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So much has changed in our world / our lives this past year. If the musical selections, which follow, uplift your spirits even half as much as they’ve elevated my own, I will consider my New Year’s Eve, DJ stint a resounding success.
As we will soon eye and ear witness, dozens of our human family, whilst sheltering at home, have virtually assembled to cheer us up. Until the vaccines are available to every member of our global community, it is our responsibility to help save lives / save humanity by following the pandemic protocols set by our world’s finest scientists, epidemiologists and health care professionals; by emulating the exemplary behavior of our featured star quality, musically talented, selfless souls, too.
This DJ’s Rx for 2021 and beyond: Give these inspirational tunes a listen; 1, 2, as many times as necessary. They are sure to be habit forming, but, this will only be in the best way imaginable.
Let’s consider the above clip’s supplied, original song lyrics our incentive. We’ll have a good shot at getting our lives back to normal IF we pandemic-proof our holiday parties, NOW; as suggested by my parody, below:
Have yourself a social distanced Christmas A-void Covid’s blight Zoom your parties Keep Corona out of sight
Have yourself a sheltered little Christmas Keep “droplets” at bay At that point Our troubles will be miles away
Here we are in pandemic days Unlike golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us Can’t be near to us; no more
Come next Christmas we’ll all be together If vaccines allow Till then stay in tune with public health knowhow And have yourself a sheltered little Christmas now
Here we are in pandemic days Unlike golden days of yore Faithful friends who are dear to us Can’t be near to us; no more
In one year We all will be together When vaccines allow If we hang tough, we’ll get thru this mess, somehow So, have yourself a levelheaded Christmas
Have yourself a social distanced Christmas Have yourself a sheltered little Christmas now
In re The People v. Rudy it’s an open and shut case! Randy presents his closing arguments against Rudy to us, the impaneled ladies and gentlemen of the jury. In the process, Rudy becomes the butt of the joke and we get to laugh our asses off! Following deliberations we rule against Rudy; return our unanimous, guilty as charged verdict.
“U Can’t Touch This”, recorded by MC Hammer / composed by Stanley Burrell, Rick James and Alonzo Miller, provides the musical nucleus, from which two, relatively new to the scene, rapper parodists, SongBird and Quentin J. Lee, hammer home (in the best sense of this phrase) their spot-on op-eds regarding two of 2020’s top, front page news stories. These two clever cover artists, via their clip set-ups, will relate the rest of their stories. Their creds as rappers will be self-evident.
Sticking with the hammer theme for a few more moments…
Songwriters Lee Hays’ and Pete Seeger’s “If I Had A Hammer” provides, yet, one more musical nucleus, from which the late Trini Lopez hammers home (also in the best sense of this phrase), a much needed lyrical appeal for justice, freedom and “the love between my (our) brothers and my (our) sisters… all over this land.”
Had everyone been able to take this vital to humanity’s survival message to heart, oh, say, back in 2016, by now, Hillary Clinton would’ve been applying the polish to her second Inaugural Address to America / the World AND it’s highly unlikely that the twin scourge, of Donny-T and Corona-V, would’ve ever wound up sledgehammering the crap out of Democracy and Humanity.
Our RIP wishes to Mr. Lopez, 83, who succumbed from complications of COVID-19 back on 08/11/2020 and our heartfelt condolences to all of his loved ones and dear friends.
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My cherished recollections of holiday specific, family fun, undoubtedly, have been indelibly time stamped, 9 December 1965, by the radio and television transmissions, airing on that very day. Stepping into the ol’ time machine…
It had been shortly after our Thursday supper, when my Pop and I had driven off to our small town Michigan’s Mom and Pop grocery store. While he took care of the provisioning, I had wandered off to the 45rpm record display; with one and only one goal in mind.
I just had to snag myself a copy of the rock and roll instrumental, No Matter What Shape (Your Stomach’s In) recorded by the T-Bones. This track had first been used within an Alka Seltzer television ad campaign and, next, minus all of the product hoopla, eventually got transmitted over radio stations, nationwide; in my neck of the woods, this (now) classic blasted out over CKLW Windsor / Detroit’s 50,000 watt energized airwaves.
After dad paid for the groceries and I forked over 98¢ for my new record, we headed for home. Once my Zenith monaural record player had spun my new disc (at least a half a dozen times)…
It was time for my family and I to gather in our living room to set up / decorate our Christmas tree. No sooner had our home taken on a far more festive ambience than my favorite comic strip, Peanuts, the brainchild of cartoonist Charles M. Schulz, came to life via the CBS network’s debut of A Charlie Brown Christmas; all further enhanced and jazzed up by the Vince Guarldi Trio’s, by and large, instrumental soundtrack.
Returning to the here and now, all of my fond recollections are sure to continue playing out, throughout 9 December 2020, especially after tonight’s supper when, just for the symmetry of it all, I plan to rev up my CD player to track thru that vintage T-Bones track, set up my Christmas tree and, to top off the entire evening, pop into the VCR an ancient VHS tape to re-experience Schulz’s animated Christmas masterpiece.
Considering the past year’s events, which we all wish we could forget, memories of life’s simple pleasures do mean so much.
