During the Thanksgiving time of year, our thoughts often turn to Alice, after all, it was her meal that may have inspired a movement. Sometimes our thoughts are 16 minutes long, sometimes we get all 22 minutes of wonderfulness. What happened after that? [more inside]
In My Darkest Hour There are a number of songs that evoke a similar image... these three share a kinship. Arlo's song is his alone. Billy Joel's "Light as Breeze" was written by L. Cohen. And, the final entry is L. Cohen's , which reverses the image a bit...and then turns it around again..."Suzanne"
St. James Infirmary, in a funereal, no lyrics, brass-band version underlies a persistent scrum of half-remembered songs about New Orleans rising in concert with the waters, lapping at the sandbags of my mind. Up front, Tom Waits (I Wish I Was in New Orleans) and Randy Newman (Lousiana 1927) are duking it out for time at the piano, elaborately filigreed chords overlapping and changing the dominant lyric at the moment of harmonic convergence, while in the background Arlo Guthrie (The City of New Orleans) warbles about a train ride. Professor Longhair and/or The Dixie Cups (Big Chief, Iko Iko) sort of amusedly fight to keep sliptime with the martial drums from Jimmy Driftwood's The Battle of New Orleans (caution: embedded quicktime) behind the whole toxic soup of sonic residue. I'm sure the stew will grow more dense over the next couple weeks. Got a New Orleans song to toss into the waters?