Imagine my surprise when I tuned into “Wheel of Fortune” and discovered youβre the new host!
Where the fuck is Pat Sajak? He could teach you a few things about show business! You have a nice smile and might have a future ahead in commercials.
Youβre a cutie-pie; I wouldnβt mind a roll in the hay with you, thatβs for damn sure. Next time you’re in Wichita, stop by Dorisβ Donuts β simplicity at its tastiest!
It’s Sunday and that means it’s time for Song Lyric Sunday! This week Jim Adams has asked his readers in his post “Spirits” to write about a song that mentions drinks or cocktails. Theme suggested by Di at pensitivity101.wordpress.com. Here is my reply.
Pull up a stool and start running a tab, because weβre diving into a very popular topic in the music world: booze.
Drinking is practically a worldwide pastime. After all, Benjamin Franklin is credited with saying, βBeer is proof that God loves us and wants us to be happy.β Frank Sinatra once said, βAlcohol may be manβs worst enemy, but the Bible says to love your enemy.β And then, thereβs the greatest quote about alcohol by the legendary comic actor W.C. Fields: βI spent half my money on gambling, alcohol and wild women. The other half I wastedβ!
Whether itβs beer or wine or the hard stuff, there are countless songs about drinking. Some of these songs are upbeat, while others are dark. Some are joyous while others are sorrowful. Regardless, many have resonated with fans spanning multiple generations.
Iβm not much of a drinker; while I do occasionally enjoy a glass of wine π·, a very dirty martini with extra olivesπΈ , a spicy Bloody Mary πΉ or an ice cold Stella Artois πΊ on a hot summer day, more than one of any of those libations would wipe me out.
I took some time to explore songs about drinking through a variety of different lenses, from love ballads to cautionary tunes of heartache and everything in between. At the end of it all, when it comes to drinking, most people just want to unwind, have a good time and forget about whatever troubles theyβre dealing with.
Not so my featured song today … a classic jazz number from 1938 called βYou Go To My Headβ which artfully compares the effects of love and drink. There are quite a few versions of the song and Iβve heard most of them; none, in my opinion, come close to Billie Holiday.
Born April 7, 1915 in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania, Billie Holiday was a superstar of her day. She first rose to prominence in the 1930’s with a unique style that reinvented the conventions of modern singing and performance. More than 80 years after making her first recording, Billie’s legacy continues to embody what is elegant and cool in contemporary music. Billieβs complicated life and genre-defining autobiography βLady Sings the Bluesβ made her a cultural icon. The evocative, soulful voice which she boldly put forth as a force for good, turned any song she sang into her own. Today, Billie Holiday is remembered for her musical masterpieces, her songwriting skills, creativity and courageous views on inequality and justice. To read more about the extraordinary life of Billie Holiday, please follow this link.
Three different recordings of βYou Go to My Headβ by J. Fred Coots and Haven Gillespie made the Top 20 list in 1938: Billie Holidayβs version was one of them. Written after a long night at a local speakeasy, the songβs melody can be played as bright and effervescent or as introspective and melancholy. The song has been featured in the movies Laura (1944) and The Big Sleep (1946).
Iβve been in love with βYou Go To My Headβ since the first time I heard it as a young teenager. Itβs a sophisticated jazz piece about love and booze β¦ a very unusual choice for a 13 or 14 year old girl who didnβt know anything about either subject. Somehow I knew this song was much more than a ditty about drinks and love. Itβs also the first song with an adult theme which I memorized and practiced singing. Iβm sure no matter how many times I performed this song later in life, I never sounded as cool and classy as Billie Holiday.
This is βYou Go To My Headβ by Billie Holiday
LYRICS
You go to my head And you linger like a haunting refrain And I find you spinning round in my brain Like the bubbles in a glass of champagne
You go to my head Like a sip of sparkling burgundy brew And I find the very mention of you Like the kicker in a julep or two
The thrill of the thought That you might give a thought to my plea Casts a spell over me Still I say to myself, “Get a hold of yourself” Can’t you see that it never can be?
You go to my head With a smile that makes my temperature rise Like a summer with a thousand Julys You intoxicate my soul with your eyes Though I’m certain that this heart of mine Hasn’t a ghost of a chance in this crazy romance
Big thanks to Jim Adams for hosting another great Song Lyric Sunday this week and to Di for a terrific theme suggestion! Be sure to follow the links and check out their sites.
Thanks for stopping by. See you on the flip side. π
I was waiting outside Lucaβs Restaurant for my guy to show up with that lovely little glassine envelope of blow. He was running late and I was freezing my ass off, chainsmoking. Even at this hour the place was busy.
A cozy-looking niche in the wall beckoned me; I scooted over and huddled there to keep warm. I was agitated, my toes tap-dancing inside my boots. It had been several hours since my last hit and I couldnβt collect my scattered thoughts.
Shoving my hands into my pockets to stay warm, I immediately came in contact with a stubby vial; a little spoon dangled from a delicate chain β¦ a very clever design β¦ although I must admit the one with the miniature spoon neatly built into the inside bottom of the screw-on cap was pure genius. This was a nice surprise! I had changed jackets the other day and didnβt remember it was there.
Elated, I wrapped my fingers around the bottle, smiling at the feel of the all-too-familiar smooth glass. I removed the vial from my pocket; it was difficult to see but even in the darkness I knew it was empty. Crap!
Where the hell was my guy?
As if summoning a genie, he appeared in the glow emanating from the light above Lucaβs doorway. I began to stand when piercing sounds of squealing tires stopped me. Three unmarked cars pulled up and the feds jumped out, surrounding my guy. Busted!
This is Week 42 of Glyn’sMixed Music Bag and we are being asked to choose a song by a group or solo artist whose name begins with the letters S or T. This is my choice.
