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A Matter of Music, Pride, and Drinking: 1973 (by Joshua)

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Well, after three straight lists of nothing but dudes, my 1973 list blew up with the ladies. I told you I never forgot about them – I never forget about The Ladies. (I’m trying to figure a way to make that sound more sexist without using profanity, but I can’t.) The point is, 1973 is perhaps one of the best years for women in soul, let alone women in other genres of music. But I’m mostly interested in soul and jazz, so that’s what Cassie is gonna be forced to listen to.

“Call Me (Come Back Home)” by Al Green

God, if I could go back in time, I would amend my “Top 5 Album Openers” post to include this song. It sets the tone for perhaps the greatest soul album of all time. I’m Still In Love With You perhaps has the greatest sentimental value for me, but Call Me is just a better album. And the title track is without a doubt one of the best things Al Green has put out into the world. It has the majesty and grace (and Debbie) and sublime subtlety of Mona Lisa’s upturned half-smile, all wrapped up in a much slicker and hotter package. Those reading closely there: Yes, I did compare the Mona Lisa and “Call Me” and came down on the side of the latter. Mad? Tough shit. It’s way better. Plus, you can get down to “Call Me.” Try getting down in front of the painting – I doubt the Louvre guards would be much into that. (Or would they?)

“Killing Me Softly With His Song” by Roberta Flack

I would’ve been amiss had I not mentioned this song, for two reasons: First, it’s a great song; second, it was perhaps the most popular song of the year in ’73. The lyrics are heartbreakingly beautiful and the music is simple but breathtaking. It does have that half-cheesy sound to it, what with the overdrawn organ and nylon-string guitar, but the drummer really hangs you on for dear life. It’s why The Fugees’ 1995 cover works so well: They stripped the song down to its roots and were left with that thick, thick beat. Though I really could live without without fucking Wyclef Jean saying “One time” a hundred times.

“So Very Hard To Go” by Tower of Power

I have talked about this song many times before. But like a lot of things that are overplayed, it’s because it’s simply that good. It’s in my list of Top 5 Breakup Songs as the ultimate accepting-your-fate song. I wish I could, just once, go into a breakup with the kind of dignity and grace the singer does. You can ask any of my exes, they’ll tell you how that wasn’t even close what I did. Perhaps it would help it was soundtracked by Tower of Power with that kind of fat horn section. I think life, in general, would be better if we all had that fat, fat horn section playing in the background at all times. Think about it. Work would be better, driving around would be better, sex would definitely be better, and the horn sections would be better. That’s right: recursive horn sections. Horns in horns in horns!

“Angel” by Aretha Franklin

Ok, I know I’ve come out before on hating spoken word introductions to songs. I’ll be honest, I have to suck it up and just get through it every time I listen to this song. But once I do, and get to the meat of the song, I realize this song is The Goddamn Batman. In fact, Claire and I coined using that meme as a phrase replacing “it’s the jam” specifically because of this song. I know “Respect” gets far, far more airplay than this song, but I think this is the quintessential Aretha song. You know what? I can’t do this song justice talking about it. You have to just hear it. Now.

“Midnight Train to Georgia” by Gladys Knight & The Pips

This is perhaps a bit oddly specific, but I totally have a thing for a female vocalist with mixed-sex backup singers. I can’t get enough of it. I mean, how awesome would, say, The Temptations have been if Aretha Franklin (no disrespect to Ms. Knight, but Aretha just has better pipes) sang lead and Ms. Knight, Mavis Staples, and The Temptations sang backup. Oh god, I think my ears just came. (Gross.) The point is, this song has some serious chops, and it’s only enhanced by the mixed-sex backup singers. And by the by, it also is featured in one of the best musical moments on tv ever. (The best part is just how earnest Tracy Morgan sounds apologizing to Ms. Gladys Knight.)

The Ladies of 1971 (by Claire)

Labelle: 70′s GLAM ALERT. The glam-est.

Let me just apologize first. Let’s get it out of the way.

Yes, Tapestry came out in 1971. Yes, it’s the best. And I really like Carole King, as a character: Her story is fascinating, she’s an incredibly gifted songwriter, and I highly recommend that you add Girls Like Us and A Natural Woman: A Memoir to your summer reading lists so you can learn more about her. But I think she may suffer from classic-rock-itis: I’ve heard every mellow jam from Tapestry so many times on 100.7 The Bay that I can’t get into it anymore. The same goes for Carly Simon, who released multiple albums in ’71. That Taylor/King/Simon/Browne 70’s moment is fun to read about (great article about The Session in last month’s Rolling Stone, on that note), but it’s not my favorite listening material.

And yes, jeez, I know—Blue by Joni Mitchell. It came out this year too. While Blue is a classic, and I’m not tired of it or bored with it like the releases by the ladies above, it’s not my favorite Joni Mitchell album by a long shot. (Court and Spark for life, guys. Court and freaking Spark. But we’ll get to that.)

I honestly don’t know what I have against Laura Nyro, other than one of those weird listening-avoidance-blocks. Leave me a song in the comments that I should listen to so I can get rid of it? Please?

