another one of my Suzanne favorites...I was knocked out when they opened with it at the Bowery, even though I read here (from Suzannes'post) that they had been opening with it recently.
larry torreggiani

Tired of sleeping...

That's my absolute favourite!
It got me to accept my dreams for how they are;
horrible and random...

Spikey

I prefer the album version to the version I heard at the 2 Florida shows. The album version is more dreamlike whereas the live version is more like "wake you up". Of course, the live version makes sense, but somehow the album version is more, sort of, oh..."artsy", and IMHO, better. At any rate, it's a great set starter!

Plus, Talvin Singh's direction on the video and the sort of Metallica "Unforgiven"-esqueness of the video didn't hurt, either.

Somehow, the images of the song can really get in my head and sort of envelop me, much like a uterus. I could really live in that song, like in a uterus. Slap on that Suzy V placebo!

I don't know if I'd put "Tired of Sleeping" in my top 10 Suzy songs, but it'd be pretty close.

-Will

I like the live version that is on one of the 99.9F Degrees single recorded at the Paleo Festival in Switzerland. It's very different from the album version.

This sounds kind of weird, but the 7" Inch version of the song sounds different, too....like it is slightly accelerated, speeded up; the song on the 7" Inch is 4:13, which is shorter than it should be. Anyone experienced the same thing? Is this because of the wear and tear of the vinyl???

Spikey

As mentined somewhwre else, Tired Is one of my all time favs. I simply adore it I can easily relate to many lines of it... actually, I once considered "I wonder when I'll be waking, it's just that there's so much to do and i'm tired of sleeping" to become the opening quotation for a short story of mine that got published as part of a Writing Workshop.... in the end I decided against it, due to possible problems with copyrights....and there was too little time left to ask for consent...

So, tired with all it's imagery is really one of MY SUZANNE SONGS

Cheers,

rolf

I wonder when I'll be waking.

'Tired of Sleeping' is my favourite song as well!By the by, that scream before the song on the 99.9F Degrees single from the Paleo Festival in Switzerland, it was me...

Suzy V opened with "Tired Of Sleeping" at the Oyster Bay show and then remarked, correctly, that it sounded great as a set opener. Wonderful lyrics, waltz-time signature, and that slight Celtic feel that creeps into so many SV tunes.

Celtic? Sounds almost Dutch to me.

I've been thinking a lot about death lately. I wonder if my conscious will continue to exist after death, or if I will cease to exist, or if I will be sleeping until I'm awoken in this world or in a some kind of heaven. It makes me nervous to think about, I can imagine being tired of sleeping for eternity.

Spikey

As long as you are only thinking about it in general (philisophical) terms.

Uncwilly
Heart-rending song of the day: Kingdom Come, Judy Collins

When I was a child I used to think of sleeping as a kind of time travel.

I'd stay awake in bed, obsessed with this idea: the moment I closed my eyes, I'd be transported into the future, arriving safe and sound at the next morning, with no memories of the time in between. Nothing but some fainted images, the stuff we call dreams.

That thought fascinated me, and I played with it. Concentrating in imagining a travel, at the distance of a blink. As if I wanted to see that magical portal or guess the concept behind it. The more I'd focus on it, the more awake I'd remain. Eventually tiredness would get its way through me and, a blink after, I'd be in the next morning. With no memory of train, plane or person driving it.

Maybe those late night thoughts, in the head of the little kid I was, were already the prelude of my flirting with endless nights, and my uncomfortable relationship with mornings. The night has always been the realm of fantasy and imagination. And now, like then, I fight imaginary enemies in order to resist just some minutes more awake. Minutes destined to become hours, in an eternal cycle that makes me exchange days for nights.

I remember a friend of mine, years ago, telling me when I confessed her my difficulty to get up early in the morning: "maybe you don't think you have anything worth to get up to". A cruel thing to say... yet very wise when applied to my situation then.

