Love in the Time of Cholera
from Whore's Breakfast by The Rebel Wheel
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I'm not eager to disturb these ashes, bone shards and the teeth that never burn. The title is of course form Gabriel Garcia Marquez' story of the same name, the novel has a central character acting like a beacon for the hero's twisted journey, in this case through decades of drug abuse and constant moving from city to city. From Ottawa, to Vancouver, through to Toronto (and many stops among the three) and finally back to Ottawa, where the hero dashes himself upon the beacon's rocky shore
lyrics
There's a ring of stale beer on the table,
and the ash-tray's apt to overflow.
Outside I see traces and trails of light in the afternoon.
Limping dog in Vancouver city.
Left-over girls in the greying room.
I'm not given to conditions lightly.
I can always
bend light into blue.
I could never write a letter everyday,
nothing like a "Love in the Time of Cholera"
But as years unfold and passion never fades,
I could never stay but neither stay away.
I feel shudders as tomorrow hits me,
collides with the ghosts of yesterday.
Short walk to buy matches, count my pennies
and leave the ruins.
A dead cat lies in Toronto.
Smoking roaches in Barbera's room.
I'm not eager to disturb these ashes,
bone-shards and the
teeth that never burn.
I could never write a letter everyday,
nothing like a "Love in the Time of Cholera"
But as years unfold and passion never fades,
I could never stay but neither stay away.
Did you love me?
Did you want me?
Will you mend me?
Can you make me whole?
Lung burst, breathless, crash down into Parkdale.
Hope-less play for
Love amongst the ruins.
I wish I could write a letter everyday,
something like a "Love in the Time of Cholera"
And as years unfold and passion never fades,
I wish I could stay or even stay away.
and the ash-tray's apt to overflow.
Outside I see traces and trails of light in the afternoon.
Limping dog in Vancouver city.
Left-over girls in the greying room.
I'm not given to conditions lightly.
I can always
bend light into blue.
I could never write a letter everyday,
nothing like a "Love in the Time of Cholera"
But as years unfold and passion never fades,
I could never stay but neither stay away.
I feel shudders as tomorrow hits me,
collides with the ghosts of yesterday.
Short walk to buy matches, count my pennies
and leave the ruins.
A dead cat lies in Toronto.
Smoking roaches in Barbera's room.
I'm not eager to disturb these ashes,
bone-shards and the
teeth that never burn.
I could never write a letter everyday,
nothing like a "Love in the Time of Cholera"
But as years unfold and passion never fades,
I could never stay but neither stay away.
Did you love me?
Did you want me?
Will you mend me?
Can you make me whole?
Lung burst, breathless, crash down into Parkdale.
Hope-less play for
Love amongst the ruins.
I wish I could write a letter everyday,
something like a "Love in the Time of Cholera"
And as years unfold and passion never fades,
I wish I could stay or even stay away.
credits
from Whore's Breakfast,
released August 11, 2013
David Campbell: guitars, vocals, keyboards, bass, drums and programming.
David Campbell: guitars, vocals, keyboards, bass, drums and programming.
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The Rebel Wheel Ottawa, Ontario
Steeped in dark cinematic soundscapes and complex, turn-on-a-dime arrangements, The Rebel Wheel features a frenetic mix of rock aggression, complex compositions and unpredictable odd-meter vamps. Originally formed in 1991 as a fusion-based midi ensemble, the floating lineup has gradually focused on a modern, more performance-oriented, genre-blending Prog. ... more
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