“Cry Baby” by Janis Joplin

You’ve heard this before, and so have I, so lets get to the important stuff:

If you ever need to get pent up emotion out, I recommend dropping to your knees and belting this song. There should be flailing limbs and head spins that leave your hair askew in a disheveled rock goddess way.  If you don’t tend to your wild heart, it may demand thrown punches and straight whiskey. Wailing Janis Joplin is the best sort of meditation.


“I’ll Get Along” by Ann Peebles

Ann Peebles is my favorite discovery so far from our month of 70’s fun. This song  has that great, horns-laced, twinkly tambourine-filled, soulful 70’s sound, and Peebles’ voice is sweet and gravely. “I’ll Get Along” is a great anthem, especially post-break-up or when you’re feeling wronged, and there’s something especially satisfying about singing along to “Now lovin’ you baby made me a poor chooser/ You can bet your life this time, I won’t be no two time loser.”

“Dream A Little Dream of Me” by Cass Elliot

I wonder what this list would look like if it weren’t silly beautiful outside, with fragrant flowering foliage everywhere and smiling girls in sundresses, the promise of outdoor drinks lingering until the sun sets around 7:00. Would it be a little heavier in the winter? Would Joni Mitchell make the cut?

This is a yearlong favorite that’s particularly lovely right now. The twinkly percussion layered over the piano, and Mama Cass’ warm vocals crooning classic lines—it’s perfect always, and more perfect now when a light song sounds just right, when night breezes and birds singing and lingering until dawn all seems possible.

“Finest Lovin’ Man” by Bonnie Raitt

There’s this image of Bonnie Raitt, honed by years of Lite FM and some really middling albums, that she’s the kind of boring, not-quote country snooze best avoided or left to Boomers. That image is all wrong, and one listen to her circa 1971 freshman album Bonnie Raitt will prove it. “Finest Lovin’ Man” is sexy and delightful, but do yourself a favor and devour this album. Every track is amazing, as is Bonnie Raitt. A can’t miss musical experience is throwing open the windows during the first warm days of Spring and listening to “Bluebird” very loud while sipping something cold.

“Wild Horses” by Labelle

“Who’s Labelle? Why do you call Patti Labelle by her last name…do you think your friends?”

This is what I kept hearing as I was getting ready for 70’s month and stumbled onto Labelle by Labelle. No, I don’t think Patti Labelle and I are friends (though that would be cool, and if you can make it happen, let me know). Labelle was founded by Patti Labelle and it’s the third incarnation of the Patti Labelle and the Bluebelles. They took off in the 70’s when they left behind their original doo-wop sound and embraced rock, funk, and early experimental glam rock costuming. They’re inspiring badass female musicians who wrote their own songs and covered everyone from The Who to Gil Scott Heron, then went on to be the first modern pop group to play the Met.

So, if you were also ignorant to the musical stylings of Labelle, listen to this most excellent cover of the Rolling Stones classic “Wild Horses”—which makes an already great song even more complex and evocative, which turns it into something wholly different and magical.

Like this? Check out Joshua’s 1971 post, then visit The Ladies of 1970

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A Matter of Music, Pride, and Drinking: 1972

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I swear to your god (or gods), there must’ve been something in the water in 1972.

I would run down the amount of amazing albums that came out this year, but I really don’t feel like spending 30 minutes just typing that long list up. Suffice to say, do yourself a good favor and check out Wikipedia’s list of albums released in 1972. If you can’t find one album on there you don’t like, you’re not doing it right.

That comment isn’t directed to you, Cassie; I know you are going to like the songs I’ve picked out to represent this diverse year. If you don’t, you officially will have no soul. This is perhaps my favorite year ever of music made, and I warn longtime readers (if those exist? Even my closest friends don’t read this with any regularity) that I will be re-hashing some songs I have talked about many, many a time. But some of these songs are just so classic and iconic to the 70′s that I’d be doing Cassie a wild disservice by not putting them on here. Basically, talking about these songs again and again is exactly the opposite of my warning last week about not being able to talk about Led Zeppelin – a few of these songs may be overplayed, but it’s because they are worthy of that kind of airtime. More than worthy.

“I Believe (When I Fall In Love It Will Be Forever)” by Stevie Wonder

This song is just gorgeous. I will forever love it as an album closer (and honestly, if I re-did that list, it would probably kick another song off), and it’s moving up on my list of favorite love songs. I’m not going to say it has the most going on, but the instrumentation is solid, and Mr. Wonder’s vocals are rock solid. And while the last bit of it can get repetitive quickly, it makes you completely forget you were bored with its outro. Holy crap, does that funk hard.

“Use Me” by Bill Withers

It kind of always shocks me when people can’t tell me who sang this song – is Bill Withers just not really a household name? Everyone has heard this song, along with “Lean on Me” and “Ain’t No Sunshine” (coincidentally, “Use Me” and “Lean On Me” are found in succession on the same album, Still Bill, released this year), but not many people seem to be able to place a name to the song. Well, you better know it. And beyond that, I would be hardpressed to say that this song is the best on the album! Still Bill is a classic album, and if “Use Me” has to represent it, I’m alright with it, as long as everyone knows this is fucking Bill Withers. Also, how awesome is this song, right?

