Jukebox
Let’s talk about the best music for the pie shop. (We want silence on the driving range, people. Just the beautiful knock of the balls being smacked into flight.)
What’s on the jukebox?
Last modified on 2008-09-15 19:32:52 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
As I have mentioned, the morning guy says “no” to Dixie Chicks, but I do like the girls, and sometimes I find that I have bits of “A Home” stuck in my head, especially the line, “Not a night goes by that I don’t go wandering in the house that might have been a home.”
Then again, just as often I might want a little bit of Tom Waits’ singing about The Heart of Saturday Night.
What would you like to hear? Does the time of day matter? The flavor of the pies?
Click on the comments link to chime in.
Mississippi
Last modified on 2008-11-20 04:01:38 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
I haven’t had any particular song stuck in my head for a while, but tonight I found myself repeating lyrics from Bob Dylan’s Mississippi out on the driving range. I can’t say that it helped or hurt me, but when I got back inside I did stop to listen to a few different versions. The lines that kept rolling around tonight were:
I was raised in the country, I been workin’ in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
I don’t really know why those surfaced, except that this past week, I do feel like I’ve been in a bit of trouble, and haven’t really understood why. As far as I know, all I did was to set my suitcase down. Well, sometimes that happens to us all. I’m saddened by the folks who have gone on the defensive around me. I suspect this is the sad effect of that waning gibbous moon that I keep warning you about.
Anyway, here’s a video of Bob Dylan. If you stop in at the Pie Shop, you’ll see we have the Dixie Chicks version on the jukebox, but this is the one I’m hearing tonight. I’d forgotten about another line, “I’m going to look at you until my eyes goes blind.” Ah, yes. Once I felt that way about my ex-husband Pretty Boy Boyd, but that was a long time ago.
As I look at the lyrics to this song, I’ve got to say, I love them all: “Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow. Things should start to get interesting right about now.”
http://www.bobdylan.com/#/songs/mississippi
Mississippi
Every step of the way we walk the line
Your days are numbered, so are mine
Time is pilin’ up, we struggle and we scrape
We’re all boxed in, nowhere to escape
City’s just a jungle, more games to play
Trapped in the heart of it, trying to get away
I was raised in the country, I been workin’ in the town
I been in trouble ever since I set my suitcase down
Got nothing for you, I had nothing before
Don’t even have anything for myself anymore
Sky full of fire, pain pourin’ down
Nothing you can sell me, I’ll see you around
All my powers of expression and thoughts so sublime
Could never do you justice in reason or rhyme
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well, the devil’s in the alley, mule’s in the stall
Say anything you wanna, I have heard it all
I was thinkin’ about the things that Rosie said
I was dreaming I was sleeping in Rosie’s bed
Walking through the leaves, falling from the trees
Feeling like a stranger nobody sees
So many things that we never will undo
I know you’re sorry, I’m sorry too
Some people will offer you their hand and some won’t
Last night I knew you, tonight I don’t
I need somethin’ strong to distract my mind
I’m gonna look at you ’til my eyes go blind
Well I got here following the southern star
I crossed that river just to be where you are
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Well my ship’s been split to splinters and it’s sinking fast
I’m drownin’ in the poison, got no future, got no past
But my heart is not weary, it’s light and it’s free
I’ve got nothin’ but affection for all those who’ve sailed with me
Everybody movin’ if they ain’t already there
Everybody got to move somewhere
Stick with me baby, stick with me anyhow
Things should start to get interesting right about now
My clothes are wet, tight on my skin
Not as tight as the corner that I painted myself in
I know that fortune is waitin’ to be kind
So give me your hand and say you’ll be mine
Well, the emptiness is endless, cold as the clay
You can always come back, but you can’t come back all the way
Only one thing I did wrong
Stayed in Mississippi a day too long
Copyright ©1997 Special Rider Music
Music to Eat Humble Pie By
Last modified on 2008-11-08 05:14:59 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
I know, I know. You were expecting something by the rock group “Humble Pie,” but that’s not the mood I want here.
Try this Craig Wilson version of “Sorry seems to be the hardest word,” instead.
