And here I, and no doubt you, because of technical glitches, thought The List of the Moment Volume 11, Part One would be delayed. My apologies that this was not up this morning or sooner, but between the computer problems and other issues this has taken some time and I hope you’ll forgive. I do hope this is a good list and that you will find works here that you’ll like and relate to and that will take you back or even to the now or to the future ~ to music that you do not know and that you’ll even try something new. After all, that is part of the reason for the List. It’s not all about nostalgia, though that’s certainly part of it. It’s about finding new stuff… I’m still on my Sia kick and think everyone needs to listen to “Breathe Me”… have you?
Without further ado… I present the List of the Moment Volume 11, Part One.
“How Soon is Now” by the Smiths — Who can forget that opening instrumental wail of this song? However it’s done, it just works. It sets the scene for the opening lines that really tell us who the person we’re dealing with is: “I am the sun and the heir of a …” The Best of the Smiths is a great album, though there are many I consider the safer route, though at one time I had pretty much all of them, I slowly sold them off in favor of just sticking with my favorites, which Best of pretty much has. “How Soon” is a great CD opener if you’re burning a new CD for a friend because it sets the stage perfectly with its strong opening chord. I have to say, I actually feel for this. Morrissey never was big on humor and lyrics always held that inherent. Witness:
- I am the son
And the heir
Of a shyness that is criminally vulgar
I am the son and heir
Of nothing in particular
You shut your mouth
How can you say
I go about things the wrong way?
I am human and I need to be loved
Just like everybody else does.
“Too Shy” by Kajagoogoo — God, remember this one? The guy with the parakeet hair, Limahl or whatever his name was, blonded and gelled and who I remember at the time thinking was just the bee’s knees which I should never admit, but did; and I thought this was a great song and in many ways I still do. I can be terribly shy (easy to be bold behind a computer screen, no?) so in person, much harder.
“Here Comes a Regular” by the Replacements — Not their best work, but a huge downer as someone pointed out during the last list and that made me pop it on to The List to give it a whirl because it’s been a while and it really belongs here. I’ve been listening to a lot of Replacements lately, though this isn’t always a Replacements crowd. I’ll leave it here for now; I’ve been really really getting into “Love Lines” again from Hootenanny, which is just plain, good old fun. There was a band, or a solo guy with a guitar who could do an amazing version of this song, and very soulful. They were called Zen something or other… but I haven’t seen them around in a while. One hopes they did or are doing well. Maybe it was Zen Motorcycle or is that the title of a book?
“Sweet Jane” by the Velvet Underground/Lou Reed — Worth checking out the version by the Cowboy Junkies for sure, which is sung almost a capella and from what I understand was recorded in one session (The Trinity Sessions) in one take in the church with little equipment. Now, that could be myth, but it could also be true… I see no reason to really just make it up and the album certainly sounds like it. The Reed version of “Sweet Jane” is still my favorite for his sarcastic tone and the way he belts out anything and everything he does.
“Missing You” by John Waite – I ain’t missing you at all, he says. It kinda reminds me of Frankee’s song “Fuck you Right Back” which I like — a lot — but if you think about it, if she doesn’t really care any more, then why bother writing the song in the first place? Doesn’t mean I’m sorry she wrote the song. I’m not. I’m glad she wrote the song. I’m glad John Waite, especially wrote “Missing You” because I can’t tell you how many break-ups I went through (albeit with the same person) and listened to this same song over and over again that I swear my neighbors were ready to sign a petition to have me thrown out of the building. Great song, but can you blame them? If you haven’t heard in a while, certainly worth a listen.
“Le Salon” by Autour de Lucie — Please please please give it a chance… you just might like this music… I know you will if you give it chance. Especially if you like American or British pop, there’s no reason why you wouldn’t like French pop. (It’s even poppier — is that a word? — especially this song.) Worth listening to, downloading and checking out.
“Love Will Tear Us Apart Again” by Joy Division — People are always surprised to hear Ian Curtis’s dark and foreboding voice, expecting the poppy sound of New Order, especially if they heard them first (ass backward, if you ask me but who’s asking) ~ . Curtis, as most know, committed suicide, a fact that, as a fellow epileptic, does not surprise me very much as the rate of suicide among patients with temporal lobe epilepsy anyway is high. That doesn’t mean it’s fated — it just means it’s higher because of rates of depression. Christ, listen to the guys’ music… and you’ll see what I’m saying. By far, the number one selling album by Amazon standards is Substance. Curtis’s last album before he committed suicide was Closer — needless to say a dark album, but still one of the best-selling, and certainly the best-selling album of 1980 according to many sources.
