Music Monday: Open Road by Slightly Stoopid

This is a local (read: San Diego area) band I would never have heard of if it hadn’t been for my 14yo son. He introduced me to them and I am HOOKED. I’m not posting lyrics today as I usually do, primarily because I’m already late. Plus, I think the instrumentals are more this band’s strength…which isn’t to say the lyrics suck, because they don’t, but it’s easy to appreciate this piece without them :).

Enjoy and Happy New Year!

Music Monday: Love at the Five and Dime by Nanci Griffith

I don’t remember how I discovered Nanci Griffith. I know I was in graduate school at The University of Chicago at the time and the proud owner of my first CD player, and that Griffith’s live album, One Fair Summer Evening, was one of the first CDs I purchased. But I can’t for the life of me recall who told me about her or how I first heard her music.

This is one of my absolute favorite songs from that album, and it feel appropriate to post it this week, as I shared this song with my husband shortly after we met 23 years ago Saturday (our 22nd wedding anniversary was 22 years ago Friday). He says, “That’s when I knew this was serious.”

Love At The Five And Dime
Copyright Nanci Griffith, 1986

Rita was sixteen years… hazel eyes and chestnut hair
She made the Woolworth counter shine
Eddie was a sweet romancer, and a darn good dancer
They’d waltz the aisles of the five and dime

[Chorus:]
They’d sing, “Dance a little closer to me… dance a little closer now
Dance a little closer tonight
Dance a little closer to me… it’s closing time
And love’s on sale tonight at this five and dime

Eddie played the steel guitar and his mama cried ‘cuz he played in the bars
And kept young Rita out late at night
So, they married up in Abilene… lost a child in Tennessee
Still, that love survived

[Chorus]

One of the boys in Eddie’s band… took a shine to Rita’s hands
So, Eddie ran off with the bass man’s wife
Oh’ but he was back by June… singin’ a different tune
And sportin’ Miss Rita back by his side

[Chorus]

Eddie traveled with the barroom bands… till arthritis took his hands
Now he sells insurance on the side
Rita’s got a house to keep… dime store novels and a love so sweet
They dance to the radio late at night

[Chorus]

[Repeat 1st verse]

They’d waltz the aisles of the five and dime
They’d waltz the aisles of the five and dime

I also lucked out and found the video recording of the performance she did of this song at the concert where One Fair Summer Evening was recorded. This has a pretty long introduction about Woolworth stores that I simply adore, and it’s well worth listening to the whole thing. Trust me on this, Griffith is wonderful!

Music Monday: Not Enough Time by INXS

Side note: I must be in the mood for music by artists who met tragic ends. This song is my absolute favorite by INXS, a band whose every album I bought as a teeneager and whose HAWT frontman, Michael Hutchence, was the Jim Morrison of my generation, right up to the premature death. (And did I mention he was HAWT?) I love this song both for its painfully romantic lyrics and for its prescience.

And I was lost for words
In your arms
Attempting to make sense
Of my aching heart
If I could just be
Everything and everyone to you
This life would just be so easy

Not enough time for all
That I want for you
Not enough time for every kiss
And every touch and all the nights
I wanna be inside you

We will make time stop
For the two of us
Make time stop
And listen for our sighs

Not enough time for all
That I want for you
Not enough time for every kiss
And every touch and all the nights
I wanna be inside you

In our fight against the end
Making love we are immortal
We are the last two left on earth
And I was lost for words
In your arms
Attempting to make sense of
My aching heart
If I could just be everything
And everyone to you

Not enough time for all
That I want for you
Not enough time for every kiss
Not enough time for all my love
Not enough time for every touch

Not enough time for all
That I want for you
Not enough time for every kiss
And every touch and all the nights
I wanna be inside you

Music Monday: What I Got by Sublime

What I Got
by Sublime, copyright 1996

Early in the morning, risin’ to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason, a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money’s all gone
I got a dalmation, and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fucking riot

