Badfinger (Max)

Primal Scream – Rocks

I posted Rocks Off by the Stones a couple of weeks ago, and Clive (Thanks Clive!) said that song influenced this song by Primal Scream. I took a listen, and I absolutely love it. It sounds like the Faces to me…pardon the pun, but that primal seventies rock. I told Clive it has a throwback sound to it. This was a departure from what they usually did..

This sure isn’t Britpop, which was popular at the time. You can tell when they recorded this that it’s supposed to sound like it could’ve been on a jukebox in 1973, and that is a wonderful thing. When it came out, the song and album baffled some critics, but it connected with a wider audience. It was their biggest UK hit to date. It was on the album Give Out But Don’t Give Up.

They decided to record in Memphis at Ardent Studios, the same place Big Star cut their records, in a location with a southern atmosphere. The idea was to tap into the same groove and gospel feel that the Stones did briefly in Muscle Shoals. The sessions were not smooth. They brought in Tom Dowd to produce, a legend whose resume included Aretha Franklin, Ray Charles, Allman Brothers, Lynyrd Skynyrd, and Eric Clapton. Dowd was used to working with bands who could cut a track live, warts and all. Primal Scream didn’t work that way. It was a constant party in the studio, and Dowd had to work through that.

The album was not easy to finish. Some tracks were reworked in London, others remixed to strip out what the label saw as “too much American bar-band” in favor of something more radio-friendly. Critics were split; some thought it was a brave move, others called it a lazy “Stones cosplay.” But for all the mixed reviews, Rocks came out swinging as the lead single in early 1994, and it worked.

One critic compared the album to U2’s Rattle and Hum, not in sound, but because of their desire to discover American influences with this album. I like it when bands do something different than expected. That is how you grow, and they took a shot, and to me, they ended up with a winner. Jimmy Miller, former producer of the Stones’ golden age, mixed a version of this as well.

The album peaked at #2 in the UK, #22 on the US Heatseekers Albums, and #12 in New Zealand in 1994.

The single peaked at #7 in the UK, #47 in Canada, and #8 in New Zealand in 1994.

Rocks

Dealers keep dealing, thieves keep thievingWhores keep whoring, junkies keep scoringTrade is on the meat rack, strip joints full of hunchbacksBitches keep a bitching, clap just keeps itching

Ain’t no use in praying, that’s the way it’s staying, babyJohnny ain’t so crazy, he’s always got a line for the ladies(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyShake ’em now, now, get ’em off downtownGet your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyShake ’em now, now, get ’em off downtown

Creeps a-keep crawling, drunks a-keep fallingTeasers keep a-teasing, holy Joe’s a preacherCops keep busting, hustlers keep a hustlingDeath just keeps knocking, souls are up for auction

Ain’t no use in praying, that’s the way it’s staying, babyJohnny ain’t so crazy, he’s always got a line for a lady(Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyShake ’em now, now, get ’em off downtownGet your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyShake ’em now, now, get ’em off downtown (yeah, yeah)

Ain’t no use in praying, that’s the way it’s staying, babyJohnny ain’t so crazy, he’s always got a line for the lady(Oh, yeah, yeah)

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyShake ’em now, now, get ’em off downtownGet your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyShake ’em now, now, get ’em off downtown

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyGet your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyGet your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyGet your rocks off, get your rocks off, honey

Get your rocks off, get your rocks off, honeyGet your rocks off, get your rocks off, honey

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Babe Ruth and The Beatles

This very well could be one of those posts that sounded good in thought but not as good in action.

Strange title, huh? Two of my biggest interests growing up were Babe Ruth and The Beatles. An unlikely pair, but they caught my attention and started me down the path of researching and, most importantly, reading. I can be very obsessive about subjects. I probably would be diagnosed with something. When I find out about someone or some event, it’s not enough to know the event, but I want to know why, where, and how. Maybe that is the reason I started to blog. On the blogs, if Dave mentions a music festival that has been long forgotten, I want to know. If Lisa shows a painting on her site, I want to know who did it and what inspired them. When Halffastcyclingclub mentions a little-known artist or song, I want to know more about them.

I always pay attention to the comment section. That is why I blog. When all of you start commenting, I look up the bands you mention. CB, obbverse, M.Y., Warren, Jim, Randy, Matt, Christian, Clive, Phil, Nancy, and Colin (apologies to everyone I left off!) have supplied me with artists that I listen to on a normal basis. Just because I don’t post on them doesn’t mean I don’t listen to that band or artist. It might be months, but they will usually always pop up. Anyway, enough of this boring stuff…on to this other boring stuff. I guess I felt I had to set this up.