“Loving Cup” by The Rolling Stones

I mentioned this song briefly earlier this week in my So Hot Right Now post, and suffice to say, I’m hooked on it right now. But that’s not (entirely) why it’s on this list. It’s a rare instance where I can put a song by a world-famous rock band in the context of the bet. There was a good period of time where I could not listen to anything but 100.7 on the radio in my car, and I was doing multiple laps a week between here and St. Mary’s College. In that at least year long time, I never once heard this song on that station. I wouldn’t at all be shocked if someone requested it and they played it – after all, it’s on what could easily be considered the Stones’ best album, Exile on Main St. I’m not going to take any guff about cheating here by using the Stones. It’s a great song, but it’s not played with the frequency of any of their other songs.

“Don’t Do It” by The Band

I have a serious love affair with The Band. It’s pretty full blown – I’d wager I’ve seen The Last Waltz more than The Godfather by a factor of 5 or more. This song opens the movie, despite it being  the encore and thus the final song The Band plays on stage as “The Band.” (Bonus: The picture of Mr. Helm above was taken from the title sequence of The Last Waltz, while he’s singing this song.) The track on Spotify is from a best of, as I cannot find the version released on the live album Rock of Ages. This song choice is, perhaps, skirting the rules a wee bit. It was recorded in 1971, and the song is a cover a Marvin Gaye song recorded in 1964, and I have no good information on when The Band started playing this song live, but the album on which the song was included was released in 1972. And come on, it’s a great song. Levon Helm’s voice is just awesome, and he truly does Marvin Gaye justice. And The Band with a horn section is the best Band.

“Let’s Stay Together” by Al Green

Do I even really need to say why this is a good song? It’s the song one thinks of when they think of The Right Reverend Al Green, and it’s no small wonder why. The vocals are silky smooth and the music behind is as miniscule as possible in order to emphasize Mr. Green’s performance, which is nothing short of a miracle. If I had to pick a song to represent the 70′s as a whole, it would be this song. And I know other songs may be more representative of the overall sound of the 70′s, this song is perhaps the best. Honestly, I could’ve boiled the whole bet down to this song – if Cassie likes this song, she would’ve been proven wrong; if she doesn’t, she can safely say she doesn’t like the 70′s. Granted, my ego is far too big to allow myself that kind of restriction, so the bet must continue.

A Matter of Music, Pride, and Drinking: 1971 (by Joshua)

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I suffer from crippling bouts of ego when it comes to music – I tend to believe that if I like something, there’s good no reason that anyone could have for disliking it. Perhaps that’s how I got into this bet: I simply couldn’t conceive of a world where someone didn’t like music from the 70′s. Of course, that audacious statement was quickly tempered, but the sentiment stands, I believe. Cassie simply does not like “that 70′s sound.”

But what is that sound? Is it horns and black people? Is it loud guitars and high pitched vocals? Is it warbling singer-songwriters tapping out melodies on a cheap guitars? If it’s disco, I get it. Disco is awful, and deals a good bit of damage to good 70′s funk music, as it is unfairly lumped into the same category more often than not. But after last week, I had to try to hone in on what it is Cassie does not like about the 70′s, forcing me to drastically alter the list I had planned a week or two ago.

This list is quite different from the one I had planned, and certainly not (totally) representative of what I love from 1971. Also, with the restriction of no classic-rock-radio-eligible songs, I have to begrudgingly leave off everything on Led Zeppelin’s fourth untitled album, released in ’71. I have heard every single one of the songs on that album on 100.7, and it’s a darn shame – if this was a list of my personal favorites from 1971, or a list of the best songs released in 1971, at least one of those songs would be on there.

“(I Know) I’m Losing You” by Rod Stewart

But I do get to put at least a few of my favorite songs on this list, and this is right up there. It’s one of my Top 5 Covers, and I’m convinced, somewhat controversially in most circles, that this version is better than the Temptations’ version. It has more oomph, more pop, and hands down more desperation. The original version doesn’t quite match the ferocity in Stewart’s voice: the growling, the grabbing, the clawing, the calling, haunted power he rasps out. You can’t help but feel for him, despite knowing he sang a song about kicking some girl out of his bed in the morning the very same year. The song reaches a fevered pitch by the end, with a wild and maddening drum solo, and cuts out in the best way possible, right back into the main line. I’m really not sure how anyone can prefer the original.

“Gotta Keep Moving” by MC5

This was one of the new additions to the list, and it’s a song I knew I knew when I put it on, but didn’t remember it when my boss suggested it to me. If I want to hone in on what Cassie doesn’t like about the 70′s, here’s a good song to at least rule out a chunk. It’s got that late 60′s rockabilly feel, but with a very early punk idea. Is this what she means when she says she doesn’t like 70′s music? This is a great song, and not at all something most people would point to as “that 70′s sound.”

