Oh Sherrie

This is a song written by American singer Steve Perry, Randy Goodrum, Craig Krampf, and Bill Cuomo. 

Needless to say, well apparently I do need to say it.  This song has been playing in my head for an entire day.  Good song, simple lyrics.  Not much else.

I am not feeling it today

"Billy Don't Be a Hero"

"Billy Don't Be a Hero" is a 1974 pop song that was first a UK hit for Paper Lace and then, some months later, a US hit for Bo Donaldson and The Heywoods. The song was written and composed by two British songwriters, Mitch Murray and Peter Callander.

I was 16 years old when this song came out.  I was aware of what was going on in Vietnam and knew of people in town that were getting drafted or going to Canada or getting killed. I heard of one guy that shot himself in the foot with a nail gun to get out of going. The Don't be a hero song was well know in my circles anyway.  It was protest in the finest fashion.  A strange thing happened with my group of friends after that. I had to adjust to a new set of friends because we moved to a community that was totally non-protest oriented.  These new friends thought this was a dumb song and I became a symbol of an outsider and something to be watched carefully and pre-judged on all occasions. 

Many of the lyrics of songs, much like songs for kids today have a lasting impact on development of character. I guess that is why those trying to control our minds are so afraid of the "Jesus" movement or the "summer of love" stuff, marijuana and Timothy Leary.  When really all we need is parents telling us the truth with respect and showing us love.  Contrary to what Charles Manson babbled, music did not cause his actions, he found a song that validated his psychotic thoughts.  If you look hard enough, you can find something to validate you.

Billy and his girl were honest to themselves.

Academy Awards

Hmmm.

I have only seen a few movies this year!

"Black panther". I only watched about 15 minutes of this one, lots o flashy stuff but I did not see Mogli in there at all and it was too loud.

"Trip to Mogador". This was a independent film that dealt with a kid’s challenge to prove he was Hank Williams’s great grandson.  The main problem in this film was the casting of Vin Debonna as the ghost of Hank Williams. 

"Driving Miss Daisy’s Car". This is a tender love triangle about two boys who steal a old lady’s car and drive cross country to a math convention.  There is one scene where they are trying to figure out how to use a protractor, it is priceless.  Ray Crock Jr is in this one.

My top honor goes to “Gigo gets Trolled” which is about a Mongolian throat singer and anti-vaxer  that gets the Whooping cough and tries to sue a drug store owner for ruining his career!  Tony Shalub is the drug store owner, tears of laughter and sorrows all  around!

 

I do not go to the movies for several reason.  One, I am cheap and you cannot always have a nice, quiet evening.  I have never been a fan of stickiness, I do not like candy and there must be spiders in there somewhere.  I like getting lost in a movie or at least like being able to control the environment and I cannot even though I am paying for it.  Also, eventually I will see it somewhere on the TV or somebody will tell me about it.

There are too many categories, and since this is supposed to be a music blog for a while anyway, the best music in movies is subliminal, for the most part you do not even notice directly.  At least I do not.  It is very important to the movie and the plot.  The introductory music to the "Sound of Music" is somewhat in the background to the scenery and hills, which are alive with the sound of music.  I thought it was some kind of Nordic ghost movie.

 

Can we please take it easy on the red carpet and After-party crap.  The dresses are ugly, the shoes are uglier and most of the walkers end up looking like clowns.  Who tells them they look nicer than a pair of jeans and some comfortable shoes.  I like dress up but accentuate the positive and if you cannot, do not.  I understand the after party thing, its a party with people you hardly know but somewhat admire.  Just pick a nice corner and observe.  

 

That is it.

Talking in Your Sleep

This is a chart-topping hit song by Detroit rock band The Romantics. It was a number three U.S. hit in early 1984 and became a UK hit in August that year for British band Bucks Fizz.  I would have thought that The Romantics were a glam rock band out of London not Detroit but whatever.  This song received huge play in the 80s because of its querky mind melting beat and hook and MTV video play.  Fuzzy half naked women always play well, still do.  

I do not really like the song although it made a  bunch of money for the group and the music industry so at some level it was a good song.  It is a hard song to get out of people's head which is now equated with "plays" in the music sites and that is how it is monetized.  The screwdriver in the ear thing does not really work anymore and since healthcare is bullshit now days, neither care nor health is achieved significantly.   Proactive interference will wipe it out soon enough anyway. 