When I was a kid, George Herman Ruth was one of my heroes. I’m not a Yankee fan (always have been a Dodger fan); in fact, I usually root against them (especially last November). Those Red Sox and Yankee teams he was on are great to look back on from 1914 through 1935. His stats are unbelievable, and his personality was as big as his home runs. The man would not leave a kid behind waiting for an autograph. He did have bad habits; you could ask any brothel about him if they were still alive.

I parallel my interest in Babe Ruth with my interest in the Beatles. It’s not just the stats of Babe’s career or the popularity of the Beatles. It was never about popularity. No, because I didn’t know how great they were until I started to read about them. It’s an incredible story they both have. To start with little hope of making it in life, hardly at all…much less gaining popularity worldwide… and end up owning the world. Babe came from a poorer background, but the Beatles’ meeting at the right place and time defied the odds. So many things could have happened, but both worked out.

Both were bigger than life. People would travel from miles around to see The Babe hit one out or strike out, and the Beatles drew their share of people as well. They both defined a generation and are still talked about decades and in Babe’s case, a century later. Both are known around the world. You could go almost anywhere in the 20s – 50s and mention Babe Ruth, and they would know exactly who you were talking about. Even now, his name is alive, and the average person has heard of him, and it’s the same with The Beatles.

Maybe that is the reason I’m drawn to Big Star, The Replacements, and other lesser-known artists, and I like to spotlight them. Why did some get so big and others with a lot of talent didn’t? There are similarities between sports and music. Yes, you can be a one-hit wonder in both. The Kingsmen with Louie Louie and Mark Fidrych with one huge season. Both professions can make you a star or a goat. You could get on Bubblegum cards with both as well.

There is one difference between music and baseball/sports. In baseball, if you produce, you WILL get noticed or remembered. You might not be a Hall of Fame player, but you will get remembered by people. In music, you can produce the greatest album or song, but if the record company doesn’t promote you…it doesn’t matter because people won’t hear you. You are judged by the charts, and as we have all seen, sometimes the charts are not always the best. Want proof of that? Look up Chuck Berry’s only number 1 song.

If I had a time machine…I would go back to 1922 and watch Babe Ruth play, and 1961 to see The Beatles play. I would have loved to have sat in the smoky Hamburg club and to go to the Polo Grounds to grab a beer and a dog and watch the Babe.

Kolchak: The Night Stalker …coming soon

I guess this is like a trailer or a commercial for coming attractions. I’m going to tackle this series in a few weeks, with each episode getting a post. There are only 20 episodes plus two movies, so this won’t be a year and a half of The Twilight Zone or Star Trek like I did a few years back. I hope some of you readers are fans. It was totally different for its time and really for now. We will follow Carl Kolchak (Darren McGavin) as he chases monsters in the seventies.

Music posts will not be interrupted…this will be on Thursday, and I may sneak one in earlier in the week if possible. I hope you will enjoy it. I’m going to write up a few before I start posting. Also, Thanks to Lisa, who brought up this series when I told her I was watching The Night Gallery. I have watched this series over the years, but I don’t know the episodes as well as I do The Twilight Zone and Star Trek, so this will be a fun learning experience for me. I had watched The Twilight Zone and Star Trek so much that I didn’t need to research many of them when I covered their episodes.

I hope you will enjoy them. I will start them sometime in September. Also, I think most of the episodes are on YouTube.

Here is a fan-made trailer of the TV movie that spawned the show.

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Warren Zevon – Lawyers, Guns and Money

I went home with a waitress the way I always doHow was I to know she was with the Russians, too?

This song is for Song Lyric Sunday for Jim Adams’s blog. This week’s prompt is (drum roll please…) A song with a great opening line suggested by Max of PowerPop.

By the time Zevon was recording Excitable Boy in late 1977, he’d already built up a reputation in Los Angeles as a brilliant but different character. He’d been Linda Ronstadt’s piano player, he was pals with Jackson Browne, and he was that rare songwriter who could write a melody that would stick, but it would have a line that would make you laugh nervously. The sessions were stacked with heavy hitters—Danny Kortchmar on guitar, Waddy Wachtel as the sonic glue, Russ Kunkel on drums, and Leland Sklar on the bass. Basically, the best of the 1970s L.A. session scene.

Zevon wanted grit, menace, and the feeling that the whole thing could go off the rails at any second. That’s exactly why this song ended up as the closer; it wasn’t made for a radio single, but it was played quite a bit. The track closes the record with a bang after the short story songs of Roland the Headless Thompson Gunner and Werewolves of London. Where those songs work like short stories, Lawyers, Guns, and Money plays like a situation in escalating panic.

Zevon once stated in an interview that this was based on a true story. Zevon and his manager were partying in Mexico when the party decided to take to the road, and it looked like it was “about to hit the fan.” Zevon’s manager feigned a phone call: “Send lawyers.” Zevon jumped in: “And guns… and money.”