“I Just Want To Celebrate” by Rare Earth

This song seems to straddle that line of “70′s sound,” as it it’s fairly funky, but it’s all guitar driven without any horns. The swirling harmonies are my second favorite part of the song, as my favorite can only be when that wonderful drum beat drops back into the nothingness of feedback, then the main vocal line is restarted. God, it’s one of my all time favorite break-downs (look for Top 5 Break-downs at a later date, now that I’ve brought it up).

“Tired of Being Alone” by Al Green

Here’s where I step out on a ledge, 70′s style. If you’re looking for what most may define as “that 70′s sound,” this certainly is it. Smooth falsetto vocals with great backup harmonies and tight, punchy horn hits. But I’m totally unconvinced anyone in their right mind could hate this song – it’s so lovable, as Al Green in the 70′s is just the man who hugs you close with his voice. I mean, he wants to fuck you when he’s done singing, but at least the singing is good foreplay. And honestly, who wouldn’t have sex with Al Green when he’s done singing to you? No one, that’s who.

“Jeepster” by T. Rex

I almost never have any idea what the hell Marc Bolan is signing about. A jeepster for your love? What the shit? But he has great songs, and I had to choose this one over the much more popular “Get It On,” as the latter is in like 1201936 commercials. It sounds like it belongs playing on a radio in the background of a Quentin Tatantino movie (actually, it probably is in one), which means it’s exactly the kind of 70′s sound I’m concerned with. Is this what Cassie doesn’t like about the 70′s?

The Ladies of 1970 (by Claire)

Of course I was happy to see the Jackson 5 twice on Joshua’s 1970 list, who isn’t? (Shockingly a lot of people: Check out the comments section here.) And any day that involves a surprise visit from a classic Stevie Wonder jam is a good day to me. But when I took a gander at that list, I saw something major was missing: The ladies! Where were the ladies of 1970?

Joshua’s got a tall order grappling with Cassie’s dislike of 70′s music, and while he finagled and listened and tried to pick the very best for his fickle friend, he forgot about the grand musical dames of 1970. He’s onto 1971 (coming soon! get excited!), and asked me to round up the ladies for the previous year. Did I miss anyone? Let me know in the comments.

“Call Me” by Aretha Franklin

A great chef doesn’t need a laundry list of ingredients. They don’t require inexplicably braided saffron threads and eggwashed pastry replicas of famous landmarks. They can salt a perfect, sliced tomato and the world falls to pieces. That kind of finesse and simplicity is what’s happening in this song, where Aretha Franklin proves once again that she is the maestro. “Call Me” is simple, repetitive, focused on something a little inane (Wanting the person you love to call you back—a sentiment also housed in a million misspelled text messages). And yet I could listen to it every day and never tire of it. Walking down the street with Aretha Franklin cheerfully cooing “Call me!” in your ear is a pure and perfect pleasure.

“I Want to Take You Higher” by Ike and Tina Turner

Okay, Ike throws my ladies of 1970 list off, but we all know this song belongs to Tina Turner (as most songs do). “I Want to Take You Higher” is a 70′s delight—from the “Boom-shock-a-locka” chanting back-up singers to the insistent drums to the complex funkiness of layer upon layer of sound. It’s  guaranteed to make you drop what you’re doing and dance, or wish that you could leapfrog out of your workday and have Tina Turner take you higher, whatever that means for you.

True story: When my sister and I were really little, my mom would have us do the “Proud Mary” dance all the time. My greatest fourth grade wish was that I could get a flippy Tina Turner dress with flippy hair to match.


“You Ain’t Woman Enough (To Take My Man)” by Loretta Lynn

Loretta Lynn delivers sharp barbs with a smile, letting her husband’s mistress know that “For you to get to him I’d have to move over/ and I’m gonna stand right here” and “It’ll be over my dead body/ So get out while you can.” Woman on woman fight songs, especially over men, aren’t usually my favorite, but the set up of the story warrants this reaction. Her husband’s mistress breaks the news and lets Lynn know that she plans to steal her husband.  While I question why Lynn would want to keep that man after all this, I appreciate when someone needs to be put in their place. This is one of those times.

Loretta Lynn was a hit machine in 1970, the same year she released “Coal Miner’s Daughter,” a great song that was my original pick for this list. But this song won me over because of how deftly Lynn pulls off a rare combination of chipper and badass, shown perfectly in the peppy way she sings “It will be over my dead body”

“Woodstock” by Joni Mitchell

What’s a better kick off to the 70’s then a proper farewell to the 60’s? And what’s a better goodbye than Joni Mitchell singing about Woodstock with the same fevered devotion as all the other kids across the country, watching the show through their TV sets? Mitchell missed Woodstock, and based her iconic lyrics on stories from her then boyfriend Graham Nash and TV footage she watched in her hotel room. It’s wistful, pining for something so close that was gone forever.  Joni Mitchell, who spent the previous decade discarding her art dreams in favor of writing songs, would go on to own the decade, releasing both Blue and Court and Spark in subsequent years.

