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Neil Halstead — Wittgenstein's Arm
Album: Palindrome Hunches
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Released: 2012
Length: 5:57
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Hey there now did I hear your voice,
ringing out in the early morning?
Did I hear you singing right through the night,
out there while I was rolling?
Did you see my brother lying in the ditch,
knuckles all scraped and the powder on him
passing like a shadow right through the night,
through my days and through my mind?

Love is dead and truth is empty
it won't heal and it won't save me.
See that girl in the checked white skirt
I'll hold her tonight and maybe it'll work

Love is all,
a white dove in the snow,
passing through,
like a bright new moon.
Mama froze.
Women's blood once flowed.

Death runs deep in this family.
Write your song for the left and only.
Lost my arm in the first great war.
Wish I'd never learned that piano before.

See my brother drinking from the glass.
They say he died with his eyes wide open.
Poison flowing right through the veins.
Glass of milk fell from his hands.

Love is all.
Find the right way home.
Time is all.
Find the right way home.
Powder moon.
Find the right way home.
Time is all.
Find the right way home.

Hey there now did you hear my voice,
ringing out in the early morning?
Did you hear me singing right through the night?
I wonder if you'll ever get tired of this.

Death runs deep in this family.
Write your song for the left and only.
Lost my arm in the first great war.
Wish I'd never learned that piano before. (repeat)

Love is all.
Find the right way home.
Time is all
Find the right way home.
Powder moon
Find the right way home.
Time is all.
Find the right way home.
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Très belle mélodie, merci ! Nice melody, thanks !
 hschlossberg wrote:

Regardless of how hard I might try... my apologies if I start snoring.


Mouthbreather.
Bill, did you play this because today is the last of our palindrome week (9/19/19)?
Regardless of how hard I might try... my apologies if I start snoring.
 Pjesnik wrote:
Nice cover. Interesting album title.
 
Yes, the album title makes me wonder if there are any examples somewhere.  Maybe something like "Dennis and Edna sinned."
Nice cover. Interesting album title.
Do nice and sad go along? This song might be the answer.
Spectacular. What a subject, What a poem!
....... like
 NoEnzLefttoSplit wrote:
Well it also made me wonder what the hell it was about and what the hell Wittgenstein's arm has to do with it. Sound like the whole family was a victim of their own success. From Wikipedia:

Ray Monk writes that Karl's aim was to turn his sons into captains of industry; they were not sent to school lest they acquire bad habits, but were educated at home to prepare them for work in Karl's industrial empire. Three of the five brothers would later commit suicide. Psychiatrist Michael Fitzgerald argues that Karl was a harsh perfectionist who lacked empathy, and that Wittgenstein's mother was anxious and insecure, unable to stand up to her husband. Johannes Brahms said of the family, whom he visited regularly: "They seemed to act towards one another as if they were at court." The family appeared to have a strong streak of depression running through it. Anthony Gottlieb tells a story about Paul practicing on one of the seven grand pianos in the Wittgensteins' main family mansion, when he suddenly shouted at Ludwig in the next room: "I cannot play when you are in the house, as I feel your scepticism seeping towards me from under the door!"

 
Ludwig (bottom-right), Paul, and their sisters, late 1890s

The family Palais housed seven grand pianos and each of the siblings pursued music "with an enthusiasm that, at times, bordered on the pathological." The eldest brother, Hans, was hailed as a musical prodigy. At the age of four, writes Alexander Waugh, Hans could identify the Doppler effect in a passing siren as a quarter-tone drop in pitch, and at five started crying "Wrong! Wrong!" when two brass bands in a carnival played the same tune in different keys. But he died in mysterious circumstances in May 1902, when he ran away to America and disappeared from a boat in Chesapeake Bay, most likely having committed suicide.

Two years later, aged 22 and studying chemistry at the Berlin Academy, the third eldest brother, Rudi, committed suicide in a Berlin bar. He had asked the pianist to play Thomas Koschat's "Verlassen, verlassen, verlassen bin ich" ("Forsaken, forsaken, forsaken am I"), before mixing himself a drink of milk and potassium cyanide. He had left several suicide notes, one to his parents that said he was grieving over the death of a friend, and another that referred to his "perverted disposition". It was reported at the time that he had sought advice from the Scientific-Humanitarian Committee, an organization that was campaigning against Paragraph 175 of the German Criminal Code, which prohibited homosexual sex. His father forbade the family from ever mentioning his name again.