I like to say my mind (memory, brain) is like a steel trap, everything that goes in is there for eternity.  It just has a broken retrieval system.  People that have eidetic memory do not have more in the storage system, they just have a better retrieval system.  I think they file it differently in the first place.  I have developed some databases in my day and how you set them up and store the data well always effect the retrieval of the information later.  Lets throw half-heimers into the formula.   I would never make like of dementia of any kind because it is like "a hitler joke".  There is nothing funny about Hitler.  Climbing out of the rabbit hole.

I do not file things the same and I do not recall things the same as I used to, I do not think so anyway.  I do know that I am approaching circular logic and if I stay with this long enough, it will not make sense to anyone, even me.  My brain is filtering about ninety four percent of all information and shunting most of it to the short term trash heap. 

Back on topic, It surprises me that the group name, "Romantics" was never taken before 1977.  I noticed that the official name is "The Romantics" and this gave me a clue that somewhere there was possibly a copyright on "romantics".  There was a group called Ruby and the Romantics from Akron Ohio, yep she is a Zip.  Ruby Nash, the female lead of the group, originally sang with a group, consisting of her sister and three friends.  Ruby attended Central High School in Akron. Some of the male members of the Romantics sang with The Embers. Eventually, The Embers became known as The Supremes^{[citation needed]} (not to be confused with The Supremes of Motown Records fame),^[5] and then The Feilos.  This is a prime example of the music industry and how it displays its evilness.  I thought I was back on topic and I am if you go back to the purpose of "Remediation-Basket" which is my mental health.

all information that I did not know and I reference here was from Wikipedia as usual and I cut and pasted for accuracy

Total Eclipse of the Heart

This is a song recorded by Welsh singer Bonnie Tyler. It was written and produced by Jim Steinman, and released on Tyler's fifth studio album, Faster Than the Speed of Night (1983). Worldwide, the single has sales in excess of 6 million copies^[1] and was certified Gold by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) for sales of over 1 million copies after its release, updated to Platinum in 2001 when the certification threshold changed.^[2]


The RIAA operates an award program for albums that sell a large number of copies.^[13] The program originally began in 1958, with a Gold Award for singles and albums that reach $1,000,000 in sales. The criterion was changed in 1975 to the number of copies sold, with albums selling 500,000 copies awarded the Gold Award. In 1976, a Platinum Award was added for one million sales. In 1989 new criteria were introduced, with a "Gold Award" for singles that reach 500,000 in sales and a "Platinum Award" for singles that reach 1,000,000 in sales; and in 1999 a Diamond Award for ten million sales was introduced.^[14] The awards are open to both RIAA members and non-members.^[15]

Who gives a shit.  A sale is a sale.

This song plays in my head often, only Freud would possibly know why, parapraxis I guess.  Wikepedia defines it as A Freudian slip, also called parapraxis, is an error in speech, memory, or physical action that occurs due to the interference of an unconscious subdued wish.  This song is imposing and Miss Tyler's voice is very attracting, penetrating. My wife could sing like that before she imposed silence on her singing.  I know most of the words to this song, not in the correct order and scrambled verses but if you asked me do I know the words I would say "mostly".  My daughter knows every word to Disney's "The sword in the Stone", and I know all the words to "The Sound of Music".  Talk about songs in my head, when I lived in the mountains, I used to sing "Climb every mountain, fiord every stream.  I used to think the word was  Fiord every mountain which since I associated both fiord and mountain with some sort of glacial shit. more generally, a fjord is a narrow water body running from a glacier and a steam is a narrow body of water from a river.  Confusion alert.  Ok, honestly, I used the word "ford every stream", driving a bronco across ever stream.

Yes, it continues but not today.

I Only Have Eyes for You

A romantic love song by composer Harry Warren and lyricist Al Dubin, written for the film Dames (1934) and listed as #157 in Rolling Stone magazine's "500 Greatest Songs of All Time (2004)." I think the version I like the best is the one by the Flamingos in 1959.  Art Garfunkel did a great cover in 1975 and I was once again surprised when I found out it was a cover.