 “Just Like A Woman” cover by Roberta Flack

A lovely cover that makes you forget Bob Dylan—a difficult feat in 1970, when Dylan was still omnipresent, and a difficult feat for this particular listener since “Just Like A Woman” is one of my favorite Dylan songs. But I love this—the slow pacing, Flack’s flipped point of view, her warm vocals that expand and contract, vowels pulled like taffy and soaring moments framed in a whisper. It’s such a different song in Flack’s hands, and so independent from the original. After a month of cover songs on this blog, I was half done with them. Roberta Flack roped me back in.

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A Matter of Music, Pride, and Drinking: 1970

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Alright, Cassie, it’s time to begin this little bet of ours. We start today at the beginning – 1970. I’m not going to paint you some elaborate musical picture like you’d hear in a narration of a show about the 70′s; though, actually, that sound kind of fun. Imagine the voice of the guy from Behind the Music as you read this:

It seemed like just yesterday that the peace-loving hippies were dancing in the mud at Woodstock when tear gas and batons rained down on the crowds at Altamont. Was it so long ago that Bob Dylan was strumming an acoustic guitar and singing about peace and The Beatles wanted to hold our collective hands? By this time, Dylan had been in seclusion for years, and the Beatles had ended their awful infighting with the release of Let It Be and their subsequent breakup. No, this was the year of Black Sabbath and the birth of heavy metal; this was the year the US spreads in war in Southeast Asia to Cambodia, causing mass death and wild protest. We saw the rescue of Apollo 13 and the death of Jimi Hendrix; this was 1970.

Ok, I could’ve done a lot better, but thinking and writing in that voice is hard, man!

“Caravan” by Van Morrison

Van Morrison is a charming, charming mofo. He writes such wonderfully uplifting and powerful music, and yet I’ve only ever heard his  most famous songs on 100.7 The Bay: “Moondance” and “Brown Eyed Girl.” This is a terrible shame; both Claire and I have talked on separate occasions how terrible it is these are the most played songs by Van the Man. “Caravan” is a wonderful example digging in deeper to an artist you may like but haven’t heard much beyond the radio. It has everything you’d want, Cassie, in a song from the 70′s: horns, a big sexy voice, and happy-go-lucky “la-la-la’s.” I just wish I could give Cassie the live version from The Last Waltz- it’s one of the best performances of the concert, which is saying a lot, considering the list of performers. But I can’t send her a link to that clip because it’s from 1976, and that might unfairly influence her decision on the song itself, since it’s so damn good. It would be cheating to do that. But, the studio version from 1970 does do a great job of conveying the essence of the song.

ABC” by Jackson 5

The Jackson 5 were freaking huge in 1970 – if I’m not mistaken they released three albums that year. Can you imagine a group of that prominence releasing three albums in one year anymore? I mean, Justin Timberlake is one of the most famous pop stars out there right now, and his album released this past month was the first in 7 years. But beyond all that, this song is infectious. A bit overplayed, yes, but one cannot judge the merit of a song simply based on its airplay. The most overplayed song of all-time, “Stairway to Heaven,” isn’t, by any stretch of imagination a bad song (it’s quite good, in fact); it’s just played far too often for it to have any powerful effect on one’s ears. I mean, we’ve all heard “ABC” a hundred times, but I’d challenge anyone to sit down and listen to it for real and not come away loving it and singing it in their head.

“Signed, Sealed, Delivered (I’m Yours)” by Stevie Wonder

This song is a bit of a risk for me, as Cassie has claimed to not like Stevie Wonder at all. Don’t worry, Wonder-lovers like myself out there, I intend to press that issue. Hard. This song is fun and upbeat, with truly amazing vocals by Wonder and his backing vocalists. There really isn’t too much, lyric-wise, as the melody of the chorus really is the selling point of the song. It’s a song you really can get up and dance to, and I hope you do.

“Little Green Bag” by George Baker Selection

This song I’m completely sure I’ve never heard on 100.7 The Bay, despite its prominence on the “Super Sounds of the Seventies” radio station in Reservoir Dogs. I think it’s a pretty weird song, but it’s got such a feel to it – It’s halfway between a song you’d find on a jukebox in a seedy underground club and a lounge song you’d hear in a Vegas casino in the late 60′s. I feel like a lot of rock was doing this in 1970. The change from the 60′s to the 70′s took a year or two to really sink in. I like to think the 70′s really didn’t get started, as a musical sound, until “What’s Going On” by Marvin Gaye came out the next year, but we’ll get there next week.

“The Love You Save” by Jackson 5

Yeah, I had to put two Jackson 5 songs on this list. Like I said, they were fucking huge in 1970. Plus, the song, while being instantly recognizable to someone who lived in 1970, is no longer as played as some of their other songs. This is a damn shame, as it’s perhaps my favorite Jackson 5 song. It has the best intro and bridge riffs they ever did, and Michael is in rare form as lead singer. I can’t get down with abstinence message (I may be one of the few people out there who advocate  for teenagers to have more sex then they are – if they learn how to do it safely and have a good relationship with sex early, they don’t have to go through terrible sex dysfunctions later in life), but it’s a really fun song, and it’s tough not to like it.