I’ve always liked Zevon’s dark songs with a sense of humor. His universe contains a lot of colorful characters. Zevon would go on to write subtler, more introspective songs, but this one, like Werewolves of London, made sure no one could ever mistake him for another singer-songwriter.

This song is on the great album Excitable Boy, released in 1978. The album peaked at #8 on the Billboard Album Charts and #12 in New Zealand. It was Zevon’s highest-ranking album.

Lawyers, Guns, and Money

I went home with a waitress the way I always doHow was I to know she was with the russians, too?

I was gambling in havana, I took a little riskSend lawyers, guns, and moneyDad, get me out of this, hiyah!

An innocent bystanderSomehow I got stuck between a rock and a hard placeAnd I’m down on my luckYes, I’m down on my luckWell, I’m down on my luck

I’m hiding in Honduras, I’m a desperate manSend lawyers, guns, and moneyThe shit has hit the fan

Send lawyers, guns, and moneySend lawyers, guns, and money

Send lawyers, guns, and money, hiyah!Send lawyers, guns, and money, ow!

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Billy Joel – Captain Jack

I’ve never been a huge Billy Joel fan, but I do like a lot of his music. I had the Songs In The Attic album, and this is one of the songs that stood out. This is early 1970s Billy, restless and writing about disillusionment, very different from Uptown Girl Billy. I would even say this might be one of the most important songs of his career because of what followed.

Captain Jack is the drug dealer who breaks up the humdrum life of the narrator. Joel didn’t try to hide that in the lyrics at all. Some stations wouldn’t touch it, but others couldn’t stop spinning it. Joel later said the song wasn’t a glamorization, just an observation of what he’d seen in the Long Island neighborhoods where he grew up.

His debut album, Cold Spring Harbor, had been released with a massive technical flaw; the entire thing was mastered at the wrong speed, making Joel’s voice sound unnaturally high. Promotion was minimal, sales were bad, and Joel was locked into a contract that basically gave him pennies per record. He then did the only thing he could do…tour.

The song had quite an effect on Joel. Philadelphia’s WMMR-FM invited Joel to perform a live concert in their tiny Sigma Sound Studios space, just him, drummer Rhys Clark, and bassist Larry Russell. The station’s program director, Michael Tearson, and DJ Ed Sciaky were championing singer-songwriters, and Joel’s Cold Spring Harbor tracks had caught their ear despite the bad pressing.

Joel played an eight-song set, mixing early album cuts with unreleased songs. One of those was Captain Jack. The live performance of this song was rawer and darker than the album tracks he’d been promoting. Listeners lit up the station’s phones, demanding to know where they could buy the song.

Here’s the thing: they couldn’t. Captain Jack wasn’t on Cold Spring Harbor. It wasn’t on any record. WMMR started playing the tape of that live performance regularly, and soon it was one of the station’s most requested tracks, sometimes more than the current hits by Elton John or the Stones.

The WMMR Captain Jack proved Joel had an audience and that he could connect on FM radio without a hit single. By 1973, Columbia had signed him, sent him to Los Angeles with producer Michael Stewart, and Piano Man was born. This was the closing song on the album that included Piano Man and The Ballad of Billy the Kid.

Captain Jack

Saturday night and you’re still hangin’ aroundTired of living in your one horse townYou’d like to find a little hole in the groundFor a while, hmm

So you go to the village in your tie-dye jeansAnd you stare at the junkies and the closet queensIt’s like some pornographic magazineAnd you smile, hmm

Captain Jack will get you high tonightAnd take you to your special islandCaptain Jack will get you by tonightJust a little push, and you’ll be smilin’Oh, yeah

Your sister’s gone out, she’s on a dateAnd you just sit at home and masturbateYour phone is gonna ring soonBut you just can’t wait for that call, hmm

So you stand on the corner in your New English clothesAnd you look so polished from your hair down to your toesOh, but still your fingers gonna pick your nose after all, hmm

But Captain Jack will get you high tonightAnd take you to your special islandCaptain Jack will get you by tonightJust a little push, and you’ll be smilin’, ohOh, yeah-yeah

So you decide to take a holidayYou got your tape deck and your brand-new ChevroletAh, there ain’t no place to go anywayWhat for? Hmm

So you got everything, ah, but nothing’s coolThey just found your father in the swimming poolAnd you guess you won’t be going back to school anymore

But Captain Jack will get you high tonightAnd take you to your special islandOh, Captain Jack will get you by tonightJust a little push and you’ll be smilin’, oh yeah

So you play your albums, and you smoke your potAnd you meet your girlfriend in the parking lotOh, but still you’re aching for the things you haven’t gotWhat went wrong? Hmm

And if you can’t understand why your world is so deadWhy you’ve got to keep in style and feed your headWell, you’re 21 and still your mother makes your bedAnd that’s too long, whoa, yeah-yeah

