The B-side of The Ferret Song (see last week) had a tune based on the middle part of one of John Philip Sousa’s marches, The Washington Post, and had a lyric which became typical of the Monty Python style since the song references a slew of philosophers and artists and also includes nods to popular culture as well as Shakespeare – all wrapped around an idea of the utmost silliness.
I really like the cleverness of the rhymes with the word tart, though.
John Cleese with the 1948 show choir: Rhubarb Tart Song
I woke up this morning to the news that Gerry Goffin has died.
In his collaborations with Carole King hewrote the lyrics to some of the most enduring popular songs from the 1960s. The list is stunning. At the end of the article in the link are songs he wrote with others.
His lyrics tended to be carefully worked out and belied the frothy nature of the productions of the era.
Look at the words of Will You Love Me Tomorrow. Their underlying poignancy was highlighted in King’s own version on her album, Tapestry.
Tonight you’re mine completely/You give your love so sweetly.
Tonight the light of love is in your eyes/But will you love me tomorrow?
Is this a lasting treasure/Or just a moment’s pleasure?
Can I believe the magic of your sighs?/Will you still love me tomorrow?
Tonight with words unspoken/You say that I’m the only one
But will my heart be broken/When the night meets the morning sun?
I’d like to know that your love/Is love I can be sure of.
So tell me now and I won’t ask again/Will you still love me tomorrow?
This, though, is the early 60s take by The Shirelles.
The Shirelles: Will you Love Me Tomorrow
And then there’s this:-
A little bit of freedom’s all we lack.
So catch me if you can I’m goin’ back.
Dusty Springfield: Goin’ Back
Gerald “Gerry” Goffin: 11/2/1939 – 19/6/2014. So it goes.
This is perhaps my favourite Stealers Wheel track.
It was never released as a single as far as I know and came from the third Stealers Wheel album Right or Wrong. By the time it appeared the group had long since ceased to exist and both its leading lights, Gerry Rafferty and Joe Egan, were no longer working together.
From the outside I would say that the lyric maybe says a lot about a West of Scotland RC upbringing.
When we were in Cockermouth earlier this year we were in an antique/junk shop where a radio was playing.
I was wandering round looking at items for sale vaguely listening, though the sound was quite muffled. On came the song below. I knew the correct words but for some reason when it came to the, “I’ll be home,” line I heard the next one as, “I’ll be your xylophone, waiting for you.”
It does make a weird kind of sense, though; as most misheard lyrics do.
The Foundations: Build Me Up Buttercup
The sound on this is from the record but the video was taken at a live gig, so goes on beyond the song.