There were far more flowery tunes that I could fit into yesterday's bouquet, so here's another bunch for Easter Monday...
The White Stripes - Blue Orchid
Loudon Wainwright III - Primrose Hill
Soft Parade - When Violets Meet
There were far more flowery tunes that I could fit into yesterday's bouquet, so here's another bunch for Easter Monday...
The White Stripes - Blue Orchid
Loudon Wainwright III - Primrose Hill
Soft Parade - When Violets Meet
Before we get to the Top Ten, a brief round up of other noteworthy records I've been listening to this year that I couldn't shoehorn into previous posts.
Karine Polwart didn't have a new album out this year, otherwise she would have been in the Old Faithfuls category. She did, however, release an EP called Seek The Light, from which came one of my favourite tunes of 2023, Windblown. Folk Radio explains the song's background...
"...the story of the old Sabal bermudana palm that was the pride of Edinburgh’s Royal Botanic Garden (RBGE), the oldest specimen in its living collection. Sadly, the plant’s desire to seek the light sealed its own fate. Its towering growth threatened to push through the dome of the garden’s iconic Victorian tropical glasshouse."
Karine Polwart, Dave Milligan & Pippa Murphy - Wind Blown
Staying in Edinburgh, we find local lad (although he was born in London), Dan Wilson, who released his latest Withered Hand record this year. He's hardly what you'd call prolific - this is only his third release since 2009 - but he's always worth a listen.
Our final Scottish offering comes from another perennial favourite, Daniel Meade, who describes his latest album, Your Madness Is My Medicine, as "a welcome return to the boogie woogie & rock n roll".
Daniel Meade - Your Madness Is My Medicine
Andrew Blackaby comes from London where he became a Born Again Christian at age 13, and then had to fight to extract himself from the grip of his church. His latest record, Comeback Innocence, deals with the extra dollop of teenage angst that ensued...
Another Andrew, though far more Savage than the last, is the co-frontman of New York-via Texas band Parquet Courts. He also does his own thing, and I was rather taken by this single... not just because I like songs about Elvis. It reminds me of Stephen Malkmus.
The Gaslight Anthem came back this year, bringing their old pal / idol Bruce Springsteen along for the ride. Bruce appears to be filling his spare time by guesting on other people's records these days - he's popped up on songs by Bleachers, John Mellencamp, Jesse Malin, Lucinda Williams and probably a load more I haven't come across just yet. Anyway, I've only just started giving serious time to the latest Gaslight Anthem album, but it does appear to be something of a return to form.
The Gaslight Anthem (ft. Bruce Springsteen) - History Books
The Sleaford Mods are a band I can only take in small doses, because they look and sound like the kind of dodgy geezers you'd steer well clear of if you saw them walking down your local high street on a Saturday night. Still, when they drafted in Florence Shaw from Dry Cleaning to start swearing along with them in her usual deadpan style, they got a sizable amount of plays from me. Extra marks for re-using the title of the 1978 sequel to The Guns of Navarone...
Sleaford Mods feat. Florence Shaw - Force 10 From Navarone
And while we're here, it's worth mentioning the Mods' "Christmas single", a cover of West End Girls by The Pet Shop Boys which sounds exactly like one of the blokes described above grabbing the mic on Karaoke Night and giving it his "best"... with everybody in the audience too scared to snatch the mic back. All profits going to Shelter though, so you can't knock 'em for it.
Sleaford Mods - West End Girls
Finally, the album that I would have placed at #11 in my Year End Countdown, if I could have been bothered to count past ten. Rare Birds: Hour of Song by ramshackle Welsh wonders The Bug Club is as good as most of my Top Ten, to be fair, but I was annoyed by all the spoken word between-song interludes... to the point that I edited them out to create a music more enjoyable record. A hugely enjoyable purchase, nevertheless...
The Bug Club - We Can't All Play Saxophones
The Bug Club - Short And Round
How about when Grace Jones sounds a lot like Dusty Springfield in I've Done It Again from Nightclubbing?
