(1431) This is Saturday [11] (1432)
Just as the steak is ready, and the greens, so I’m taking an inordinate amount of time over the tatties, coz I want them “just so”. Not large roasties, not diced, not chipped, not in oil but in butter and in half-slices … 2D tatties, done just so.
Just as those meals … steak, salmon, are worth the time and effort, just as a good woman is worth that time and effort, so this song must be just so and the way to that is slower slower slower.
And a thought suddenly entered the head (to keep the other thought company) … there’s a guy (American, so I can use the word “guy”) named Just-in Pettry, with a youtube channel (look him up or see below) and he does fave-song instrumentals. There are many (maybe 80%) I go straight past, skip over, but the 20% of my sort of song from the 50s to maybe the 90s, include gems such as:
- Evil ways
- On the road (Canned Heat)
- Louie Louie
- The night they drove old dixie down
- Ain’t got no home
- Little Latin Lupe Lu
- Running on empty
- Hair of the dog
- Feelin’ alright (Cocker)
- Do it again (Steely Dan, plus Beach Boys)
- Jet airliner
- 30 days in the hole (Humble Pie)
- Guess it doesn’t matter any more (Linda, Buddy)
- Gimme some lovin’ (Sutton Coldfield lads)
- Sharp dressed man
- Rock n Roll (Zep)
- Before the deluge
I was going to add Abracadabra but it’s occult, also The Joker but it has that wolf whistling … and sometimes the album cover itself was the killer … for example, the horrible pic of Joe Cockair in his death throes … pity, coz it has a great groove.
Sometimes, the instrumental version lent itself to someone else’s lyrics far better than the full version did … sometimes the opposite. So this selection biz ain’t easy … so many factors.
For example, if it’s going to be my statement to the world, it really must relate to my life in some way, past, present and future … so Jet airliner and Ain’t got no home are perfect for me, while Evil ways is a good look at present and future me, as in, “Gotta stop them … now!” Plus the music is great (Santana).
Then there are you chaps and chapesses, plus those behind the scenes … it has to be listenable to most (maybe not DAD, a baroque man). It can’t be about wimmin per se … it needs to be more about life in general. So you can maybe see that this is a yuge ask … but worth it if it works.
And of course … why blog on something so personal at all? That’s easy … to give readers ideas if they’ve not already had them. You could do this for yourselves you see. And we could even run them at UHC-WP, as posts.
Here’s one I might not use because of its smokin’ connotations. I took it up at 11, gave it up at 13. The other type of smokin’ was during that narrow window of student days when even being in the union building had everyone high.