So Hot Right Now: March 2013 (by Claire)

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A long February weekend in San Diego was all day-glow smoothies, hefty breakfast burritos, and Fleetwood Mac, maybe in that order.  It’s not a beach vacation if you don’t listen to Rumours at least twice, preferably while accumulating sand in the tiny crevices of your toes, or chugging down the main drag with the windows down. And it’s not Rumours if it’s not stuck in your head for at least another three weeks, conjuring the smell of melting sunscreen and coconut surf wax as the wind cuts clean and cold against your cheeks.  Summer is months away, but when it comes, listen to “Never Going Back Again” while tracing the edge of the ocean with your bare feet.

I wore my “Happy Songs” playlist down to the bone months ago, and I’ve needed a set of musical uppers ever since. “I’ll Come Running to Tie Your Shoes” by Brian Eno and “Swimming Pool” by Toy Love both do the trick, as does old favorite “Day Dreaming” by Aretha Franklin. My nerves have been fried and scattered like some strange delicacy lately; music puts them back on the mend. (Wasn’t it Frank Zappa, my spirit animal right now, who said “Without music to decorate it, time is just a bunch of boring production deadlines or dates by which bills must be paid”?)

Misheard lyrics abound—“Medicine Wheel” spun circles between my ears for a month at least, and I always thought the chorus was “Are you salmon, baby/under the bridge” instead of “Are you saddened baby/under the bridge.” “Dry the Rain” played a similar trick for years, when I turned it up and was convinced that they were saying, over and over again, “You will be all right” because I needed to hear that. “I will be your light” is still good though, maybe better. If we’re talking about the how and when of consuming songs, I recommend taking a long walk up big hills in San Francisco, and timing this six minute gem just right so that you reach the crescendo of your walk, peer out at the city, as the Beta Band chants “I will be your light.”

Remember when I made fun of Bob Dylan’s, well, Dylanyness this week? I felt bad. I contracted Bob Dylan guilt. Do you, Dylan, and I’ll promise to never see you in concert again and keep listening to you and half-heartedly defending you to haters. In the meantime, haters and non-haters, “Tonight I’ll Be Staying Here With You” is one of my favorite Dylan songs. It’s sunny and lovely and always reminds me to watch High Fidelity again if its been too long. It also pairs well with “Help Me Make It Through the Night” by Johnny Cash and June Carter.

Sometimes you’re sitting at your desk, rattled and riddled with racing thoughts, and the right song comes on. The right song, one you’ve never heard, one you absolutely needed. It’s a rare gift from the universe. Celebrate it.  Cheers to The Belle Brigade’s “Loser” (which I had heard once or twice, but only paid a fraction of my attention to it each time), which appeared and filled my speakers when I needed it most.

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Top 5 Songs I Didn’t Know Were Covers (by Claire)

Betrayed by the Imbruglia!

 Ahh covers month—it has been a sprawling, really generous definition of a month here at Charm City Jukebox, and I swear for all you covers-haters out there (do you exist? I would find that totally fascinating—leave a comment), we’re almost done.

As covers month comes to a close, it’s time to talk about cover song ignorance. Know thy covers, friends—know who sang the original, so you can win all the trivia nights and avoid being the butt of jokes from your music snob buddies (not us, of course).

Embarrassed at your original vs. cover song knowledge gaps? I’ll get you started. Here are the top five songs that I didn’t know were covers. Leave yours in the comments!

“One More Cup of Coffee” cover by The White Stripes, originally by Bob Dylan

Everyone has a serious “how did I not know this was a cover?” song (I think the top two most common “How did I not know this was a cover?” songs are “I Will Always Love You” and “Son of a Preacher Man.”) While I just feel surprised by the other songs on this list, “One More Cup of Coffee” makes me blush.  Bob Dylan and Jack White have many things in common, but one that sticks out is how often listeners who don’t like them point to their unconventional voices as the reason why. Jack White’s voice is perfect here—this is a great example of why and how his voice works. Bob Dylan’s voice…well, even as a Dylan fan, this is one of those songs where I really understand the dislike.

“Strange Little Girl” by Tori Amos, originally by The Stranglers

Sure, Amos purists, this should be obvious since it’s plucked off of an album of covers.  But Amos covers “Strange Little Girl” with such authority and ownership that it seems impossible that it could be by another artist. It’s a natural fit, and her delivery of this song by The Stranglers sets the tone and creates the title for the rest of the album.

Sidenote: If you love covers (we do, have you noticed?), check out the entire Strange Little Girls album, which has some solid, sometimes strange tracks,  and will make you wonder why we didn’t make a bigger deal about the original “Kim,” Eminem’s ode to uxoricide and domestic violence.

“I Love Rock ‘N’ Roll” by Joan Jett, originally by Alan Merrill

Speaking of authority and ownership, how often do you think people compliment Alan Merrill on his Joan Jett cover when he performs this? Every version since Joan Jett has been a cover of Joan Jett, not Alan Merrill; we all know it. It doesn’t matter how loyal Jett’s version was to the original; this is her song. I can’t find the quote, but I swear I once read that Dusty Springfield ended up preferring Aretha Franklin’s more popular version of “Son of a Preacher Man” than her own. I wonder if Merrill feels the same way.