I won't say 'See you tomorrow' because that would be like predicting the future, and I'm pretty sure I can't do that.
— Wittgenstein, 1949

The second eldest brother, Kurt, an officer and company director, shot himself on 27 October 1918 at the end of World War I, when the Austrian troops he was commanding refused to obey his orders and deserted en masse. According to Gottlieb, Hermine had said Kurt seemed to carry "...the germ of disgust for life within himself." Later Wittgenstein wrote: "I ought to have... become a star in the sky. Instead of which I have remained stuck on earth."

 

 
Thanks for this.  I followed many of the links.  I find a bit fascinating that a song, this song, was written for this unusual theme.
And, count on RP to play it.  Thanks B&R.


Nice tune.  I kind of thought this was going to be 'Restless Fugitive' by Willy Mason the first couple of times it came on.
 
Well it also made me wonder what the hell it was about and what the hell Wittgenstein's arm has to do with it. Sound like the whole family was a victim of their own success. From Wikipedia:

Ray Monk writes that Karl's aim was to turn his sons into captains of industry; they were not sent to school lest they acquire bad habits, but were educated at home to prepare them for work in Karl's industrial empire. Three of the five brothers would later commit suicide. Psychiatrist Michael Fitzgerald argues that Karl was a harsh perfectionist who lacked empathy, and that Wittgenstein's mother was anxious and insecure, unable to stand up to her husband. Johannes Brahms said of the family, whom he visited regularly: "They seemed to act towards one another as if they were at court." The family appeared to have a strong streak of depression running through it. Anthony Gottlieb tells a story about Paul practicing on one of the seven grand pianos in the Wittgensteins' main family mansion, when he suddenly shouted at Ludwig in the next room: "I cannot play when you are in the house, as I feel your scepticism seeping towards me from under the door!"

 
Ludwig (bottom-right), Paul, and their sisters, late 1890s

The family Palais housed seven grand pianos and each of the siblings pursued music "with an enthusiasm that, at times, bordered on the pathological." The eldest brother, Hans, was hailed as a musical prodigy. At the age of four, writes Alexander Waugh, Hans could identify the Doppler effect in a passing siren as a quarter-tone drop in pitch, and at five started crying "Wrong! Wrong!" when two brass bands in a carnival played the same tune in different keys. But he died in mysterious circumstances in May 1902, when he ran away to America and disappeared from a boat in Chesapeake Bay, most likely having committed suicide.

Two years later, aged 22 and studying chemistry at the Berlin Academy, the third eldest brother, Rudi, committed suicide in a Berlin bar. He had asked the pianist to play Thomas Koschat's "Verlassen, verlassen, verlassen bin ich" ("Forsaken, forsaken, forsaken am I"), before mixing himself a drink of milk and potassium cyanide. He had left several suicide notes, one to his parents that said he was grieving over the death of a friend, and another that referred to his "perverted disposition". It was reported at the time that he had sought advice from the Scientific-Humanitarian Committee, an organization that was campaigning against Paragraph 175 of the German Criminal Code, which prohibited homosexual sex. His father forbade the family from ever mentioning his name again.

I won't say 'See you tomorrow' because that would be like predicting the future, and I'm pretty sure I can't do that.
— Wittgenstein, 1949

The second eldest brother, Kurt, an officer and company director, shot himself on 27 October 1918 at the end of World War I, when the Austrian troops he was commanding refused to obey his orders and deserted en masse. According to Gottlieb, Hermine had said Kurt seemed to carry "...the germ of disgust for life within himself." Later Wittgenstein wrote: "I ought to have... become a star in the sky. Instead of which I have remained stuck on earth."

 
Monotonous and boring.
There's a fine line between 'elegaic' and 'ho-hum', and this song is treading it. A few more than four notes would be nice, and would help to keep aural interest. The posts about Wittgenstein do help in song appreciation, but OTOH I can feel my eyelids drooping and the arms of Morpheus reaching out to claim me... {#Sleep}
 easmann wrote:
Thanks for the background information.
  
Thank you, easmann! Hope life is grand for you right now...

this song is marvelous...


 btt wrote:

Um , no .
Try to keep up will `ya ? 

