Too Darn Hot
Awesome cover of Cole Porter's song from the 1990 Red, Hot, and Blue AIDS benefit album.
Artist: Erasure
Year: 1990
Rating: Sizzlin'
Strange
How much more can I take?
Artist: Built To Spill
Year: 2001
Rating: Luke Hot
Note: Nod to Jonathan - just started listening to this album a mere month ago, and it's already in my head.
Gone Daddy Gone
Officially the first Violent Femmes song in my head since the start of the blog, and from their timeless, amazing debut album, which I constantly can't believe goes back to the early '80s, that I've listened to it since '86. Feels as fresh as anything indie rock has offered in the last five years, and the album is more than 25 years old now!
Artist: The Violent Femmes
Year: 1983
Rating: Hot!
Note: The final post in a tree-part meditation on lost love.
Long Train Runnin'
Without love, where would you be now?
Artist: The Doobie Brothers
Year: 1973
Rating: Luke Hot
Note: Second post in a series of three 'bout love and losing it.
Can't Get Used to Losing You
The first in a recent series of songs in my head reflecting intimacy angst, and the specter of the loss of love. Not that tons of pop songs aren't about this very subject, but the next few posts seem to go together in a sort of trifecta.
Artist: The (English) Beat
Year: 1980
Rating: Warm
Note 1: I'm several songs behind at the moment, so I'll be playing catch-up the next few days.
Note 2: This song was originally recorded by Andy Williams in 1963.
Strut
Unfortunately, the good videos for this song are all embed-disabled, but check out the classic Solid Gold clip here. I love how Sheena puts host Rick Dees in his place after his obnoxious comments. I'm sure this whole exchange was scripted, but it almost feels off the cuff, and completely appropriate given the feminist mantra of the lyrics.
Strut, pout, put it out
That's what you want from women
Come on baby, whatcha takin' me for?
Artist: Sheena Easton
Year: 1984
Rating: Warm
Wonderwall
Oh, Oasis, I don't believe that anybody feels the way they did about you now.
Artist: Oasis
Year: 1995
Rating: Warm
Just Can't Get Enough
This is making the rounds in my head owing to a pal's Facebook update. Thanks, Gina! The song always reminds me of a personal anecdote going back about 20 years to Jewish youth group leadership camp in Starlight, Pennsylvania, the summer before my senior year of high school. It goes something like this:
It's the last night all of us will be together, and there's a dance going on in the rec hall. I'm not interested in dancing; I just want to stargaze and chat with friends out in the meadow. I'm talking to a guy that I've harbored a crush on for the last three or four weeks, which in the compressed intensity world of teenage summer camp, is an eternity. We're talking about a speaker we'd seen that afternoon, a local Democratic politician who was addressing the group about being a Jewish leader in the community. He was really dull, and I found myself dozing off during the lecture. I was conveying this to Jeffrey, the crush boy, that I'd been really bored with the speaker until, at some point during his talk, he came out to the group as gay, and then I really perked up and became fascinated with his story. (It was a matter of months before I'd make the conscious realization that I liked girls, as well as guys, but my political advocacy for LGBT folks preceded that awareness.) Jeffrey then relayed to me that he had been interested in what the guy was talking about until the moment he said he was gay, and that's when he started to tune out. In an instant, my summerlong desire for Jeffrey withered. All the while, "And I just can't get enough, and I just can't get enough" is wafting through the humid air from the rec hall.
Artist: Depeche Mode
Year: 1981
Rating: Luke Hot
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