Madeleine Peyroux: The Kind You Can’t Afford

Don’t stress out over gifts.

Madeleine Peyroux – The Kind You Can’t Afford
Written by Madeleine Peyroux and Bill Wyman
from ‘Standing On The Rooftop’
released 26 May 2011

You got palatial mansions,
I got rented flat.
You got Persian kittens,
I got tabby cat.

You got art collections,
I got comic books.
You use plastic surgery,
I stay the way I look.

You travel private jet,
I stand by overnight.
You romance with chandeliers,
I use candlelight

Chorus:
But there’s one thing I got more
When I’m rich, you’re poor
It’s that real good lovin’,
The kind you can’t afford.

While you’re enjoying banquets,
I’m eating café snacks.
You’re in designer clothing,
I’m in plastic Macs.

Sippin’ on a Napolean Brandy?
I’m slinging a can of beer.
Packing matching luggage?
I’m mostly staying here.

Your educated accent
might beat the local slang.
Don’t bet your staff and servants
Against my backstreet gang.

(Chorus)

Your dinner jacket’s and ballroom gown’s
No warmer than my jeans.
Caviar?
No more filling than a can of beans.

Go to your classic concerts,
I’ll be with the local band.
Keep your brand-new everything,
I’ll keep my second hand.

In your fitted bathroom,
I got my water tap.
You think I’m full of envy?
I think you’re full of crap.

(Chorus)

It’s the kind you can’t afford
… a certain kind …

The stocks and shares
I got savin’ stamps
You feed the wealthy
I feed the local tramps

Cruising in a new Mercedes?
I’m broke down in a Ford.
You’re on a yacht,
I’m on a surfing board.

Joy. I’m done

I’m done. The book is done, as far as I am concerned. It’s off to the printers on 18 December. Oh, joy. Now I’m ready for Christmas.

Tracey Thorn: Joy
From: Tinsel and Lights (2012)

When someone very dear
Calls you with the words “Everything’s all clear”
That’s what you want to hear
But you know it might be different in the new year

That’s why,that’s why we hang the lights so high
Joy, joy, joy, joy,
You loved it as a kid,
and now you need it more than you ever did
It’s because of the dark, we see the beauty in the spark

That’s why, that’s why the carols make you cry
Joy, joy, joy, joy Joy, joy,joy
Tinsel on the tree, yes I see
The holly on the door, like before
The candles in the gloom, light the room
The Sally Army band, yes I understand

So light the winds of fire,
and watch as the flames grow higher
We’ll gather up our fears
And face down all the coming years
All that they destroy
And in their face we throw our
Joy, joy, joy, joy

It’s why, we hang the lights so high
And gaze at the glow of silver birches in the snow
Because of the dark, we see the beauty in the spark
We must be alright, if we could make up Christmas night.

Donald Fagan: Snowbound

Big storm Xaver over Northern Germany is announcing it’s winter. I’ve just moved all the plants indoors and tied things down. Hoping for snow.
“Snowbound” (1993) from Fagan’s second solo album Kamakiriad continues the concept story, a road trip sometime in the future. The song describes being in a city in winter weather with bad road conditions, and is all about how fun it is to party when the sky reflects the lights, and how very cozy it gets indoors (‘Let’s sleep in today!’). The video is by Michel Gondry. – Drive safely!

Donald Fagen – Snowbound

SNOWBOUND

Chorus:
Snowbound
Let’s sleep in today
Wake me up
When the wolves come out to play
Heat up
These white nights
We’re gonna turn this town
Into a city of lights

At Nervous Time
We roll downtown
We’ve got scenes to crash
We’re gonna trick and trash
We’re gonna find some fun
We hit the street
With visors down
With our thermasuits
Sealed up tight
We can beat the freeze
And get saved tonight
Let’s stop off at the Metroplex
That little dancer’s got some style
Yes she’s the one I’ll be waiting for
At the stage door

Chorus

We take the tube
To Club Hi Ho
It’s about deadspace
It’s a marketplace
And a party house too
Something new
From Charlie Tokyo
It’s a kind of pyramid
With a human heart
Beating in an ion grid
A critic grabs us
And says without a smile
The work seduces us with light
Eviva laughs and we step out
Into the blue-white night

Chorus

We sail our icecats on the frozen river
Some loser fires off a flare, amen
For seven seconds it’s like Christmas day
And then it’s dark again
And then it’s dark again

Chorus

Joe South: The Games People Play

Thanks to Chris’s comment I listened to Joe South’s song ‘Games People Play’ (1968) and spent time thinking about its lyrics (below). Here’s also Cajun original version to dance to. We love the bass player.