But Captain Jack will get you high tonightAnd take you to your special islandWell, now Captain Jack will get you by tonightJust a little push and you’ll be smilin’

Oh, Captain Jack will get you high tonightAnd take you to your special islandWell, now Captain Jack will make you to high tonightJust a little push and you’ll be smilin’

Yeah, Captain Jack will get you high tonightAnd take you to your special islandCaptain Jack will get you by tonightWell, now Captain Jack will make you to high tonight

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Sir Douglas Quintet – She’s About a Mover

I’ve known this song since the 1980s, when I heard it many times on oldies channels at work. This Doug Sahm-written song has stuck with me through the decades. I thought about it recently when I ran across an ’80s or ’90s live version that he and keyboard player Augie Myers played.

This song is a blend of Tex-Mex and garage rock, one of the best examples of 1960s garage rock. It’s bigger than the chart position suggests. It paved the way for the Tex-Mex sound to seep into rock, a little taste inside a pop single. Sixty years on, it still works.

It was 1964, the height of Beatlemania, and producer Huey P. Meaux had an idea. The British Invasion was cleaning up the charts, so why not package a bunch of Texas guys to look like they’d just flown in from England, but still sound like San Antonio? He slapped the name Sir Douglas Quintet on Doug Sahm’s new band, dressed them in matching suits, and let people assume they were another English import.

The band cut this song in Houston’s Gold Star Studios in late ’64. It was a fast, live-in-the-room recording session. Sahm had the riff for a while, but the groove came together when the drummer, Johnny Perez, locked into that hypnotic drum beat, pushing the song forward.

Augie Meyers’ organ was the hook. Huey Meaux knew the song’s repetitive, almost trance-like quality would make it stand out on the radio. The song peaked at #13 on the Billboard 100 and #15 in the UK in 1965. The song was named the number one Texas song by Texas Monthly.

Doug’s voice has a Ray Charles-like sound, and they ended up with 3 top 40 songs and 4 songs in the Billboard 100.

I usually try to add live versions of the song in the era it came from, but I could not pass this one up…it’s just TOO good. Doug Sahm and Augie Meyers are doing their thing in Austin, Texas, in 1975. I can’t stop listening to this version. Sahm had a great stage presence.

She’s About a Mover

She was walking down the street
Looking fine as she could be, hey, hey
She was walking down the street
She’s looking fine as she could be, hey, hey
You know I love you, baby
Oh hear what is say, hey, hey

She walked right up to me
Said, “Hey, big boy, what’s your name?”
She walked right up to me
Said, “Hey, big boy, what’s your name?” Hey, hey
We had love and conversation
Oh yeah, what I say, hey hey

She’s about a mover
She’s about a mover
She’s about a mover
She’s about a mover
Hey, hey

She’s about a mover
She’s about a mover
You know I love you, baby
Oh yeah, what I say, yeah, hey

Now, she walked right up to me, talkin’ about me
She said, “Hey, big boy, what’s your name?”
Well, she walked right up to me
Said, “Hey, big boy, what’s your name?”
We had love and conversation
Oh yeah, what I say, hey hey

She’s about a mover
She’s about a mover
She’s about a mover
She’s about a mover, hey

Long Ryders – I Had A Dream

When I was discovering the Paisley Underground Scene from the 1980s, this was one of the bands that jumped out at me. I did a post on them a few years ago with a song called Looking for Lewis and Clark. I still can’t believe this was released in the 1980s because it lacked big production and a Casio-sounding keyboard. To me, this sounds like grounded roots music, and reminiscent of the Byrds, and I love the sound. It’s both country twang and chiming power chords.

If you’re going to kick off your first proper album, you may as well come out swinging, and the Long Ryders do just that here. This song wastes no time; the guitar riff is a jangle straight out of the Byrds’ Rickenbacker playbook, but it’s dirtied up with a garage-band growl that says these guys were listening to as much Crazy Horse as Mr. Tambourine Man.

The Long Ryders cut their debut album Native Sons in early 1984 at A&M Studios in Hollywood, with Henry Lewy, Joni Mitchell’s longtime collaborator, behind the board. He understood space and warmth, two qualities the Ryders wanted in spades. The sessions were quick; they were on an indie budget, so this song went down live in the studio, the band feeding off each other’s energy.

The album was praised by critics, Melody Maker saying ” “a modern American classic” and Allmusic has praised the album, writing that it “established their eclectic mixture of Byrds/Clash/Flying Burrito Brothers’ influences … while turning in an original sound that became the banner for both the paisley underground and cowpunk styles in the mid-’80s.”

The album peaked at #1 on the UK Indie Chart in 1984.

