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| From | "Michael Adelsheim" <madelsheim@adelsheimvineyard.com> |
| Subject | Re: Lame Lyrics |
| Date | Tue, 5 Feb 2008 07:23:53 -0800 |
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Willis Alan Ramsey wrote "Muskrat Love"...it's on his one and only album
that came out on Shelter in 1972. In that context, it came off - to
this listener, anyway - as a light piece of folkie romanticism. I liked
the rest of the album much better, however. "Satin Sheets" (which
Waylon Jennings did), "Goodbye Old Missoula" (much later by Jimmie Dale
Gilmore), and a few others (a tribute to Woody Guthrie called "Boy From
Oklahoma" is my fave) made it a semi-forgotten classic of the
singer-songwriter era.
America's version was just twee as far as I remember.
Michael Adelsheim
Director of Sales
Adelsheim Vineyard
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-----Original Message-----
From: audities-owner@smoe.org [mailto:audities-owner@smoe.org] On Behalf
Of bob
Sent: Tuesday, February 05, 2008 2:47 AM
To: audities@smoe.org
Subject: Re: Lame Lyrics
When it came to these kinds of lyrics, (Her dress, I saw in scarlet),
like some of the ones below and most other folk period songs, (My love
is for to die for), I always thought were the template for Yoda...or
maybe he wrote them before becoming a Jedi...
bob
Rick McCall <rickmccall@suddenlink.net> wrote:
O.k., so I was clicking through the channels and happened upon a
concert by
America in HD. I was about 11 years old when their first album came out
(in
1970 I think) and that was about as close to country as I would get. I
thought Gerry Buckley had a really good voice and the song I Need You
was
about as close to melancholy as an 11 year old could get.
Fast forward to now. Listening to Buckley and Bunnell (Dan Peek is not
with
them) sing Don't Cross the River and it occurs to me that these have got
to
be some of the lamest lyrics ever written. Just terrible.
She feels like leavin' and she don't know why
Without no bridges she's trapped, so I sigh,
What?
And Horse With No Name?
In the desert you can remember your name
cause there ain't no one for to give you no pain
I've never used that phrase in my life. Even accidentally.
But the worst has to be Muskrat Love.
Muskrat Susie, muskrat Sam
Do the jitterbug out in muskrat land
And they shimmy
And Sammy's so skinny
Just simply embarrassing to listen to. I had just forgotten how bad they
were.
Tell you what, those two guys can still harmonize, though.
Best,
Rick
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