Sinatra’s You Go To My Head from Nice & Easy.
G’head, go get yourself in a Love and Lust vacuum with someone from the Top Five list of people you very much shouldn’t have...intoxicating your soul with her eyes is fucking real.
Paul Simon’s Hearts & Bones
And if you had to pick one Paul Simon composition, it would baffle the best of us. Serious Paul Simon guy, picked up Hearts and Bones the day it came out back in the early eighties.
Dropped it on the turntable and didn’t get past track one for at least a half hour. If you’ve ever been divorced, the song brings you there. It’s still mesmerizing, along with the gorgeous, understated guitar playing, quietly sneaking around as the bed of this inspired piece of music. At some point, of course I got to Cars are Cars to sober you up a little. I have some pretty good seats for Paul at Forest Hills Stadium this week. I’m going to see him as much as I can while I can.
Joe Jackson’s Stepping Out. First serious girl and I stepped out four to five nights every week- while New Wave was cresting. We saw every one of the Bands in those years. We got high, we drank, we drove and we danced all over lower Manhattan when it was still cool, still open all night and still free to park almost anywhere. Manhattan was still Magic. We were big Joe Jackson fans and while this was a sweeter and more ’Poppy’ sentiment from Joe, who I’ll also be seeing- next week in Connecticut somewhere, threw this out there at the crest of what we were doing and in that moment life couldn’t have been better, Love couldn’t have been better and the future was open and limitless in that moment. I was going to be a painter and she was going to work in Couture.
I became a salesman and she married rich. Smart, pretty and charming girls can do that. Be that as it may, a little piece of 18 or 19 along with a little and certain piece of those breathless nights still exist when this song plays. The songs of your life..yes?
I have a lot of these when you get to thinking about it. My life is still about music everyday. This is a fun one. My best friend cousin and I saw Elvis at the Nassau Coliseum in 1975. We had horrible seats and midway through the show we had the balls too bring ourselves down closer to the floor somewhere or the bottom of the arena. We were parked on some steps 50, maybe 75 feet away from Elvis. An unforgettable vision too magnificent for mere mortal eyes. He went to the piano and he did this. I had no idea he ever even sat at a piano. After this, we were chased and we spent the rest of the show just trying to find a good spot.
https://youtu.be/7qohASZLxgc?is=3a94G1thqb_VtWvq
This was fun, I’m running out of power but I’ll be back with one or two more if you can handle one or two more.
