Fantasy All-Star Rock Band, Day 76: Pick a Songwriter!

[cherokeesam]

Welcome to Day 76, Band 11, of the Fantasy All-Star Rock Band Challenge!

Congrats to BOB DYLAN, who joins the band on Rhythm Guitar and Harmonica

Now pick a SONGWRITER for the band....ideally, someone from within the band, but you may choose an outside songwriter, except for any artist listed as "Retired" below:

Day 1: Vocalist: Tom Waits
Day 2: Guitarist: Stevie Ray Vaughan
Day 3: Drummer: Mitch Mitchell (Jimi Hendrix Experience)
Day 4: Bassist: Joan Jett
Day 5: Fifth Instrument (any): Bob Dylan (rhythm guitar, harmonica)
Day 6: Songwriter:
Day 7: NAME THIS BAND

The new (updated) retired band roster (you may not choose anyone on this list):

Ann Wilson
Steve Howe
Stewart Copeland
Geddy Lee
Rick Wakeman
Roger Daltrey
Eric Clapton
Keith Moon
Paul McCartney
Rod Argent
Freddie Mercury
Mick Ronson
Ian Paice
Dennis Dunaway
Brian Eno
Ronnie Van Zant
Duane Allman
Hughie Thomasson
Frank Beard
Berry Oakley
Buddy Brayfield
Jello Biafra
Mick Jones
Earl Hudson
Matt Freeman
Johnny Ramone
Eddie Vedder
Dave Navarro
Dave Grohl
Les Claypool
Buzz Osborne
Ronnie James Dio
Carlos Santana
Aynsley Dunbar
Jack Bruce
Jon Lord


For further rules and formatting, go here:

http://www.rockband.com/forums/showthread.php?t=116814


Good luck, and happy voting! (Voting closes at ***10 PM EST*** tomorrow.)

[Gowienczyk]

Tom Waits

[Fizzeler]

Tom Waits: 2

Been wanting this one for awhile

[cherokeesam]

Tom Waits: 2
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 1

[Rockbandfan23467]

Tom Waits: 2
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 2

[Fizzeler]

Current:
Tom Waits: 3
Bob Dylan: 1

[a21schizoidman]

Tom Waits: 4
Bob Dylan: 1

no contest

[Fizzeler]

Current (I changed my vote before anyone else posted):

Tom Waits: 4
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 1

[sonicnerd23]

Tom Waits: 4
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 2

[TheClashTheClashTheClash]

Tom Waits: 4
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 2
Joe Strummer: 1

[UneasyMonkey]

Tom Waits: 4
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 3
Joe Strummer: 1

They're both amazing songwriters. Bob Dylan can just do the lyrics, and Waits can help out with lyrics and do the music

[a21schizoidman]

Waits needs no help writing, Dylan would just crap up anything he wrote

[UneasyMonkey]

Dylan is the one that doesn't need help writing. He's the better lyricist and can tell a story better

[a21schizoidman]

Dylan is the one that doesn't need help writing. He's the better lyricist and can tell a story better

lol no

Ex: Small Change:

Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight,
And nobody flinched down by the arcade
And the marquees weren't weeping, they went stark-raving mad,
And the cabbies were the only ones that really had it made
And his cold trousers were twisted, and the sirens high and shrill,
And crumpled in his fist was a five-dollar bill
And the naked mannequins with their Cheshire grins,
And the raconteurs and roustabouts said "Buddy, come on in, 'cause
'Cause the dreams ain't broken down here now, they're walking with a limp
Now that Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight"
And nobody flinched down by the arcade
And the burglar alarm's been disconnected,
And the newsmen start to rattle
And the cops are telling jokes about some whorehouse in Seattle
And the fire hydrants plead the Fifth Amendment
And the furniture is bargains galore
But the blood is by the jukebox on an old linoleum floor
And what a hot rain on Forty-Second Street,
And now the umbrellas ain't got a chance
And the newsboy's a lunatic with stains on his pants, 'cause
'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
And no one's gone over to close his eyes
And there's a racing form in his pocket,
Circled "Blue Boots" in the third
And the cashier at the clothing store didn't say a word
As the siren tears the night in half, and someone lost his wallet
Well, a surveillance of assailance, it that's what you want to call it
And the whores hike up their skirts and fish for drug-store prophylactics
With their mouths cut just like razor blades and their eyes are like stilettos
And her radiator's steaming and her teeth are in a wreck, and nah,
She won't let you kiss her, but what the hell do you expect?
And the Gypsies are tragic and if you want to buy perfume,
Well, they'll bark you down like carneys, sell you Christmas cards in June, but
But Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
And his headstone's a gumball machine,
No more chewing gum or baseball cards or overcoats or dreams
Someone's hosing down the sidewalk, and he's only in his teens, 'cause
'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
And a fistful of dollars can't change that,
And someone copped his watch fob, and someone got his ring
And the newsboy got his porkpie Stetson hat
And the tuberculosis old men at the Nelson wheeze and cough
And someone will head south until this whole thing cools off, 'cause
'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight, yeah,
Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight

