, hamfisted intertextuality is always cringey. Veeky Forums lyricists should match the spirit of the writers we like not proving what a nuuuurd xD they are

> Blah Blah Blah the weed priests of zion blah blah blah ascend the sacred mountains of hasheeshean
Come on, man, It seems that all his lyrics are randomly assigned phrases from a very restricted vocabulary

No one beats this loser

indeed eventhough sometimes he can sound too whiney.

I think rappers are often very good. The environment of rap battles etc breeds competitiveness and a sort of caustic wit that is really hard to find, e.g. Eminem's "You couldn't get the crowd to throw up their hands if they'd swallowed their fingers"

Otherwise:

Morrissey
Jason Molina
Owen Ashworth
Stephin Merritt
Mark Kozelek
Tom T Hall
Hank Williams SR

Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui chantent
Les rêves qui les hantent
Au large d'Amsterdam
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui dorment
Comme des oriflammes
Le long des berges mornes
Dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui meurent
Pleins de bière et de drames
Aux premières lueurs
Mais dans le port d'Amsterdam
Y a des marins qui naissent
Dans la chaleur épaisse
Des langueurs océanes

I love milo.

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>Tu as des seins comme des soleils
Comme des fruits, comme des reposoirs
Tu as des seins comme des miroirs
Comme des fruits, comme du miel
Tu les recouvres, tout devient noir
Tu les découvres et je deviens Pégase
Tu as des seins comme des trottoirs
Et moi et moi et moi
Je viens pour le gaz

>All this degeneracy

Silvio Rodriguez

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Conor Oberst

What's Veeky Forums's opinion on J Newsom? Personally, I think she and her music are lovely.

Great lyrics, great music, just have to get over the fact that she sounds like Lisa Simpson.

This desu. I like his lyrics but he can be cringey af at times.

"If I was a necromancer I would bring back Foster Wallace"

>Bring back DFW
>Kills himself again immediately

> OUTTA MY WAY INAUTHENTIC FUCKING SHITS

It's very poetic nothings in OM

voice is musically perfect but not pleasing to my ear

I like him, but his lyrics are middle school tier

Exactly, it would be a sick joke to bring back someone who has killed himself

I need to listen to skeleton tree again. Absolutely gutting.

Stephen Malkmus is pretty good

J.J Burnel and Hugh Cornwell

Pena, her litle head clinking like a barrel of red velvet balls
Full past noise
Treats filled her eyes turning them yellow like enamel-coated tacks
Soft like butter, hard not to pour
Out enjoying the sun while sitting on a turned-on waffle iron
Smoke billowing up from between her legs made me vomit beautifully
And crush a chandelier
Fall on my stomach and view her from a thousand happened facets
Liquid red salt ran over crystals
I later band-aided the area, sighed, oh well, it was worth it
Pena pleased but sore from sitting choose to stub her toe
And view the white pulps horribly large in their red pockets
"I'm tired of playing baby," she explained
And out of a blue felt box let escape one yellow butterfly the same size
Its droppings were tiny green phosphorous worms
That moved in tuck and rolls that clacked and whispered in their confinement
Three little burnt scotch taped windows several yards away
Mouths open to tongues that vibrated and lost saliva
Pena exclaimed, "that's the raspberries"

Second Leonard Cohen, Townes Van Zandt, and Will Toledo

Alex G, Angel Olsen. Also beach house has some nice lyrics.

Open up your
Open up your
Open up your throat
And let all of that time
All of that time
All of that time
All of that time go

I know it sucks that Daddy's done
But try to think of what you want
You've got to open up your
Open up your
Open up your throat

Matt!

Support your brother
[Avey in background:] Sport brother

You've got his way and what he said
To help you shape the way you play
You've got to get rid of the more
Conservative habits of your mind
[Avey in background:] "You've got to have a real good time"

Woo!

Matt!

You're halfway to fully grown
You've got a real good shot
No help to hold inside
Give a real
Give a real shout out

Matt!

And a few years later, I set out on my own
Learned to take the reins up all by myself
Dug the spurs in clean down to the bone

But all that comes later
Now there's only you and me
And the replica where my body used to be
You can go ahead and hit him
He feels no pain at all
You erase me

Too bad John's a fucking cuck now.

bruce springsteen and bruce springsteen only

Are you memeing or what?

Bowie

mf doom is the william gaddis of hip hop

t. pleb whos never listened to racing in the street or thunder road

Phil Minton

youtube.com/watch?v=wCS4vUym0_8

Pairs nicely with Ligotti. Though Ligotti pairs himself with Current 93 apparently.

They gives some nice Chants of Maldororian excess.

youtube.com/watch?v=i_jmxdiMivg

Richard Dawson is my personal saviour, though. He's cut the hole through the void and managed to build himself a beautiful origami soul. I'll have his music on forever now.

youtube.com/watch?v=jfaW-yD7DoA

Well I never liked him as a person so I suppose I never listened to his music.

yeah i dont really know anything about his personal life but his music is good populist working class raymond carver shit and i eat that up i suppose

youtube.com/watch?v=XIXk7PQGg_I

This is a better intro to Dawson for those weary of my suggestions.

