I love the song “Rock In The Sea” by Shocking Blue, which incorporates some of the lyrics and spirit of the old mountain tune “I Wish I was A Rock In The Sea,” first recorded by the folklorist Bascom Lamar Lunsford.
My New Orleans Public School kindergarten report card. Same as it ever was.
This has been a nutty year, filled with lots of sorrow which I worried I might never get over. But I did. Or at least, I’m out of the tunnel, and I amazed by my own resilience or whatever it is.
Of course, music is the panacea, and I’ve found a lot of music to dig this year. So I’d like to share this mix with my readers. Including but not limited to: Cher covering The Kinks. Young Michael Jackson tackling the complexities of love. Arthur Russell writing yet another love song to his boyfriend. Jonathan Richman lauding the arcane, which is what I do here a lot of the time. Hope you enjoy.
Track list:
All This Crazy Gift Of Time- Kevin Ayers 3:46
Shake Sugaree -Elizabeth Cotten 5:03
Nobody Wants A Lonely Heart- Arthur Russell 2:26
I Hear Your Heart Singing- The Gun Club 3:57
Norwegian Wood- Peter Walker 4:16
Brother, Father, Sister And Mother- Tim Maia 3:17
I Go To Sleep- Cher 2:48
Old World- The Modern Lovers 4:01
The Creator Has A Master Plan- Louis Armstrong 4:07
147 years ago today, the Civil War Battle of Ball’s Bluff went down in Virginia. It was a defeat for the Union, and resulted in the only death in the battlefield of a U.S. Senator, Colonel Edward Dickinson Baker.
Today is my birthday, in itself no big deal except that I’m 33, the age when Jesus bit it. I don’t think I’ve been receiving any messages from God concerning a higher calling, thankfully. I’d be content to lead the rest of my life drinking whiskey, Michelob Ultra, or Coors, and writing this stupid blog. Also, making love and/or having sex with an attractive partner. I jest.
I’ve made a mix of some of my favorite songs. They’re all kind of a drag. I like to spend some part of my birthday contemplating my existence for the past year; I guess this is it. Disclaimer: I am not suicidal.
Here is the mix, clocking in at 01:09:33. (MP3 REMOVED BY REQUEST)
Marianne Faithfull has really tested the limits of her body and mind. When I read her auto-biography I really couldn’t believe she was still alive- she had verged on death so many times. Broken English was her first album I listened to, when she was already in the third incarnation of her career. I had no idea at the time that she had once been a sweet songbird, and that drugs and a particularly nasty bout with laryngitis had forever changed her voice. It became crackling, deep-timbred, weathered. Though her music had always been tinged with sadness, on Broken English she was sad and really angry. Full of regrets. She was only 33.
She was discovered at age 17 by Andrew Loog Oldham, the Rolling Stones’ producer, who put out her first records, which were pop-folk affairs. After that she tried out acting and became Mick Jagger’s girlfriend, in the process becoming a serious cokehead, and later, heroin-abuser. By the time she and Mick split in 1970, heroin had become her muse. A producer found her on the streets and she recorded the album Rich Kid Blues (1971), but it was not released until 1985. This is a great lost album. I have a real penchant for pedal-steel guitar. The lyrics really make you feel like you’re mired in some deep, dark heroin-haze. Here’s two great cuts off Rich Kid Blues.
Marianne was missing in action for a lot of the early-seventies, but here she is in 1973 with David Bowie in a television special, singing “I Got You, Babe” while wearing a nun’s habit.
Here’s Marianne looking pretty spent in 1974.
The next album, the country-tinged Dreamin’ My Dreams (1975),was released to some fanfare, though she was still going through relationship and drug hell, living in a cold-water squat. Here’s two great tracks off it (this album was tweaked and re-released a couple of years later as Faithless).
It wasn’t until Broken English in 1979 that she caught up with the mainstream again. The album’s punk and reggae influences, as well as her sexually-charged lyrics brought her new fans. Here’s a video of her in 1980 singing (lip-syncing?) “The Eyes of Lucy Jordan,” certainly the sunniest song on Broken English.
Also off of Broken English, her singing John Lennon’s “Working Class Hero.”
The synthesizer-heavy album A Child’s Adventure (1984) is probably my favorite. Many of these songs were co-written or written by Barry Reynolds, who she’d also collaborated with on Broken English. The top track off this record has got to be Reynolds’ Times Square. Might this be the most depressing song ever? This must be what it’s like to be a total drunk who’s given up on life in a derelict hotel in Times Square before Guiliani cleaned it up for the tourists. The last line is about dying while you’re gaining your senses, waking up in a hotel room staring at the ceiling.
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