Mixtape from http://favtape.com/search/sorry word craig wilson
Halloween Music
Last modified on 2008-11-08 05:22:06 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
I’m feeling just a little bad that I was out of town and missed Halloween at The Swing Barn last night. I had a call from Sue Ten this morning, but she was somewhat vague about exactly what had taken place over there. I’m guessing movies on the side of the wall, orange beer, and a lot of fake blood for Sparkle Junior to clean up yet. Possibly some real blood, too.
The Morning Guy left me a note to say he’ll be gone on vacation for a couple of days, too, so I won’t be able to get much information out of him, but what else is new? A few of the regulars — including yours truly — had a pool going, betting on whether or not he’d hang in here for the whole week.
I won, but just barely. I said he’d make it until 6:30 on Friday night, and I drove in at 6:35, just in time to see the taillight of his motorcycle as he headed home. I didn’t even have the chance to tell him that I’d found a replacement for my orange bra that disappeared from my luggage, somewhere between Florida and Havana.
All that aside, I do have one nice piece of fun to share with you. Take a look at www.favtape.com some time when you’re on the search for an elusive tune or performer, and try your luck.
I just typed in “halloween” and came up with this whole list, good to go and ready to play: A few tunes for Halloween.
Enjoy!
Dave Dobbyn: “Slice of Heaven”
Last modified on 2008-10-20 16:42:45 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
According to YouTube, this song is New Zealand’s second national anthem. No wonder I get along with Kiwis so well.
The Best Photos are the Ones I Never Took
Last modified on 2008-10-15 23:19:31 GMT. 1 comment. Top.
I had an interesting talk with Little Peach about this concept, and how I feel that some pictures cannot be captured by a camera, but are better left in one’s mind. She disagreed, and said she felt she could have and would have taken the shots. I don’t know. I think the camera can be too much of a wall, and I’d rather have the closeness of your magic rubbing up against mine, no molecules in between.
Here are three that I did not take:
(1) Just a glimpse into an apartment as we walk from the Malacon back to Marti Square. The lighting is dim, like in one of Paul Strand’s WPA photos of Appalachia or the Dust Bowl. The living room is illuminated only by an old television, and an even older man sits in dark pants and bright white tee-shirt, watching some show in Spanish with a little boy on his lap, ignoring the press of people walking by.
(2) Stopping by the corner of a church, I want to be blessed by a huge black woman, all in white lace, smoking a monstrous cigar. I have no time for a full reading of her cards so I just give her my coin and ask to be blessed. She does as I ask and laughs, slipping that cigar back into her pink toothless mouth. I can still see the red backs of the cards laid out among all that white. I can still smell the spritz of lavender on my hair and hands.
(3) Little Peach and I are riding on the top of the “hop on, hop off bus,” sipping our beers. She is letting her hair fly back as we cruise the roadway across from the Morro Castle. She’s singing a little “Soul sister, go sister,” but she doesn’t know the words. I sing them for her: “Voulez-vous couchez avec moi, cette soir,” and she confesses she does not know what they mean, which makes me laugh with delight. “Hey, Joe, you want to give it a go?” And then we both sing, raising our bottles of Bucanero beer on our way down the Malacon at night.
Mixtape from http://favtape.com/search/Christina Aguilera vs Lady Marmalade
Here are the lyrics from the Christine Aguilera version:
Lil’ kim:
Where’s all mah soul sistas
Lemme hear ya’ll flow sistas
Mya:
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, flow sista
Hey sista, go sista, soul sista, go sista
Mya:
He met Marmalade down IN old Moulin Rouge
Struttin’ her stuff on the street
She said, “Hello, hey Jo, you wanna give it a go?” Oh! uh huh
Chorus:
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (Hey hey hey)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here)
Mocha Chocalata ya ya (oh yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Lil’ Kim:
What What, What what
Mya:
ooh oh
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir
Voulez vous coucher avec moi
Lil’ Kim: yea yea yea yea
Pink: He sat in her boudoir while she freshened up
Boy drank all that Magnolia wine
All her black satin sheets, suede’s, dark greens
yeah
Chorus:
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da-da-da)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (here ohooh yea yeah)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir, what what what)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi
Lil’ Kim:
yea yea uh
He come through with the money and the garter bags
I let him know we bout that cake straight up the gate uh
We independent women, some mistake us for whores
I’m sayin‘, why spend mine when I can spend yours
Disagree? Well that’s you and I’m sorry
Imma keep playing these cats out like Atari
Wear ideal shoes get love from the dudes
4 bad ass chicks from the Moulin Rouge
hey sistas, soul sistas, betta get that dough sistas
We drink wine with diamonds in the glass
bottle case the meaning of expensive taste
if you wanna Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya
Mocha Chocalate-a what?
