SONG OF THE DAY Gavin Clark – The Russian


I have been saving up for Gavin Clark’s Beautiful Skeletons for quite some time now, but with an average selling price of just over £200, I’ve yet to justify the purchase..but he is a hero of mine and one of my all-time favourites so whatever happens, one day I will own a copy of Beautiful Skeletons, whatever the price!

His music just always makes me feel alright and turns even the worse moment into something magic..I love him, but I’m sure I’ve mentioned this on a few occasions!

Knowing the tragic fate of Gavin Clark, it does make you wonder how close and cutting his lyrics often were, like with today’s song.  The Russian is stunningly haunting and fragile, with Gavin Clark’s unique dusty-tone ruminating emotive and stirring lines such as, “I don’t need to need to figure out if I am blessed or I am cursed, there is darkness in the centre of every bone” and “there’s an inch of crimson thread sewn into my skin, a reminder of the truth, the hollow I am in..” 

Whether this song is an offering into Clark’s brittle mind, I can only speculate, but this song goes straight to the soul and for me that is where it has always remained. This poignant song is a special one, but there is not one Gavin Clark song that I do not love….Listen above.

About The Listening Post Blog

The Listening Post Blog - A place to discover new sounds, where the music speaks for itself..
This entry was posted in Country, Folk, Folk Pop, Singer-songwriter, World and tagged , , , . Bookmark the permalink.

6 Responses to SONG OF THE DAY Gavin Clark – The Russian

  1. Bastian Guhl says:

    great song! I just rediscovered it as well.. do you know the rest of the lyrics? I don’ quite understand everything

    Liked by 1 person

  2. Hello Bastian
    Many thanks for your message.
    Indeed, I’m a great lover of anything Gavin Clark! Have heard his son, Michael Clark? Check him out, I’ve covered him on my blog!
    As for these lyrics, I need to have another good listen.
    What do you have of the song so far, I’ll try to piece together what you dont have?

    Like

  3. Bastian Guhl says:

    Wow, no I haven’t heard of his son, but its also great music! Thanks!

    For The Russian this is what I got so far:

    i keep a box of ??? in the pocket of my coat
    i have none ??? right ? wrong
    i dont need to figure out if I’m blessed or I am cursed
    there is darkness in the center and death upon the verge (?)

    when I’m standing on the ??? out in the city square
    when the sirens hear a screaming, tearing up the air
    when I’m flying I’m flying I’m flying to get to the top (?)
    I take a ??? and watch it burn

    there’s an inch of crimson thread, sown into my skin
    a reminder of the truth, the hollow I am in
    when I’m standing on the ??? out in the city sqaure
    when the sirens hear a screaming, screaming, tearing through the air
    when I’m flying I’m flying I’m flying tracing out my time (?)
    I take a ??? (within existence?) and watch it burn

    Thanks for your help 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

  4. This is my pleasure Bastian! Going through Gavin Clark lyrics is heaven for me so thank you too!
    I’ve managed to fill in most of the gaps, I’m not sure they are right but they sound right! There is just one sentence (you’ll see where I mean) that I just couldn’t work out no matter how many times I listened! That’s frustrating!
    See what you think, this is what I came up with – I put brackets round what I thought were the correct/missing lyrics: 🙂

    I keep a box of (filter tips) in the pocket of my coat
    I have no (??? the rest is racked and rolled)
    I don’t need to figure out if I’m blessed or I am cursed
    There is darkness in the centre and death upon the verge

    When I’m standing on the (soap box )out in the city square
    When the sirens hear a screaming, tearing up the air
    When I’m flying I’m flying I’m flying to get to the top
    I take a (paper thin existence) and watch it burn

    There’s an inch of crimson thread, sown into my skin
    A reminder of the truth, the hollow I am in
    When I’m standing on the (soap box) out in the city square
    When the sirens hear a screaming, screaming, tearing through the air
    When I’m flying I’m flying I’m flying tracing out my time
    I take a (paper thin existence) and watch it burn

    As for his son! The apple definitely didn’t fall far from this great tree! He’s wonderful!! He sounds very much like his Dad but has his own musical gift and is definitely worth checking out! He released his debut EP last week, it’s great!! 🙂

    Like

  5. Bastian Guhl says:

    😀 I’m glad we both got something out of this then
    Thanks! Paper thin existence! Yes that makes sense, and it’s such a nice poetic image!
    I’m putting together the chords as well to play it on guitar 🙂 obviously I can’t copy the Clark style but it’s fun to play anyway

    Like

  6. 👍☺️We definitely got something out of that indeed! ..you helped me with some lyrics I didn’t quite get either so it was great! I’d love to see/hear your rendition? Maybe you could send it? 😊

    Like

Let me know your thoughts, leave comments here:

Please log in using one of these methods to post your comment:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.