… come things to give us pause.
It’s pretty obvious from the cranked up pace we go at here at Unherdables that something is driving us on … which is why the two songs below are quite at odds with that frenetic tone … and yet they had great meaning for me “back in the day”.
Just as I wrote that now, Lord T sent an mp4 which is an AI version of the Trump-Zelensky exchange, at odds, in itself, with the said songs below. And even the songs are at odds within themselves … I for one do not really like country music anyway as a genre, so how come I play so much of it?
Answer is it’s human … all about human folly, emptiness, unrequited love, misery … and my politics and yours are simple … for people to make a life for themselves without being lied to or the govt and left stealing from us to give to the feckless … plus we are for those who are real, not pretend victims. Pretty simple politics, when shorn of right and left designations.
The ten year periods which impact me most now were 1922 to 32, 1955 to 65, then the 1970s. The latter saw quite an experimental age arise, plus the start of the western destruction and I was coming of age just then, going to the concerts, tearing down highways, motorways, doing whatever was going.
Why do I not like these songs below? Too soft for mine, too womanly, too regular in verse, plus I do not like Henley and Frey, how they act(ed) towards anyone, plus their version of Desperado has that annoying drum BANG in what’s meant to be BANG a poignant ballad BANG that the sound engineer BANG needs taking away and garotting.
So the version of Desperado to post could not be the badly mixed Eagles version but had to be between Linda Ronstadt and Karen Carpenter. And yet Karen Carpenter gets the words wrong in her version, these being Linda R’s:
At least it needed to be sung by a woman … a man would not look at another man and talk that way … so let’s say she’d like him to settle down with her … that makes more sense.
In mentioning that these songs meant a lot to me, personally … again it does not mean the lyrics necessarily apply to me … for a start, I’m no desperado, just relentless, pressing on at pace, keeping my distance … also no regrets over the way things went … we reap what we sow, don’t we, and there’ve been lovely times, moments along the way … at times even part of noteworthy history … a worthwhile journey.
Think we need to stop with this regret, victimhood thing … we made choices, some things did not work out … there ya go. And the disasters have not stopped either … more coming up in summer. Face them as they come, together with a prayer or two.
The second song has an attached story in RL … a young guy (nice fella too by the way) trying to insinuate his way with my gal, gave her the album, she didn’t like it and gave it to me … there are some nice songs on it. Chris Isaac is too spivvy for mine, coiffed hair etc., ladies melting before him … yet this song has meaning for me because of the sigma nature of the subject in it, plus I count myself lucky too in the way he got lucky:
Back to the Eagles and:
Oh yes indeed … they have … they still are right at this moment, even at this site … got nuffink to complain about … but we do have a fight on our hands as you know … so be it.