Monday, July 11, 2011

Contest | Win Tickets to see Josh Ritter at Off Broadway on July 22nd


In what should be a can't-miss show, Josh Ritter & The Royal City Band will be making their return to Off Broadway in Saint Louis on Friday, July 22nd. This will be Ritter's first appearance in Saint Louis since his last sold-out show at Off Broadway on July 28, 2009, and Speakers in Code + KDHX are hosting.

The show has been sold out for some time now, but we've got a pair of tickets to give away to one lucky winner!

Let's have some fun with this contest, shall we?

To enter, please let us know your favorite Josh Ritter lyric. You can post this lyric in one of two ways:

1. Leave it as a comment on this post.

2. Leave it as a comment on our Facebook page.

The contest will run through July 17th, and we'll pick our favorite lyric and e-mail the winner on July 18th. Good luck!

11 comments:

Kristi Beall said...

"I know you are waiting and I know that it is not for me, but I'm here and I'm ready and I've saved you the passenger seat. I won't be your last dance just your last goodnight
every heart is a package tangled up in knots someone else tied..." -Josh Ritter, Kathleen

Danny O said...

"Morning broke itself at last, you got your continental breakfast
dropped off the key and said goodbye, I think I thought I heard you sigh
I caught a glimpse of your license plate, you were drifting down the interstate
It said you were from Delaware, I said oh it must be gorgeous there" - Josh Ritter from Hotel Song.

Alicia R said...

"...My hands held on my mind let go,
And back to you my heart went skipping,
I found the inside of the road,
Thought about the first time that I met you,
All those glances that we stole,
Sometimes if you want them then you've got to

Babe we both had dry spells
Hard times in bad lands
I'm a good man for ya
I'm a good man..."

-Josh Ritter from Good Man

Andy R. said...

"Honey why you gotta hide your face from me? Will I starve in this eclipse while you treat every hungry kiss like one more mouth to feed?"

-Josh Ritter, One More Mouth

ASeering said...

"Joan never cared about the in-betweens,
Combed her hair with a blade did the Maid of Orleans,
Said Christ walked on water we can wade through the war,
You don't need to tell me who the fire is for"

zimzallabim said...

"You're so red in the eyes. Either too low or too high. When I met you you were sick but you did not know why. I was a pretty poor cure, but my love for you was always sure/ The bucket was broken, but the water was pure.

Tell me I got here at the right time. If I did it's probably the first time. No second guesses or secret signs. Tell me I got here at the right time." -Josh Ritter "Here At The Right Time"

Breaks my heart because I identify with it.

Sarah said...

Then one day I just woke up
And the wolves were all there
Wolves in the piano
Wolves underneath the stairs
Wolves inside the hinges
Circling round my door
At night inside the bedsprings
Clicking cross the floor
I don't know how they found me I'll never know quite how I still can't believe they heard me That I was howling out that loud

So long, so high

At times in the frozen nights I go roaming In the bed she used to share with me
I wake in the fields with the cold and the lonesome The moon's the only face that I see
But I still remember that time when we were dancing
We were dancing to a song that I'd heard
Your face was simple and your hands were naked
I was singing without knowing the words

So long so high

- Josh Ritter, "Wolves"

Hugh said...

If this was the Cold War we could keep each other warm
I said on the first occasion that I met Marie
We were crawling through the hatch that was the missile silo door
And I don't think that she really thought that much of me

I never had to learn to love her like I learned to love the Bomb
She just came along and started to ignore me
But as we waited for the Big One
I started singing her my songs
And I think she started feeling something for me

We passed the time with crosswords that she thought to bring inside
What five letters spell "apocalypse" she asked me
I won her over saying "W.W.I.I.I."
She smiled and we both knew that she'd misjudged me

Oh Marie it was so easy to fall in love with you
It felt almost like a home of sorts or something
And you would keep the warhead missile silo good as new
And I'd watch you with my thumb above the button

Then one night you found me in my army issue cot
And you told me of your flash of inspiration
You said fusion was the broken heart that's lonely's only thought
And all night long you drove me wild with your equations

Oh Marie do you remember all the time we used to take
We'd make our love and then ransack the rations
I think about you leaving now and the avalanche cascades
And my eyes get washed away in chain reactions

Oh Marie if you would stay then we could stick pins in the map
Of all the places where you thought that love would be found
But I would only need one pin to show where my heart's at
In a top secret location three hundred feet under the ground

We could hold each other close and stay up every night
Looking up into the dark like it's the night sky
And pretend this giant missile is an old oak tree instead
And carve our name in hearts into the warhead

Oh Marie there's something tells me things just won't work out above
That our love would live a half-life on the surface
So at night while you are sleeping
I hold you closer just because
As our time grows short I get a little nervous

I think about the Big One, W.W.I.I.I.
Would we ever really care the world had ended
You could hold me here forever like you're holding me tonight
I look at that great big red button and I'm tempted

shophullabaloo said...
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shophullabaloo said...

I said won't you tell me where you've been?
You put a finger to my lips and then you kissed me once and once again

The crickets all leapt up and met the moon with a standing ovation

-Right Moves

Ryan said...

Oh, bring me the love that can sweeten a sword
A boat that can love the rocks or the shore
The love of the iceberg reaching out for the wreck
Can you love me like the crosses love the nape of neck
-To The Dogs Or Whoever