<p>Geez, I’m embarrassed to admit that I even had that album. Did you know that Maya Rudolph (of SNL fame) is Minnie Riperton’s daughter?</p>
<p>Wow, patsmom…I think you just won today’s trivia question award!</p>
<p>Time keeps on slippin, slippin, slippin
Into the future
Time keeps on slippin, slippin, slippin
Into the future</p>
<p>I want to fly like an eagle!
To the sea.
Fly like an eagle!
Let my spirit carry me -
I want to fly like an eagle!
Till I’m free
OH OH there’s a solution…</p>
<p>pats mom, I know that, too :)</p>
<p>paper tiger- i hate you, some one toss out a new song!!!</p>
<p>Staying with the Steve Miller groove: </p>
<p>Billy Mack is a detective down in Texas, (clapclapclapclapclap)
You know he knows just exactly what the facts is.
He ain’t goin’ to let those two-oo-oo–oo escape justice,
He makes his living off other people’s taxes.
Go on, take the money and run…
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<p>Now there was a guy who could play music but really needed a lyricist.</p>
<p>Or maybe we can all gag to the “story about Jack & Diane, two young american kids livin’ in the heartland?”</p>
<p>Hey I resemble that remark. (It’s one of the few songs with my name in it, heh.)</p>
<p>Papertiger, were you watching Jeopardy today?</p>
<p>Afternoon delight.</p>
<p>Has it taken 110 posts to get “Margaritaville” on the board? Or did I coveniently forget it? </p>
<p>Some people say that there’s a wo-o-o-man to blame
But I know
It’s my own damn fault!</p>
<p><em>realizes the lyrics are actually quite profound</em></p>
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Hey. I take umbrage at the inclusion of my favorite lullaby,so let’s give JT a chance here with something other than the chorus. (From memory, so I could get it screwed up from the original but this is the way I have sung it to D since she was born. Maybe before.Yep. She is a big JT freak.)</p>
<p>Well the first of November was covered with snow </p>
<p>and so was the turn-pike from Stockbridge to Boston</p>
<p>well the Berkshires seemed dreamlike on account of that frostin’ </p>
<p>ten miles behind me and ten thousand more to go-o-o</p>
<p>there’s a song that they sing when they take to the highways</p>
<p>there’s a song that sing when they take to the sea</p>
<p>there’s a song that the sing of their home in the sky</p>
<p>maybe you can believe them if it helps you to sleep</p>
<p>but singin’ does just fine for me</p>
<p>so Good night you moonlight ladies</p>
<p>and Rockaby Sweet Baby James </p>
<p>(You know the rest) That ain’t bad stuff folks, and the transition between lonesome cowboy and truckdriver is pretty effective. Something I’m not so sure Boyce and Hart (sixtie’s hitmakers) would have thought of. So pffffft!!!</p>
<p>Now for a truly horrid experience, and I had to pinch myself to make sure it was memory not a nightmare, “Jam Up and Jelly Tight” (Tommy Roe, I believe.) </p>
<p>Jam up and jelly tight</p>
<p>na-na, na-na baby,</p>
<p>now you’re outta sight. </p>
<p>I can just hear John Houseman delivering those very words.</p>
<p>Umbrage taken x2. </p>
<p>James Taylor on a thread about songs you want out of your head? Has the world gone mad??</p>
<p>Good stuff, people!
SB:
John Cougar Mellencampwhatevermynameisthisyear is <em>exactly</em> like Steve Miller in that he writes and performs really catchy music with lyrics that make you want to kill yourself. I mean, to be fair, “Tales of Brave Ulysses” probably belongs in that category too…along with “I’m So Glad” and “White Room” and “Badge,” but somehow the Cream pulled it off and those other guys didn’t. Maybe it was the drugs.</p>
<p>Curmudgeon:
I’m totally with you on “Sweet Baby James,” although I think it was the first of December (whatever–it was definitely one of those “ember” months.) And I have a story about that song, and I always think of it when I hear it now. On one of our college trips–early April–there was a freak snowstorm in the Berkshires. The temperature dropped from about 45 in Philly to about 18 in Williamstown, and by the time we’d arrived there was 5" of new snow on the ground, and I’d been singing that line in my head for about half an hour.
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<p>jmmom:
In fairness, I think JT has a couple of earworms in his discography. Gorilla comes to mind.</p>
<p>Driver, D and I went round and round on November or December. Decided I had a 50/50 shot. LOL. Didn’t think google was playing fair.</p>
<p>No scruples about googling here</p>
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<p>driver - haven’t heard of or don’t remember “Gorilla.” On the strength of your recommendation, don’t think I’ll go hunt for it either.</p>
<p>Oh, Gorilla was a good album–the one that had “Mexico” on it. It was just that song that was an earworm. “How Sweet it is” was kinda that for me, as well.</p>
<p>agree on “how sweet it is”</p>
<p>O. K. way off the original topic, but did anyone else see Studs Terkel’s “Working” or hear the soundtrack? JT wrote “millworker”. (Emmylou recorded it,too.)</p>
<p>Millwork it ain’t easy,</p>
<p>millwork it ain’t hard,</p>
<p>millwork it ain’t nothing but an awful boring job.</p>
<p>Today I work the mill for as long as I am able ,</p>
<p>but never meet the man whose name is on the label.</p>
<p>And it’s me and my machine for the rest of the morning,</p>
<p>for the rest of the afternoon,</p>
<p>for the rest of my life." </p>
<p>Haunting. I think D feels the same about the application process.;)</p>
<p>Whatever you think of mellancamp’s lyrics, his music is eons better than Steve Miller’s. His stuff literally hurts my ears–torture would be being forced to listen to “space Cowboy”. Ugh.</p>
<p>Driving from Washington, D.C. to SoCal solo in the summer of 1975, I heard “Sister Goldenhair” 1,378 times. </p>
<p>I finally surrendered a couple of weeks ago and downloaded it from iTunes…I can no go back to that entire era just by listening to three bars. </p>
<p>Or to when TheMom and I were engaged by listening to Juice Newton’s
“Queen of Hearts”, which I heard 3,419 times that summer.</p>
<p>To keep on topic, I had TheMom watch “Those Magnficent Men in Their Flying Machines” on DVD. It was hysterically funny when I was a young teen and doesn’t hold up well at all. But she couldn’t get the theme out of her head for days. And then when she did, I hummed it at the breakfast table. Or in the car. And back it would go for another period of time. Hee hee.</p>