02/11/21 Update: Throughout most of George Harrison’s career, he had been known as “The Quiet Beatle”. Seeing how his videos have been getting yanked from this BlogCast, how I’ve had to seek replacements to restore 3 out of the 4 clips below, he has certainly been living up to that reputation. My best advice to my listeners / readers is to click fast while they last…
Scant months after the spring 1970, Beatles disbandment, George Harrison released his solo album, All Things Must Pass, ATMP (on this very day, fifty years ago).
My local FM station’s late afternoon DJ, Jim Curtis, immediately opted to air it, in it’s entirety, and, upon my ear-witnessing that bygone broadcast, four things became abundantly clear:
John, Paul, George and Ringo, recording / performing, individually, could now offer their mourning fans four times the musical output; a consolation prize that was truly groovy (slang-wise and in the vinyl sense, too).
For far too long, songsmith Harrison’s talents had been underappreciated and inordinately eclipsed by the Lennon / McCartney songwriting team.
Had the Beatles continued recording together, all 18 of those ATMP tracks could’ve fit in, perfectly, on their albums. Alas, one can only imagine how John, Paul and Ringo’s instrumental and vocal interpretations would’ve enhanced / changed the final mix.
I needed to get this musical masterpiece into my life / record library, ASAP (and did so scant days later).
Upon spinning this album in its entirety, late last evening, I decided to blog about it on its golden anniversary; to feature, in Side 1 thru 4 numerical order, each lead off track. It’ll be up to you whether you listen to all four songs in their entirety OR choose just one or two, OR merely sample ’em, etc.
Seeing how Harrison’s songs amply speak for themselves, my commentary will be minimal.
This Harrison / Dylan collaboration, at face value, serves as a let’s take our friendship to the next level appeal to that special someone. Yet, the lyrics could also be interpreted as George’s clever way of re-introducing himself; his own appeal to fans to accept him in his new soloist role.
Could this track be considered the sequel to Lennon / McCartney’s All You Need Is Love? The resounding chorus, “Tell me, what is my life without your love; Tell me, who am I without you, by my side” doth ring true.
The couplet, “Watch out now, take care, beware of greedy leaders; They take you where you should not go”, admonishes average Janes and Joes to never empower ideologues who are little more than PTDs (Politically Transmitted Diseases).
We get a glimpse of Harrison’s less serious side. His whimsical, lyrical reversal, “I Love Dig”, doth prove so Lennonesque, too. Obviously, George spending all those years with John served him well. Even better, this track ends this post on an upbeat, playful note.
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Mere moments ago, courtesy of a YouTube introduction, they opened my ears to SongBird, who has alighted on a branch that’s gently swaying in the winds of change. Thanks to the Interwebs, she is now omnipresent; perched outside ALL of our Windows.
For the benefit of all concerned souls, her joyous song, Let it Go, resolutely reassures us that there’s still hope for America; our home world.
Let’s all revel in her oh so delightful warbling, bask in her clearheaded message that refutes the temperamental Twittering Trump’s unTrue Tweets that he still rules the roost; rejoice in her tough love approach of informing Tweety that he must now  accept responsibility for all of his foul words and deeds,  concede he lost,  promptly molt his business suit,  test flap his political wings and  prepare to fly south for the winter where he must winter within his Mar-a-Lago gilded cage, forevermore.
Most assuredly, Tweety should feel damned lucky that, at least for the moment, he won’t be facing down the retribution that transcends the voters’ legally cast ballots, which have booted him out of his DC nest. Were justice to ever prevail, that li’l birdbrain would get ensnared in the legal system’s punishment, that is due him, for flagrantly flipping the bird at the laws of God and (wo)man.
Indeed, were fair play truly in play, it’d be high time for that birdbrain to become a jailbird; for dud orange Don to don orange duds!
Although America’s future as a Democracy, in no small sense, now hinges upon the outcome of two January 2021 run-off elections within the Commonwealth of Georgia, I’m not here to talk politics in these predawn hours of this surreal November Thursday.
Even so, there can be little doubt that this political hot spot, as of late, has been on my mind, so much so, that the “prompt word”, Georgia, became my first waking thought. Upon factoring in my lifelong love of music and 10+ year YouTube addiction, it was only inevitable that I’d free associate three aptly titled songs, track ’em down and promptly post ’em, below.
Hope you enjoy, as much as I do, the following Great Performances…
Shaneequa Cook + Unity Youth Choir ~ Sweet Georgia Brown
Usher ~ Georgia On My Mind
Randy Crawford ~ Rainy Night In Georgia
Seeing how YouTube clips are often here today / gone tomorrow here are some alternate clips that could, someday, add to this BlogCast’s “shelf life”. But why wait for that someday? If you’ve got the time (and who doesn’t these days), why not give a listen to ’em now?
“For the first time ever, Carly Simon is allowing the use of her song ‘You’re So Vain‘ for political purposes. And it comes at the expense of Donald Trump.”
CNN Business YouTube Channel
Ms. Simon, although it’s a virtual certainty that you hadn’t had that freak in mind, specifically, one can envision him hearing your song shortly after you released it on November 8, 1972.
And, sure as the word “narcissist” starts with an “n”, as sure as he always has “one eye in the mirror”, Donald J. Trump, to this very day, still bets that your bygone hit song is all about him; namely, that he’s the “man” who inspired, You’re So Vain.