I Had A Dream

Tried so hard to explain
The way things are and how quick they can change
But you never listened you just turned your head
Never even heard a single word that he said
While it’s true now that I’m not a saint
I felt pain when you live to hate
Said it before and I’ll say it again
Leave me alone man or treat me like a friend

I had a dream last night
Everybody’s laughing and everything was alright
Still some hope in sight, that was last night

I had a dream last night
Nobody’s crying, nobody’s frightened
Still some hope in sight, that was last night

Well if it seems like I sound like the rest
We’re trying hard not to be too depressed
Once they take everything I’ve left, it’s so easy
So if you’re dreaming I hhope that you do
Wish for the best and hope that it comes true
Who knows what they’ll leave when they’re through

I had a dream last night
Everybody’s laughing and everything was alright
Still some hope in sight, that was last night

I had a dream last night
Nobody’s crying, nobody’s frightened
Still some hope in sight, that was last night

Count Five – Psychotic Reaction

Another song that I found while listening to an oldies channel in the 1980s. This song reminds me of the Yardbirds in texture and feel.

This band was a true one-hit wonder in 1966. When the singer-guitarist John Byrne was a freshman in college, his friend told him Psychotic Reaction would be a great name for a song. John had a melody in his head that day and wrote the song, but all of The Count Five contributed.

It was released in the summer of 1966 on the tiny Double Shot label. The single started getting airplay in California and then went national, climbing up the charts. Suddenly, these kids were lip-syncing on American Bandstand and touring with the Beach Boys and The Hollies, off-the-wall stuff for a bunch of guys who had barely been out of San Jose.

As fast as it blew up, it was over. The follow-up singles didn’t chart, the album (also called Psychotic Reaction) was rushed out and padded with covers, and by 1969, the band had quietly dissolved. Byrne went back to civilian life, and the rest scattered into day jobs. You know what, though? Of all the years I played, I would have gladly taken the role of a one-hit wonder.

It peaked at #5 on the Billboard 100 and #3 in Canada in 1966. It is garage rock, psychedelic with some punk thrown in. The songwriting credits were Kenn Ellner, Roy Chaney, Craig “Butch” Atkinson, John “Sean” Byrne, and John “Mouse” Michalski.

Psychotic Reaction

I feel depressed, I feel so bad
‘Cause you’re the best girl that I ever had
I can’t get your love, I can’t get a fraction
Uh-oh, little girl, psychotic reaction
(Shouted) And it feels like this!

I feel so lonely night and day
I can’t get your love, I must stay away
I need you girl, by my side
Uh-oh, little girl, would you like to take a ride, now
I can’t get your love, I can’t get satisfaction
Uh-oh, little girl, psychotic reaction

Rolling Stones – Rocks Off

The sunshine bores the daylights out of me

This song is a hell of an album opener. I wrote this last weekend, and I was going to post it for Jim’s SLS Sunday great album openers but I didn’t get to post it. This era was probably the pinnacle of the Stones’ career, both in the studio and live.

By the summer of 1971, the band had officially become British tax exiles. Facing crippling tax rates back home, they scattered across Europe, with Keith Richards renting Villa Nellcôte, a grand 19th-century mansion in Villefranche-sur-Mer, on the French Riviera. When I say renting, I mean turning it into a 24-hour rock ‘n’ roll asylum. The basement, humid, airless, and filled with cigarette smoke, became the main recording space. Mobile studio trucks parked outside ran cables through windows and stairwells.

Despite the drug use and long hours, they got it done. It would be hard to replicate this album because of how it was recorded. Many of the songs sound low-fi and make them even dirtier-sounding. The vocals on this song are not steady in volume, but that adds to it. This, to me, is how the Stones should sound. If they are too clean-sounding, it just doesn’t work for me in the studio or live. Mick Taylor’s guitar is a huge reason this album sounds so good as well.

This song opened their great Exile On Main Street album. Part of the charm is the muddiness of the recordings. It was recorded in the middle of heavy drugs, hangers-on, and a band fleeing from the taxes of England. It’s a wonder they got a song out of it, much less an album that some consider their best.

What you hear in those opening moments, Keith’s ragged riff tumbling down the stairs like it’s late for work, completely works. This song is sloppy yet tight and a bit menacing. It was a great opener for this album. It clearly told you what was coming next.

Exile On Main Street peaked at #1 on The Billboard Album Charts, Canada, and the UK in 1972. This was released as a single in Japan only.

Rocks Off

I hear you talking when I’m on the street
Your mouth don’t move but I can hear you speak

What’s the matter with the boy?
He don’t come around no more
Is he checking out for sure?
Is he gonna close the door on me?