Itβs 1990. The Berlin Wall has just come down. The Soviet Union is on the verge of collapse. A heavy metal band from West Germany releases a power ballad called βWind of Change.β The song becomes the soundtrack to the peaceful revolution sweeping Europe β and one of the biggest rock singles ever. According to some fans, itβs the song that ended the Cold War.
Looking back to 1970, the working-class town of Hannover, Germany, was decidedly not a bastion of R&R music, but Klaus Meine and brothers Rudolf and Michael Schenker changed the way the world perceived Hannover … and even the rest of Germany. As originators of the hard rock band the Scorpions, the trio created top ten hits and generated worldwide attention through both their musical talent and controversial album covers. By 1994, with 15 albums to their credit, the band was deemedΒ βthe greatest German rock exportβ.
Singer Klaus Meine first performed in a band called the Mushrooms. His budding musical career was interrupted, however, by a stint in the German Army. Upon his return to civilian life at age 23, he met a 16-year-old guitarist named Michael Schenker who, four years earlier, had started playing guitar for a young German band. Together they formed a band called Copernicus.
Soon after forming Copernicus, Michael Schenker got an offer from his brother Rudolf to join a band called the Scorpions. Although Rudolf was the Scorpions original singer, he extended the invitation to Meine after seeing his work with Copernicus. On December 31, 1970, rhythm guitarist Rudolf Schenker, lead guitarist Michael Schenker, and singer Klaus Meine kicked off what would become an international R&R force for decades.
The bandβs success inspired the release of a live album and a one-hour video movie about the tour titled Worldwide Live. They took part in a record-breaking rock festival in Brazil called Rock in Rio, where they played for 350,000 people. The German rockers went on to play behind the Iron Curtain in Budapest in 1987, thus becoming one of the first Western bands to venture into the Eastern Bloc.
The Scorpions continued to break international, geographical, and political boundaries. The band returned to the Soviet Union in 1989 to play in the Moscow Music Peace Festival at Lenin Stadium. They performed in front of 100,000 people, and the experience provided the inspiration for their super hit single on theΒ Crazy WorldΒ album ββWind of Changeβ which tookΒ Crazy World toΒ mega-platinum status. During the Persian Gulf War, troops adoptedΒ βWind of ChangeβΒ as their anthem.
The single reached #1 in 13 countries and won the ASCAP Award as one of the most performed songs of 1992. Soon after the Berlin Wall fell, the Scorpions played to more than 300,000 fans in the Roger Watersβ production of Pink FloydβsΒ The Wall βLive in BerlinΒ β90.Β By 1994,Β Crazy WorldΒ stood as the best-selling rock album in Germany … ever; with estimated sales of 14 million copies sold worldwide, it is one of the best-selling singles of all time.
This is βWind of Changeβ by the Scorpions, 1989
From Crazy World this is βWind of Changeβ, 1991
LYRICS
I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change An August summer night Soldiers passing by Listening to the wind of change
The world is closing in Did you ever think That we could be so close, like brothers The future’s in the air I can feel it everywhere Blowing with the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away) In the wind of change
Walking down the street Distant memories Are buried in the past forever I follow the Moskva Down to Gorky Park Listening to the wind of change
Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) With you and me Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night (the glory night) Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away) In the wind of change (the wind of change)
The wind of change Blows straight into the face of time Like a stormwind that will ring the freedom bell For peace of mind Let your balalaika sing What my guitar wants to say
Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow share their dreams (share their dreams) With you and me (with you and me) Take me to the magic of the moment On a glory night Where the children of tomorrow dream away (dream away) In the wind of change (in the wind of change)
Written for Friday Fictioneers where our host Rochelle has asked us to use the photo below as inspiration to get creative in 100 words or less, making every word count. Hereβs my flash.
βWell, here we are, Chip. Back in Beech Grove, Indiana!β
βYou know, Babs. The old homestead really hasnβt changed much.β
βThe Colonial Movie House is still open! Man, Iβm so happy they didnβt get rid of that beautiful faΓ§ade. Mom hated it, always saying it looked like a widowβs walk.β
βI bet you canβt remember the first movie we saw there, sis. Loser buys lunch.β
βAre you kidding me? It was βThe Blobβ with Steve McQueen. God, I loved that man!β
βThatβs right! I forgot about your crush!β
βLook! Fire Station #1910 is now a burger joint. Youβre buying, bro!β
This morning he found himself in the elevator with his boss; they were chatting amiably about the baseball post-season games. Joeβs boss was impressed (and a bit jealous) to learn that Joe had a home theatre set up in his rec room with a 96β Samsung smart TV.
Before he could stop himself, Joe invited his boss over for dinner, a little billiards and the baseball game that night β¦ without first checking in with his wife, Amy. This was not the first time Joe invited someone over without asking Amy; true, they were his friends and Amy didnβt mind because they just ordered pizza and played pool. But this was his boss and Joe was expecting Amy to cook a nice meal. And it was already 3:30 PM!
Joe sent Amy a text (because he was too chicken to call her in person!): βHey, babe! Boss coming to dinner. Big opportunity for me! Donβt care what you have to do, just make me proud. Luv ya.β
Amy stared at her phone in disbelief. A thousand thoughts raced through her head. Wishing to avoid an unpleasant conversation, she answered Joe’s text with a simple “OK” but her blood was boiling.
Two hours later when Joe and his boss opened the front door, they were greeted with the most mouthwatering aromas coming from the kitchen. Joe looked around in awe at his sparkling house and the beautifully set dining room table. Amy greeted them, all smiles and looking lovely.
βBabe!β Joe whispered breathlessly. βThe place looks fabulous and dinner smells amazing. Howβd you do all this?β
Amy blushed sweetly and whispered backΒ βIt wasnβt so hard, honey. I just hired Minute Maid Cleaners, a personal chef and a waiter.β
βYou did what?? We couldn’t possibly afford all that!β Joe barked.
