Carlene Carter – Every Little Thing

Thank you run-sew-read for making a comment and including this song. I have had this one in the draft section for a year. I started to really pay attention to Carter in the late 80s and early 90s. 

I first heard her album C’est C Bon and it was alright but it had a pure 80s pop sound. By the time the ’90s came around, I could hear a change and I liked it. I heard a little more of her country roots plus a bit of pop in the best way possible. 

Carlene Carter was the daughter of June Carter Cash and her first husband Carl Smith. She later married Nick Lowe. She grew up as part of the Carter Family legacy which strongly influenced her musical style, blending traditional country with contemporary pop.

Every Little Thing was released in 1993 as the lead single from Carlene Carter’s album Little Love Letters. It was produced by Howie Epstein and released by Giant Records. The song peaked at #3 on the Billboard US Hot Country Songs and #3 on the Canada Country Charts. 

The song was on her Little Love Letters album released in 1993. It peaked at #35 on the Billboard Country Charts and  #2 on the Canadian Country Charts. 

Every Little Thing

I hear songs on the radioThey might be fast or they might be slowBut every song they play’s got me thinkin’ ’bout youI see a fella walkin’ down the streetHe looks at me and he smiles real sweetBut he don’t matter to me‘Cause I’m thinkin’ ’bout you

Every little dream I dream about youEvery little thought I think about youDrives me crazy when you go awayI oughta keep you locked up at homeAnd like a wild horse I want to break youI love you so much I hate youEvery little thing reminds me of youHoney when you leave me here all alone

My tongue gets tied when I try to talkMy knees get weak when I start to walkSo I might as well stay home and keep thinkin’ ’bout you“the young and the restless” on my tv setThat’s just like us when we first metAnd when they start to kissin’Got me thinking bout you

Every little dream I dream about youEvery little thought I think about youDrives me crazy when you go awayI oughta keep you locked up at homeAnd like a wild horse I want to break youI love you so much I hate youEvery little thing reminds me of youHoney when you leave me here all alone

Every little dream I dream about youEvery little thought I think about youDrives me crazy when you go awayI oughta keep you locked up at homeAnd like a wild horse I want to break youI love you so much I hate youEvery little thing reminds me of youHoney when you leave me here all alone

John Hiatt – Perfectly Good Guitar

The first time I heard this song, I loved it. John Hiatt always releases songs of quality, and they are all solid. Saying that, he is most remembered for his songs that other people cover. I don’t understand that because he has a fine, distinctive voice with a consistently excellent band behind him. The keyword here is distinctive, I guess, which I look for.

I first noticed Hiatt with the song Slow Turning. When Bonnie Raitt released Thing Called Love in 1989, I knew the song from Hiatt…I was just getting into him. I’m glad Raitt covered that song because it helped him. He has released 25 albums in total, ranging from 1974 through 2021, and it’s about time for another. My friend Christian does a good review of the album here...check it out if you can.

This song was the title track on his 1993  eleventh studio album. The album peaked at #47 on the Billboard 100, #34 in Canada, #67 in the UK, and #19 in New Zealand. It was his last album on A&M Records and his highest-charting album on Billboard. This album was probably the most rock & roll-oriented album of Hiatt’s career. I do like the guitar tone that Matt Wallace, the producer, got on this album. He had previously produced The Replacements.

The song peaked at #16 on the Billboard Mainstream Rock Charts and #76 in Canada. The record company pulled 5 singles off of this album, and 2 were in the top 40 in the Mainstream Charts.

Perfectly Good Guitar

Well he threw one down form the top of the stairs
Beautiful women were standing everywhere
They all got wet when he smashed that thing
But off in the dark you could hear somebody sing

Oh it breaks my heart to see those stars
Smashing a perfectly good guitar
I don’t know who they think they are
Smashing a perfectly good guitar

It started back in 1963
His momma wouldn’t buy him
That new red harmony
He settled for a sunburst with a crack
But he’s still trying to break his momma’s back

He loved that guitar just like a girlfriend
But ever good thing comes to an end
Now he just sits in his room all day
Whistling every note he used to play

There out to be a law with no bail
Smash a guitar and you go to jail
With no chance for early parole
You don’t get out till you get some soul

Late at night the end of the road
He wished he still had the old guitar to hold
He’d rock it like a baby in his arms
Never let it come to any harm