Before he became outlaw country music's resident eccentric that would do anything for a publicity stunt, his debut album was actually some really good blues material, including this song about a fragile prisoner that has just received some bad news.David Allan Coe - Cell #33
For starters, I wish there were recordings available of any of Gordon Lightfoot's renditions of "The 33rd of August" which he apparently undertook in studio in 1969 as an attempt to put together a final contractually obligated album of covers for UA, which sadly was aborted and the decision was made to deliver with a live album instead. The recordings are out there somewhere... anyway, for the record I prefer the original Mickey Newbury version of this song to others out there.(See above.)
But for Canadian content, I am left suggesting Stars' song Personal, which is a very sad short story of a song told back and forth through his-and-hers personal columns responses which ends with the heartache of being stood up. It starts thus:Stars - Personal
Gomez's "Bubble Gum Years" Whiskey bottle and a 45, my dear
Fountains of Wayne: "Number 45 Sunblock" (I'm not sure if Martin actually listened to that one - but it's not a real song.)
Neil Sedaka and "Our Last Song Together": Scratchy worn out 45's, an echo on the radio
The Hollies, "Long Cool Woman in a Black Dress": A pair of 45s made me open my eyes
Blondie's "Bermuda Triangle Blues" begins Flight 45, last seen alive on the runway
Elbow's "Jesus is a Rochdale Girl" has Jesus is a Rochdale girl, and 45 CDs
Meatloaf and "Rock and Roll Hero": Stacks of scratched up 45's and taught myself how to sing
Barry bleedin' Manilow (!) and "The Old Songs" includes if all those plans I made don't melt the lady's heart, I'll put on the old 45's (Oy! Less of the 'bleeding'!)
Saint Etienne's "Home": Life seems so good, they're like the 45's when I dream I'm dreaming of you" (Can't find that anywhere on youtube.)
Bill Haley (and many others) and "Peppermint Twist": Well, meet me baby down at 45th Street, where the Peppermint Twisters meet" (Couldn't find that anywhere either so I linked to the version by Joey Dee & The Starliters.)
Repeat offenders Saint Etienne with "Teenage Winter": They'll never buy a Gibb Brothers record again, their old 45s gathering dust (Possibly my favourite SE song, that.)
Aussie proggers The Church and "The Time Being" includes I use a .45 to give them some stick
I'm going to stop there, I think. I'm getting obsessed.That's one word for it.
"Youth of Eglington" by Black Uhuru includes the line "The youth of Brixton they have their 45 Smith and Wesson pistol pistol"
Van Morrison - "Wild Children" opens with
"We were the War Children
Born 1945
When all the soldiers came marching home
Love looks in their eye..."
and FINALLY!
Mary Chapin Carpenter - "John Doe No. 24" (a beautiful song) starts withJohn Medd joined in the fun, offering...
"I was standing on this sidewalk
In 1945 in Jacksonville, Illinois
When asked what my name was there came no reply..."
Wreckless Eric - 33s & 45sThen came Rigid Digit, linking us back to the band mentioned in our opening paragraph...
Sometimes the world is crying out for some 1970s Dutch Rock with slight Bob Dylan undertones (albeit very rarely)
Golden Earring - Another 45 MilesWhile Jim In Dubai returned us to Stars On 45... albeit more credible, tongue-in-cheek, references...
Blokes on 45 - Orange Juice
Squabs on Forty Fab - Squeeze
BAR's on 45 - BA Robertson (Couldn't find that one either.)Rigid Digit added to this list with...
Chas & Dave - Stars Over 45
Starturn on 45 (Pints)
Ivor Biggun - Bras On 45Jim also offered 900 Number by The 45 King - "Annoying dance tune from the late 80's", which I'm not even going to listen to given that description.
45 R.P.M by The Poppy Fields otherwise known as the Alarm.Now, you may have noticed I've missed out some of your suggestions there. That's because, two years ago, on the event of my 45th birthday, I actually compiled My Top Ten 45 Songs. And here they are...
