White Rabbit (1187 hits)
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Rating: 1.65 on 22 reviews (Rate this item) (V)
Submitted by Bigmike (View user info) at 2004-03-07 13:37:48 EST
He closed his eyes and the drums and guitars started their pounding, rhythmical beat.
Do do dododo dodo do do dododo dodo do do dododo dodo do do dododo dodo do
"One pill makes you larger
And one pill makes you small,
And the ones that mother gives you
Don't do anything at all.
Go ask Alice
When she's ten feet tall".
He always liked this song and now that he was onstage performing it in front of the crowd at the stadium, his fingers came to life on the bass and his voice became stonger, clearer, more powerful than it had ever been before.
He liked laying down the bass beat in the background of this song while his vocals were in the forefront. He always saw an irony there, or a paradox. He carried the back and he carried the front. Bass and vocals. He had this argument many a time with the other band members over bonghits and shots.
"It's not the drums, it's the bass".
"Fuck you, dude. It's the drums. The bass is just there because the song sounds shitty without bottom".
"No way man, pass that would you, it's the bass. The drums keep the beat but the bass adds the power".
And on and on we would go until we couldn't argue anymore and we had to pick up the instruments and play. Jamming on anything that popped into our heads, but ultimately coming back to...
"And if you go chasing rabbits
And you know you're going to fall,
Tell 'em a hookah smoking caterpillar
Has given you the call.
Call Alice
When she was just small".
This song always took him back. The band had been together for about 3 years now. They had been practicing twice every week and finally it was beginning to pay off. A bit gig here, a small club there, word was getting around though. There was a time when he would go walking into a club, start talking with some chick, and he would mention his band.
Nothing. No recognition.
Now, when he walked into a club some of the chicks recognized him and came up to him. Always wanting to talk music. Wondering how the band could be so tight, wondering what it was like to be up onstage. Asking him if he wanted to screw. It's amazing what a little exposure and some tight riffs and good vocals could do for you.
He stopped dreaming for a minute.....his voice was strong....powerful.
"When the men on the chessboard
Get up and tell you where to go
And you've just had some kind of mushroom
And your mind is moving low.
Go ask Alice
I think she'll know".
He loved the harmonies with that line. Go ask Alice I think she'll know. He thought about the relationships he had developed with the band members. Where were they going, what were they gonna do if they became famous. That was silly talk to them. They could never become famous, that only happens to other guys, not them. If it did happen, they weren't prepared.
"When logic and proportion
Have fallen softly dead,
And the White Knight is talking backwards
And the Red Queen's "off with her head!"
Remember what the dormouse said:
"Feed your head. Feed your head. Feed your head"
As the drums and guitar powered into the last of the song, he dared to open his eyes, which had been closed during the entire song. He looked out over the crowd, seemingly on autopilot as the song was winding down and they were getting ready to launch into a kickass rendition of "Breaking the law" by Judas Priest. He looked at the mass of people yelling, screaming, swaying to the music.
He wondered where they were going to go next. Wondered if he dare to dream of huge venues and first billing on a national tour.
Wondered if they could do it.
Then it didn't matter any more, the guitars were in full again, it was time to fly....
"There I was completely wasting, out of work and down
all inside it's so frustrating as I drift from town to town
feel as though nobody cares if I live or die
so I might as well begin to put some action in my life
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law
Breaking the law, breaking the law".
User Reviews
Submitted by G-prime (user info) at 2006-04-20 19:42:34 EDT (#)
Ranking: 1
cover bands don't make it big
Submitted by iddqd at 2004-03-09 00:46:51 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
nah, drink, you gotta throw the the tape deck in with you as the rabbit peaks.
"just tell them i was trying to get higher"
fiction, or reminiscence, bigmike? either way interesting and fun, and great fucking choice of song. i think if you used some more words, you could really explore the song a bit more for us and inject some of your own insights, and experiences. which i think would be great to read...
Submitted by Quartermain (user info) at 2004-03-08 16:13:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
No Comment
Submitted by The_taste_of_Monkeys (user info) at 2004-03-08 11:29:22 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
As a bassist I would rate this as...um duh *drool* Is my guitar the one with the big strings? Durrrr.
Submitted by jumpinjellyfish (user info) at 2004-03-08 11:19:18 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Very captivating read...keep them coming!