[kwami42]

lol no

Ex: Small Change:

Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight,
And nobody flinched down by the arcade
And the marquees weren't weeping, they went stark-raving mad,
And the cabbies were the only ones that really had it made
And his cold trousers were twisted, and the sirens high and shrill,
And crumpled in his fist was a five-dollar bill
And the naked mannequins with their Cheshire grins,
And the raconteurs and roustabouts said "Buddy, come on in, 'cause
'Cause the dreams ain't broken down here now, they're walking with a limp
Now that Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight"
And nobody flinched down by the arcade
And the burglar alarm's been disconnected,
And the newsmen start to rattle
And the cops are telling jokes about some whorehouse in Seattle
And the fire hydrants plead the Fifth Amendment
And the furniture is bargains galore
But the blood is by the jukebox on an old linoleum floor
And what a hot rain on Forty-Second Street,
And now the umbrellas ain't got a chance
And the newsboy's a lunatic with stains on his pants, 'cause
'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
And no one's gone over to close his eyes
And there's a racing form in his pocket,
Circled "Blue Boots" in the third
And the cashier at the clothing store didn't say a word
As the siren tears the night in half, and someone lost his wallet
Well, a surveillance of assailance, it that's what you want to call it
And the whores hike up their skirts and fish for drug-store prophylactics
With their mouths cut just like razor blades and their eyes are like stilettos
And her radiator's steaming and her teeth are in a wreck, and nah,
She won't let you kiss her, but what the hell do you expect?
And the Gypsies are tragic and if you want to buy perfume,
Well, they'll bark you down like carneys, sell you Christmas cards in June, but
But Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
And his headstone's a gumball machine,
No more chewing gum or baseball cards or overcoats or dreams
Someone's hosing down the sidewalk, and he's only in his teens, 'cause
'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight
And a fistful of dollars can't change that,
And someone copped his watch fob, and someone got his ring
And the newsboy got his porkpie Stetson hat
And the tuberculosis old men at the Nelson wheeze and cough
And someone will head south until this whole thing cools off, 'cause
'Cause Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight, yeah,
Small Change got rained on with his own thirty-eight

tldr version: Tom Waits writes lots of lines that begin with "and."

[a21schizoidman]

tldr version: Tom Waits writes lots of lines that begin with "and."

here's more:
Well my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55
As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive.

Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks,
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer,
Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger.

And it's six in the morning, gave me no warning; I had to be on my way.
Well there's trucks all a-passing me, and the lights are all flashing,
I'm on my way home from your place.

And now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks,
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer,
Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger.

And my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55
As I pulled away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive.

Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck,
Freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks...

[UneasyMonkey]

For Dylan, look up: Like a Rolling Stone, Knockin' on Heaven's Door, All Along the Watchtower, Blowin' in the Wind, etc.

Lol yeah, that song has a lot of lines beginning the "And." Kinda like almost every song on Texas Flood begins with "Well..."

[a21schizoidman]

For Dylan, look up: Like a Rolling Stone, Knockin' on Heaven's Door, All Along the Watchtower, Blowin' in the Wind, etc.

Lol yeah, that song has a lot of lines beginning the "And." Kinda like almost every song on Texas Flood begins with "Well..."
point is, Waits paints a whole picture with his songs, Dylan just uses metaphors

[WingsOfSteel]

point is, Waits paints a whole picture with his songs, Dylan just uses metaphors

Never heard Desolation Row?

And I love Dylan's "story songs," like Black Diamond Bay, Lily Rosemary and the Jack of Hearts, or Isis.

Tom Waits: 4
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 4
Joe Strummer: 1

Waits/Dylan would rule.