 
I can walk over to the National Archives to see ours. That great beautiful document preserved for all eternity...And where's yours?
 rdo wrote:

bullshit
 
Um , no .
Try to keep up will `ya ? 
 btt wrote:

Whether you count them as legitimate governments or not , (and who are you btw ?) , Canada does indeed have a Constitution .
It`s one of the oldest in the world , as a matter of FACT , not speculation , or conjecture .
It sprung from the Royal Proclamation of 1763 ............ 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Constitution_of_Canada

 
bullshit
Reminds me of Barr Brothers' "Beggar in the Morning".
Right. A very touching story, and a good thing to write a song about.
But I still find the music and voice really boring. Sorry.
 


Lazarus wrote:


This song is a reference to the linguist Ludwig Josef Johann Wittgenstein...  intriguing tune...

"The limits of my language are the limits of my world." ("Die grenzen meiner sprache sind die grenzen meiner welt.")  —Ludwig Wittgenstein

oops...  I was wrong...  this song is about Ludwig's brother—

Paul Wittgenstein (November 5, 1887 – March 3, 1961) was an Austrian-born concert pianist who became known for commissioning new piano concerti for the left hand alone, following the amputation of his right arm during the First World War. He devised novel techniques, including pedal and hand-movement combinations, that allowed him to play chords previously regarded as impossible for a five-fingered pianist.

He was the brother of the philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein.



 

To add even more to my comment, here is Neil Halstead's own direct explanation of this song—

“Wittgenstein’s Arm” is inspired by reading about Paul Wittgenstein and their whole family and it was quite a dark story. His four brothers were killed; he had this crazy family that was ripped apart by war. The interesting thing to me was that he was this musician who lost his arm in the war and came back and became really, really famous as a one-armed piano player.



 


Guess I'm not in the mood for this. It's nice enough...but doesn't take me anywhere. I wanna go somewhere today.
 jukes1 wrote:
Calming and well done, but not memorable.

 
Agreed. I kept singing Springsteen's 'Used Cars' over this.
Great song.....reminds me of a track off McLaren Furnace Room by the Watchmen.
 rdo wrote:


{#Notworthy}

Dear Laz,
Who the fuck are you?
rdo     
 

 I be the holy ghost of big stud Romeo Tuma...  I got burned at the stake here in paradise by an angry mob of unsophisticated tone-deaf peasants... 

everybody in my mushrooming multitude of churches be dancing buck ass naked all over the world like bowlegged gypsy muleskinners...  we love this song...  it tweaks our nipples...  love sex, drugs, and rock 'n roll...


Damn Guys,
Chill out!  We should be about the music here.
Leave the Snowdens, spys and scumbags of the
world to the long arm of the laws of their respective governments.
(imho)
 rdo wrote:

 

As for Canada and the UK, I do not count them as legitimate governments.  They are a monarchy.  Canadians are the loyal subjects to the queen of England.  They do not have a constitution.  

 
Whether you count them as legitimate governments or not , (and who are you btw ?) , Canada does indeed have a Constitution .
It`s one of the oldest in the world , as a matter of FACT , not speculation , or conjecture .
It sprung from the Royal Proclamation of 1763 ............ 

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Constitution_of_Canada
 alanthecowboy wrote:

I prefer the term "whistleblower" for Snowden, and for Assange as well.  Of course, I might have a different perspective, not working for a corrupt government...

 

According to Transparency International, the US is ranked 19th in corruption, just slightly behind the UK and ahead of France.  Canada does pretty good, ranked in a tie for 9th place.

 

France, however, is currently on its 5th republic.  No, that is not a typo.  France has indeed gone through five republics (and a few monarchies! and the Vichy regime!!) in the same amount time that the USA has had one continuous republic.  Next time you hear someone say that Europe is “older” and more “sophisticated”, you may want to point that out to them.  Also note, while US was having the great liberal presidency of FDR, the French, under Marshal Petain, were exporting their Jewish citizens to Hitler’s gas chambers.  The Vichy government actively pursued this agenda.  In other words, they did this willingly.