“How Good It Can Be” by the 88 — It’s just too happy not to put on, so I’m putting it on. I accidentally downloaded it, believe it or not, and then got totally addicted to this happy, boppy summer-time song. Perfect for what it was used for, which was for the OC Soundtrack, which makes perfect sense once you hear it, and although I have never seen the program, I’ve seen enough previews to know it would make sense. Great song though. Maybe a great show… I really couldn’t / can’t say. I just like the song… a lot.
“You Wear It Well” by Rod Stewart — This song always reminded me of driving around with my father in one of his many convertibles that he had at his disposal. (He raced cars back in the day, so had many, many cars, and on the side, he ran a dealership as well and dealt with fleets, but I digress as ever.) I pray I wear it well, at least as well as “a little out of time, but I don’t mind” — because that is me, and I do hope my husband doesn’t mind. He may mind that I listen to a bit too much Rod, but then, as we wrote on our t-shirts at a few live shows, “Rod is God” (more sacrilege, apologies to Steve, it really was a joke and it rhymed too well. We were offered money for the shirts off our back.) Of the Rod repertoire, there are many to choose from and he has made the list several times for various reasons, all of them good, I think, I pray, and I almost chose “Maggie Mae” but “You Wear It Well” has lyrics that I like better. Take a read – hear in your head:
- I had nothing to do on this hot afternoon
But to settle down and write you a line
I’ve been meaning to phone you but from Minnesota
Hell it’s been a very long time
You wear it well
A little old-fashioned but that’s all right
Well I suppose you’re thinking I bet he’s sinking
Or he wouldn’t get in touch with me
Oh I ain’t begging or losing my head
I sure do want you to know that you wear it well
There ain’t a lady in the land so fine
Remember them basement parties, your brother’s karate
The all day rock and roll shows
Them homesick blues and radical views
Haven’t left a mark on you, you wear it well
A little out of time but I don’t mind
But I ain’t forgetting that you were once mine
But I blew it without even tryin’
Now I’m eatin’ my heart out
Tryin’ to get a letter through
Since you’ve been gone it’s hard to carry on
I’m gonna write about the birthday gown that I bought in town
When you sat down and cried on the stairs
You knew it did not cost the earth, but for what it’s worth
You made me feel a millionaire and you wear it well
Madame Onassis got nothing on you
Anyway, my coffee’s cold and I’m getting told
That I gotta get back to work
So when the sun goes low and you’re home all alone
Think of me and try not to laugh and I wear it well
I don’t object if you call collect
’cos I ain’t forgetting that you were once mine
But I blew it without even tryin’
Now I’m eatin’ my heart out tryin’ to get back to you
After all the years I hope it’s the same address
Since you’ve been gone it’s hard to carry on.
I print them all because it’s not such a long song and it’s lyrical and lilting and beautiful. Note: credit where credit is due, this song was co-written with Martin Quittenton.
“Dancing in the Dark” by Bruce Springsteen — Okay, I admit, I am “sick of sitting around here tryin’ to write this book”, so the words may particularly apply to yours truly at the moment, but that doesn’t make this any less of a great song, and I honestly, even though I keep a list of The List of songs, I didn’t see it on there, so here it is. More, though the light is coming out, it does so slowly, and so we are dancing in the dark so to speak. I never thought I’d be a Bruce fan, and I always liked Prefab Sprout’s answer to Bruce Springsteen’s music with their song “Cars ‘n’ Girls.” That said, I still find him entertaining and even at times one of the more honest performers who can cut right through the bullshit and get straight to the point. Have I put this on The List? If so, I apologize, but hey, maybe it bears repeating.
“It’s Alright Ma, I’m Only Bleedin’” (ho ho ho) by Bob Dylan Live at the Philharmonic — This is by far one of the best live recordings I’ve heard of Dylan and there are many. This song in particular is amusing and amazing. First, the crowd laughs when he announces the name of the song, hence the “ho ho ho” after the title. The rhyme here is incredible and how Dylan remembered every lyric for this I’ll never understand especially in his more, uh, no way around this, “altered” states I’ll never know. He seems to be at once protecting his mother here and at the same time there’s a bit of a kick to the song. The “It’s alright ma, I’m only sighing,” is a kind of reassurance to everything else he seems to be saying, even to the title itself. The “It’s alright ma, I can make it…” Despite all of this bad stuff, all of these reassurances, why should we believe this? I’m not sure, I’m not even sure that Dylan is sure… yet he does reassure her anyway, not always, but a great deal. In the final account, and I think this is the most important thing of all, is what Dylan sings/says “It’s life and life only.”
I’ll end there. I couldn’t agree more.
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