“Tainted Love” by Soft Cell, originally by Gloria Jones

I’ve definitely heard the Gloria Jones version before, but for some reason always thought it was a Soft Cell original. I prefer the original, not just because it’s a great recording, but because “Tainted Love” may belong on our long ago “Top 5 Songs Classic Rock Radio Has Ruined” lists. A great song, for sure, but it’s predecessor sounds fresher, less exhausted by years whirling around on car radios and in grocery stores.

“Torn” by Natalie Imbruglia, originally by Ednaswap

I think I bought Natalie Imbruglia’s album in middle school based on my unrequited love for this song, which haunted every kind of radio station for about two years straight. The fact that this is actually a cover deserves a sitcom style “Whaaaa?!” sound effect. (Found one!)

Imbruglia’s version is a pretty straightforward cover, except for some obvious pop glossiness.  Is it weird that I feel a little betrayed? What other classic 90′s hits are undercover covers? Other than “Return of the Mack,” which everyone knows is by Patsy Cline.

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Top 5 “WTF?” Covers (by Claire)

It is really bizarre to be in the opposing team’s town—why is no one celebrating? Where’s all the purple? Why are you glaring at me? Should I not have shown up to this Super Bowl party dressed up as a tin of Old Bay? So many questions.

Though it was weird to temporarily be in enemy territory, it was nowhere near as weird as these covers. You’ll laugh, you’ll cry, you’ll tell Tom Jones he’s grounded. Get excited, and please share your “WTF?” covers in the comments—tracking down these songs was way too fun, and I need lots and lots more.

(Oh, and if the intro didn’t spell it out enough, RAVENS! YAY! Come on SF readers. You know the title of this blog.)

“Shock the Monkey” covered by Don Ho

Don Ho’s cover of “Shock the Monkey” is from an album dedicated to “WTF?” covers called When Pigs Fly: Songs You Never Thought You’d Hear, featuring notable tracks like a duet of that old standard “Unforgettable” done by Ani Difranco and Jackie Chan (yes, that Jackie Chan), and a legitimately unforgettable cover of  “Ohio” by Devo.

This Don Ho cover of “Shock the Monkey” is pretty straight forward, but stringing all those words together in a sentence is enough to warrant a hearty “…huh?”


“Burning Down the House” by Tom Jones and The Cardigans

This cover brings out the latent preschool teacher in me. “No!” I want to say as a slightly shamefaced Tom Jones looks up from his microphone. “No Tom Jones! Leave the Talking Heads alone! And Cardigans, you should know better!” I’d say as I unplugged their amp and sent them to the timeout corner. “We’re sorry…we won’t try to cover songs anymore Ms. Claire,” they’d say, staring at their feet as they toed the carpet. “Alright kids. Go think about what you did. And don’t let me catch you watching Stop Making Sense.” (In this preschool fantasy, a Muppet-babies-style David Byrne is sitting at the snack table, smugly eating a graham cracker and writing the lyrics to “This Must Be The Place” on construction paper.)


“Don’t Think Twice, It’s Alright” cover by Ke$ha

So weird. Not necessarily bad weird, just weird…weird. Ke$ha clearly gets the song and really hones in on the especially stinging, deeply sad parts. Her version is raspy and a capella, delivered like she just came off of a significant crying jag, complete with those slurping, breathless gasps that come after genuine tears. All of the humor and sarcasm of the original is lost, but it’s a solid interpretation that feels fairly true to the original while sounding very different.

I hated this the first time I heard it, but only because I wanted to hate it—it’s one of my favorite Dylan songs and the combination seemed so ridiculous, and Ke$ha isn’t one of those pop stars who I think is brimming with undercover talent (of which I have many, as you may know from reading this blog). But maybe I was wrong? I think this cover is pretty strong, even though I wouldn’t have bet on it. (This album also has a cover of “You’re Going to Make Me Lonesome” by Miley Cyrus that’s really lovely. I don’t know what’s happening to me. I’m having a Dylan cover induced existential crisis.)


“Sittin’ On the Dock of the Bay” cover by Sergio Mendes and Brasil 66

Sergio Mendes & Brasil 66 covers are the jam—-imagine that all classic songs were composed instead in an alternate universe populated by Muppets, drinking rum under a cartoon sky full of heart shaped clouds and a sun wearing sunglasses. Otis Redding’s mournful classic now sounds more fitting for a cheerful dance party on a beach. The sunny delivery of “…cause I had nothing to live for/Nothing gonna go my way” is my favorite part.


“Cream” cover by Rockabye Baby!

As an adult person who routinely comes across fairly grownup songs from the late 80s and thinks “Why does this make me want to dance around with a teddy bear?,” I can’t even tell you how weird it’s going to be when your kid hears the real version of “Cream” for the first time. The lyrics! The meaning! The Prince induced narcolepsy! I love this so much. I may never stop laughing.

Non-parents-of-small-children, there’s a whole album of lullaby versions of Prince songs! Parents of small children, I’m sure you already know about this and all of the Rockabye! albums. I hope we’re on the same page that “I Would Die 4 U” is the best track here, and that the lack of “Gett Off” is a lullaby travesty.