It is a great song and I am glad I am not the only one to think so.  There are two reasons this song is in focus today.  The first is because I was singing it when I woke up and secondly because at the same time there was a second song trying to break in to the solitude at 3am.  It was by ZZTop(1979), "I Thank You" is a song written by David Porter and Isaac Hayes originally recorded by Sam & Dave, released in early 1968.  I bring this up because I know a lady that can sing the lyrics of one song to the beat and rhythm of another song and I could almost hear that kind of thing with these two songs.  I can not now but during the REM fog I almost could.

You are here and so am I
       You didn't have to hold it but you did
Maybe millions of people go by
        And I thank you
But they all disappear from view
         You didn't have to squeeze me but you did
And I only have eyes for you!

The song is still playing in my head.  It is being attacked by my thoughts of food.  I think of food almost constantly.  I lost fifty pounds but am finding it extremely difficult to lose ten more.  I know have a duality of thought about weight, like the songs of thing morning.  I try not to judge people and whenever someone is judging they say "but" how can they stay fat?  At the same time I feel like shaking them from a distance and saying "snap out of it, eat bacon and eggs only and you will lose weight" but then I descend or condescend and say, but don't chase it with a soda and some grits.  I do realize that addiction whether food or drug or slothfulness, greed etc are complicated and judging is not a helpful tact.  Rabbit hole closing in on me.

Clarity, lets return to clarity.  A very romantic song but what is with the Sha bop sha bop.  Did Scatman Crothers work on that session.  I am not going to explain that.

I'm Just A Singer (in a rock and roll band)

This is a 1973 hit single by the English progressive rock band The Moody Blues.  One of the great things about this song and I really guess I mean video is that when the band says "I'm just a singer in a rock and roll ba-and" they are get these really childish grins.  I assume it is because they are really enjoying themselves and "still" cannot believe they are getting paid for this shit.  At least I hope that is what is going on.  There is nothing more gratifying than getting paid to do something you enjoy.  It reminds me of the feeling I had when I was in college and I would walk home thinking out loud, "I just sit there and they jam tons of awesome stuff into my brain, I love it.  I can do this forever."  And since it took me 6.5 years to get a degree I am sure my parents/advisioners thought I may have to do it forever. 

Another great thing about this song is when I was young and impressionable and heard the lyrics "I'm just a wandering on the face of this earth", it chilled my core because they used the word "wandering" as a noun.  It is a powerful word that can be used easily as a verb as in "What are you doing?, Wandering!", an adverb, "I am forever wandering", an adjective, "I am a wandering whore", and in this song, a noun.  "I am just a wandering....".  At twelve years of age, such grammatical assaults are uncalled for and quite abrupt.  I never looked at language the same after that.  I bashed the rules of grammar from then on and till this day.  I have been told that I can really turn a phrase.  

Now if I can just figure out how to get people to read what I write.  Rabbit hole coming up in 5,4,3,2,1, Imagine falling falling like Alice in Wonderland.  When her dressed popped open like a parachute I was about 12-13 years of age and all I was looking at was her bloomers.  What?, one thing I have found is that I am not the only one of the face of the earth that thinks like that.  What about the artist that drew it?  

Check out the Moody Blues, it will not disappoint. 

Night Moves

"Night Moves" is a song by the American singer-songwriter Bob Seger. It was the lead single from his ninth studio album, Night Moves (1976)

Well I actually "woke last night to the sound of thunder" and I was hearing this song in my head.  It is really a good song.  The storm outside was blowing hard and had lots of loud cracks and bright flashes.  It was 3:30 in the morning.   I had been asleep in the torture chamber for almost six hours so I was awake and most likely going to stay that way.  I call it the torture chamber because if I do not get any real exercise, I will not get a "good night's sleep".  I spend a great deal of sleep time just rolling around thinking about sleep. 

I wonder why someone like Bob Seger would not fix his teeth.  I know he has the money to have all golden diamond crusted teeth.  I have bad looking teeth but I am not wealthy and do not have insurance that will cover shit like that.  So maybe he has had it with dentists or people in general.  Maybe he just wants to figure out how to go to the store without hearing "Bob, hum me a song from 1962".  I heard and interview with some country singer who I had never heard of, while I was out looking for scallops and I guess he had 1 hit song and he said, "I wrote this song and I knew it was good, real good and I just had to figure if I even liked it because it was so good I would be singing it for the next twenty years so I better like it."   NO scallops again.  I am sure Bob had to sing it one hundred thousand times and think about 1962 so he does not want to think about it when he is buying some smokes and brewskies. 

