#Please don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away

[fallimentiquotidiani]

Slip inside the eye of your mind

Don't you know you might find

A better place to play

You said that you'd never been

But all the things that you've seen

Slowly fade away

So I start a revolution from my bed

'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head

Step outside, summertime's in bloom

Stand up beside the fireplace

Take that look from off your face

You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait

She knows it's too late

As we're walking on by

Her soul slides away

But don't look back in anger

I heard you say

Take me to the place where you go

Where nobody knows

If it's night or day

But please don't put your life in the hands

Of a rock and roll band

Who'll throw it all away

I'm gonna start a revolution from my bed

'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head

Step outside 'cause summertime's in bloom

Stand up beside the fireplace

Take that look from off your face

'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait

She knows it's too late

As she's walking on by

My soul slides away

But don't look back in anger

I heard you say

So Sally can wait

She knows it's too late

As we're walking on by

Her soul slides away

But don't look back in anger

I heard you say

So Sally can wait

She knows it's too late

As she's walking on by

My soul slides away

But don't look back in anger

Don't look back in anger

I heard you say

At least not today

#don't look back in anger #Oasis #what's the story morning glory #britpop #Brit-pop #90's #Please don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away

[missrayon]

imagine all the people living for today... nothing to kill or die for and no religion too... imagine all the people living life in peace... slip inside the eye of your mind don't you know you might find a better place to play you said that you've never been but all the things that you've seen will slowly fade away so I start a revolution from my bed cause you said the brains I had went to my head step outside summertime's in bloom stand up beside the fireplace take that look from off your face cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out... take me to the place where you go where nobody knows if it's night or day please don't put your life in hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away... how many special people change how many lives are living strange where were you while we were getting high... someday you will find me caught beneath the landslide in a champagne supernova in the sky... cause people believe that they're gonna get away for the summer but you and I we live and die the world's still spinning round we don't know why why why why... are you following me. and what if we throw whatever in here

[brothersonahotelbed]

slip inside the eye of your mind don't you know you might find a better place to play you said that you've never been but all the things that you've seen will slowly fade away so i start a revolution from my bed cause you said the brains i had went to my head step outside summertime's in bloom stand up beside the fireplace take that look from off your face you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out and so sally can wait she knows it's too late as we're walking on by her soul slides away but don't look back in anger i heard you say take me to the place where you go where nobody knows if it's night or day please don't put your life in the hands of a rock n roll band who'll throw it all away gonna start a revolution from my bed cause you said the brains i had went to my head step outside cause summertime's in bloom stand up beside the fireplace take that look from off your face you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out and so sally can wait she knows it's too late as we're walking on by my soul slides away but don't look back in anger i heard you say so sally can wait she knows it's too late as we're walking on by her soul slides away but don't look back in anger i heard you say so sally can wait she knows it's too late as we're walking on by my soul slides away but don't look back in anger. don't look back in anger. i heard you say. At least not today

#loquitur

[shinyfire-0]

Sex, death, and rock n roll

Take me to the place where you go

Where nobody knows

If it's night or day

But please don't put your life in the hands

Of a rock and roll band

Who'll throw it all away

I was listening to a bit of Oasis the other day - those lyrics are from their song Don’t Look Back in Anger - and funnily enough, I thought of Erik.  Erik as the rock and roll band. Deep, man. 

There is a great desire to be rescued from our shitty, boring, difficult lives. God, the longing I had as a teenager for someone to come and see me for the glorious being I truly was, and whisk me away from the drudgery of school and every day mundanities. Where was my handsome prince, my rock and roll band in whose hands I could place my life??

Traditionally it’s the Handsome Prince who rides on in his magnificent steed, who sees the poor, down at heel young woman, marred by the cares of the world, who sees her for the beautiful and fascinating person she is, and transforms her life. 

Erik sees Christine’s potential when everyone around her is too stupid or too busy to notice. He swoops in and sets her on a path of vocal, emotional and sexual transformation; he reveals her true, magnificent nature. And yes, the idea of being transformed in this way by a dark genius who is obsessed with us is deeply attractive. It’s low effort and, thanks to his wondrous ways with vocal teaching and nefarious ways of murder and extortion, success is almost certainly guaranteed. 