And I’m always hearing voices on the street
I want to shout, but I can hardly speak

I was making love last night
To a dancer friend of mine
I can’t seem to stay in step
‘Cause she come ev’ry time that she pirouettes over me

And I only get my rocks off while I’m dreaming
(Only get them off, only get them off, only get them off)
I only get my rocks off while I’m sleeping
(Only get them off, only get them off, only get them off)

I’m zipping through the days at lightning speed
Plug in, flush out and fire the fuckin’ feed

Heading for the overload
Splattered on the nasty road
Kick me like you’ve kicked before
I can’t even feel the pain no more

Feel so hypnotized, can’t describe the scene
It’s all mesmerized all that inside me

The sunshine bores the daylights out of me
Chasing shadows moonlight mystery

Heading for the overload
Splattered on the dirty road
Kick me like you’ve kicked before
I can’t even feel the pain no more

And I only get my rocks off while I’m sleeping
(Only get them off, only get them off, only get them off)
(Only get them off, only get them off, only get them off)

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Queen – You’re My Best Friend

I like Queen every once in a while, but I have to take them in doses. Queen is over the top, and they went out of their way to do that, which is fine, but in this song, they keep it more simple. I first got into them when my friend Paul, brought the News Of The World album cover to school, as we all loved the cool robot. Before he did that, I do remember this song on the radio. Out of all of their well-known hits, this one is a little different, more pure pop-sounding.

In the hands of another band, this song could have turned into a bland pop song. The harmonies and the arrangement by Queen lifted this song up. It was written by the bass player John Deacon. All members of Queen encouraged each other to write, and each one of them wrote at least one hit. Deacon wrote this one, I Want To Break Free, and the huge Another One Bites The Dust.

It was written for his wife, Veronica, while the couple were newly married. That explains the warmth in the lyrics, which never dip into rock-star bombast. Musically, it stands out in Queen’s catalog because of that Wurlitzer electric piano. Deacon played it and made it the song’s signature sound, even though Freddie Mercury didn’t like that instrument at all. Well, Freddie was wrong here because it fit the song perfectly. You cannot get that sound from a grand piano.

The song came off the A Night at the Opera album. This is one of the two albums that Queen named after Marx Brothers movies…the other one is Day at the Races. They were watching the A Night at the Opera movie while making the album. They became friends with Groucho Marx in the mid-seventies.

It peaked at #16 on the Billboard 100, #7 in the UK, and #2 in Canada in 1976.

Freddie Mercury: I refused to play that damn thing, It’s tiny and horrible and I don’t like them. Why play those when you have a lovely superb piano.

You’re My Best Friend

Ooh you make me live
Whatever this world can give to me
It’s you you’re all I see
Ooh you make me live now honey
Ooh you make me live

Ooh you’re the best friend that I ever had
I’ve been with you such a long time
You’re my sunshine and I want you to know
That my feelings are true
I really love you
Oh you’re my best friend

Ooh you make me live

Ooh I’ve been wandering round
But I still come back to you
In rain or shine
You’ve stood by me girl
I’m happy at home
You’re my best friend

Ooh you make me live
Whenever this world is cruel to me
I got you to help me forgive
Ooh you make me live now honey
Ooh you make me live

You’re the first one
When things turn out bad
You know I’ll never be lonely
You’re my only one
And I love the things
I really love the things that you do
Ooh you’re my best friend

Ooh you make me live

I’m happy at home
You’re my best friend
Oh you’re my best friend
Ooh you make me live
You’re my best friend

Fabulous Poodles – Mirror Star

Hanspostcard recommended this song to me, and it stuck with me. I guess I’ll never forget the name of this band. I heard of the band before because I remember reading about them opening for The Kinks and Tom Petty. John Entwistle played on a few tracks on their first album and produced it. On this second album, Muff Winwood produced it. This song and Chicago Boxcar (Boston Back) are probably their best-known songs.

The band was influenced by The Who and The Kinks, and you can tell. After listening to them a little, they have some pub rock, the punch of it, combined with really good pop songwriting. They formed in London in 1975, with Tony de Meur (vocals/guitar), Richie Robertson (bass/vocals), Bobby Valentino (violin/vocals), and Bryan Wernham (drums). From the start, they had a knack for mixing good pop songwriting with theatrical humor, with some British music hall thrown in. This song was written by Tony De Meur and John Parsons.

Like a lot of late ’70s UK pop/rock, Mirror Star didn’t tear up the charts, but it found a loyal following, especially when the band opened for The Kinks on their U.S. tours. American audiences who were expecting another punk band got this odd pop/rock band.

They released 3 albums between 1977 and 1979. This one was on their second album, Unsuitable, released in 1978. I’ve searched, and they didn’t seem to chart in the UK, which surprised me. This song did peak at #81 on the Billboard 100 in 1979.