 

As for Canada and the UK, I do not count them as legitimate governments.  They are a monarchy.  Canadians are the loyal subjects to the queen of England.  They do not have a constitution.  The queen deigns to allow her subjects to self-govern.  This could be revoked at any time (she has the power to dissolve parliament).  This is not a mere technicality, as some would lead you to believe.

 

Rule Britannia!  {#Crown}


 rdo wrote:


{#Lol}  Very funny Lazarus.  No, not a spy like your friend Snowden.  Heard from him lately?   Send him my regards.   If you've seen him, please tell him to rush home.  We have a nice warm prison cell awaiting him.    Say hello to Julian while you're at it.  {#Curtain}   {#Wave}

 
I prefer the term "whistleblower" for Snowden, and for Assange as well.  Of course, I might have a different perspective, not working for a corrupt government...
 Lazarus wrote:

marvelous song...  and I can tell Halstead was only playing the piano with one hand when he recorded it...

(rdo, I know you are a government spy!!)


 

{#Lol}  Very funny Lazarus.  No, not a spy like your friend Snowden.  Heard from him lately?   Send him my regards.   If you've seen him, please tell him to rush home.  We have a nice warm prison cell awaiting him.    Say hello to Julian while you're at it.  {#Curtain}   {#Wave}

marvelous song...  and I can tell Halstead was only playing the piano with one hand when he recorded it...


 Lazarus wrote:


This song is a reference to the linguist Ludwig Josef Johann Wittgenstein...  intriguing tune...

"The limits of my language are the limits of my world." ("Die grenzen meiner sprache sind die grenzen meiner welt.")  —Ludwig Wittgenstein

oops...  I was wrong...  this song is about Ludwig's brother—

Paul Wittgenstein (November 5, 1887 – March 3, 1961) was an Austrian-born concert pianist who became known for commissioning new piano concerti for the left hand alone, following the amputation of his right arm during the First World War. He devised novel techniques, including pedal and hand-movement combinations, that allowed him to play chords previously regarded as impossible for a five-fingered pianist.

He was the brother of the philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein.



 

To add even more to my comment, here is Neil Halstead's own direct explanation of this song—

“Wittgenstein’s Arm” is inspired by reading about Paul Wittgenstein and their whole family and it was quite a dark story. His four brothers were killed; he had this crazy family that was ripped apart by war. The interesting thing to me was that he was this musician who lost his arm in the war and came back and became really, really famous as a one-armed piano player.



 

{#Notworthy}

Dear Laz,


Who the fuck are you?


rdo     
The whole CD is incredible, one of my favorites of 2012

Everybody in my church loves this song...
 


This song is a reference to the linguist Ludwig Josef Johann Wittgenstein...  intriguing tune...

"The limits of my language are the limits of my world." ("Die grenzen meiner sprache sind die grenzen meiner welt.")  —Ludwig Wittgenstein

oops...  I was wrong...  this song is about Ludwig's brother—

Paul Wittgenstein (November 5, 1887 – March 3, 1961) was an Austrian-born concert pianist who became known for commissioning new piano concerti for the left hand alone, following the amputation of his right arm during the First World War. He devised novel techniques, including pedal and hand-movement combinations, that allowed him to play chords previously regarded as impossible for a five-fingered pianist.

He was the brother of the philosopher Ludwig Wittgenstein.



 

To add even more to my comment, here is Neil Halstead's own direct explanation of this song—

“Wittgenstein’s Arm” is inspired by reading about Paul Wittgenstein and their whole family and it was quite a dark story. His four brothers were killed; he had this crazy family that was ripped apart by war. The interesting thing to me was that he was this musician who lost his arm in the war and came back and became really, really famous as a one-armed piano player.


yes, Neily - your time is finally off-off!
Some more whine, Neil-Boy...?
Calming and well done, but not memorable.
 MusiqueMusique wrote:
Palindrome Hunches ?
 
Sehcnuh emordnilap.
Palindrome Hunches ?
he's the male Kathleen Edwards—-i like it.
wouldn't of known about Neil..if not for RP, thanks Bill and Rebecca
Sounds so much like Josh Ritter
Great to hear another track from this disc on RP.  Stands tall along with Full Moon Rising!

Very pleasant.


This and beggar in the morning by the barr brothers sound very similar.
This is nice.
"If you're not first, you're last."

- Ricky Bobby
Ha, ha! I'm first.