And while Christine becomes known and acknowledged and loved for who she truly is, Erik himself becomes ever shrouded in mystery, at least to the outside world and perhaps to himself. Instead of being merely an annoying Opera Ghost, he's a fearsome Angel of Music, a messenger of the divine, sent from heaven. 

Of course, Christine had two ‘princes’ to rescue her, the lucky girl, Raoul who is truly an aristocratic, handsome princeling in stark contrast to Erik, her dark prince.  Erik, the worker (he builds the opera house, remember), the ugly and the unwelcome, is the opposite of princely. In the original novel, Leroux directs us to associate Erik with the most terrifying of the working classes, the Communards. When the story was first published, as a serialisation in Parisian newspapers, the memory of the terror of the Commune would still have haunted the readers. 

So what’s a girl to do? There Christine is, living the dream, with not one but two men trying to rescue her from her terrible fate of being an unmarried 19th century woman trying to have a bit of a career, but neither man presents much of an option. Give it all up to marry Raoul. Give it all up to marry Erik. She tells Raoul she’s never going to marry, given the choice. Erik gives her his version of a choice; sex or death. He wants sex, and probably so does she, but to her, it’s sex and death. Sex with death. Maybe she was into this. Leroux suggests she definitely was not considering she tried to take her own life by hammering her head against the wall.  

Leroux doesn’t offer us a definitive answer as to what happens to Christine and her two princes. The final events of the novel are told to us secondhand. We get to hear the words of that most unreliable of narrators, Erik, through his only friend possible co-conspirator, the Daroga. Conveniently, he tells the reporter of the story - GL - that Raoul and Christine go off to the mountains never to be seen again, and no one appears to want to check this fact. Philippe is dead, but is no one going to ask the rest of the de Chagny family where Raoul went?  Apparently not. And we can’t ask Christine’s Mamma Valerius because she is presented as a mad old woman.  A big mystery. Let’s not go digging around too deeply for what we might find.

What might have happened to Christine had her two princes not come along to rescue her? Sh always strikes me as a feisty young woman who probably didn’t want rescuing so much as she wanted a bit of a career, with a nice bit of sex with death on the side.  But I guess, if you have all control over your life, all choices removed, it can feel very much like death, metaphorically, and perhaps in Christine’s case, literally.

Andrew Lloyd Webber made the story into one of redemption, which can be equated very easily with the central redemptive myth of Christianity. Christine, the Christ, willingly chooses death by negating her own wishes and desires and kissing a really ugly man, the central act of the musical which is symbolic of her metaphorical self sacrificial death - make of that what you will (Let’s avoid the fact that many people think the musical is an expression ALW’s own, but highly profitably, psycho-drama) - and in doing so, everyone is restored to freedom and life. Except Erik. Who dies. Except he doesn’t die, does he?  Not in ALW’s alternate universe fanmusical…gawd. Anyway. Let’s not go there either. 

Leroux offers no such easy hope.  He’s at best agnostic towards the fate of Christine and Raoul. Christine’s sacrifice might have saved them all, it might not have done and they might both have been killed.  Who knows.  That’s where the fanfic writers come in. 

Leroux doesn’t strike me as a man given to write moral tales for the improvement of young ladies. But inherent in his story is a warning: choose sex, choose thrills, choose sex with death, choose putting your life in the hands of a rock and roll band, you might end up dead. Perhaps given the era he was writing in, he just couldn’t help himself. 

If you don’t like Leroux’s ending, don’t look back in anger, get writing, get reading those fics by writers who make it all OK. 

#phantom of the opera #poto #erik x christine #gaston leroux #Her soul slides away #le fantôme de l'opéra

[dilfsuzanneyk]

"please don't put your life in the hands of a rock n roll band who'll throw it all away" i have my head in my hands rn

#DON'T LOOK AT ME IM NOT GETTING EMOTIONAL OVER OASIS #vex rambles

[slutforcoffein]

When Noel and Liam sang "But please don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away" I really took it as a dare huh

#yes this song is about oasis #but it's also about any other band I've been obsessed with over the years #mcr #paramore #oasis #sel talks

[wajjs]

dude i swear, i may not agree with some people's opinion here in tumblr, especially with the men-hating thing they have going on but damn do they give the most amazing and helpful advice that even most adults in real life wouldnt say to us teens. they even act as my therapist since some posts would make me realize some shit that i may have been disregarding or shit that have me in denial.