Mirror Star

He was a lonely boy, no good at sportsHe couldn’t run, his legs were shortHe walked the streets inside his headAnd spent a lot of time in bed

He practiced on his way to schoolHis friends all said, you’re off the wallHe played a tight elastic bandHis mic was just his empty hand

Mirror, mirror, mirror starHe posed in front of every carThey all called him crazy kidHe ran up to his room and hid

He greased his hair with VaselineAnd practiced looking really meanHe saw a face that’s going farHe posed right there with his guitar

Head’s in the clouds on school reportsHe’s always lost in other thoughtsMade no difference, shut them outHe’d be a star someday, no doubt

Mirror, mirror on the wallYou never treat him like a foolHere in his room, he is the kingThe wild applause is deafening

You see his face on every wallFrom Camden Town to LiverpoolHe lays a groupie when he’s downAnd rents the best hotel in town

The kids hang round to see his faceAnd wish that they were in his placeReflections paid, the mirror made‘Cause posing’s helped him make the grade

Mirror, mirror on the wallYou never treat him like a foolHere in his room, he is the kingThe wild applause is deafening

Mirror, mirror, mirror starMirror starMirror, mirror starMirror, mirror, mirror starMirror, mirror starMirror, mirror

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Syd Barrett – Octopus

I was never a huge Pink Floyd fan, but I did start liking them more and more through the years. My favorite era was the Syd Barrett era, before they became massive. Syd Barrett was a co-founder of Pink Floyd. He is credited with coming up with the band’s name, which was inspired by blues musicians Pink Anderson and Floyd Council. Their debut album has really grown on me and there are some gems on there.

By the time this was recorded in late 1969, Syd was already something of a rock ‘n’ roll ghost story. The man who led Pink Floyd through UFO Club acid nights and their first album (The Piper at the Gates of Dawn) had flamed out under the weight of mental illness. Octopus was the lead single from his 1970 album The Madcap Laughs, his first solo album. Yes, it is worth checking out.

A track that sounds like it was part nursery rhyme and English psychedelia mixed together into a surreal song. In just under two years since his short-lived run as Pink Floyd’s original frontman, Barrett had all but disappeared into erratic behaviour. I’m glad EMI decided to let him try again in 1969; it wasn’t out of commercial ambition because they had to know better. I like this album though, and I would recommend it.

The sessions were chaotic. Producers came and went: Peter Jenner tried first, then Malcolm Jones. When things still weren’t gelling, Barrett’s old bandmates David Gilmour and Roger Waters were drafted in to finish the job. Between all of them, they managed to pull the album together. Uncut placed this in their 200 Greatest Albums of all time. In 2015, NME (New Musical Express) placed this album at number 7 on a list of best albums recorded at Abbey Road.

The album peaked at #40 on the UK charts in 1970.

Octopus

Trip to heave and ho
Up down, to and fro’
You have no word
Trip, trip to a dream dragon
Hide your wings in a ghost tower
Sails cackling at every plate we break

Was cracked by scattered needles
The little minute gong
Coughs and clears his throat
Madam you see before you stand
Hey ho, never be still
The old original favorite grand
Grasshoppers green Herbarian band
And the tune they play is “In Us Confide”

So trip to heave and ho
Up down, to and fro’
You have no word
Please, leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride

Isn’t it good to be lost in the wood?
Isn’t it bad so quiet there, in the wood?
Meant even less to me than I thought
With a honey plough of yellow prickly seeds
Clover honey pots and mystic shining feed

The madcap laughed at the man on the border
Hey ho, huff the Talbot
The winds they blew and the leaves did wag
They’ll never put me in their bag
The raging seas will always seep
So high you go, so low you creep
The wind it blows in tropical heat
The drones they throng on mossy seats
The squeaking door will always squeak
Two up, two down we’ll never meet

Please, leave us here
Close our eyes to the octopus ride

Graham Parker – Hold Back The Night

I missed this song in Graham Parker’s discography. This is a good one and a cover of the Trammps song they released in 1975. The Trammps would later have some huge disco hits. This one was more Philly soul-sounding. Parker had already been bending R&B and soul into his own style with his first two albums, Howlin’ Wind and Heat Treatment.

It was released on the EP The Pink Parker in late ’77 (a live version was tacked onto the U.S. version of The Parkerilla in 1979). Graham’s version is raw and raucous, much more than the original. The Pink Parker peaked at #24 in the UK Charts and #58 on the Billboard 100 in 1977. He recorded this with his great backup band called The Rumour.

The Rumour would be Graham’s backing band for years. They also recorded their own albums separately and did three in all. They broke up in 1980 and then reformed and started to back Parker up again in 2011 and remain his backup band to this day.

The Pink Parker was an EP, and it basically functioned as a stealth single for Hold Back the Night. The track started getting serious airplay and attention.

