Showing posts with label " 2 OR 3 LINES "SILVER DECADE" HALL OF FAME. Show all posts
Showing posts with label " 2 OR 3 LINES "SILVER DECADE" HALL OF FAME. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 8, 2022

Pretenders – "The Adultress" (1981)


There’s nothing to understand

It’s understood

I’m the adulteress



In “The Adultress,” Chrissie Hynde has created a protagonist who would likely choose “It’s complicated” for her Facebook relationship status because “I’m an adulteress” is not one of the options.


(By the way, the dictionary spelling of the word is “adulteress” – not “adultress.”  Ms. Hynde may have chosen the nonstandard spelling “adultress” because a three-syllable word fits the meter of the song better than a four-syllable word would have.  Or maybe she flunked spelling in school.)


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The Oxford English Dictionary defines adultery as “voluntary sexual intercourse between a married person and someone not his or her spouse.”  That means that lusting in your heart after someone when one or both of you is married, or just kissing someone else’s spouse isn’t technically adultery.  Feel better now?


Technically not adultery

(You lesbians can go a lot farther than kissing – at least in New Hampshire.  In 2003, the New Hampshire Supreme Court held in 2003 that female same-sex sexual relations did not constitute sexual intercourse – meaning that an extramarital affair between two women could not be adultery.)


The protagonist in “The Adultress” isn’t necessarily an adulteress even if she is having sex with a married man.  The Seventh Commandment prohibits adultery – which is punishable by death under Jewish law – but an extramarital affair between a married person and a single person is considered  adultery only if the married party is a woman.  If the woman is unmarried, both participants in the affair are guilty only of fornication regardless of the marital status of the male.  (Assuming incest isn’t involved, of course.)


That’s because intercourse between a wife and a man other than her husband can obviously lead to the impregnation of the wife.  Since Jewish law deemed any child born to a married woman to be the legal child of the husband, this adulteration of the husband’s genetic lineage by the wife's adulterous conception of a child would result in him being legally responsible for that child, which wasn’t fair.  (If the woman had no husband, that wasn’t an issue.)


The legal distinction between adultery and fornication made its way into English common law and the the laws of many other countries because of concerns about paternity.  Given the development of genetic testing, it is now possible to prove paternity with certainty – the husband of an adulterous wife can usually avoid legal responsibility for another’s man child.


But the traditional Seventh Commandment-inspired definition of adultery still applies in some jurisdictions.  For example, a Minnesota statute provides as follows:


When a married woman has sexual intercourse with a man other than her husband, whether married or not, both are guilty of adultery and may be sentenced to imprisonment for not more than one year or to payment of a fine of not more than $3,000, or both.


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We know that the woman in “The Adultress” is unmarried because she is described as a “spinster,” a word that refers to any unmarried woman – although it is usually used as a synonym for “old maid” – i.e., a single woman who is unlikely to get hitched because of her advanced age.  (The male equivalent of a “spinster” is a “bachelor,” which doesn’t carry the same negative connotations that “spinster” does for most people.)  


If the woman is a spinster, she’s not an adulteress under the traditional definition of that term.  Rather, she’s a fornicator – or perhaps a “fornicatress”?  (“The Fornicatress” just doesn’t have the same ring as “The Adultress,” does it?)


One final note: “adultery” and “adult” come from two different Latin roots.  “Adultery” and “adulterate” both come from a Latin word meaning “to defile or corrupt,” while “adult” is related to “adolescent” – both are derived from a Latin verb meaning “to grow up or mature.”   



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I’ll forgive Chrissie Hynde for her misuse (and misspelling) of “adulteress” because “The Adultress” is such a well-conceived and well-constructed song.  


I don’t know if Hynde based its lyrics on personal experience or whether the song’s title character is a product wholly of her imagination.  Regardless, Hynde’s lyrics are quite understated – she doesn’t stoop to using histrionics to create pathos – but her depiction of a woman whose unremarkable outward appearance belies the bitterness and self-loathing that are roiling her innermost being may leave you feeling a little shaken.


I don’t remember ever having a harder time choosing two or three lines from the lyrics of a featured song to quote at the beginning of a 2 or 3 lines post.


(Did the penny just drop?  Did it finally hit you what the title of my wildly successful little blog signifies?)


There are some great songs that simply don’t have two or three particularly quotable lines – I’ll go through the lyrics several times, struggling to make a choice because there’s no passage that seems quite right.  


With other songs, it’s easy to choose two or three lines to quote – either because they are particularly clever or poignant, or because they are well-known and iconic.