as oasis would say, please don't put your life in the hands of a rock-and-roll band who'll throw it all away etc etc

#anonblob #blob talks #it is good you found a voice that made you feel heard but #your advice and life counseling shouldn't come from tumblr alone #tumblr can be a nudge in the right direction #and sometimes it will throw you off a cliff

[grafandarq]

soul slides away

"Take me to the place where you go Where nobody knows If it's night or day But please don't put your life in the hands Of a rock and roll band Who'll throw it all away"

#soul slides away #Of a rock and roll band

[bobisusu]

who is your number one rockstar?

tough question..!!! i think with everything currently going on plus my trust issues (lol) and listening to the greatest advice "please don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away" from noel gallagher i would certainly say it's. Carl Dean Wilson of The Beach Boys. angelic voice, great music works, peaceful anti-war king, overall cool and lovely guy, is said to be the kindest person around by people near him......... world's no.1 white boy sweetheart.

#ask #learned the hard way liking famous and alive white people constantly making me disappointed lol #i dont think carl would disappoint me if hes still alive either

[alexstorm]

I know! I'm not the one who constantly brings her or her music up despite me having said I'd appreciated if they don't. // hahaha they’re trying to convert you. Give up guys, she’s not joining the cult

I'm not for cults in general or I wouldn't be an atheist. lol

Put Charlie or Charlize in charge of any cult and I'm game. I'd do anything for them. lmao But musicians? C'mon, Oasis already warned us. "Please don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away."

#asks

[artis-theweapon]

"please don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away" seems like solid advice, im still not listening to it tho

[missrayon]

this is the craziest song ever not only taking this lou reed song originally recorded with vu before appearing on his debut solo album and putting the devastating lyrics from don't look back in anger please don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away which carries great weight when applied to all oasis the velvet underground and the libertines he also threw in the words hunky dory right before.

#Spotify

[theiloveyousong]

Slip inside the eye of your mind

Don't you know you might find

A better place to play

You said that you'd never been

But all the things that you've seen

Slowly fade away

So I start a revolution from my bed

'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head

Step outside, summertime's in bloom

Stand up beside the fireplace

Take that look from off your face

You ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait

She knows it's too late

As we're walking on by

Her soul slides away

But don't look back in anger

I heard you say

Take me to the place where you go

Where nobody knows

If it's night or day

But please don't put your life in the hands

Of a rock and roll band

Who'll throw it all away

I'm gonna start a revolution from my bed

'Cause you said the brains I had went to my head

Step outside 'cause summertime's in bloom

Stand up beside the fireplace

Take that look from off your face

'Cause you ain't ever gonna burn my heart out

And so Sally can wait

She knows it's too late

As she's walking on by

My soul slides away

But don't look back in anger

I heard you say

So Sally can wait

She knows it's too late

As we're walking on by

Her soul slides away

But don't look back in anger

I heard you say

So Sally can wait

She knows it's too late

As she's walking on by

My soul slides away

But don't look back in anger

Don't look back in anger

I heard you say

At least not today

(— mystery lyric anon)

OH IS THIS TOMMY AGAIN

[sunkentreasure]

please don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away

[lu-in-the-sky-w-diamonds]

when Noel Gallagher said "please, don't put your life in the hands of a rock and roll band who'll throw it all away" I felt that.

#greek tumblr #greek aesthetic #greektumblr #liam gallagher #oasis #noel gallagher #90s aesthetic #γκρικ ποστ #greek #γκρικ #vintage #γρεεκ #love #britpop #rock music #lyrics #life #sad thoughts #greek posts #greekblog #ελληνικόtumblr #ελληνικό tumblr #sad lyrics #post #i felt this #i felt that #gallaghers #oasislyrics

[the-empress-7]

OASIS released Don't Look Back in Anger on this day 25 years ago, the same day BP put statement regarding The Sussex. What a fit for today theme. "So Harry can wait, he know he's too late as we're walking on by. His soul slide away, but don't look back in anger I heard you say".

OMG this song has been stuck in my head all week long. Whoa.

Take me to the place where you go Where nobody knows If it's night or day But please don't put your life in the hands Of a rock and roll band Who'll throw it all away