βSure we could, honeyβ Amy laughed, βafter I sold the pool table and the TV.β
Come, my love, lie with me on the cool grass beneath the pear tree, Read love sonnets to me till I grow warm with desire. Now the wine has gone to my head and I ache to feel your lips on mine. Come, my love, lie with me on the cool grass
Itβs been 16 years but I can remember everything about that night.
We were out to dinner with our friends Lily & Mac and Karen & Rob. I had been feeling a little anxious the whole day but figured Iβd be fine at dinner β after all, these were people I knew and loved and who knew and loved me. Sitting at the table I was uneasy but hoped the feeling would subside.
It didnβt. It continued to build as I sat surrounded by a room full of seemingly stress-free people laughing and enjoying themselves while I was ready to bolt. I was with friends Iβve known for years and I was freaking out, convinced everyone knew something was wrong.
There I was, not only stressing over life in general but stressing over the fact that I was stressing and everyone knew it and they were just waiting for me to explode. I figured I had four choices: I could fake it and try to pretend everything was ok; have a meltdown, which would make us all uncomfortable and solve nothing; I could say I had a headache and go home β after all, everyone leaves their table for one reason or another; or I could face the truth and tell my friends how I was feeling. I chose the last approach. Apprehensively, not knowing how anyone would react, I told my friends I was having a panic attack.
No one had a clue.
What happened next was incredible. By admitting the truth, revealing my fear and vulnerability, everyone embraced me (not physically, of course β that would have been weird) but they all let me know it was ok. Whatever I wanted to do was ok. And more important than anything else, they did not judge me.
I chose to stay. Immediately, Karen reached into her purse, handed me the business card of her psychologist and said βCall herβ. Lily then told me she also went to the same psychologist and quietly poured out her heart to me, unburdening herself while simultaneously letting me know I wasnβt alone. I was so engrossed in what Lily was telling me, I didnβt even realize my anxiety had passed. I had eaten my dinner and people were ordering dessert. The evening actually wasnβt a disaster.
The next day Lily called to check on me. Iβll never forget what she said: βYou know, I was sitting next to you and I didnβt notice anything wrong. You looked perfectly fine and if you hadnβt said anything we never would have known.β
That was amazing to me! No one noticed the ticking time bomb at the table.
What a huge eye-opener that was. It made me realize that how I perceive myself is not necessarily how others perceive me. Being stoic and trying to hide my anxiety isnβt helpful; in fact, it could make things worse. Opening myself up and exposing my vulnerability showed me itβs ok to let others know βHey, Iβm freaking out right now and I need help.β
I learned a valuable life lesson that night: Let it out and let someone in.
Written for Sammiβs Weekend Writing Prompt #385. The challenge is to write a poem or a piece of prose in exactly 85 words using the word “vertigo”. Hereβs mine.
What is this sudden disequilibrium? I feel like I could fall flat on my bum!
Tummyβs flipping and Iβm gonna be sick Somebody get me some Pepto quick!
Ears are ringing, Iβve got a headache Doctor, please! I need a break!
First a fever and now the chills Pass me some of those magic pills!
My heart is racing like an SST Give it to me straight, Doc. What’s wrong with me?
Whatβs that you say? Itβs love vertigo? Thereβs no cure? Well, whaddya know!
Written for Song Lyric Sunday. This week Jim Adams has asked his readers in his post, ‘Significance of Names’, to write about a song with a personβs name in the title.
Sharona Alperin, 1978
When youβre 17, raging hormones and unrequited young love can be a combustible combination. And for the American rock band The Knack (named after the British comedy film The Knack β¦ And How To Get It), they provided the spark for their first #1 song and the biggest single of 1979 β βMy Sharonaβ.
Though lead singer Doug Fieger was 25 at the time, he purposefully cast himself in the role of a sex-crazed adolescent for the song. βIt was a conscious effort for me to come at it from the point of view of my remembered teenage self,β Fieger once said. βI wanted to tell the story from that place where it’s more raw and direct.β
Lead guitarist Berton Averre came up with the famous intro guitar riff, inspired by the intro and beat of Elvis Costelloβs song βPump It Upβ and βGoing To A Go-Goβ by Smokey Robinson & The Miracles. If you want to hear what inspired Berton Averre, check out those two songs on YouTube. It was pretty obvious to me.
But the real inspiration for the song was one Sharona Alperin (see photo above).
In 1978, when The Knack was on the rise in the Los Angeles pop scene, Doug Fieger was introduced to Sharona Alperin, a dark-haired 17-year-old beauty who worked as a clerk in a clothing shop. Fieger said, βIt was love at first sight. Literally. I broke up with my girlfriend and chased Sharona for a year.β
Though Alperin was in a relationship and put Fieger off, it didn’t stop him from pursuing her. βDoug made it very clear he was in love with me,β Alperin said. βIt wasn’t like my boyfriend and the world didn’t know. I always say that he was my groupie, I wasn’t his.β Indeed, it was a strange dynamic.
In late 1978, The Knack signed with Capitol, home of their favorite band, the Beatles. βMy Sharonaβ was released a few weeks later, taking over the airwaves in 1979, and has remained a staple in classic rock radio. It has also appeared in several movies, including Reality Bites and Super 8.
Fieger and Alperin finally did get together and had a four year run as a couple. They remained friendly and even 30 years later Fieger called Sharona the love of his life. Fieger died from cancer in 2010 at age 57. Alperin is a now a successful real estate agent in Beverly Hills. Her website’s welcome page (mysharona.com, of course) features the familiar drum beat and guitar riff.
Of the song, Alperin has said, βMichelle, Yoko, Roxanne β there are so many great songs named after women in history. I feel incredibly fortunate that I’ve had this experience. It’s a really exciting adventure that never leaves me.”