Stay the same, don’t ever change8. Al Stewart - Next Time
'Cause I’d miss your ways
With your Bette Davis eyes
And your mama's party dress
When you were just a kid you loved7. Good Charlotte - Silver Screen Romance
To go to movies in the afternoon
And so you left the factory
And got a job in the projection-room
Bette Davis plays
Ran away with the passing days
You'll be a movie-star
Next time
My love5. Iggy Pop - Get Up & Get Out
Likes tattoos in biro
Love bites and lager
And long menthol fags
My love
Smokes like Bette Davis
In short...
Vicious...
Drags.
I'm wondering fellas if you've heard the news4. Dire Straits - Industrial Disease
The chicks are sick and tired of being abused
Now I saw all this on the wide screen
You know that chick Bette Davis split right out of the scene
Sociologists invent words that mean 'Industrial Disease'3. The Wedding Present - All About Eve
Doctor Parkinson declared 'I'm not surprised to see you here
You've got smokers cough from smoking, brewer's droop from drinking beer
I don't know how you came to get the Bette Davis knees
But worst of all young man you've got Industrial Disease
Cinderella, she seems so easy1. Kim Carnes - Bette Davis Eyes
"It takes one to know one," she smiles
And puts her hands in her back pockets
Bette Davis style
And in comes Romeo, he's moaning,
"You belong to Me I Believe"
And someone says, "You're in the wrong place, my friend. You better leave"
And the only sound that's left
After the ambulances go
Is Cinderella sweeping up
On Desolation Row.
I've got two boxes4. The Gaslight Anthem - 45
Paved with rockets
Where all my best friends sit
When they smile, I take their jackets
And give them a spin...
You want to hang out2. Cornershop - Brimful Of Asha
Talk about music
You play that record
Over and over
Judging by my tastes
I would really like it
And you would lend it to me
Tell me you met them
Not in a fan way
Said they were nice guys
Not too pretentious
You knew them for ages
Before they were famous
And how they hadn't changed...
But I don't care what you say
I liked them first anyway...
Every scratch, every click, every heartbeat
Every breath that I held for you
Forty five
Bass and treble heal every hurt
There's a rebel in a nylon shirt
But the words are a mystery, I've heard
'Til you turn it down to thirty three and a third
'Cause it helps with the elocution
Corporations turn revolutions
Forty five
Bells are chiming and tears are falling
It creeps up on you without a warning
Forty five
I heard something peculiar said:
"Perhaps he's got a shot and now he's dead"
Forty five
While the world is sleeping7. Josh Turner - Loretta Lynn's Lincoln
We meet at Lincoln Mall
Talk about life
The meaning of it all
Try to make sense of the suburban sprawl
Try to hang on, Maxine
And I always dreamed of classic cars and movie screensPaddy McAloon would have something to say about that...
And tryin' to find some way to be redeemed
Bring a dollar with you, baby
In the cold, cold ground
What explodes like a fractal, pops like a light bulb
Looks really awful at four in the morning
Moves with a dead stare, coils around your ankles
Fangs long as neckties and strikes without warning?
What explodes like a fractal, pops like a light bulb
Strolls in like Joel Grey* at four in the morning
Armed with a big nose, fragile as a sea horse
Lives in your soul and loves you like I do?
You look like you've only slept for an hour3. Lana Del Rey - Blue Jeans
You smell like you haven't taken a shower
And your hair is so dirty
It makes you look like you're thirty
Your pants are slung way too low
I see stuff I don't wanna know
I wonder why you're so moody?
Is it 'cause you've got no booty?
A fool thinks he ain't bought and soldStarting a new teaching year at the same time you become a parent isn't something I'd recommend to anyone... this reminds me why I'm doing it.
