And here’s the Sunday Scoop, for all TWO of you who played along! (Mari and Steve get cookies. I’m looking very disapprovingly at the rest of you…)
The fact that our two fearless critics didn’t appear to know who this band was makes me feel really, really old. The fact that my slightly younger husband makes reference to my “fossil rock” whenever I play music from this era doesn’t help. (I do take comfort in the knowledge that since Steve sat behind me in English class in High School, he’s my age. But, still…)
Now, I grant you, my familiarity with this iconic band of the ’70’s comes largely from the fact that my sisters, who are ten and eight years my seniors, respectively, kept them on replay throughout my youth. This particular song was released on June 11, 1969 when I was just shy of two, so naturally I was not yet in charge of my own playlists. Nevertheless, I chose it because I think it still stands up today as a frenetic track to clean house by…with the required pauses to sing into the handle of your Swiffer for effect. And Mari, with reference to you “Jesus Christ Superstar” comment: (a.) Obviously you have not yet committed that soundtrack to memory – an omission which I will endeavor to rectify post haste! And (b.) Chuck Negron (far left in photo) would have made a great Jesus if Ted Neely hadn’t been available…
Sad? Yep. Haunting? Absolutely. Also heartmelting in its depth. Even more so when you also consider the fact that this artist left us entirely too soon – October 21, 2003 – at age 34.
This song was reworked by Smith as an orchestral piece for the movie Good Will Hunting, and you may also remember his “Miss Misery” was Oscar nominated for that film.
I still contend he should have won. Celine Dion and that Titanic song? Pffffft.
And speaking of Oscars…this nice looking lad has one on his mantle. Or on the dashboard of his touring van. It’s joined by a Golden Globe and a Grammy – all for the same song.
(Not this one.)
Yep, Mrs. Bingham’s little boy Ryan and the master T- Bone Burnett wrote “The Weary Kind” from 2009’s Crazy Heart, and I’ve been smitten ever since. How a kid who was born the year I entered ninth grade could possess a voice that sounds like it’s been marinated in whiskey and cured in a Marlboro factory amazes me. And I like it. Rolling Stone is quoted as describing him thusly in a review of his album “Mescalito”: “[Bingham]…earns his sepia-toned album cover with a dusty wood-and-steel sound, and despite being twenty-five, sings like Steve Earle‘s dad.”
You damn skippy he does.
Bonus points to him for being a real cowboy, too – New Mexico born and Texas bred, Bingham is an ex-pro rodeo rider. What did he ride, you ask? Bulls. Naturally.
Oh, I love me some Laura Marling! When I first discovered her, I believe it was this song that hooked me. When I realized that she had written it herself – and that she was (at the time), the venerable age of 18, I was blown away.
She’s part of my beloved British Folk obsession. For me, that cancels out the ‘hipster” moniker, as those folks tend to actually USE the English language for its intended purpose rather than effect, and their lyrics to me are prose. She’s buds with Johnny Flynn and was engaged to Marcus Mumford (he of “and Sons”). Laura can definitely hang with the boys, though.
Hang with, and sometimes even take to the woodshed.
Check You Tube for her covers of Dolly Parton’s “Jolene” and Neil Young’s “Needle and the Damage Done”.
It’s the Smiths!!!
Yes, Morrissey can be a douchecanoe. But it hearkens back to high school and college for me, and fun memories, so THERE.
(And for the record – I have ALWAYS eaten meat. Murder, you say? Yes. Tasty, tasty murder…)
I have to credit my darling husband for finding this little gem. I must admit, I wasn’t a fan at first (probably because he played it in the car with little ears listening…AHEM), but it’s grown on me. After repeated listens, I began to appreciate the skillful arrangement.
What? Stop laughing! I’m serious!
The fact that they look EXACTLY as you’d picture them only add to the enjoyment. And, rumor has it that Snoop himself is a fan of this rendition. Can’t get no higher praise than that, G!
Thanks for playing, M & S. That was fun.
It’s good to be back.