I’m listening to Pandora at work again, and I heard a song come on that I haven’t heard in forever. So I’m doing another one of those posts where I tell you songs I like, and by proxy, songs I think that you should also like. (Look at all that legal talk. I’m practically a lawyer working here.)
Elenore by The Turtles. This is just a little love song. One thing I really like about oldies, is that sometimes they’re pretty risqué and no one seemed to care back then. This song slips a line or two in of pretty not-conservative stuff.
I really think you’re groovy
Let’s go out to a movie
What do you say, now, Elenore, can we?
They’ll turn the lights way down low
Maybe we won’t watch the show
I think I love you, Elenore, love me
You’re going to the movies and not watching the show? Yikes, Turtles. Parents will balk at your lyrics! That, and, I secretly like the name Elenore.
You Are the Woman by Firefall. For me, this song is just a feel-good love song. The tune is very much a 70s-going-into-the-80s sound that’s just fun to sing along to in the car. Or at work, if you’re me. “I saw your face and that’s the last I’ve seen of my heart.” I want to snap and dance the Carlton.
Operator by Jim Croce. This is a song that Sean and I like to sing in our Bob Dylan voices. It lends itself well to Dylanese. “But that’s not the way it feels.” Good line for Dylan. Anyway, I like this song. It’s about this guy who’s trying to call his ex after she dumped him for his best friend. He wants to tell her that he’s fine (yeah, right) Drama-llamas to the max! But in the end he decides not to make the call and even lets the operator keep the dime for the call he didn’t make. Sad face.
Isn’t that the way they say it goes
But let’s forget all that
And give me the number if you can find it
So I can call just to tell them I’m fine and to show
I’ve overcome the blow
I’ve learned to take it well
I only wish my words could just convince myself
But that’s not the way it feels
Sing it, Jim.
Any song from Carole King’s “Tapestry” album. I’ve been a Carole King fan since birth. I remember listening to her “Tapestry” album over and over. My mom then had to explain to me what “burnout” was. “I’m a little burned out on that one, Carolyn. Try another CD.” Also, there was a cat on the cover. Hoorah!
From the song, “It’s Too Late:”
There’ll be good times again for me and you
But we just can’t stay together, don’t you feel it, too
Still I’m glad for what we had and how I once loved you
What a good way to break up. We had good times, and I’m glad for those. Not bitter. Atta way, Carole! 🙂
Father & Son by Cat Stevens. This song is a conversion between father and son. I just love story songs, can’t you tell? It’s a sort of growing up song. Son getting older, ready to move on with life. Father trying to convince his son to settle down. This is a segment from the son’s point of view:
How can I try to explain? When I do he turns away again.
It’s always been the same, same old story.
From the moment I could talk I was ordered to listen.
Now there’s a way, and I know that I have to go away.
I know I have to go.
Ah growing up. This is one of many of my favorite Cat Stevens songs.
Me and Julio Down by the Schoolyard by Simon and Garfunkel. My brother and I used to sing this song in the car to each other. I hope I’ve instilled in him a good sense of music (I forced him to listen to Bob Dylan and Van Morrison on our way to school each morning). This one is too catchy not to like.
In a couple of days they’re gonna take me away
When the press let the story leak
Now when the radical breach comes to get me released
Appears all on the cover of Newsweek
Ah, I love a good sing along. It’s a good Bob Dylanese song, too.