On that moment I realised that I had lived that state several times throughout my life. The state when not going to sleep means to deliberately avoid my childhood time travel. The state when we fight to remain in the present (the night), refusing to enter "the train" that takes us into the future (the morning).

And so, in some periods my nights get longer. As for my mornings, they obviously get shorter. They are that period when the train arrives, and we feel like not crossing the door leading to the station. Or maybe they are the unconscious wandering through the station with no will to step out. Those sleepy mornings become the epilog of my nights, a lost moment where I mourn the world I left in that unretrievable yesterday, and take a breath to face the new world ahead of me.

Finally I wake up to reality. Like it or not the new day has come. Like it or not, soon I'll be holding on to it as the day I don't want to leave behind. Like it or not, it's my new world awaiting me. With so much still to do. Soon to make me wish I had some more hours to live it.

Finaly I get up, wishing I had been on time for the last night travel, and had for once been the first in this morning station... maybe tomorrow I'll make it. After all... there's so much to do, and I'm tired of sleeping.

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I used to be tired of sleeping. That's why I fell in love with this song straightaway. I used to think "there's so much to do, I can't waste time sleeping". I never wanted to go to sleep as a child, and even in bed, I'd lay awake, eyes open wide, in the darkness, hoping they'd see I wasn't sleepy and would let me stay awake. (They never did).

Then I grew up. I had to wake up to do things, to study, to give exams....and it got harder and harder. And when I finally had time to relax and sleep more, I realized I could dream. I realized I had always been so busy with late nights and early mornings not to be able to think of dreams. I dream a lot, each night in my sleep, and I remember my dreams, almost always, now. And they are important to me. Sometimes more important than reality. Sometimes I too felt like there was no reason to wake up in the morning, no reason to interrupt my dreams. So I'm not so tired of sleeping anymore. Even if there are even more things to do now. And even if I do have good reasons to wake up every morning (not too early, luckily) now. (Maybe that's why now I love The MArching Dream more than Tired of Sleeping. ;) )

Till soon...

Miki

when i first saw the video for this song, quite a long time ago, i had this strong impression that tarsem singh, the director, was or had been a photographer. there was a stillness about his filmmaking that made me feel that way. i was, as far as i know, wrong but the feeling of a kind of photographic approach remained every time i saw the video afterwards. i took it as such, as an approach, since this sense of suspension (which he also used to a much greater degree in r.e.m.'s "losing my religion") was perfect for a song itself suspended and filled with dream images.

today, while viewing it again with suzanne's commentary, all was clarified: tarsem was inspired and tried to recreate a similar feeling to the one in photographer josef koudelka's work! koudelka's portraits and landscapes give you that sense of a world suspended and on the edge of something. tarsem manages to immerse you on a similar world and atmosphere by turning what i thought was just an approach into a deliberate choice.

wanting to wake up, wanting to do so much, but still not ready, still wrapped up by just too many images: an old man pointing and telling you something which you can't hear, kids playing in the dirt, a bird hanging on a string. all summed up in that haunting and beautiful final image of a man "asleep in the air".

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Hey Jose and Miki,

I sympathize with what you said about not wanting today to end. Personally I hate the fact that my body, this incredible machine that carries me around in the world, still needs to shut down and rest for such a large percentage of the day. I mean, we waste almost one third of our lives sleeping! Of course, sleep is essential to both body and mind, and sleep depravation is dangerous. But still, if I could redesign the human body and psyche, I'd get rid of the sleep mechanism altogether. Rest is good, and you can do something while resting, like read a book, go over your mail, catch up on correspondence, and so on. Just imagine it... a full 24 hour day, every day (and not just for Jack Bauer). Imagine working 8, 10, 12, even 14 hours a day and still having at least 10 hours of leisure time! The world could advance in leaps and bounds.
Who knows... maybe someday a planet will be discovered, where the day is 30 hours long (spins slower?) and supports human life. That way we could live longer days without having to give up sleep.
Somebody stop me before I really start to gibber...
Yuval =8-)