βMy Sharonaβ remained at #1 on the Billboard Hot 100 singles chart for six weeks; it was also #1 on Billboard‘s 1979 Top Pop Singles year-end chart. It was certified gold by the Recording Industry Association of America, representing one million copies sold, and was Capital Recordsβ fastest gold status debut single since the Beatlesβ βI Want To Hold Your Handβ in 1964. βMy Sharonaβ has since gone on to sell more than 10 million copies as of 2010.
This is βMy Sharonaβ by The Knack.
LYRICS
Ooh, my little pretty one, pretty one When you gonna give me some time, Sharona? Ooh, you make my motor run, my motor run Gun it coming off of the line, Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind My, my, my, I, yi, woo! M-m-m-my Sharona
Come a little closer, huh, ah, will ya, huh? Close enough to look in my eyes, Sharona Keeping it a mystery gets to me Running down the length of my thighs, Sharona
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind My, my, my, I, yi, woo! M-m-m-my Sharona M-m-m-my Sharona
When you gonna give to me, g-give to me? Is it just a matter of time, Sharona? Is it j-just destiny, d-destiny Or is it just a game in my mind, Sharona?
Never gonna stop, give it up, such a dirty mind I always get it up for the touch of the younger kind My, my, my, I, yi, woo! M-m-m-my, my, my, I, yi, woo!
For fans of the popular TV show βMonkβ, youβll remember that Sharona Fleming was Adrian Monkβs nurse and assistant during the first three seasons. Monk was in a catatonic state for three and a half years following the murder of his wife, Trudy, until Sharona began taking care of him. A detective with OCD, Monk (played by award-winning actor Tony Shalhoub) was able to resume work because of Sharonaβs care. Monk once remarked, “When she found me, I was drowningβ. Sharona Fleming was portrayed by actress Bitty Schram. Here are some clips from βMonkβ.
There he stood at the crossroads of his life. He was 72 years old and made more poor choices than he cared to remember. He was purposeless, never knowing which direction to take.
He was an indecisive man. The only true and clear decision he made was marrying his wife. She was his anchor when he began to drift, his lifeboat when he was drowning in the sea of life.
On this crisp autumn day, he was suddenly consumed with the urge to take a walk, clear his head. His wife offered to go with him, but he declined saying thanks, but he needed this time by himself to think.
His wife suggested he wear his new chartreuse windbreaker; if he lost his bearings, as he was often wont to do, heβd be easily visible. And so he donned his yellow-green jacket and took off to find himself.
Now here he stood at the crossroads of his life, literally. He had no idea where he was. As he looked around, he realized he was truly screwed for he blended in perfectly with his surroundings.
At that moment he cursed his wife. He wanted to wear his beloved red jacket but no, she suggested he wear the chartreuse one. Because he could never make up his mind, he did as he was told. Now he was lost without a clue which way to go.
And to think he went off to find himself. Now he wondered if anyone would find him.
Author’s Note: Kidding aside, I am so grateful to be doing this well after major surgery. Both Bill and I are delighted with our new-found freedom; he’s been my chauffeur for the past six weeks. I’m really an excellent driver and in the 53 years I’ve been driving, I have never gotten a moving violation (and it’s not because the police have been unable to catch me!). π
Written for Friday Fictioneers where our host Rochelle has asked us to use the photo below as inspiration and get creative in 100 words or less, while making every word count. Hereβs my flash.
Imagine if you will a girl, her dog and three hapless friends searching for a wizard to grant their deepest wishes.
People love scrappy little pups. But what if the dog was a mangy seagull with a caw like a rusty fan belt? What if his wish was to crow like a mighty rooster, to wake the townspeople with his majestic “cock-a-doodle-doo“?
The wise and benevolent wizard could not fulfill such hopes but his reassuring message was that everyone’s wishes would come true if only they dared to dream.
I do believe that gull with lofty ambitions dared to dream..
This is Week 41 of Glyn’sMixed Music Bag and we are being asked to choose a song by a group or solo artist whose name begins with the letters S or T. This is my choice.
Bob Dylan, Jeff Lynne, Tom Petty, George Harrison and Roy Orbison. Five musical giants on their own; together, a seemingly unstoppable supergroup. In their all-too-short career together, they created some incredible music, had a great time and brought a lot of joy into our lives.
They are, of course, the beloved American-British group known as the Traveling Wilburys. Formed out of friendship and spontaneity, the Traveling Wilburys would never have referred to themselves as a supergroup. Though comprised of some of the biggest names in modern music, the band was much more nonchalant than that.
It all began in 1988, when George Harrison and co-producer Jeff Lynne were tasked with recording a B-side for Georgeβs Cloud Nine album. In need of a place to record on the fly, the two, along with friends Roy Orbison and Tom Petty, were invited over to Bob Dylanβs home studio. The resulting track was βHandle With Care,β a collaborative effort which was just too good to use as a B-side. George later said, βI liked the song so much and the way that it turned out with all these people on it that I just carried it around in my back pocket for ages thinking, βWell, what can I do with this thing?β And the only thing I could think of to do was to record another nine. Make an album.β
As each member of the Wilburys was busy with their own projects, the five friends found a ten-day time frame in which to write and record an album together. Posing as a band of half-brothers (each with his own Wilbury moniker), the group enlisted Monty Pythonβs Michael Palin to write a fictional history of the group for the LPβs liner notes. George Harrison was “Nelson Wilbury,” Bob Dylan was “Lucky“, Roy Orbison was “Lefty“, Tom Petty was “Charlie T, Jr.”, and Jeff Lynne was “Otis”. Although not an official member of the Traveling Wilburys, Jim Keltner was the session drummer and percussionist on both their albums and was given the nickname βBuster Sideburyβ. Traveling Wilburys Vol. 1 was released in October 1988 to wide critical and commercial acclaim.After hitting #3 on the Billboard Top 200 chart, the certified double platinum album earned a Grammy for Best Rock Performance by a Duo or Group.