Submitted by j_ghost (user info) at 2004-03-08 01:44:44 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
..oh god, did you eat all this acid?
you better pray to god theres some thorazine in that bag or your in big fukking trouble.
Submitted by Method (user info) at 2004-03-07 23:24:38 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
hey!
HEY!!
STOP THAT!!
Couldnt you please just get really fucked up one night and post something horrible?
It would make me feel so much better about myself.
Submitted by dakingisdead (user info) at 2004-03-07 20:01:05 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Big fella that is THE BEST SONG EVER WRITTEN.
I don't know how to describe it but the way it just builds and builds just gets me everytime.I guess it's also because it is such a short song (particularly for the Airplane) it just sort of finishes leaving you wanting a whole lot more!
Anyway I thought Grace Slick was the sexiest chick alive with the sexiest voice on vinyl when this came out.
Submitted by drink_DDT (user info) at 2004-03-07 19:52:28 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Throw the toaster in when the Rabbit peaks.
Submitted by Can_Always_Trust_A_Liar (user info) at 2004-03-07 18:26:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Play Freebird!
Submitted by Herpes (user info) at 2004-03-07 18:18:33 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Trippy...
Submitted by Confusion (user info) at 2004-03-07 16:57:20 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
DUde..it was like WhOa...and like duDe...it was just so Dude...WhoA duDe...wHoaA...
Submitted by fingerbang (user info) at 2004-03-07 16:03:34 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
duuuuuuude its dimensia! ya know
Submitted by Judoka (user info) at 2004-03-07 15:58:31 EST (#)
Ranking: 0
Submitted by IndianOcean (user info) at 2004-03-07 14:45:33 (#)
Ranking: 2
I been breaking the law.. no more law breaking for me.. I am straighting my stuff out..
So why am I doing it?
I could offer you a million answers, all false. The truth is that I'm a bad person, but that's going to change. I'm going to change. This is the last of that sort of thing. I'm cleaning up and I'm moving on, going straight and choosing life. I'm looking forward to it already. I'm going to be just like you. The job, the family, the fucking big television, the washing machine, the car, the compact disc and electrical tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisurewear, luggage, three-piece suite, DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, nine to five, good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing the gutters, getting by, looking ahead, to the day you die.
Trainspotting
Submitted by Random Joe at 2004-03-07 15:23:23 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
wow, indian ocean is actually typing coherently!
Submitted by jimbobjoe (user info) at 2004-03-07 15:06:48 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Nice BigMike. Keep them coming. I don't read much anymore here but I always have and think I always will like your stories best. Thanks for entertaining me during a boring work shift.
Submitted by IndianOcean (user info) at 2004-03-07 14:45:33 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I been breaking the law.. no more law breaking for me.. I am straighting my stuff out..
So why am I doing it?
I could offer you a million answers, all false. The truth is that I'm a bad person, but that's going to change. I'm going to change. This is the last of that sort of thing. I'm cleaning up and I'm moving on, going straight and choosing life. I'm looking forward to it already. I'm going to be just like you. The job, the family, the fucking big television, the washing machine, the car, the compact disc and electrical tin opener, good health, low cholesterol, dental insurance, mortgage, starter home, leisurewear, luggage, three-piece suite, DIY, game shows, junk food, children, walks in the park, nine to five, good at golf, washing the car, choice of sweaters, family Christmas, indexed pension, tax exemption, clearing the gutters, getting by, looking ahead, to the day you die.
I AM GOING TO CHANGE.. thanks BIGMIKE for my big revelation.
Submitted by DJMattB241 (user info) at 2004-03-07 14:42:07 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
*joins Blitzkrieg*
Submitted by BLITZKREIG_BOB (user info) at 2004-03-07 14:28:10 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
*Holds lit zippo up over head and gives the thumb, pointer finger, and pinkie devil-salute*
Submitted by Biloba (user info) at 2004-03-07 14:09:59 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
I almost never read the fiction here, yet that kept me interested.
+2 for you.
Submitted by Heimdallsman (user info) at 2004-03-07 14:07:17 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Cool, man.
--HeimdallsMan
Submitted by Falconer (user info) at 2004-03-07 13:51:29 EST (#)
Ranking: 2
Breaking the motherfuckin law!
Yay!