Down
the Lyrical Highway
(Reprise)
Blasts
from the Past
It's
been a while...
When
I last wrote here, this past October, Bob Dylan had just been awarded
the Nobel Prize for literature. This momentous occasion inspired me
to share my bittersweet musical experiences and my fondness for
lyrics. I had fully intended to follow up that post with a few
lists, sharing some of my favorite musical artists from a lyrical
perspective. I'll do it when Bob makes his Nobel acceptance speech,
I thought. He didn't. He wrote a short thank-you note to the award
committee which was read at the Nobel banquet in December by the U.S.
Ambassador to Sweden.* I'll do it when Bob gives the obligatory
Nobel Laureate lecture, I thought. According to the Nobel Foundation
statutes, the Nobel Laureates are required "to give a lecture on
a subject connected with the work for which the prize has been
awarded". The lecture should be given before, or no later than
six months after, the Nobel Prize Award Ceremony. With no sign of
the lecture, and living the free spirit, non-disciplined, unscheduled
life of a relatively recent retiree, I let time slip away from me. I
recently read that Dylan, in his unique style, got his laureate
lecture in just under the wire, recording a video lecture on June 4.
Now I was the procrastinator. When I saw that June 21 would be World
Music Day, I knew the time had come for my stroll down the lyrical
highway...
My
music awareness grew up in the 1960s. For some odd reason, my
brother and I always got record albums in our Easter baskets. The
Who's Tommy,
Simon
and Garfunkel's Sounds
of Silence
and
Bridge Over Troubled Water,
and Crosby, Stills, Nash and Young's Deja
Vu all
made their appearance surrounded by chocolate rabbits and jelly
beans. Though I would listen to most of the classic folk and rock
music of the 60s and early 70s – the Beatles, the Rolling Stones,
Eric Clapton in his many manifestations, the Byrds, Peter, Paul and
Mary, Judy Collins – the five below are the ones that have stood
the test of time for me, my favorites for lyrics, storytelling and
what little melody I can absorb:
- Paul Simon. Though I got every Simon and Garfunkel record that came out, Sounds of Silence, Parsley, Sage, Rosemary and Thyme, Wednesday Morning 3 AM, and Bridge Over Troubled Water are my favorites. “Bridge Over Troubled Water” remains my all-time favorite song. When Paul and Art went their separate ways, I continued to acquire each of their solo albums. While Art made wonderful recordings of other people's songs, Paul continued to write and record original material. His solo albums are almost all wonderful. (I could have done without Songs from the Capeman. Creepy...) Graceland, an 80s masterpiece, shows up on lists of the best record album(s) of all time. Paul Simon continues to write clever, thoughtful lyrics, still releasing albums on a regular basis. They are not always “great” albums (CDs? MP3s?), but they always have a few great songs on them.
I
am just a poor boy
Though
my story's seldom told
I
have squandered my resistance
For
a pocketful of mumbles
Such
are promises
All
lies and jest
Still,
a man hears what he wants to hear
And
disregards the rest
-
From “The Boxer”
For
reasons I cannot explain
There's
some part of me wants to see
Graceland
And
I may be obliged to defend
Every
love, every ending
Or
maybe there's no obligations now
Maybe
I've a reason to believe
We
all will be received
In
Graceland
-
From “Graceland”
- Neil Young. I was a fan of the 1960s Buffalo Springfield and Crosby, Stills, and Nash, two groups that reshuffled some of their musicians and songwriters. When former Buffalo Springfield singer/songwriter/musician Neil Young was added to Crosby, Stills, and Nash, I was hooked on his songs. This turned out to be a very good thing – though he denies it, I ended up marrying one of the foremost authorities on Neil Young and his music. I acquired Neil's solo music as it came along – After the Gold Rush and Harvest being two of my early favorites – but I married a man who made it unnecessary for me to acquire any more – he did the acquiring. I don't know how many Neil Young recordings are actually in this house. My husband has more versions of “Cortez the Killer” alone than I can count. (Seriously...) Neil is another prolific artist whose voice has aged well and still writes and records on a regular basis. And he isn't afraid to try something new. He's had his country period, even his techno period. (Vocoder fans, anyone?) He's also fond of rerecording his older songs, putting a new sound to them. Dreamin' Man is a great collection, unplugged recordings of previously electric songs that take on a different vibe with the acoustic sound. Rumor has it Neil has so much unreleased music that if he were to die today, his estate could continue putting out albums at a regular rate for decades to come. Interesting facts about Neil (I'm living with the foremost authority, remember?): Neil is part of a group that owns Lionel Trains. Obsessed with sound, he's responsible for the realistic train whistle on their model train locomotives. He and his (now ex-) wife are also responsible for thirty years of very successful (think Paul McCartney, Bruce Springsteen, Arcade Fire, Bob Dylan as acts...) fundraising concerts for the Bridge School, a school for special needs kids that he and his wife started for their special needs son.
Love
lost, such a cost,
Give
me things
that
don't get lost.