Sadly, Roy Orbison passed away in December of 1988. The band reunited for one more album,Β dedicating it to their late friend, and wryly titling the 1990 LP, Traveling Wilburys Vol. 3. In 2007, a retrospective box set,Β The Traveling Wilburys Collection, was released.Β Proving the timeless appeal of the Wilburysβ music, the deluxe title hit #1 in six territories and peaked at #9 on theΒ Billboard 200.Β At the time,Β The Traveling Wilburys CollectionΒ held the record of having the highest debut of a box set in the United States, as well as the biggest first week in sales for a box set in the UK.
The world lost an incredible talent when George Harrison died on November 29, 2001; on October 2, 2017, Tom Petty passed away. Now only Bob Dylan and Jeff Lynne remain. The Wilburys never toured and were only together for a brief, magical time; however, the memberβs mutual admiration for each other and genuine joy in the studio still shine through in their recordings.
This is the Wilburysβ largest selling single, βHandle With Careβ
One of my favorite Wilburys songs is βThe Wilbury Twist“, the final track on their 1990 album Traveling Wilburys Vol. 3. The song was also released in March 1991 as a single from that album and shows off the very humorous side of the group. The original music video featured cameos from many contemporary celebrities including Jimmy Nail, Woody Harrelson, Whoopi Goldberg, Fred Savage, Milli Vanilli, Cheech Marin, John Candy, Eric Idle. and others. The band and special cameos were filmed at the Wilshire Ebell Theatre in Los Angeles.
Here is βThe Wilbury Twistβ
For my last song, Iβve chosen the one that is probably the best known. The video was filmed in Los Angeles in December 1988. Set in a moving passenger car pulled by a steam locomotive, it features the guys playing guitars and Jim Keltner playing the brushes. Roy Orbison had died after recording his vocals but before the video was made, so a shot of a guitar sitting in a rocking chair and a photo of him are shown when his vocals are heard. In the US, the single peaked at #63 on the Billboard Hot 100 chart and at #2 on the Album Rock Tracks chart. In the UK, the single peaked at #52 on the UK Singles Chart.
Written for The New, Unofficial, On-Line Writerβs Guild. This week the three prompts for OLWG #368 – We Both Know are (1) an old Patti Smith song, (2) need more blue in the shadows and (3) when I left El Paso. Here is my first story for OLWG.
Jenna pulled off the long empty stretch of highway and killed the engine. The view of the desert skyline was too stunning for words. She stepped out of the car and leaned against the door, the hot sun beating down on her face and shoulders. The late afternoon sky was intense, deeply saturated with shades of cerulean, and Jenna smiled. As a fledgling artist, she always found fault with her own artwork, declaring the colors βlacklusterβ; she was more at home with a camera than a paint brush. Natureβs palette didnβt need more blue in the shadows cast by the sun or more green in the desert grass. It was perfection.
Easing her way back into the driverβs seat, Jenna caught a glimpse of herself in the rearview. The delicate gold chain with the heart from Miguel was dazzling in the desert sun. Jenna lifted the heart to lips and closed her eyes.
Reaching for her cell phone, Jenna snapped a photo of the desert and sent it to Miguel; then she called him. After three rings, her call went to voice mail. Jenna didnβt care; the time was right. She left a message:
βHey, babe! Can you guess where I am from the photo I sent? In an hour Iβll be home. Home. Just saying the word fills my heart with joy. When I left El Paso, I had no idea the photo shoot would keep me away so long. I miss you so much, mi amor. I canβt wait to be in your arms once again! I love you, papi.β
Jenna pushed the engine button and started heading home. About ten minutes into her drive, she hear the familiar strains of an old Patti Smith song coming from her phone β¦ Miguelβs personal ringtone. She pulled over to read the message:
βJenna, mi amor! Iβve waited this long. Whatβs another hour? Te amo!β
Smiling at the sight of the desert sky in her rearview, Jenna hurried home β¦ home to Miguel.
While shopping for groceries, I was surprised to see the tomatoes were mostlyorange and looked like sickly miniature pumpkins. Oh, how you mock me, my beloved red Heirlooms!
Written for Song Lyric Sunday. This week Jim Adams has asked his readers to write about a song by a band they wish was still together.
Honestly, I would be very surprised if Iβm the only one who chose my featured group and song for Jim Adams’ Song Lyric Sunday theme “Can’t Always Get What You Want”. Thatβs ok, though; it just reinforces my thoughts and feelings about this iconic group and the incredible music they recorded over the years.
On January 31, 1969, my then boyfriend/now husband and I went to the concert mecca of the Lower East Side of Manhattan β the Fillmore East β where we saw Iron Butterfly perform. The warm-up group was a relatively unknown band from England that totally blew our minds. The name of that band was Adam and the Ants. Wait … I’m kidding! Just checking to see if you’re paying attention.
The name of the band was Led Zeppelin.
Formed in 1968, Led Zeppelin went on to become one of the most influential, innovative, and successful groups in modern music, having sold more than 300 million albums worldwide. The band rose from the ashes of The Yardbirds when Jimmy Page brought in John Bonham, John Paul Jones, and Robert Plant to tour as The New Yardbirds. In 1969, Led Zeppelin released its self-titled debut album, produced by Jimmy Page. It marked the beginning of a 12-year reign during which the group was widely considered to be the biggest and most innovative rock band in the world. In the world; that, my friends, is no small potatoes.
Zeppelin developed their style by drawing from a variety of influences including blues and folk music. With a heavy guitar-driven sound, they are cited as one of the forerunners of hard rock and heavy metal music. Zeppelin has been credited as significantly impacting the nature of the music industry, particularly in the development of album-oriented rock and stadium rock.
