Five songs of extraordinary whiteness
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hazelkThe man who got away - Judy Garland
The older less funny Judy. This song comes right at the beginning of A Star is Born when her character is supposed to be a complete ingénue, on the cusp (although she doesn’t know it) of a brilliant new career. This song makes no sense here. It’s the ultimate paean to lost chances in life
The night is bitter The stars have lost their glitter…
That great beginning Has seen its final inning
The road gets rougher. It's lonelier and tougher
Never mind the romance, here’s Dorothy’s lament for the crazy game her own life became on the other side of the rainbow.
Sympathy for the devil – The Rolling Stones
Was always more of a Beatles fan back in the day. Yellow Submarine the ultimate playground anthem. Where this. Wasn’t.
All Stones songs are trying to be the same one really but this is my favourite attempt. The devil as an underfed grammar school boy in a frock. Estuarine sneer. Sir Mick such a reactionary even then. Apart from the obligatory Blitzkrieg mention, every naughty little thing he can imagine is an attack on the monarchy in one form or another. F---ing hippies.
Carnival – Siouxsie and the Banshees
Round and round and round we go. Carnival/carnivore/Kali-vore. Something wicked this way comes and a nice little segue into old school carousel before the end.
Nothing but flowers – Talking Heads
From the world music album. Exploitative but still good. And appropriately imagines a post-apocalyptic rural paradise turning out to be no fun at all.
I miss the honky tonks, Dairy Queens and 7-Elevens
Poor little greenies
Hung up – Madonna
It was around the time Desperately Seeking Susan came out. There was a throwaway comment in one of the reviews to the effect that she wasn’t a beautiful woman but still had the kind of face that you’d be inevitably drawn to when blown up to billboard proportions. I hadn't really thought about her before then, except to think she tried too hard, but somehow the idea took hold. Sneaking into the back of record shops to pretend not to be looking at the calendars. People finding out and buying me a copy of that Sex book for my birthday. ….Well good to hear the old girl’s still got what it takes.
The older less funny Judy. This song comes right at the beginning of A Star is Born when her character is supposed to be a complete ingénue, on the cusp (although she doesn’t know it) of a brilliant new career. This song makes no sense here. It’s the ultimate paean to lost chances in life
The night is bitter The stars have lost their glitter…
That great beginning Has seen its final inning
The road gets rougher. It's lonelier and tougher
Never mind the romance, here’s Dorothy’s lament for the crazy game her own life became on the other side of the rainbow.
Sympathy for the devil – The Rolling Stones
Was always more of a Beatles fan back in the day. Yellow Submarine the ultimate playground anthem. Where this. Wasn’t.
All Stones songs are trying to be the same one really but this is my favourite attempt. The devil as an underfed grammar school boy in a frock. Estuarine sneer. Sir Mick such a reactionary even then. Apart from the obligatory Blitzkrieg mention, every naughty little thing he can imagine is an attack on the monarchy in one form or another. F---ing hippies.
Carnival – Siouxsie and the Banshees
Round and round and round we go. Carnival/carnivore/Kali-vore. Something wicked this way comes and a nice little segue into old school carousel before the end.
Nothing but flowers – Talking Heads
From the world music album. Exploitative but still good. And appropriately imagines a post-apocalyptic rural paradise turning out to be no fun at all.
I miss the honky tonks, Dairy Queens and 7-Elevens
Poor little greenies
Hung up – Madonna
It was around the time Desperately Seeking Susan came out. There was a throwaway comment in one of the reviews to the effect that she wasn’t a beautiful woman but still had the kind of face that you’d be inevitably drawn to when blown up to billboard proportions. I hadn't really thought about her before then, except to think she tried too hard, but somehow the idea took hold. Sneaking into the back of record shops to pretend not to be looking at the calendars. People finding out and buying me a copy of that Sex book for my birthday. ….Well good to hear the old girl’s still got what it takes.
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Date: 2005-11-23 10:17 am (UTC)Oh yes. I never realised that before.
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Date: 2005-11-23 11:00 pm (UTC)