[UneasyMonkey]

point is, Waits paints a whole picture with his songs, Dylan just uses metaphors

And metaphors help people visualize the story he's telling

[a21schizoidman]

And metaphors help people visualize the story he's telling

and Waits can use tons of other types of writing effects to create a story you can actually envision yourself in

[UneasyMonkey]

and Waits can use tons of other types of writing effects to create a story you can actually envision yourself in

Oh yeah? What kind of writing "effects?" The stories in Dylan's songs unfold before my eyes as if I'm really there. Waits can pull that off, but not as well as Dylan.

[Fizzeler]

and Waits can use tons of other types of writing effects to create a story you can actually envision yourself in

I think it should have been Waits and Zappa would work well to paint a picture or tell a story

[Soror_YZBL]

Tom Waits: 5
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 4
Joe Strummer: 1

Just Tom.

[UneasyMonkey]

I think it should have been Waits and Zappa would work well to paint a picture or tell a story

Yeah, and Zappa would add some humour and flair to those stories :D

[neckermanncj]

Tom Waits: 5
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 5
Joe Strummer: 1

[MronoC]

at this rate, we'll have the songwriting team of Tom Waits and Tom Wains and Bob Dylan.

[My name is Fez]

Kinda like almost every song on Texas Flood begins with "Well..."

Blasphemy.

Tom Waits: 6
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 5
Joe Strummer: 1


at this rate, we'll have the songwriting team of Tom Waits and Tom Wains and Bob Dylan.

That would be the funniest thing since the gibberish band name.

[MovieFreak921]

Tom Waits: 6
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 6
Joe Strummer: 1

[cherokeesam]

here's more:
Well my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55
As I drove away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive.

Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks,
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer,
Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger.

And it's six in the morning, gave me no warning; I had to be on my way.
Well there's trucks all a-passing me, and the lights are all flashing,
I'm on my way home from your place.

And now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck, freeway cars and trucks,
Stars beginning to fade, and I lead the parade
Just a-wishing I'd stayed a little longer,
Oh, Lord, let me tell you that the feeling's getting stronger.

And my time went so quickly, I went lickety-splickly out to my old '55
As I pulled away slowly, feeling so holy, God knows, I was feeling alive.

Now the sun's coming up, I'm riding with Lady Luck,
Freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks, freeway cars and trucks...

Luh-huv it, as long as Glenn Frey is doing the vocals. :)

[UneasyMonkey]

Blasphemy.

"Well," it's true...

[ArmsAreLoud]

Tom Waits: 6
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 7
Joe Strummer: 1

[My name is Fez]

"Well," it's true...

Well, it is, but you implied it's a bad thing.lolcwatididthar?

[MrFruitLord]

Tom Waits: 6
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 8
Joe Strummer: 1

[UneasyMonkey]

Well, it is, but you implied it's a bad thing.lolcwatididthar?

:confused: No I didn't. I just said that almost every song on that album beginning with "Well..." was like almost every line in that song beginning with "And...". Not everything I say has to be negative. I was just making an observation.

[a21schizoidman]

Luh-huv it, as long as Glenn Frey is doing the vocals. :)

Waits > Frey :D

[timmay9]

Tom Waits: 6
Tom Waits and Bob Dylan: 8
Joe Strummer: 1
Bob Dylan: 1

He made Lennon doubt himself as a songwriter he was so good. Dylan works best alone.

[cherokeesam]

I love Tom, but I gotta say that this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dpjbhc09ORk

is better than this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6CDa-z1MUY

It's not just a matter of the vocals, but the style of the whole song....I luh-huv how The Eagles adapted it into pretty much a country ballad, and it really fits that way.

Beautiful song and lyrics, either version. One of my all-time favorite "what the hell am I doing up at 4 am?" songs.

[Fizzeler]

remember everyone vote for the name

Tom Waits and the Stevie Dylan Experience featuring Joan Jett on bass :D

[a21schizoidman]

I love Tom, but I gotta say that this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Dpjbhc09ORk

is better than this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Z6CDa-z1MUY

It's not just a matter of the vocals, but the style of the whole song....I luh-huv how The Eagles adapted it into pretty much a country ballad, and it really fits that way.

Beautiful song and lyrics, either version. One of my all-time favorite "what the hell am I doing up at 4 am?" songs.

i love the Eagles version, but to me there is no way they top Waits' emotion in his original version

[cherokeesam]

****polls closed****

looks like we got us a collab