Shortly after the tragic death of the bandβs drummer John Bonham in 1980, the group disbanded. In a statement released by the group, they explained that they couldnβt go on without their friend. After the break-up, Led Zeppelin had four brief reunions in 1985, 1988, 1995, and 2007. After the gig in 2007, there were rumors about a reunion tour but Robert Plant has continued his touring with American bluegrass-country singer/fiddler/producer Alison Krauss. Plant told the group that he was too busy and they would have to wait. That was 17 years ago. If you’re anticipating a reunion, I wouldn’t hold my breath. But, we can dream.
Led Zeppelinβs catalogue is huge and choosing one song was not easy. In the end, I decided to skip the obvious ones and go with one of my favorites.
βImmigrant Songβ is a classic rock anthem that showcases the bandβs signature sound. From the bandβs 1970 album Led Zeppelin III, the track has surpassed its original context and now serves as a powerful and evocative anthem for the enduring struggles of mythical conflict. The songβs driving riff and powerful lyrics draw inspiration from Norse mythology, with references to Valhalla and war-making. To this day, the song remains a beloved track among fans of Led Zeppelin and rock music in general.
This is βImmigrant Songβ by Led Zeppelin.
LYRICS
Ah-ah, ah! Ah-ah, ah!
We come from the land of the ice and snow From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow The hammer of the gods Will drive our ships to new lands To fight the horde, sing and cry Valhalla, I am coming
On we sweep with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore
Ah-ah, ah! Ah-ah, ah!
We come from the land of the ice and snow From the midnight sun where the hot springs flow How soft your fields so green Can whisper tales of gore Of how we calmed the tides of war We are your overlords
On we sweep with threshing oar Our only goal will be the western shore
So now you’d better stop and rebuild all your ruins For peace and trust can win the day despite of all your losing
βHey, Daryl! Phil! Get a load of this!β neighed Ed as he stared over Bess and Elsie’s fence onto the country road. βDo they really think theyβre capable of running? On two legs?? If that don’t beat all!β
βWhat the heck are they doing?β asked Daryl.
βTheyβre jogging; humans run around all bandy-legged with arms flailing, getting sweaty, going nowhere in particular and looking pretty dumb while doing it.β Ed explained.
Phil trotted over. βYeah. I read about these idiots in βHorse Beautifulβ. Itβs some kind of craze, far as I can tell …. some sort of asinine exercise routine.β
βWhoa, whoa, whoa! Look at what we got coming this way, gentlemen. Now thatβs some fine-looking little filly!β exclaimed Ed.
βCheck out those tiny shorts sheβs wearing. She can ride me bareback any time she wants!β Phil declared.
βMan, now thatβs one stacked number! I could watch her jog and bounce around all day!β Daryl smacked his lips.
βHey! What are you three stud farm rejects doing all this way from the barn?β It was Barkley, the yellow lab who lived on the ranch. βFarmer Brownβs gonna have a cow if he hears you jumped the fence again! Best get yourselves back home before someone notices youβre gone. Cβmon! Giddy-up, boys!β
βBuzz kill!β snorted Ed and the trio took off.
βBunch of jackasses!β Barkley yowled indignantly. βWell, good riddance to them and woof to you, my sexy lady. You jog by here often? Have I got a bone for you!β
Written for Friday Fictioneers where our host Rochelle has asked us to use the photo below as inspiration to get creative in 100 words or less, making every word count. Hereβs my flash.
This is Week 40 of Glyn’sMixed Music Bag and we are being asked to choose a song by a group or solo artist whose name begins with the letters S or T. This is my choice.
With the exception of children, I have yet to meet anyone who has not heard of Frank Sinatra or listened to one of his songs, even in passing. And if you donβt know who Frank Sinatra is, you will probably recognize the names of some of the superstars who sang with him on his highly successful Duets album, artists such as Anita Baker, Tony Bennett, Bono, Natalie Cole, Gloria Estefan, Aretha Franklin, Kenny G, Julio Iglesias, Liza Minnelli, Carly Simon, Barbra Streisand and Luther Vandross. Frank also recorded with popular music sensations Stevie Wonder, Chrissie Hynde, Gladys Knight, Willie Nelson, Elvis, Nancy Sinatra and countless others. And at the age of 54, Sinatra was collaborating with Bob Gaudio, the renowned producer/songwriter behind the genius of the Four Seasons.
Surely some of those names will ring a bell β¦. and it they donβt, Google them and look up Frank Sinatra while you’re at it because todayβs post is a little different. Iβm not going to spend my time writing about Frank; instead, Iβm going to feature some rare videos by the people who knew him the best followed by a couple of my favorite Sinatra songs. Sit back and enjoy the videos.
Quincy Jones talks about Frank Sinatra and racism in Las Vegas:
Dionne Warwick and Larry King reminisce about Frank Sinatra and Solid Gold:
The best Frank Sinatra story you will ever hear, told by comedian and Frank’s frequent warm-up act, Tom Dreesen:
Dennis Miller tells some funny stories about dinner with Sinatra:
And saving the best for last, this is Richard Burtonβs speech about Frank Sinatra:
Now for some music. It would be impossible to play all the Sinatra songs I love so Iβm going with four which I think are top notch musically and showcase his incredible talents. Frank was incomparable, as you’ll see in this next video.
This is a live recording of a 1962 concert at Monacoβs Royal Hall; in attendance were Prince Rainier and Princess Grace. The performance was the second night of a two-night charity event to raise money for the United World Colleges Fund. Frank isnβt just singing this song; he’s acting out the story of a guy in a bar whoβs hit rock bottom because his girl has left him and the only one around who’ll listen at 2:45 in the morning is the bartender. This is superb storytelling put to music.
Here’s βOne For My Babyβ live from Monaco, just Frank and a piano.
What kind of New Yorker would I be if I didnβt include Frankβs iconic tribute to my home town? Fuhgeddaboudit! This is “New York, New York”.