Occasionally, I find it hard to choose because there are two or even three quotable passages in a song’s lyrics.


But rarely are the lyrics to a song so artfully written that almost any two or three lines from that song  would do. 


“The Adultress” is an example of such a song, which is one reason I've chosen it for the 2 OR 3 LINES “SILVER DECADE” HALL OF FAME.  Click here to listen to it.


At the same time, click here so you can follow the lyrics as you listen.


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Friday, March 4, 2022

Pretenders – "Day After Day" (1981)


'Round and 'round and 'round we go

Just like yesterday



The Pretenders’ eponymous debut album was widely praised as one of the very best of its era.  It’s certainly one of the few albums I owned that I was happy to listen to straight through.  


Actually, I always skipped “Stop Your Sobbing” – the one song on that record that Chrissie Hynde didn’t write.  That song was written by the Kinks’ Ray Davies, the father of Hynde’s only child.  (He wrote a lot of great songs, but “Stop Your Sobbing” isn’t one of them.)  


Every other song on that first album was pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty good.  But in the course of deciding which Pretenders’ songs deserved to be in the 2 OR 3 LINES “SILVER DECADE” HALL OF FAME, I discovered that the band’s second album – which was titled Pretenders II – was even better: 


I would go so far as to say that Pretenders II is pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty f*ckin’ awesome.


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Chrissie Hynde wrote a lot of great songs, most of which are about what happens when males and females couple.  


“Day After Day” is an exception.  It doesn’t tell the story of un homme et une femme – it’s a song about what it’s like to be a successful rock ’n’ roll band.


A lot of groups have released records about the head-spinning experience of life on the road – “Travelin’ Band” by Creedence, “We’re An American Band” by Grand Funk Railroad, and “Torn and Frayed” by the Stones are just a few examples – but I think “Day After Day” is one of the best.


The promotional video that was made for it shows the group deplaning from a commuter turboprop in Santa Barbara and climbing into limousines for a drive to an outdoor concert venue, where they pretend to rehearse as the cameras roll.  (Hynde is one of the more convincing lip-synchers I’ve ever seen.)


The second half of the video shows them returning to the same venue later that night and taking the stage to perform.  


I don’t know why drummer Martin Chambers is playing while wearing long underwear.  But I do know that his sideburns were m-o-n-e-y!


Click here to watch the “Day After Day” video.  (I don’t know about you, but it looks to me like the band is having a pretty, pretty, pretty, pretty good time.)


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I thought I would be able to stop with three Pretenders tracks, but it looks like I’m going to have to feature at least five Chrissie Hynde-penned songs before I can move on.  


No promises that I’ll be able to stop after five – every time I hit Youtube and start listening to Pretenders tracks, my list of potential hall of fame songs grows longer.


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Click here to listen to the album version of “Day After Day.”  (The promotional video mentioned above uses the single version of the song, which ends differently.)


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Sunday, February 27, 2022

Pretenders – "Pack It Up" (1981)

 

I don't like your trousers

And your appalling taste in women

And what about your mind?

And your insipid record collection

That dumb home video center

The usual pornography

That all you scum lap up

YOU'RE THE PITS OF THE WORLD!



They say that hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.  


You best believe I would never, ever scorn Chrissie Hynde – the lead singer and chief songwriter of the Pretenders, who she founded in 1978.  You would have to be out of your f*cking mind to scorn her.


I have no doubt that Ms. Hynde is the one who does the scorning, not the one who is scorned – in other words, she’s the scorner, not the scornee.


Chrissie Hynde

I doubt that I will ever meet Chrissie Hynde, and that’s probably just as well.  She intimidates the hell out of me.  I’m quite sure that if I ever had to opportunity to interview her or even have a casual conversation – say we were seated next to each other on an airplane – I would be so scared that I would make a fool of myself.


You may have noticed that I quoted eight lines from today's featured song at the beginning of this post.  That's because I'm not man enough to tell Hynde that she only gets two or three.


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If you can find a more scornful song than “Pack It Up,” I’d like to hear it.  (Or maybe I wouldn’t.  I’m a pretty sensitive dude.)


Hynde’s scorn is directed at the vanity of men.  Her target in “Pack It Up” no doubt thinks that he has good taste in clothes and music – but she sets him straight.  (She even dismisses the prosaic pornography he favors.) 


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Speaking of male vanity, do you remember Tom Wolfe’s brilliant novel, Bonfire of the Vanities?  One of the major characters in that book is a thirty-something assistant district attorney who is extremely proud of his muscular physique – in particular, his "massive sternocleidomastoid muscles" (i.e., neck muscles), which he constantly flexes for the benefit of every comely young female he encounters. 