Real Lady Marmalade
One more time C’mon now
Marmalade… Lady Marmalade… Marmalade…
Christina:
hey Hey Hey!
Touch of her skin feeling silky smooth
color of cafe au lait alright
Made the savage beast inside roar until he cried,
More-more-more
Pink:
Now he’s back home doin’ 9 to 5
Mya:
Sleepin’ the grey flannel life
Christina:
But when he turns off to sleep memories creep,
More-more-more
Chorus:
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya dada (da daeaea yea)
Giuchie, Giuchie, ya ya here (ooh)
Mocha Choca lata ya ya (yea)
Creole lady Marmalade
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (all my sistas yea)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi ce soir (ce soir)
Voulez vous coucher avec moi (C‘Mon! uh)
Missy:
Christina…(oh Leaeaa Oh)
Pink… (Lady Marmalade)
Lil’ Kim…(hey Hey! uh uh uh uh…)
Mya…(Oh Oh oooo)
Rot wailer baby…(baby)
Moulin Rouge… (0h)
Misdemeanor here…
Creole Lady Marmalade Yes-ah……
Una Paloma Blanca
Last modified on 2008-12-08 01:10:21 GMT. 1 comment. Top.
Now I am even more curious as to why no one in Havana would admit to knowing how to sing Una Paloma Banca. If YouTube is to be believed, it was a hit even in Finland!
The Heart of Saturday Night
Last modified on 2008-11-21 03:39:50 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
I’ve been thinking about Darnell a lot lately. He’s always seemed like family to me, even though he’s your second cousin, not mine. I’m so glad that he moved back to SoFLA and got out of New York City, although it was always fun to hear the women on the Montel Williams Show talk about him, even though they never really had too much that was too good to say about him.
I guess what brings him to mind is that I keep hearing that Tom Waits song, “Looking for the Heart of Saturday Night,” in my mind, and I love that one line, “Telephone’s ringin’; it’s your second cousin.”
Yes, that would certainly be the heart of Saturday night here, or any other night for that matter. Darnell does a good job of looking out for all you all, especially now that he’s found that elusive place called home.
Since Slice of Heaven is open 24-hours-a-day, I don’t really have the sense of Saturday night that I once did, if I ever did. For me, it’s always Friday night when I want to be out and about, and that’s some of what drew me to the driving range part of my life. Fish and chips and an endless bucket of balls? What could be better than that?
I know I will look forward to spending some time out there this evening after the sun goes down. I hope I’ll do better than I did on Monday, when almost every single shot was low and stupid. I mean, so low that some of them just jumped right back and bit my ankles.
I know I’ve been a little distracted lately, maybe overdue for a break from the usual routine, so you’ll be glad to hear that my dear friend Little Peach and I are going to take ourselves on a little adventure in about a week, when we head to Havana to celebrate my 60th birthday. We’ve packed up our guidebooks and our comfy walking shoes, and we’re ready to hear some new tunes. I don’t know that I’ll get to enjoy any golf there, but we are determined to come back with at least one new pie recipe, and I’ll tell you all about it when we get home.
In the meantime, though, I have a busy week to survive taking care of business in the city. I’ll be leaving the Slice of Heaven in the capable hands of Sue Ten, The Morning Guy, and Sparkle Junior. I’d love to know if you are a Saturday night person, or a Friday night one like me. In either case, though, I hope you find the heart of it and it’s just what you always wanted.
I Shall Be Released
Last modified on 2008-09-24 13:01:32 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
Here’s a great idea: Promise that you will vote in the upcoming election, and you can have an MP3 copy of the “I Shall Be Released” cover by Wilco and Fleet Foxes. All of us at Slice of Heaven 24-Hour Pie Shop and Driving Range follow the old dictum “Vote Early and Vote Often” so you know we’ll be playing this song on our jukebox more than most. Click on http://wilcoworld.net/vote/ for more details.
If you want more Wilco, go to http://favtape.com/search/wilco.
