I avsnitt 2 av Mest Musikminnen pratar jag med Markus om musik och musikminnen med särskilt fokus på Flogging Molly och låten The Ol’ Beggars Bush (låten finns på Youtube här: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=2VwPGRd1KEc och texten finns nedan. Vi pratar om nostalgi, om studietiden, om tunga och om lättare musikminnen, om Metaltown och så ser vi till att få in lite Svenska Akademien på slutet (dokumentären om Akademien som Markus nämner finns på Youtube här: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Zz-5THpS99A). Markus berättar också om sitt band Bergsbestigarna och de kan man lyssna på här: https://soundcloud.com/bergsbestigarna.

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FLOGGING MOLLY “The Ol’ Beggars Bush”Stuck on limbo bridgeWhere below me ol’ Nick grinsThen laughs through the chaos of it allGets up off his chairSpins a jig to my despairHe can’t wait to count the times where I went wrong

Underneath the bush, lay a beggar out of luckOn his lips, was a taste he forgetsHis hopes were filled with sandThat he watched fall through his handEvery grain, was a lifetime of regret

So go and bow your head and weepFor your world won’t change while you sleepYeah, go and bow your head and weepFor the summer that was lost, now is gone

Fertile Mrs. Moore had thirteen kidsBut still looked goodTill her ol’ man jumped leave on a shipShe never read a bookBut by Christ she understoodThat the meanin’ of lifeStarts in bed

So go and bow your head and weepFor your world won’t change while you sleepYeah, go and bow your head and weepFor the summer that was lost, now is gone

Killer Kilbain kicked me senseless everydayI hope that bastard is beneath a head of stoneWhere I’d dance upon his graveFor all the madness I now craveWhile the scars that remain are still a curseSo I’m stuck on a limbo bridgeWhere below me ol’ Nick grinsThen laughs through the chaos of it allGets up off his chairSpins a jig to my despairHe can’t wait to count the times where I went wrongYeah, he can’t wait to count the times where I went wrong