Hold Back The Night

Hold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you babyHold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you baby

When you leftYou took the sunRight out of my skyYes you didWonder whyYou went awayAnd never told me why

When the sun go downThe moon is nearI’m scared to death‘Cause your face appear

Hold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you babyHold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you baby

LonelinessHolding meWhen I go to bed yes it isLike a characterIn a bookThat I have read

When the sun go downThe moon is nearI’m scared to death‘Cause your face appear

Hold it hold it hold it hold it

Hold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you babyI said hold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you baby

Hold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you babyHold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you babyHold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you babyHold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you babyHold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you babyHold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you babyHold back the nightTurn on the lightDon’t wanna dream about you baby

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Billie Holiday – Moanin’ Low

I’m not a huge jazz aficionado, but sometimes it hits the spot. On Christian’s blog on Sundays, he usually features a jazz song on his Sunday Six. I often enjoy that more than the rock songs. I was looking through YouTube, and I instantly fell for this song. I picture a smoky black and white bar at 3am in the 40s or 50s, with Holiday giving her all for each song.

I’ve heard other versions of this song, and some are slick and radio-friendly. Holiday’s is not slick, it’s real and as close to authentic as you can get. What I hear in this song is a weariness in Billie’s voice that feels older than the song itself. She doesn’t belt it, and she doesn’t show off. She just leans into the melody like someone savoring the last dance of the night.

When I listen to her songs, I have a feeling like I’m eavesdropping on something intimate. Only a few singers have made me feel that way; she will always be special. In this song, she gave pain a voice, and it’s still being felt.

This song was released in 1936 and peaked at #11 on the Billboard Hot 100. One stat that I found floored me. Out of the 38 singles she released, 35 of them were in the top 20. It was written by Ralph Rainger and Howard Dietz in 1929. popularized in the revue The Little Show, where it was sung by Libby Holman. It’s been covered 66 times by artists such as Dinah Shore to Hot Sugar Band & Nicolle Rochelle in 2020.

The live version below is near the end of her tragically short life, but like always, she gives her all.

Moanin’ Low

Moanin’ low, my sweet man, I love him soThough he’s mean as can beHe’s the kind of man needs the kind of a woman like me

Gonna die if my sweet man should pass me byIf I die where’ll he beHe’s the kind of a man needs the kind of a woman like me

Don’t know any reason why he treats me so poorlyWhat have I gone and done?Makes me troubles double with his worriesWhen surely, I ain’t deserving of none

Moanin’ low, my sweet man is gonna goWhen he goes, oh LordyHe’s the kind of a man needs the kind of a woman like me

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Ramones – Sheena Is a Punk Rocker

I so love the Ramones. They cut through the BS and got down to business. No solos, no lengthy anything…just songs that rock and leave you wanting more. This song peaked at #81 on the Billboard 100 and #22 in the UK in 1977. This was supposedly the first punk song in the Billboard 100. This was the sound of punk going pop, and not in the sellout sense. It would become one of their most popular songs.

If you were standing outside CBGB in the summer of 1977, the street noise wasn’t just the usual loud feedback anymore; it had a melody with the Ramones. They had a lot of influences, but one of them was Bubblegum rock, and it shows. Most of their songs are very catchy.

This song was Joey Ramone’s attempt to write a 1960s-style teenage rebellion song for the late 1970s crowd, and he nailed it. The name was borrowed from Sheena, Queen of the Jungle, a pulp heroine with a loincloth and a machete. But in the Ramones’ world, she trades her safari clothes for a leather jacket and heads to the rock clubs.

Tommy Ramone helped produce this track. He is credited on the album under his real name, Tommy Erdelyi. They were more popular years after they broke up than they were when they were together. It’s a shame they didn’t get as popular when they were a working band.

Joey Ramone: “‘Sheena Is A Punk Rocker’ first came out as a single. I played it for (Sire Records President) Seymour Stein. He flipped out and said ‘We gotta record that song now.’ It was like back in the ’50s; you’d rush into the studio because you thought you had a hit, then put it right out. To me ‘Sheena’ was the first surf/punk rock/teenage rebellion song. I combined Sheena, Queen of the Jungle with the primalness of punk rock. Then Sheena is brought into the modern day: ‘But she just couldn’t stay/she had to break away/well New York City really has it all.’ It was funny because all the girls in New York seemed to change their name to Sheena after that. Everybody was a Sheena.”

Sheena Is A Punk Rocker

Well the kids are all hopped up and ready to go
They’re ready to go now they got their surfboards
And they’re going to the discotheque Au Go Go
But she just couldn’t stay she had to break away
Well New York City really has is all oh yeah, oh yeah

Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
Well she’s a punk punk, a punk rocker
Punk punk a punk rocker
Punk punk a punk rocker
Punk punk a punk rocker

Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker
Sheena is a punk rocker now