Music I’m Listening To

   Faster Pussycat is an American rock band from Los Angeles, California, formed in 1985 by vocalist Taime Downe, guitarists Brent Muscat and Greg Steele and bassist Kelly Nickels. The group has since gone through numerous line-up changes leaving Downe as the only constant member. They broke up in 1993, but reformed in 2001. […] They were a successful and influential hard rock band during the late 1980s and early 1990s, having sold over two million records worldwide.     [From Wikipedia.]

I’m not really too sure ’bout this conversation
There’s been a lot of talk but nothing said
And don’t you understand my French
What do I have to do to make a reservation
Just to talk to you and explain
That all you ever do is complain

I got no, I got no room for emotion, yeah
It’s like a cloud drippin radiation right on my head
I got no, I got no room for emotion
Now I’m tryin to make the best out of a bad situation
You take my heart, flush it down the drain
I’m easy baby, it’s such a shame
Now I’ve had it up to here with all your aggravation
That you put on me, such a crime
Baby, you’re just wastin my time

I got no, I got no room for emotion, yeah
It’s like a cloud drippin radiation right on my head
I got no, I got no room for emotion

   I’ve heard this song sung many times before, but never as powerfully or beautifully as this:

   This Welsh singer, songwriter, actress and dancer first came to fame appearing in the 2019 season of The Voice:

This is me in my younger days:

   You all know what movie this video clip is taken from, don’t you?

What can I say. I think she’s wonderful, and he’s no slouch either:

   There are some songs you know will be hits as soon as you hear them for the very first time. This one’s from 1979:

   From Wikipedia:

“Jones and her lover/fellow songwriter Tom Waits spent a lot of time hanging out with their friend Chuck E. Weiss at the seedy Tropicana Motel in Los Angeles. Eventually Weiss, affectionately referred to as “Chuck E.”, disappeared. Later Weiss called the apartment where Jones and Waits lived. When Waits took the call, Weiss explained that he was in Denver, and that he had moved there because he had fallen in love with a cousin there. When Waits hung up he announced to Jones, “Chuck E.’s in love”. Jones liked the sound of the sentence and wrote a song around it. Although toward the end of “Chuck E.’s in Love” the lyrics state, “Chuck E.’s in love with the little girl singing this song,” the twist ending is fictional; Jones was never the girl with whom Chuck E. was in love.”

   Carson Robson is a name I’m sure will draw a blank from everyone reading this, but back in 1942 he put out a record (a 78) that when my brother and I found it in our parents’ collection, we played so often that I think we wore the grooves off. 78’s being rather fragile items, we both agree that it finally somehow got broken, but while we had it, we loved it.

   And guess what? My brother went looking, and found both sides on YouTube. Isn’t the Internet wonderful?

      Carson Robison – I’m Going Back To Whur I Come From


      Carson Robison – That Old Grey Mare Is Back Where She Used To Be

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