July 4, 2014

FROM THE ARCHIVES : SOME PEOPLE WANNA FILL THE WORLD WITH SILLY LOVE SONGS:

HEY, BABE, IT'S THE FOURTH OF JULY (Alex Whitlock, 7/04/02, RAW Observations)

Last year, the 4th of July came and went without my much noticing. In fact, if someone were to mention the day, I would have been as much likely to think about the stellar Robert Earl Keen song (written by Dave Alvin). It's not that I wasn't proud to be an American, but, you know, there were more important concerns.
I was over perusing Alex Whitlock's blog and found this reference to a great song that I forgot to list in all my myriad Independence Day links. Dave Alvin's 4th of July is an absolute anthem of morosity. It is one of the great tunes to play when you're having romantic difficulties, but, like all rock tunes, it's effective only if you're a guy.

 
Fourth Of July (Dave Alvin)

She's waiting for me when I get home from work
Oh, but things just ain't the same
She turns out the lights and she cries in the dark
Won't answer when I call her name

On the stairs I smoke a cigarette alone
Mexican kids are shooting fireworks below
Hey, baby, it's the fourth of July
Hey, baby, it's the fourth of July
It's the fourth of July

She gives me her cheek when I want her lips
And I don't have the strength to go
On the lost side of town in a dark apartment
We gave up trying so long ago

On the stairs I smoke a cigarette alone
The Mexican kids are shooting fireworks below
Hey, baby, it's the fourth of July
Hey, baby, it's the fourth of July

Whatever happened, I apologize
So dry your tears and baby, walk outside
It's the fourth of July

On the stairs I smoke a cigarette alone
Mexican kids are shooting fireworks below
And hey, baby, it's the fourth of July
Hey, baby, it's the fourth of July

We forgot all about the fourth of July
Hey, baby, it's the fourth of July
Hey, baby, it's the fourth of July
Hey baby, hey baby, hey baby


Now that's just ideal for queueing up about thirty times on your record player and getting stinkin' drunk. But more than that, I realized that the week of the 4th, a bunch of bloggers were talking amongst ourselves (see what we're reduced to when y'all go on vacation and stop reading us?) about the notion that while comedy is inherently and exclusively conservative, pop music is dominated by liberals and the tunes, what with their messages of rebellion and sex and drugs and what not, aren't exactly stolen from scripture. I argued then, with woeful inadequacy, that we at least had Elvis, who is the greatest Rock and Roll figure of all time.

But 4th of July got me thinking that one of the themes that unifies many of the best rock songs is that they are misogynistic screeds against the duplicity of women--it's as if they were all being sung by Adam to Eve.

So here are a few more in the same vein--they would all appear on my personal list of best rock songs ever :
Suspicious Minds (Elvis Presley)

We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word I say?

We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And we can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds

So, if an old friend I know
Drops by to say hello
Would I still see suspicion in your eyes?

Here we go again
Asking where I've been
You can't see these tears are real
I'm crying

We can't go on together
With suspicious minds
And we can't build our dreams
On suspicious minds

Oh let our love survive
Or dry the tears from your eyes
Let's don't let a good thing die

When honey, you know
I've never lied to you
Mmm yeah, yeah

We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Why can't you see
What you're doing to me
When you don't believe a word I say?

We're caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Don't you know I'm caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Don't you know I'm caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby

Don't you know I'm caught in a trap
I can't walk out
Because I love you too much baby


Ramblin' on my Mind (Robert Johnson)

I got ramblin', I got ramblin' on my mind
I got ramblin', I got ramblin' all on my mind
Hate to leave my baby but you treat me so unkind

I got mean things, I got mean things all on my mind
Little girl, little girl, I got mean things all on my mind
Hate to leave you here, babe, but you treat me so unkind

Runnin' down to the station, catch the first mail train I see
I think I hear her comin' now
Runnin' down to the station, catch the old first mail train I see
I got the blues about Miss So-and-So and the child got the blues about me

And I'm leavin' this mornin' with my arm' fold' up and cryin'
And I'm leavin' this mornin' with my arm' fold' up and cryin'
I hate to leave my baby but she treats me so unkind

I got mean things, I've got mean things on my mind
I got mean things, I've got mean things all on my mind
I got to leave my baby, well, she treats me so unkind


(Sittin' On) The Dock of the Bay (Otis Redding)

Sittin' in the mornin' sun
I'll be sittin' when the evenin' come
Watching the ships roll in
And I watch 'em roll away again, yeah

I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Just sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

I left my home in Georgia
Headed for the 'Frisco bay
I've had nothing to live for
Look like nothin's gonna come my way

So I'm just gonna sit on the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
I'm sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time

Look like nothin's gonna change
Everything still remains the same
I can't do what ten people tell me to do
So I guess I'll remain the same, yes

Sittin' here resting my bones
And this loneliness won't leave me alone
It's two thousand miles I roamed
Just to make this dock my home

Now, I'm just gonna sit at the dock of the bay
Watching the tide roll away
Sittin' on the dock of the bay
Wastin' time





Train in Vain (The Clash)

Say you stand by your man
Tell me something, I don't understand
You said you love me and that's a fact
And then you left me, said you felt trapped

Well some things, you can explain away
But my heartache's in me till this day

Did you stand by me?
No, not at all
Did you stand by me?
No way

All the times when we were close
I'll remember these things the most
I see all my dreams come tumblin' down
I won't be happy without you around

So all alone I keep the wolves at bay
And there is only one thing that I can say

Did you stand by me?
No, not at all
Did you stand by me?
No way

You must explain why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me?

Did you stand by me?
No, not at all

Now I got a job
But it don't pay
I need new clothes
I need somewhere to stay

But without all of these things I can do
But without your love, I won't make it through
But you don't understand my point of view
I suppose there's nothing I can do

Did you stand by me?
No, not at all
Did you stand by me?
No way

Did you stand by me?
No, not at all
Did you stand by me?
No way

You must explain, why this must be
Did you lie when you spoke to me?

Did you stand by me?
Did you stand by me?
No, not at all
Did you stand by me?
No way

Did you stand by me?
No, not at all
Did you stand by me?
No way





No Woman, No Cry (Bob Marley and the Wailers)


No Woman No Cry
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.

Said - said - said: I remember when we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown,
Oba - obaserving the 'ypocrites
As they would mingle with the good people we meet.
Good friends we have, oh, good friends we've lost
Along the way.
In this great future, you can't forget your past;
So dry your tears, I seh.

No, woman, no cry;
No, woman, no cry.
'Ere, little darlin', don't shed no tears:
No, woman, no cry.

Said - said - said: I remember when-a we used to sit
In the government yard in Trenchtown.
And then Georgie would make the fire lights,
As it was logwood burnin' through the nights.
Then we would cook cornmeal porridge,
Of which I'll share with you;
My feet is my only carriage,
So I've got to push on through.
But while I'm gone, I mean:
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Everything's gonna be all right!
I said, everything's gonna be all right-a!
Everything's gonna be all right!
Posted by at July 4, 2014 10:55 AM
  
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