Oh the games people play
every night and every day
Never meaning what they say
never saying what they mean

Well, they wile away the hours
In their ivory towers
Till they’re covered up with flowers
In the back of a black limousine

(Laden da laden da la da
Laden da laden da la da)
I’m talkin’ ’bout you and me
and the games people play

Well, we make one another cry
Break a heart then we say goodbye
Cross our hearts and we hope to die
That the other one’s to blame.

But neither one will ever give in
So we gaze at an eight by ten
Thinkin’ ’bout the things that might have been
It’s a dirty rotten shame

People walking up to you
singing Glory Hallelujah
Then they try to sock it to you
in the name of the Lord

They’re going to teach you how to meditate
read your horoscope and cheat your faith
and further more to hell with hate
Come on, get on the ball

Look around and tell me what you see
What’s happened to you and me
God grant me the serenity
To remember who I am.

‘Cause you’ve given up your sanity
For your pride and your vanity
Turn your back on humanity
When you don’t give a damn

The Cajun song the melody comes from is Tit Galop Pour Mamou. The Barefoot Movement explain the lyrics.

Eva / Louis: What a wonderful world

My favorite rendition of this classic of 1967/68 is Eva Cassidy’s last performance at the Bayou. Did you know the message was political? I was thinking of her music this past weekend, when we had the second half of our intercultural train the trainer course with Judith Mader and Rudi Camerer of ELC, and I presented the local culture of Washington, DC featuring Eva Cassidy and Chuck Brown.

What A Wonderful World
by Bob Thiele, George David Weiss
first recorded by Louis Armstrong, released 1967

I see trees of green, red roses too
I see them bloom for me and for you
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

I see skies of blue, clouds of white
Bright blessed days, dark sacred nights
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

The colors of a rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are also on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying, how do you do
They’re really saying, I love you.

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more than I’ll never know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world

The colors of a rainbow, so pretty in the sky
Are there on the faces of people going by
I see friends shaking hands saying, how do you do
They’re really saying I love you.

I hear babies cry, I watch them grow
They’ll learn much more
Than I’ll ever know
And I think to myself, what a wonderful world
Yes I think to myself, what a wonderful world.

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Space Oddity/ Chris Hadfield

Commander Chris Hadfield, the Canadian astronaut, returned home on 14 May. He rerecorded David Bowie’s Space Oddity in flight… and describes the landing.


David Bowie
(and Chris Hadfield’s changes)

Ground control to Major Tom
Ground control to Major Tom
Take your protein pills (lock your Soyuz hatch) and put your helmet on
Ground control to Major Tom
Commencing countdown, engines on
Check ignition (Detach from station) and may God’s love be with you

This is ground control to Major Tom, you’ve really made the grade
And the papers want to know whose shirts you wear
Now it’s time to leave (guide) the capsule if you dare

This is major Tom to ground control, I’m stepping through the door (I’ve left forever more)
And I’m floating in a most peculiar way
And the stars look very different today
Here am I sitting in a tin can far above the world
Planet Earth is blue and there’s nothing I can do (left to do)

Though I’m past (I’ve flown) one hundred thousand miles, I’m feeling very still
And I think my spaceship knows which way to go
(and before too long I know it’s time to go)
Tell my wife I love her very much, she knows
(a commander comes back to Earth and knows)
Ground control to Major Tom,
your circuit’s dead, there’s something wrong
(the time is near, it’s not too long)
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you hear me, Major Tom?
Can you…
Here am I sitting in my tin can far above the Moon (a last glimpse of the world)
Planet Earth is blue and there’s nothing I can do (left to do)

Come, wanton spring!

This has been the coldest spring on record. They say temperatures are going up to 9 degrees this week. Come, wanton spring!

Talk Talk – April 5th

from The Colour of Spring, 1985/6

Here she comes
Silence in her sound
Here she comes
Fresh upon the ground
Come gentle spring
Come at winter’s end
Gone is the pallor from a promise that’s nature’s gift
Waiting for the colour of spring
Let me breathe
Let me breathe the colour of spring
Here she comes
Laughter in her kiss
Here she comes
Shame upon her lips
Come wanton spring
Come for birth you live
Youth takes its bow before the summer the seasons bring
Waiting for the colour of spring
Let me
Let me breathe
Let me breathe you
Let me breathe
Let me breathe you
Let me breathe

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