Story Behind the Song – Pistols Blazing

I’m starting a new series on this blog called Story Behind the Song. This won’t be for everybody. Some people prefer NOT to know the story behind the song because it definitely can take some of the magic out of it. Other people love to know how things were created, so if you’re the latter read on.

Delavan L to R, Mark Larson, Melany Joy Beck, James Gould, Vero

Delavan L to R, Mark Larson, Melany Joy Beck, James Gould, Vero

The genesis for Pistols Blazing, my new song with my band Delavan actually happened while I was watching Meryl Streep in The Iron Lady where she plays an ailing former Prime Minister Margaret Thatcher. I had consumed several shots of whiskey and it was getting on in the evening. I won’t ruin the movie for anyone who hasn’t seen it, but what struck me was how Thatcher pressed on toward the inevitable despite her faculties succumbing to what all bodies and minds fall to eventually.

I thought about how many people I’ve known that have spent greater and lesser amounts of time in the public eye and how there grows an increasing responsibility with this over time. It’s the same for anyone responsible for things bigger than themselves. Kids. A job. Art. We give until there is nothing left when it comes to the things we love. We cope as best we can. We pick ourselves up, often with the help of others, and we go on. Occasionally we resort to self-destructive means simply to drag ourselves out the door and be that person that people seem to so desperately need us to be. There is a particular poignancy when we know we’re fading. We know the end of the story. And we keep on going anyway, while everybody waits and hopes for that one last flash of greatness.

That’s what the song is about. Lyrics are below. You can also download it at http://bit.ly/1dUNiqD.
Pistols Blazing

Shot glass on the table, lights go dim

Something on your mind

Swear to God it’s like back in time again

We’re still waiting

This is what you do

Take your time until we’re through

 

And you’re gone, gone, gone pistols blazing

We don’t know what you’re saying

But when you’re on, on, on your shit’s amazing

Take your time, we’ll wait in line

It’s long, but the show got to go on

 

Gonna pick you up, set you down

Put it in your mouth

Pretty soon you’ll be back around

To dance, dance, dance

Get on about it

Forget your lines, you tried and tried to keep your mind

 

But you’re gone, gone, gone pistols blazing

We don’t know what you’re saying

But when you’re on, on, on your shit’s amazing

Take your time we’ll wait in line, it’s long

But the show got to go on

 

And the candle burns down too

Everybody is still paying

You gotta keep on playing

Keep on playing

Keep on playing

Playing

Playing

Playing till you’re gone, gone, gone pistols blazing

We don’t know what you’re saying

But when you’re on, on, on your shit’s amazing

Take your time, we’ll wait in line

It’s long, but the show got to go on

You got to go on

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