Here is an absolutely gorgeous song that recounts the type of girls with whom the singer had relationships at various years in his life. I love this song by Frank; it’s the incredibly lovely and melancholy βIt Was A Very Good Yearβ.
My last song has become synonymous with Frank Sinatra. Other people may have recorded it …. maybe the composer Paul Anka …. but other than him I canβt think of anyone else, not that it matters. I’m really not interested in who else sang it. Even though it’s been said that Sinatra hated this song, it will always belong to him.
Live from Madison Square Garden in NYC, this is “My Way”.
In his six decade career, Frank Sinatra won 11 Grammy Awards, an Oscar for βFrom Here To Eternityβ, and an Emmy Award for βFrank Sinatra: A Man and His Musicβ. He was honored at the Kennedy Center Honors in 1983, was awarded the Presidential Medal of Freedom by Ronald Reagan in 1985, and the Congressional Gold Medal in 1997. Sinatra possessed one of the best voices of the 20th century. His voice had a broad range and he knew how to make the most of its power, joy, sentimentality, humor and sensuality. He has sold over 150 million records, making him one of the bestselling recording artists of all time. Ironically, he never learned how to read music but had a great ear, a remarkable sense of phrasing and an innate feeling for music. He has left behind an unparalleled catalogue and legacy of music and film.
Written for Sammi’s Weekend Writing Prompt #383 where we are asked to get creative in exactly 80 words using any form of the required word “calculate”. Here is my flash.
Think about all the calculations involved in bridge building β not the least of which is the maximum weight a bridge can hold at any given time. Iβm not a mathematician or an engineer but itβs obvious the answer isnβt one you can get wrong … ever. No guessing allowed! One small miscalculation could spell disaster. Imagine tossing and turning in bed after handing in your numbers to the bridge committee, wondering if the decimal point was in the right place.
βSecrets, lies, glimpses at your messages, the way you jump for the phone every time it rings. Youβre living a secret life, Kenneth, and itβs destroying us.β Juneβs lips quivered, her eyelashes were wet with tears. She walked across the living room to stoke the slowly dying fire β¦. an ironic symbol of their languishing nine year marriage.
Kenneth stood by the window looking down at the street below. As much as he tried to avoid talking about it, he knew one day it would come to this.
June wondered if he was even listening.
βYou had another dream last night, Kenneth; the bed was soaked with sweat. Donβt you think I have a right to know?β
Slowly Kenneth turned to face June; he let out a ragged breath. βYes, darling. Itβs time you knew the truth. Come, sit with me.β
They sat together on the couch for a few moments in silence. Finally Kenneth turned to June and took her hand in his.
βIβm leaving, June. Iβm going back to the Congo.β
June was stunned; of all the things Kenneth could have said, she never expected that. βAnd back to the arms of your lover Sunda, no doubtβ she spat out bitterly. βHow could you, Kenneth!β
βSundaβs dead, June. The fevers returned with greater intensity and frequency. She didnβt make it.β
βDead?! Then what other reason could you possibly have for going back?β June asked, bewildered.
βThe messages Iβve been getting .β¦ theyβre all from my doctor. Twelve years ago Sunda and I nearly died from the plague in the Congo while doing research. We both miraculously survived. Now sheβs dead and I also have the fevers. I’m dying. The doctor confirmed my fears.β
βNo! It can’t be true! I donβt understand, Kenneth. Why must you return to the Congo? Stay here with me. Weβll find the best doctors and fight this together!β June sobbed.
βOh, darling June. If only it were that easy. Thereβs just one cure and it lies in the Cinchona plant hidden deep in the western swamp forests of the Congo. I refuse to expose you to the danger. I leave tonight.β
Written for Kymber Hawkeβs Get To Know You #36. Here are her three questions and my answers.
What type of food would you NEVER eat?
Capozzelli di Angnelli, an Italian delicacy which translated into English means βHead of theSheepβ. This is a dish of baked sheep’s head that is considered a macho ritual. It is made by lopping the sheep’s head in half, topping with tomato sauce and sprinkling with breadcrumbs seasoned with rosemary, salt, garlic and oregano, and then baking it in a slow oven for four or five hours. Iβm sure brains and other parts of an animalβs head are eaten by other nationalities besides Italian but that doesnβt make it any less disgusting to me. There were certain Italian treats which my father liked to eat such as tripe (the first or second stomach of a cow), and eels. Iβve had eels and thought they were very tasty but I could never bring myself to try tripe. Thank goodness, my mother never made Capozzelli di Angnelli nor did any of my relatives. All I can think of is that scene from Indiana Jones and The Temple of Doom where the people sat around eating monkey brains!
2. What is your go-to movie?
Easy …. well, sort of. If Iβm channel surfing and land on any of the Godfather movies, I will always stop and watch. Iβm one of those people who insists on watching a movie from the very beginning. Even if we put a movie on five minutes after it started, I wonβt watch. Hey, a lot can happen in those first five minutes! The Godfather is one movie I will watch regardless of where the action is when I put the movie on.
Another all-time favorite is The Wizard of Oz. That classic holds a lot of sentimental meaning for me. Itβs also a great film for its cinematography and musical numbers.
Also, letβs not forget Mel Brooks .β¦ the last of the comedic geniuses. I adore Mel and all his work and will watch any of his movies anytime. My favorite Mel Brooks film is βYoung Frankensteinβ with βHistory of the Worldβ a close second.
Whatβs the last thing that made you laugh out loud?