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Top 5 Covers of Britney Spears Songs (by Claire)

Hey, remember last week when I said “I’m not a huge Britney Spears fan” in reference to her cover of “I Love Rock ‘N’ Roll”?

Oh wait! Just kidding! I guess I actually love her. This isn’t even a guilty pleasure confession—I’m like the idiot boy in teen movies who never realized he was in love with his hot best friend because she was so busy supporting his dreams and wearing glasses. I think I’ve genuinely respected Britney Spears and liked Britney Spears for years and never realized it.

“Are you out of your mind?” my boyfriend asked this morning, after I barged into the bathroom while he was showering to say “Do you think Britney Spears might be a punk rock feminist icon and we never noticed it?” And you might agree with him—I won’t barge into your shower to convince you otherwise. But maybe, just maybe, before we broach the various elaborate Britney Spears theses unspooling in my mind, you might dip your toe in the B. Spears waters and check out what other artists have done with some of her hits.


“Womanizer” cover by Lily Allen

Does a British accent always class up the joint? Not always. But Lily Allen’s charming, inescapable British accent plus a piano, as well as stripping all the sleek, produced instrumentation in “Womanizer” and subbing in a jazzy, bare bones band? That’s a recipe for classy, one that you could throw most any song into with excellent results. Lily Allen seems like a fellow covers fan, and does quite a few: other favorites include her cover of “Naïve” by The Kooks (which I can no longer find—anyone have a good link?) and her cover of “Straight to Hell” by The Clash.

(Really unrelated to everything bit of Lily Allen trivia: Did you know her brother is Theon Greyjoy on Game of Thrones and her song “Alfie” is about him?)


“Gimme More” cover by Sia

“Gimme More” is a fine pop song, but no one remembers it for it’s radio play. A consummate performer with multiple iconic music videos under her belt, Britney Spears’ “Gimme More” video looked like a late night commercial for a phone sex line. Everything about it felt forced, from the midriff baring outfits (Spears, though still gorgeous, had joined basically every other woman on earth in not being able to look flawless in a leather crop top) to the beginners-hip-hop-class dance moves. Her droopy performance of “Gimme More” that year at the VMAs commanded a collective “Oh…honey” from living room audiences across the country. She was going through a lot and seemed exhausted; little did we know, she was sharing that in her catchy new single.

Sia captures the surprising sad, exhausted undercurrent of this song. She slows it down and delivers it with a hoarse, weary voice. It’s a cover that illuminates the original song: How exhausting to have a crowd demand “gimme gimme more,” how true to Spears life at the time when she was paparazzi bait, her every mental health misstep breathlessly reported by blogs and tabloids. When you listen to the Sia version, you realize that half the song is a manic repetition of the plea from an unknown crowd for more, more, more from Spears. Is it any wonder her next song would ask again and again “Do you want a piece of me?”


“Oops! I Did It Again” cover by Richard Thompson

This isn’t a joke cover, and that’s why I love it. It would’ve been so easy for it to be a pat on the head, “isn’t pop music just the worst?”, eyerolling/borderline mansplainy sort of a cover, which would’ve been funny to fans who agree, and sort of a musical nuisance otherwise. But Richard Thompson commits and delivers the song with the same gravity and  fervor that he lends to all of his songs. He even has the audience join in, and though they giggle, they hit all the marks. It’s like Richard Thompson, who I love but have always viewed as the sort of artist who belongs more to my father than me, prodded the audience with a “You know and I know that you know all the words. Let’s just embrace this and enjoy it.”

“Toxic” cover by Stevie Ann

There are about a million covers of “Toxic”—noteworthy ones include Mark Ronson’s cover featuring Tiggers that samples Ol’ Dirty Bastard (most fun cover), Yael Naim’s cover (most famous cover), and a cover by Nickelcreek (most bluegrass cover).

Listen to the ones above and feel free to disagree, but I think Stevie Ann’s cover is the most awesome of the lot. Stevie Ann’s silky voice and acoustic stylings transforms “Toxic” into something luscious and soulful. This already seductive song is made more so, and what was once perfect fodder for a club is suddenly perfect for a date in front of a fire, cheeks flushed and eyes wide, a dwindling bottle of red wine at your side.


“Everytime” cover by Glen Hansard

“Everytime” is already sad: it does that magic trick that only breakup songs can pull off where simple, cliche lyrics strung together start to sound powerful. (Breakups, when you get down to it, almost always rest on cliches. That’s part of why the experience is so universal, and the breakup song genre persists.) The video takes that sadness to a new level by having Britney Spears drown in a bathtub, and showing glimpses of doctors unsuccessfully trying to revive her.

You might remember Glen Hansard from “Once,” a lovely film with a killer soundtrack that won a Best Song Academy Award. The cover is fairly true to the original, with the inclusion of Glen Hansard’s lovely brogue and a fiddle. “What have I done/ You seem to move on easy” stands out as a wrenching moment from the original that, in this cover, momentarily knocks the wind out of me.

 

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