I’ve Been Lonely Before
Last modified on 2008-09-21 18:19:26 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
I have loved this Madeleine Peyroux song since the first time I heard it. Like the singer, I know I’m all right. And yes, I have been lonely before, too. Someone asked me recently if I wasn’t afraid of growing old alone, and I said “I won’t be alone.” And I won’t. You’ll be with me then, too, won’t you?
Mixtape from http://favtape.com/search/madeleine peyroux allright
Thru and Thru
Last modified on 2008-09-20 16:10:15 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
I’ve had this song kicking through my mind for a few days, but really only the “Open 24 hours” part. I’m glad to be able to identify it, and to hear the whole thing once again. I’ll save my usual diatribe about The Rolling Stones for another time.
Thru and Thru
(M. Jagger/K. Richards)
You know that we do take away
We deliver too
Open 24 hours babe
Just waiting on a call from you
Waiting on a call from you
Well I’m in the yellow pages
You just take a look
Look me up under services
You know it’s just an open book
Babe it’s just an open book
It’s just an open book
Well baby
Any minute, any hour
I’m waiting on a call from you
And you know this heart is constant
I’m your lover, baby
Thru and thru
Lover, baby, thru and thru
I only found out yesterday
I heard it on the news
What I heard really pissed me off
Cause now I got those fucking blues
I got those awesome blues
Babe I got those nothing blues
Any minute, any hour
I’m waiting on a call from you
And you know this heart is constant
I’m your lover, baby
Thru and thru
Lover, baby, thru and thru
You know that we do take-away
That we deliver, too
We’re open 24 hours, baby
We’re waiting on a call from you
But any minute, baby, any hour
I’m waiting on a call from you
You know that this heart is constant
I’m your lover, baby
Thru and thru
Lover, baby, thru and thru
Lover, baby, thru and thru
Lover, baby, thru and thru
Mixtape from http://favtape.com/search/rolling stones thru and thru
Leave the Pieces When You Go
Last modified on 2008-09-19 13:22:29 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
I haven’t slept well this week, which I can only blame on the gibbous waning moon, and just being out of whack in general.
Perhaps you already know the three concepts that I hold so dear, especially here at the Slice of Heaven 24-Hour Pie Shop & Driving Range: Whack, Couth, and Shift. If I’m getting out of whack, it may be that there is a shift in the works and that I must maintain my couth.
Or I could just be over tired.
At any rate, here’s The Wreckers song playing in my head right now:
And it's alright, yeah, I'll be fine Don't worry about this heart of mine Just take your love and hit the road There's nothing you can do or say You're gonna break my heart anyway So, just leave the pieces when you go
Mixtape from http://favtape.com/search/the wreckers leave the pieces branch album
If Heaven Was a Pie it Would be Cherry
Last modified on 2008-09-20 03:25:58 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
At least that’s what Andy Griggs says . . .
If heaven was a pie it would be cherry So cool and sweet and heavy on your tongue And just one bite would satisfy your hunger And there'd always be enough for everyone.
Mixtape from http://favtape.com/search/andy griggs if heaven
Full Moon Golf Music
Last modified on 2008-09-16 01:13:58 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
So, yes, I know it’s September and not July, but this song does have a great lyric in it: My arms are empty and the moon is full.
It’s a sad, sad song, and don’t you agree that they ought to put warning labels on those sad country songs? I was thinking I might find an antidote in some Magic Mushroom Chocolate Pie, but apparently the key ingredients are just a tad difficult to find.
And I know I will feel better once I’ve had an hour or two out on the driving range watching the full moon come up.
Mixtape from http://favtape.com/search/dixie chicks cold day in july
Or then again, I might be more in the mood for Bat for Lashes . . .
Mixtape from http://favtape.com/search/i’m on fire bat for lashes cover
Rainy Sunday
Last modified on 2008-09-25 20:18:21 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
No golf today, but I did wake up this morning hearing Candi Stanton’s tune “I’ll sing a love song to you” in my head, so that’s a good start for the day. Here it is for you, too. I’d play it for The Morning Guy, but it might scare him off, and I need him to keep coming in to to stock the soda machine.
Mixtape from http://favtape.com/search/i’ll sing a love song to you
Favtape & Pandora
Last modified on 2008-09-13 21:30:59 GMT. 0 comments. Top.
Here’s a link to the songs I have bookmarked at Pandora:
http://favtape.com/pandora/msdavinci