Not a thing but a who β¦ and that would be our 4 Β½ year old granddaughter Colette. That child makes me laugh a lot β¦ especially during my recuperation; she has a finely developed sense of humor and she cracks me up with her facial expressions and many of the things she says and does. The other day was my husbandβs birthday and he asked for (and received) the Duck Vacuum β¦ a mini personal vacuum cleaner. The day it arrived happened to be one of the days we watch Colette. She was excited about a package being delivered and when we opened the box, she wanted to use the vacuum immediately. This kid loves to clean! Of course, she also happened to be wearing every piece of jewelry from her collection that day! I took a video of her vacuuming our bedroom; itβs hilarious. Unfortunately, I donβt know how to post videos here so I settled for a couple of still photos. I had a great laugh watching her that day! π
Well, this was fun! Hope you all enjoyed getting to know me just a little bit. Thanks to Kymber Hawke for a very enjoyable prompt.
Sadly, thereβs an endless list of artists who fit the bill for todayβs theme from Jim Adams, aptly (and brilliantly) titled “Turn Me On, Dead Man”. There are so many greats to choose from, I decided to go with someone who consistently touches my heart every time I hear him sing β¦. The Big O.
Roy Orbison was born April 23, 1936, in Vernon, Texas to a working-class family, growing up immersed in musical styles ranging from rockabilly and country to zydeco, Tex-Mex and the blues. His dad gave him a guitar for his sixth birthday and he wrote his first song, “A Vow of Loveβ, when he was 8 years old. In high school, Orbison played the local circuit with a group called the Teen Kings. When their song “Ooby Dooby” came to the attention of Sun Recordsβ producer Sam Phillips, Orbison was invited to cut a few tracks. In addition to a highly collectible album called Roy Orbison at the Rockhouse, their collaboration yielded a re-recording of “Ooby Dooby” that became Orbison’s first minor hit.
After Roy Orbison landed a record deal with the Nashville-based label Monument in 1960, he began perfecting the sound that would define his career. His big break came after he tried to pitch his composition “Only the Lonely” to both Elvis Presley and the Everly Brothers and was turned down by both. Deciding to record the song himself, Orbison used his vibrato voice and operatic style to create a recording unlike anything Americans had heard at the time. Reaching as high the #2 spot on the Billboard singles chart, “Only the Lonely” has since been deemed a pivotal force in the development of rock music. Between 1960 and 1965, Orbison recorded nine Top 10 hits and another ten that broke into the Top 40, including “Running Scared,” “Crying,” “It’s Over” and “Oh, Pretty Woman“.
As distinctive as his three-octave voice was, Roy Orbison’s unglamorous style has been described as “geek chic.” Stricken with both jaundice and bad eyesight as a child, Orbison had sallow skin, a shy demeanor and wore thick eyeglasses. On a fateful day during his 1963 tour with the Beatles, Orbison left his glasses on the plane before a show, which forced him to wear his prescription sunglasses for that night’s show. Although he considered the incident “embarrassingβ, the look became an instant trademark.
Roy Orbison’s unhip underdog look suited his music well, as his lyrics were marked by incredible vulnerability. At a time when rock music went hand-in-hand with confidence and machismo, Orbison dared to sing about insecurity, heartache and fear. His stage persona went a long way toward challenging the traditional ideal of aggressive masculinity in rock & roll.
Although the first half of the 1960s saw the rise of Roy Orbison’s star, the second half of the decade brought harder times. Tragedy struck when Orbison’s wife, Claudette, was killed in a motorcycle accident in 1966, and again when his two eldest sons died in a house fire in 1968. Following those incidents, a devastated Orbison failed to generate many hits and with the rise of the psychedelic movement in rock & roll, the market for rockabilly had all but dried up.
In 1980, however, Roy Orbison experienced a return to his musical career when the Eagles invited him to join them on their “Hotel California” tour. That same year, he rekindled his relationship with country music fans by performing a memorable duet with Emmylou Harris on “That Lovin’ You Feeling Again,” which went on to win a Grammy. When Van Halen covered “Oh, Pretty Woman” in 1982, rock fans were reminded that gratitude for the song was owed to Roy Orbison. By the late 1980s, Orbison had staged a successful comeback, joined the all-star supergroup The Traveling Wilburys alongside Tom Petty, Bob Dylan, George Harrison and Jeff Lynn, was inducted into the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame and initiated into the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame.
On December 6, 1988, Roy Orbison died of a heart attack. His posthumously- released comeback album, Mystery Girl, reached #5 on the charts, becoming the highest-charting solo album of his career. Although he was only 52 years old when he died, Roy Orbison lived to see his rightful place in music history restored.
My featured song for today is Roy Orbisonβs deeply moving hit βCryingβ. Recorded and released in 1961, βCryingβ tells the story of the one who got away, that old flame thatβs so very hard to forget. Itβs a beautiful song with a haunting melody, perfect for Orbisonβs octaves-spanning voice. βCryingβ reached #1 on the US Cashbox chart for one week on October 7, 1961. On the rival Billboard Hot 100 it peaked at #2 where βHit the Road Jackβ by Ray Charles kept it from #1. Despite not reaching the summit in the latter publication, Billboard ranked the record as the #4 song of 1961. In 2002, “Crying” was honored with a Grammy Hall of Fame Award. In 2010, Rolling Stone magazine ranked it 69th on their list of the 500 greatest songs of all time.
Thereβs no other song by Roy Orbison that touches my heart and soul as deeply as βCryingβ. There are also a number of videos for βCryingβ but none quite like this.
Here is Roy Orbison with βCryingβ.
LYRICS
I was alright for a while, I could smile for a while Then I saw you last night, you held my hand so tight When you stopped to say, “Hello” You wished me well, you couldn’t tell
That I’d been crying over you Crying over you then you said, “So long” Left me standing all alone Alone and crying,
Crying, crying, crying It’s hard to understand That the touch of your hand Can start me crying
I thought that I was over you But it’s true, so true I love you even more than I did before But darling what can I do? For you don’t love me and I’ll always be
Crying over you Crying over you Yes, now you’re gone And from this moment on I’ll be crying, crying, crying, crying, Crying, crying, over you
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