Laissez les bons temps rouler

This song was produced by Roy Thomas Baker, who also produced most of the Queen albums. You can really hear his influence on the harmonies.

Full lyrics HERE.

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Luxury

I think I’m so educated and I’m so civilized
‘Cause I’m a strict vegetarian
But with the over-population and inflation and starvation
And the crazy politicians
I don’t feel safe in this world no more
I don’t want to die in a nuclear war
I want to sail away to a distant shore and make like an apeman

In man’s evolution he’s created the city and the motor traffic rumble
But give me half a chance and I’d be taking off my clothes
And living in the jungle
‘Cause the only time that I feel at ease
Is swinging up and down in a coconut tree
Oh what a life of luxury to be like an apeman…

Full lyrics HERE.

Play it sweetly…

Full lyrics HERE.

You would assume, after listening to this song, that it must have leaped into the composer’s head almost as a completed whole.  The lyrics, melody, and soaring instrumental solo fit together so seamlessly that it’s hard to imagine they weren’t conjoined with one another from conception.

But they weren’t.

Carole King composed the melody then handed it to David Palmer, who wrote the lyrics.  Saxaphonist Tom Scott added the solo during recording.

(The “Jazzman” who inspired the song was rumored to be Curtis Amy, who played with King on her breakthrough album Tapestry.)

I don’t want to fade away…

Full lyrics HERE.

I used to be afraid I’d fade away.  I didn’t want to be the face in the yearbook that seemed vaguely familiar, a gauzy memory of the weird kid who didn’t want to recite the Pledge of Allegiance.

I’m not afraid of that anymore.  Everybody fades away.

Consider Alexander the Great.  You know the name, you might have a vague idea that what made him “Great” was  that he invaded a lot of places a Very Long Time Ago.  But do you really know him?

Do you know the goofy things he did when he was in love?  Do you know what made him laugh, the stories he liked to tell, what his favorite breakfast was, how long he cried when his mother died?

Nope.  He faded away.

Consider more recent history.  Can you name the first seven Presidents of the United States?  Probably not, and least not without effort- but they were very big in their time.  (As an aside, I bet you can name the seven castaways on Gilligan’s Island, and you’ve probably already started singing that little jingle in your head to jog your memory.)

So anyway, everybody fades away.  You might find fame for a generation or two, but that’s about all- and that’s a lot of work for a reward you mostly won’t even be around for.

So I’d suggest you just sing a song, dance a dance, kiss your girl, and enjoy what we have right now.

It’s more than enough.