Well, life is (too short), so love the one you got
‘Cause you might get run over or you might get shot
Never start no static, I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example, take a tip from me
Take all of your money, give it all to charity
Love is what I got
It’s within my reach
And the Sublime style’s still straight from Long Beach
It all comes back to you, you’ll finally get what you deserve
Try and test that you’re bound to get served
Love’s what I got
Don’t start a riot
You’ll feel it when the dance gets hot

Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got

(That’s) why I don’t cry when my dog runs away
I don’t get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don’t get angry when my Mom smokes pot
Hits the bottle and goes right to the rock
Fuckin’ and fightin’, it’s all the same
Livin’ with Louie dog’s the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin’, let the lovin’ come back to me

Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I said remember that
Lovin’, is what I got, I got I got I got

Sadly, Bradley Nowell, Sublime’s singer and guitarist, died of a heroin overdose before this song was released. It was the band’s biggest hit.

Music Monday: Bull in a China Shop by Barenaked Ladies

This week’s Music Monday comes to us courtesy of my favorite Canadian band, Barenaked Ladies. This one is off their 2006 album, Barenaked Ladies Are Me. I’ll let it speak for itself.

Bull in China Shop
by Ed Robertson and Steven Page, copyright 2005

I’m a kid in a candy store
I’m a bull in a china shop
I’m a tired old metaphor
For everything you can’t afford
And everything you can’t afford to be

I’m a public embarrassment
I’m a bottle of diet poison
I’m a walking advertisement
For everything I never meant
And everything I never meant to be

I can’t hear a thing
Cause I’ve stopped listening

I’m the reason I don’t go out
I’m afraid I might tell me something
I’m the shadow of every doubt
I’m the product this song’s about
I’m the product this song’s about to be

I can’t hear a thing
Cause I’ve stopped listening
I can’t hear a thing
Cause I’ve stopped listening

Every morning
Since I was born
It’s been hard to look in the mirror
And see my face for the horns

All the fun that the law allows
All the fun but with half the meaning
Come on over, I’ll show you how
If you lived here you’d be home by now
If you still lived here you’d be home now with me

I can’t hear a thing
Cause I’ve stopped listening
I can’t hear a thing
Cause I’ve stopped listening

Music Monday: Don’t Give Up on Me by Timbuk 3

A few years ago, I briefly did a feature I called “Lyric Thursday” where I’d post the lyrics to a song that I found interesting, inspirational, or just plain fun. I got lazy and stopped doing it, but lately, I’ve been listening to music much more (mainly because I’ve been spending so much more time in the car!), and I keep finding songs I want to share. With that in mind, today I’m starting Music Monday. I hope you enjoy it!

For my first entry, I’ve chosen a song by Timbuk 3, most famous for The Future’s So Bright, I Gotta Wear Shades. This song, however, isn’t nearly so well known, as it comes from one of their later and much less famous albums, Edge of Allegiance, which was released in 1989. I love Timbuk 3 for their incisive, amusing lyrics and their harmonies. This song isn’t one of their absolute best on the lyric front, but the reference to monkeys and Shakespeare makes me smile every time, and the refrain “Don’t give up on me,” is really speaking to me these days!

Don’t Give Up on Me
by Pat and Barbara MacDonald, copyright 1989

I’ve been a beggar, I’ve been a thief,
I’ve given you all kinds of grief.
I’ve been bad, but I’ll be good, you’ll see.
Oh baby, don’t give up on me.

You’ve been a prisoner for quite some time
Since I forced you into my life of crime
Just one more big one, and then we’ll be free.
Oh baby, don’t give up on me.

Your time’s not wasted, believe what I say.
Your big investment’s gonna pay off some day.

They say that a monkey in the right frame of mind
Given enough paper, and given enough time,
Is bound to type Shakespeare eventually.
Oh baby, don’t give up on me.

In the school of hard knocks, I’m the class clown.
The only thing I’m good at is fooling around.
But one more semester and I’ll have my degree.
Oh baby, don’t give up on me.
Oh baby, don’t give up on me.

This song is nowhere to be found on the internet as far as I can tell (at least not unless you have a subscription), so if you want to listen, click here.