Don’t think I’ve even heard this song recently, but there it is in my brain in all its harmonic glory.
Don’t think I’ve even heard this song recently, but there it is in my brain in all its harmonic glory.
There are so many things I love about this song. The woozy psychedelic phasing, the story, the funky 80s yet timeless groove, the reference to Joni Mitchell, the sound effects, the weird response BVs, the fact that he mentions a fruit cocktail in a sexy voice, and it’s been stuck in my head for weeks.
A soothing song for a Sunday. A dreamy pastoral. Reeeee-lax.
I love a bit of jump jive. Always makes me wish I could do swing dancing. Watch the Nicholas Brothers go wild in the video.
Saw a clip from this on Soul America last night. What an interpretation of song. Never oversinging or bellowing, impressive, emotional, perfect singing. I watched the whole thing this morning and burst into tears. What a loss. I was too young to really understand when he was around.
And as I have said before, fat Luther, skinny Luther, ANY KIND OF LUTHER!
No idea why this popped into my head. Not heard it for years. Melancholy and strange.
When you sleep, do you have dreams?
Read a short article about Bettye this morning. What a life, what a woman, and what an amazing soul voice. And she’s still got it aged 74. I saw her once on the Renfrew Ferry and felt ALL the emotions. She’s tiny, whip thin and fierce. I LOVE HER.