Cause every man sells a bit of his soul
To bring his family home some gold
Before he knows he's gotten old
Can you recall2. Father John Misty - Only Son of the Ladiesman
How you took me to school
We couldn't talk much at all
It's been so many years
And now these tears
Guess I'm still your child
Out on the moors
We take a pause
See how far we have come
You're moving quite slow
How far can we go
Father and son
Couldn't see his used up body at the funeral1. Johnny Cash - Father and Son
By virtue of the flailing of his conquests
They tied down his casket with the garter belt
Each troubled heart was beating in a sequin dress
Someone must console these lonesome daughters
No written word or ballad will appease them
And when you tryI seem to remember the Speedway was even scarier than the waltzer. I've been on a waltzer once in my life and I thought I was going to die. Hence, I've never been on a speedway.
To break my spirit
It won't work
Because there's nothing left to break
Anymore
You're going nowhere when you ride on the carouselREM did a cracking cover of this too.
And maybe you're strong
But what's the good of ringing a bell?
The switchback will make you crazy
Beware of the bearded lady
Oh let me take my chances on the wall of death
Fat man sitting on a little stool'Nuff said?
Takes the money from my hand
While his eyes take a walk all over you
Hands me the ticket
Smiles and whispers 'good luck'
Well, cuddle up angel
Cuddle up, my little dove
And we'll ride down, baby
Into this tunnel of love...
You gave up your friends for a new way of life
And both ended up as ex husband and wife
There were 22 catches when you struck your matches
And threw away your life in the tunnel of love
I'll never be the boss just lower management I guess9. Rick Springfield - Bruce
I've never had a Thunderbird
A beat up Volvo is less absurd
I'd do anything to impress you
I'd do anything to caress you
I grew up in a town called Whittlesey
I've never been to New Jersey
I don't know too much about you
But your friend said you like Bruce Springsteen
No, I never wanted to change the world7. The Gaslight Anthem - Meet Me By the River's Edge
But I'm looking for a new New Jersey
Because tramps like us
Baby, we were born to die
Throw away your autographs5. Lana Del Rey - American
Of people you don't care about
Andy Peters, Andy Crane
They're all the same, they're all the same
Play house, put my favorite record on4. Frank Turner - Redemption
Get down, get your crystal method on
You were, like, dark tan driving round the city
Flirting with the girls like you're so pretty
"Springsteen is the king, don't you think?"
I was, like, "hell, yeah, that guy can sing."
I was walking home to my house through the snow from the station3. Bran Van 3000 - Speed
When Springsteen came clear in my headphones with a pertinent question
Oh, is love really real and can any of us hope for redemption?
Or are we all merely biding our time down to lonely conclusions?
Sliup - Ummm - Crack...it bloody does.
Goes the backscreen door
She wanted to go for coffee
But I sleep an hour more
See Mary dancing across the porch
She put her rolled up Ziggys in her rock and roll jersey
Jersey, she was born to run
She was the spirit of midnight
She was blinded by the light
She was holed up in jungleland
Straight up
The rock and roll big boss
Turnpike down by the river of desire
Just off Thunder Road
Where you catch her in the Tenth Avenue
Freeze out
She was lost in a flood
Mary, Queen of Arkansas
Dreaming of a Cadillac ranch with a hungry heart
But most of all she was born in the USA
Asbury Park, New Jersey
Inner state babe
To be exact she was her own rock and roll video
Rolls Royce, low riding
Speed climbing, driving by the sea
Making mad love on other people's private property
While being on the run from the local law for unpaid parking tickets!
Brucie dreams life's a highway, too many roads bypass my wayThat said, Paddy can't help but conclude:
Or they never begin.
Innocence coming to grief
At the hands of life's stinking car thief,
That's my concept of sin.
Does heaven wait all heavenly over the next horizon?
But look at us now, quit driving,
Some things hurt more much more than cars and girls.
Brucie's thoughts - Pretty streamersAnd the same goes for you, Paddy.
Guess this world needs its dreamers
May they never wake up.
When I think about you, I think about 17.
I think about my old Jeep.
I think about the stars in the sky.
Funny how a melody, sounds like a memory.
Like a soundtrack to a July, Saturday night....