I’m going to post a couple of posts today…this one and one that is leading up to Halloween!
On October 26, 1997, I saw The Rolling Stones at Vanderbilt. That is where I met Steve Forbert and that is the only time I got to see Sheryl Crow. It was in the afternoon and her voice soared through the Fall afternoon air. She performed great and I became even more of a fan that day.
At the time you had female artists like Gwen Stefani, Mariah Carey, Celine Dion, and then here comes Sheryl with her electric guitar with a rock edge…one of the best opening acts I ever saw. In the late 80s, she struggled to break through as artists like Madonna and Paula Abdul ruled the airwaves. Her first album Tuesday Night Music Club wasn’t released until she was 31 in 1993. That was because female singer/songwriters finally started to gain popularity in the 90s.
The song was written by Sheryl Crow and her producer Bill Bottrell. This song is off of her debut album Tuesday Night Music Club. The song peaked at #36 on the Billboard 100, #3 in Canada, and #33 in the UK in 1994.
Now she is really into pro-environmental concerns. On her tours, she demands only biodegradable cups and dinnerware be used by the caterer, as well as food that is “organic and purchased from local suppliers as much as possible” and water that “must be sourced from a local spring water vendor.” She also asks for separate plastic, glass, and paper recycling bins and wants her buses and trucks to be fueled with biodiesel only.
A fun sidenote to Sheryl. The first guitar she ever had was a 1964 Gibson Country and Western acoustic and she calls it The Moneymaker because most of the hits she wrote…was on that guitar.
Sheryl Crow: You’ve got a bunch of really young women out there who don’t really understand the importance of what they’re doing. They allow themselves to be exploited and they actually play that game and use sex to sell themselves. It undermines our credibility as artists.
Sheryl Crow talking about her parents: My earliest, most vivid memories are of them coming home with their friends and playing records – Stan Getz, Stan Kenton, Ella Fitzgerald – and me and my sisters sleeping out on the stairs so we could hear them.
Can’t Cry Anymore
Tell me you don’t care
Or tell me you’re just scared
But give me something I can hold on to
Just say what’s on your mind
Or am I just wasting time?
If you don’t want somebody loving you
You’ve got one foot in and one foot out the door
And baby I can’t take it anymore
Just give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
All your love
You’ve got demons in your past
You think real love doesn’t last
So you pull me close and then push me away
Can’t you look me in the eye?
Could you scream or laugh or cry?
But baby if you’re leaving say goodbye
But if you can’t find the right words anymore
Well then take me up the stairs and close the door
Give it to me
Just give it to me
Give it to me
All your love
Oh baby I’m begging you please
You’ve got me down on my knees tonight
I know what we have is real
Please remember how it feels to us
You’ve got one foot in and one foot out the door
And baby I can’t take it anymore
Give it to me
Just give it to me
Give it to me
All your love
Give it to me
Give it to me
Give it to me
All your love