Like
a coin that won't get tossed
Rolling
home to you.
-
From “Old Man”
It
ain't an honor to be on TV
And
it ain't a duty either
The
only good thing about TV
Is
shows like 'Leave it to Beaver'
Shows
with love and affection
Like
mama used to say
A
little Mayberry livin'
Can
go a long way"
-
From “Grandpa's
Interview” (Greendale)
- Bob Dylan: Though his voice has not aged as well as Paul's or Neil's (Some might say it was never very good.), he continues to record and perform on what has been called “The Never Ending Tour”, playing at venues of all sizes for much of each year – since 1988(!) Like Neil, he's not afraid to try new things. Starting out as a folk singer, then going electric, going through a Christian recording phase, writing country, blues and torch songs, he is constantly reinventing himself – well, at least, his music. I liked his early folk period, but my two favorite albums are from the mid 70s – Desire and Blood on the Tracks. His songs have been widely covered since early in his career. Some (probably the same “some” as above) might say that anyone sings a Dylan song better than Dylan himself. Chimes of Freedom, a collection of 76 songs written by Bob Dylan, but recorded by a who's who of well-known singers and musicians of the past forty years as a fundraiser celebrating fifty years of Amnesty International is worth a listen. It contains a great variety of Dylan's musical periods, and the famous artists each give their own unique styles to his lyrics.
She
lit a burner on the stove and offered me a pipe
"I
thought you'd never say hello" she said
"You
look like the silent type"
Then
she opened up a book of poems
And
handed it to me
Written
by an Italian poet
From
the fifteenth century
And
every one of them words rang true
And
glowed like burning coal
Pouring
off of every page
Like
it was written in my soul from me to you
-
From “Tangled Up in
Blue”
A
self-ordained professor's tongue
Too
serious to fool
Spouted
out that liberty
Is
just equality in school
"Equality,"
I spoke the word
As
if a wedding vow
Ah,
but I was so much older then
I'm
younger than that now.
-
From “My Back Pages”
-
Joni Mitchell: Though I was only a moderate fan back in her heyday, I've come to appreciate Joni's vocal soprano gymnastics in the years since. Her lyrics and melodies are uniquely frenetic. Unfortunately, her voice has not aged well, and her later recordings do not sound like the early Joni. Health issues in recent years have forced her into retirement. But her collection of songs from the late 60s into the 80s are worth revisiting again and again. I don't have a favorite single album, Joni Mitchell being the only artist on this list that I search out the greatest hits collection to hear her music. She had a few great songs off of each of a dozen or so albums over a fifteen year period.
But
now old friends are acting strange
They
shake their heads, they say I've changed
Well
something's lost, but something's gained
In
living every day
I've
looked at life from both sides now
From
win and lose and still somehow
It's
life's illusions I recall
I
really don't know life at all
- From
“Both Sides Now
And
the seasons they go round and round
And
the painted ponies go up and down
We're
captive on the carousel of time
We
can't return we can only look
Behind
from where we came
And
go round and round and round
In
the circle game
-
From "The Circle Game"
- Billy Joel: Yeah, I know, he's not quite in the same category as Paul, Neil, Bob and Joni, but I fell in love with his Piano Man album as a junior in college and have been a fan ever since. When I found out he was a Long Islander, like me, I liked him even better. (Besides, the cover photo on his first album, Cold Spring Harbor, reminds me of my brother, though my brother has aged more gently...) I find his lyrics Long Island-y at times, a good thing, he holds his own with Paul, Neil and Bob when it comes to storytelling, and there is something about the piano as the primary instrument that allows me to “hear” the melody better. Piano Man, The Stranger, and Turnstiles are my favorite albums. Though his voice is strong and has aged well, and he continues to tour, he hasn't really released any new music since 1993. The reason? According to Joel, he just doesn't have anything new to say. He enjoys the performing and the touring, but he feels he has said everything lyrically he had to say. Unlike Paul, Neil and Bob, who obviously feel they have more yet to say, Billy Joel knows, rightfully or wrongfully, when to stop, and has. But I really did, and still do, enjoy what he had to say.
Well
we all have a face
That
we hide away forever
And
we take them out and show ourselves
When
everyone has gone
Some
are satin some are steel
Some
are silk and some are leather
They're
the faces of the stranger
But
we love to try them on
- From
The Stranger
In
the middle of the night
I
go walking in my sleep
Through
the valley of fear
To
a river so deep
And
I've been searching for something
Taken
out of my soul
Something
I would never lose
Something
somebody stole
- From
River of Dreams
These
are the last words I have to say
That's
why this took so long to write
There
will be other words some other day
But
that's the story of my life
- From
Famous Last Words
Next:
Words
of Worship, Words of Truth
*Hear
or read his acceptance note here:
https://www.nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/2016/dylan-speech.html
**Hear
or read his laureate lecture here:
https://www.nobelprize.org/nobel_prizes/literature/laureates/2016/dylan-lecture.html
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