>his music is good populist working class
That's why I don't like him desu. Supposed to be for the working man then shills for Hillary and basically says your a racist if you don't want open borders. I lost what little respect I had for him after that.

Jim Morrison

at least his seventies stuff is good

Julia Holter

youtube.com/watch?v=l837xLD6wNo

And lighten pon day - as scintillate rays - augurate arrival of a seraphic form.
From Lebanon reels - the obelisk seen - called now inverse upon the currenter-sign.
The matter form wanes - the host moon fades - takes into the sky ascends the freedomward dove.
The rite of fall sealed - descendant orb hails her - down to the ground of electron form.

And travel under twin suns rays - the host-moon fades - takes into the clesiast at oracle school.
An epison raise - the pole star fades - wakes into availed light of aurican form.
To reach a suns rays - through glowing bronze grace - leaves the lake and rises toward empyrean sun.
The swans array - the crane stands veiled grace - tunnement to the omen of the object form.

>never listened to him
>feels qualified to question his lyrical abilities

awful posts my man, you can do better than that.

I don't know if it's Veeky Forums approved and probably isn't because Veeky Forums is a cesspool of pretentious cancer but I highly recommend Heather Alexander before transition to male. She did quite a few covers but that's expected of a bard. Her originals are wonderful in my opinion. I love the stories told in the songs.

I agree chilean camrade.

Toquinho as well.

I'm guessing you two think Born in the USA is a pro America song.

Is Dylan too obvious in these threads now? Every Grain of Sand is sublime.

>implying they're not basically the same thing at this point

David Tibet

Kurt Cobain, Ian Curtis, Robert Smith, Georges Brassens, Jacques Brel, Leo Ferré, Bertrand Cantat.

>itt: plebs
Robert Hunter.

If my words did glow with the gold of sunshine
And my tunes were played on the harp unstrung,
Would you hear my voice come through the music?
Would you hold it near as it were your own?

It's a hand-me-down, the thoughts are broken,
Perhaps they're better left unsung.
I don't know, don't really care
Let there be songs to fill the air.

Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.

Reach out your hand if your cup be empty,
If your cup is full may it be again,
Let it be known there is a fountain,
That was not made by the hands of men.

There is a road, no simple highway,
Between the dawn and the dark of night,
And if you go no one may follow,
That path is for your steps alone.

Ripple in still water,
When there is no pebble tossed,
Nor wind to blow.

You, who choose to lead, must follow
But if you fall you fall alone.
If you should stand then who's to guide you?
If I knew the way I would take you home.

100p brethren

artsites.ucsc.edu/GDead/agdl/ripple.html

Beethoven

You /mu/fags need to go back

Rodriguez, Jim Morrison

Leonard Cohen
Tom Waits
Nick Cave
David Tibet
David Bowie
Mark E. Smith
Ian Curtis
Killer Mike
Slick Rick
Bob Dylan would be more widely accepted but since he won the nobel prize for literature it's cool to be contrarian.

Bjork

youtube.com/watch?v=mZEWtivQTTg

We played Ripple at my dad's funeral. He loved that song. Was always trying to tell me about the metaphors in it when I understood.

Van Vliet is the Joyce of music

Dylan about 45% of the time

yes but also writes with a Rupi Kaur level of subtlety

The whole place is dark
Every light on this side of the town
Suddenly it all went down
Now we'll all be brothers of
The fossil fire of the sun
Now we will all be sisters of
The fossil blood of the moon

Someone must have set 'em up
Now they'll be working in the cold, grey rock
Now they'll be working in the hot mill steam
Now they'll be working in the concrete
In the sirens and the silences now
All the great, set-up hearts
All at once, start to beat

After tonight, if you don't want this to be
A secret out of the past
I will resurrect it
I'll have a good go at it
I'll streak his blood across my beak
Dust my feathers with his ash
Feel his ghost breathing down my back

I will try
And know whatever I try
I will be gone, but not forever

The real truth about it is
No one gets it right
The real truth about it is
We're all supposed to try

There ain't no end to the sands I been trying to cross
The real truth about it is
My kind of life's no better off
If it's got the map, or if it's lost

We will try
And know whatever we try
We will be gone, but not forever
Come on, let's try
And know whatever we try
We will be gone, but not forever

The real truth about it is
There ain't no end to the desert I'll cross
I've really known it all along
Mama, here comes midnight with the dead moon in its jaws
Must be the big star about to fall

Long, dark blues
The will-o'-the-wisp
Long, dark blues
The big star is falling
Long, dark blues
Through the static and distance
Long, dark blues
A farewell transmission
Long, dark blues
Listen...

Paul Simon, of course.

This

Spencer Krug

>fidelio
strong meh/10

why not Maestro Richard Struass

Killer Mike
Nobody in hip hop spits as much truth and wisdom

born in the usa is a populist working class song about the manipulation of the common people by the military industrial complex seems to fit the description desu