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"Seven Wonders" Fleetwood Mac closed a romantic chapter many, many years ago.
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Heard this yesterday. Totally forgot about it. I have always loved this song.
Ah, Depeche Mode. I always thought they managed to rise above the rest during what we yanks casually referred to as the "European Invasion" of the 1980s. My favorite song of theirs was Personal Jesus:
Then in 2002 Johnny Cash did a cover version of the song that I still think is absolutely brilliant:
Lesley Gore's "California Nights," (1967) incredibly evocative of that time and place.
Gentle on My Mind
"¿Quién será?" is a bolero-mambo written by Mexican composer Pablo Beltrán Ruiz. Beltrán recorded the song for the first time with his orchestra in 1953. Pedro Infante, for whom the song was written, recorded it in 1954.
Norman Gimbel took the song, removed the somewhat melancholy Spanish lyrics about a man wondering if he shall ever love again, and wrote brand-new English lyrics about a man praising his dancing partner's ability to affect his heart with how she "sways" when they dance. This new song, titled "Sway", has become a standard in both the pop and jazz repertoire. The first version to achieve considerable success in the United States was recorded by singer Dean Martin with the Dick Stabile orchestra in 1954.
Great song. Heard a few cracking rockabilly covers of it over the years too.
Cash's take on 'Hurt' is a real gut-punch.
I always find something in Elvis and Johnny's respective gospel recordings. I'm sure partly those numbers gain something of a meaning owing to my own, personal religious stance, but in all truth I think it's more down to the performance. I've known wholly agnostic people who have adored some of these gospel recordings not because of any convictions of their own, but because of the clear power of belief behind their delivery. I do think that truly believing in something really bleeds into the performance.
The End, sung by Earl Grant, 1958
“Ripple,” the Grateful Dead tune. It was played at a memorial gathering I attended last week.
For each of us, a lot depends on life events, and age. A certain song, the right melodies, maybe the lyrics, ties in events in your life. Your life is a movie, and this is the soundtrack.
I came of age in a culturally diverse city. My buddies and I went to clubs in different parts of town, for the music. Some clubs were strictly Top 40. Other clubs were Hip Hop, R&B. There were clubs which drew specific ethnic groups - like Asian, Hispanic, European, Brazilian. Then we had gay nightclubs, and other subcultures like bondage & discipline.
Depeche Mode was huge in the gay night clubs.
Fast forward a few years. I found myself going across the country, with just a backpack full of extra socks and underwear. Handwashing my clothes in cheap motels where I spent the night. Most of time, these were at roadside rest stops where there's usually a gas station selling diesel to truckers, a cheap motel, and a dive bar & grill combo with a stripper pole.
Highway Rest Stop, Nevada. The wild west. Really. There were tumbleweeds blowing in the wind. The population was so low that the county actually had a licensed brothel. And I pulled off at that exit. I just wanted some chicken wings, as we all know, strip clubs and whorehouses have the best wings. The bartender gave me directions to the only lodging in town. The girl in the next room was outside smoking a cigarette. Apparently, she lived there. She had a hot plate, a George Foreman grill, a microwave, and a dorm fridge in her room.
I could hear the music blaring through her open door. Not wanting to engage her in conversation, because what I really wanted was a shower, I tried not to make eye contact. Then I heard her singing along to the song. I knew the song. But it was different. Her voice was good. Perfect pitch. I turned to look over, and she was dancing. Stranger things happen in motels, I guess.
Years before the book & film version of "Crazy Rich Asians", I got a glimpse into that world.
The extremely wealthy send their children off to schools all over the world. Kim Jong Un went to school in Switzerland. The United States of America issues student visas for international students. While some study at schools teaching law, business, science, medicine..... some study at art schools.
I met a girl who was enrolled at art school. She was studying fashion. Her family was from Asia. She told me about how her family was involved in everything from tea leaves to munitions. She was sent to The US as a teenager, enrolled in a private high school. The family bought a house for her to live in, a car for her to drive, and hired a housekeeper to clean and cook for her.
As she explained it, they were not the super wealthy. In that world, there were people with much more money, who looked down on her. I was her conduit to being an average person. I'm just a boy from Chinatown. I wore Levi's & Pendletons, and drove a Jeep. Her family bought her a house in Hillsborough, down the block from The King of Tonga.
She took me to these parties, over 400 miles away, in Los Angeles - Beverly Hills & Hollywood, because there were better venues. We actually flew in private charter planes, because it was like taking a taxi, instead of "riding the bus" on a commercial airliner. Everybody was from places like Brunei, Indonesia, Malaysia, Thailand, and Singapore. And all of those people were heirs to some sort of fortune from sugar, oil, coffee, or they were some kind of half-ass royalty removed by 6 degrees of separation from Kevin Bacon. It was like meeting Bob Dole's granddaughter, and I once ate pineapple from a can.
At that point in time, the 1 song that got everybody on the dance floor:
Apparently, that song is still being played in South-East Asia.
"Stranger on the Shore" is a piece for clarinet written by Acker Bilk for his young daughter and originally named "Jenny," after her. The tune was written on a single scrap of paper by Bilk and handed over to Leon Young, who crafted the string arrangement, including the characteristic harmonic shifts at the very end.
The recording was subsequently used as the theme tune of a BBC TV drama serial for young people, Stranger on the Shore. It was first released in 1961 in the UK, and then in the US, and reached number 1 in the US and number 2 in the UK.
In May 1969, the crew of Apollo 10 took "Stranger on the Shore" on their mission to the moon. Gene Cernan, a member of the crew, included the tune on a cassette tape used in the command module of the Apollo spacecraft.
Opener of the first live show I’ve seen, back in 1983 if I remember right.
This song made me realized how thing can be.