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mrtropy
Trad climber
Nor Cal
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Jul 29, 2015 - 06:27am PT
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Don't know if anyone here would remember, but BITD (late 80's - early 90's)there was a punk bank in New York called Sewer Trout, made up of a bunch of climbers. They released one of their albums under the name New Vulgarians and on that album they resang most of their better songs, but with different lyrics that were all about climbing. Somewhere I've got the tape, but I have no idea where.
There was also a climbing partner of mine from here in the OC, named David Larsen, that produced his own music in the mid 90's that had an Agent Orange flair. Many of his songs were based on climbing experiences. One song I remember was Bugs on a Big Wall.
Sewer Trout was from Sacramento Not new york. Only the singer was a climber and just had his band back him up. I used to have tape too but it is lost in my garage or gone by now. The singer committed suicide a few years back. With a little searching on the web there is a bit more.
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hellroaring
Trad climber
San Francisco
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The Mountain Goats: "Third Snow Song". Not really a song about climbing but the descriptive language always reminded me of climbing:
In January I took a short walk
Down to the Broadway bridge
Two and a half blocks
When you scrape the ice away
You can read the bridge dedication
I can feel the cold air coming in through my teeth
I saw the bridge
I saw the water underneath
That's a whole lotta water
That's a whole lotta water
I took the key that I"d forgotten the function of
Twisted it from the keyring as the bridge loomed above
I hammered it against the ice
I hammered it against the ice
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Saugy
Mountain climber
BC
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Jan 22, 2016 - 05:14pm PT
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Some great entries on this thread.. I love how music (words) can evoke the feelings that one can experience when in the mountains, and how some songs keep filling the mind during the long slogs.
I have a big list.
This one i came upon more recently
This is the whole album.. click onto song 8
[Click to View YouTube Video]
"Start A Fire"
I was born a baby boy a long time ago
Back when the hillsides were green and the water would flow
But nights they fall and settle like snow
I watched as the hillsides turned white with nowhere to go
Oh think I’m gonna start a fire
Oh think I’m gonna start a fire
Now my heart’s a frozen lake where streams used to flow
Down to the forest of my mind where memory would grow
Now I walk amongst the trees where the last sun glows
The leaves are all golden and brown with nowhere to go
Oh think I’m gonna start a fire
Oh think I’m gonna start a fire
My skin like these boulders
Is cracking and older
With each passing year that goes
My cliff face is crumbling
Silently tumbling
Down to the water below
And if I light a match I’ll be able to catch
The last sun before it goes
And oh well I think I’m gonna start a fire
Oh think I’m gonna start a fire
And oh think I’m gonna start a fire now
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Gnome Ofthe Diabase
climber
Out Of Bed
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Jan 22, 2016 - 05:52pm PT
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The verse:
I saw a friend who doesn't know that I'm his friend just yet,
His eyes & mouth were widely open, & his jaw was set,
Like he'd fell off a cliff and hadn't hit the bottom yet,
Wish he wouldn't pull those type of things on me with out a net,
I had him up to the house one time. We were having a real good time,. . .
[Click to View YouTube Video]
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hooblie
climber
from out where the anecdotes roam
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Jan 22, 2016 - 06:25pm PT
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from a 2011 thread "best bars near a climbing area":
http://www.supertopo.com/climbing/thread.php?topic_id=1617081
and by the way ... "where the hell is roscoe?" ... ha, local joke.
i played this song ... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fJJQ2O4qBAM ...
on the juke box at the grizzly bar with my final load sitting on the porch
all set for a solo on one of the bigger features up the east rosebud.
after about the third repeat the cowboys sort of nudged me out the door,
but the song kept rolling around in my head for the next couple days.
after four pitches i decided i wasn't a soloist, just a guy without a partner.
that mushroom swiss burger played heavily on my decision
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Steve Grossman
Trad climber
Seattle, WA
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Topic Author's Reply - Aug 27, 2016 - 03:14pm PT
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Relevant musical bump...
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Fossil climber
Trad climber
Atlin, B. C.
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Aug 27, 2016 - 04:50pm PT
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I vaguely recall this from some Sierra Club Rock Climbing Section newsletter back when there was such a thing - probably early 50s. It's fragmentary, I think there was more, which is an awful thought.
Sung to the tune of Battle Hymn of the Republic.
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Will it go around the chockstone asked belayer, looking up?
The leader feebly answered yes and clawed his way on up.
He was driving in a piton when his foothold crumbled out
And they ain’t gonna climb no more.
Chorus
Gory, gory what a helluva way to die.
Gory, gory what a helluva way to die.
Gory, gory what a helluva way to die
And they ain’t gonna climb no more.
There was blood upon the rucksacks
There were brains upon the ropes,
Intestines were all strewn about across the rocky slopes.
They picked them up in baskets after salvaging the ropes
And they ain’t gonna climb no more.
Chorus etc.
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pb
Sport climber
Sonora Ca
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Aug 27, 2016 - 06:43pm PT
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on top of my quick draws
and under my hat
I put my banana
and guess where I sat
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Todd Eastman
climber
Bellingham, WA
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Aug 27, 2016 - 11:39pm PT
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Easter Time Too - Dylan
Also the name of a Gunks climb that reminds me of Kevin and Barbra Bein for some reason...
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Steve Grossman
Trad climber
Seattle, WA
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Topic Author's Reply - Oct 7, 2017 - 07:00pm PT
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Follow the bouncing biner bump...
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Ed Hartouni
Trad climber
Livermore, CA
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Jul 21, 2018 - 06:41pm PT
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WTF bump
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