, "Night Moves"

Burnin For You

"Burnin' for You" is a hit song by American hard rock band Blue Öyster Cult, from the band's Platinum Fire of Unknown Origin album, released in July 1981.  While reading up on this song I was once again reminded I really know very little about anything.  The band's songs are still very popular and some of their videos were played near constantly on the "new MTV" back in the day.

I think I know stuff about bands and songs and I really don't. It is strange how the brain takes random bits of information and constructs a logical scenario.  I have discovered I know very little about a whole library full of things.  I would have guessed this band was mid-western, from Normal, Kansas or somewhere like that.  Nope, Long Island, NY.  WTF?  I think that as most people I form early opinions on things, all things and then hope through the process of investigation and learning that I reshape and validate the original impression.  Apparently, I am bad at that process. 

testing sound file

,"Run through the Jungle"

It's All Over Now

I woke at 4 am with this tune in my head.  It is the Rolling Stones version.  I don't  remember ever hearing any other version but it was written by Bobby Womack.  I always find it interesting when popular groups cover other peoples songs.  Did Mick and Keith not have a good recording session or did they just like the song and wanted to tell the world through an album.  My total ignorance of the music business, which is one of the most destructive in terms of lives lost keeps me searching for answers.  I remember on Lynyrd Skynyrd's album, Second Helping which is one of my top albums ever recorded they had a song, Call me the Breeze (by JJ Cale).  I was stunned that they would do a cover, well I was stunned when I found out it was not an original creation.  "Why"? 

In 1964 when the Rolling Stones covered It's all over now, I was 6 years old and still trying to put the needle down on the turn table without scratching the record and it was not a Rolling Stones record, it was probably a Roger Miller Do Wacka Do song on a 33rpm.  It was an investment in time and energy to listen to music in those days.  Record players got smarter by replaying automatically and I remember the first time we had one that had a lowering lever for the needle arm.  I used to just be amazed at how that needle which soon after was renamed a "cartridge" (subsequently there was a huge price increase) just touched down and the music was released from this vinyl disc. They still sell Shure cartriges, supposedly the best by all the album-heads of the day and they look similar to Pentium processors.  If you just take a wire and place it in the needle spot and put your ear real close to the record, you can hear the music.  It is just a vibration built into the grooves,  I love the Toyota commercial where they embed grooves and bumps in the road and as a car passes over them, it generates a tune. 

That should be a LAW that roads play songs at the proper speed.  Instead of naming them "Interstate 95"  would not it be great to call it "Highway Star" 95" by Deep Purple. "Nobody gonna take my car
I'm gonna race it to the ground...."  The only problem would occur, well not the only problem but the biggest problem is that after the guitar solo part any sane person would be traveling at about 130 mph. 

Ava Maria

Really.

I went to a funeral last week and they sang this song.  It is such great song and melody.  Franz  Schubert has something to do with it back in 1720 or so and it has been modified, reworked lots of times.  There are several good versions but the Celine Dion version is probably about as good as it can get.  Honestly, it is a little over the top but technically perfect. I could not listen to it on a loop or I would need a sedative to keep from jabbing things in my ears. 

I have very little idea what the words mean.  Schuber only gets credit for the melody but the phrase "ave maria" is in it.  It is complicated and trying to sort it all out and give credit was not going to happen but it did give me a headache.  I have heard people tell me that it is a funeral and Christmas standard in many cultures which is strange because often times (as my parents and family can validate)  I am not listening when people tell me things.  The other thing about Christmas dinners, funerals and wedding is that the same "nice cloths" are worn to each.  I am not a slave to fashion so I really only have one nice outfit in a more demure color scheme and I wear it to life and death events.  I cannot think of Christmas as a beginning of Jesus's life without also thinking of his death, a funeral is obviously a death thing and a wedding is a death to male stupidity and a beginning of a new more enlightened walk so same cloths kind of fits.  The priest's first words at the funeral were "I always  ask, Is she really dead? " 

This song has  been bouncing around my head all morning.  I have not taken the time to put on the headphones and listen appropriately. I will soon since I am nearing a break time in my day.  I am wondering what language I am going to hear it in.  I have a choice of Latin, Germanic, Francoian and Esperanto.  The Esperanto version is not very good.  This particular record sold about 243 copies and most of them in Switzerland.  I made that up.

I would like to hear "Howlin Wolf" sing it in his classical Chicago blues style.