Dirt in the Ground, Bone Machine, Tom Waits [189]

More music chat (which is the goal, after all) with Kent, Vanessa, Martin & Sam, as Waits releases some of the tension established in the previous track with this weird breathy hymn to the end of life. With discussion of other weird vocal styles, a comparison between bleakness vs acceptance in death, plus an exciting bonus track featuring the resonant space inside Sam’s mouth, Song by Song continues it’s journey through Bone Machine. Song by Song is Martin Zaltz Austwick and Sam Pay; two musicians listening to and discussing every single Tom Waits track in chronological order. website: songbysongpodcast.com twitter: @songbysongpod e-mail: [email protected] Music extracts used for illustrative/review purposes include: Dirt in the Ground, Bone Machine, Tom Waits (1992) Satisfied Mind, For Pete's Sake, Pete Drake & His Talking Steel Guitar (1965/2005) Jockey Full of Bourbon, Rain Dogs, Tom Waits [feat. the inside of Sam's mouth] (1985/2019) We think your Song by Song experience will be enhanced by hearing, in full, the songs featured in the show, which you can get hold of from your favourite record shop or online platform. Please support artists by buying their music, or using services which guarantee artists a revenue - listen responsibly. Lyrics - Dirt in the Ground What does it matter, a dream of love  Or a dream of lies We're all gonna be the same place  When we die Your spirit don't leave knowing  Your face or your name And the wind through your bones  Is all that remains And we're all gonna be Just dirt on the ground The quill from a buzzard  The blood writes the word I want to know am I the sky  Or a bird 'Cause hell is boiling over  And heaven is full We're chained to the world  And we all gotta pull And we're all gonna be ...just dirt in the ground Now the killer was smiling  With nerves made of stone He climbed the stairs  And the gallows groaned And the people's hearts were pounding  They were throbbing, they were red As he swung out over the crowd I heard the hangman said We're all gonna be... Just dirt in the ground Now Cain slew Abel  He killed him with a stone The sky cracked open  And the thunder groaned Along a river of flesh Can these dry bones live? Ask a king or a beggar And the answer they'll give Is we're all gonna be Yea yea We're all gonna be just