He laters sees a videotape of the very comeliest of those females making fun of his weird neck moves – he’s mortified, of course.


I guarantee you that if Chrissie Hynde had seen this preening prosecutor flexing his sternocleidomastoids. she wouldn’t have made fun of him behind his back like the woman in the Wolfe book – she would have cut him down to size by saying something snarky to his face.


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I had planned to induct twelve songs into the 2 OR 3 LINES “SILVER DECADE” HALL OF FAME this year, but I’m afraid there’s going to have to be a change in those plans.


I simply can’t pick one and only one Pretenders song for that honor – Chrissie Hynde deserves better than that.


The Pretenders in 1980

I’ve got my eye on three tracks from the first two Pretenders albums.  But it’s possible I won’t be able to stop there.  (Stay tuned . . . )


Click here to listen to “Pack It Up,” which was released in 1981 on the Pretenders II album.


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Sunday, February 20, 2022

Squeeze – "If I Didn't Love You" (1980)

If I
If I
If I
If I
If I
If I
If I
If I didn't love you, I 'd hate you

Squeeze is yet another band I first heard on the "Mystic Eyes" radio program, although they became popular enough that I also heard their music elsewhere as well.  

This song is from their third LP, Argybargy, which is a new wave masterpiece – it has a number of very strong and very memorable tracks, and it's essentially impossible not to sing along when you listen to them.  (I was singing along to this one today while on a bike ride, and got a number of admiring looks from the walkers and joggers that I passed while singing at the top of my lungs.)


I have to disagree with Squeeze when it comes to love and hate -- love and hate aren't always mutually exclusive, either-or emotions.  Nobel Peace Prize winner Elie Wiesel wasn't talking about romantic love when he said "The opposite of love is not hate, it's indifference," but I think that principle applies to romantic love.  

The French writer, Marcel Jouhandeau expressed a similar sentiment: "To really know someone is to have loved and hated him in turn."  (Jouhandeau also said "The heart has its prisons that intelligence cannot unlock," which may be as good as any explanation why love and hate can go together.)

Love most often turns to hate when it is not reciprocated, or when the beloved is guilty of deception or betrayal.  Perhaps Squeeze should have said Because you don't love me, I hate you, or Even though I love you, I hate you.

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Click here to listen to "If I Didn't Love You."  Like most of the other members of the inaugural class of the 2 OR 3 LINES "SILVER DECADE" HALL OF FAME, it's notable for the intelligence of its lyrics.  

When I'm judging a record, I usually care less about the lyrics than I do about the music.  But when the music and the lyrics are both first-rate, then you've really got something.  Glenn Tilbrook and Chris Difford – Squeeze's primary songwriters – produced a number of songs that were strong both musically and lyrically.  So did other "Silver Decade" hall of famers like Elvis Costello, Joe Jackson, and Chrissie Hynde, to mention just a few.  

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Friday, February 18, 2022

Joe Jackson – "Someone Up There" (1980)


The way you looked at me I knew

That we’d be coming to an end

It happened just by chance



I just spent an hour listening to snippets of Joe Jackson songs, trying to decide which one was most worthy of being chosen for the 2 OR 3 LINES “SILVER DECADE” HALL OF FAME.


I can’t remember when I’ve enjoyed an hour more. I bought several Jackson LPs back in the early eighties, and listened to them a lot – but I never bought CDs of his albums or downloaded MP3s of his songs, so it’s been a long time since I’ve listened to his music.


Joe Jackson in 1980

What that hour taught me is that Joe Jackson may have been be the best songwriter of the “Silver Decade.”  I think Elvis Costello and Chrissie Hynde are worthy contenders for that title, but Jackson may have the edge when it comes to the sheer number of great songs he wrote.


Jackson’s body of work is remarkable for its stylistic range.  Whether you’re in the mood for an up-tempo, guitar-driven power-pop song or a haunting, piano-accompanied ballad, he delivers the goods.  


His lyrical versatility is also notable.  Jackson can pen pointed, sardonic lyrics that cut his targets down to size with the best of them, but what he really excels at are bittersweet songs – emphasis on the bitter, not the sweet – about relationships that don’t end well.


The singer in those songs – including today’s featured song – is never sure exactly what went wrong, but he knows there’s no fixing it.


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To say that it was difficult for me to choose one Jackson song for the newest 2 or 3 lines hall of fame is an understatement.


I would sample one of his songs and decide that it was the one worthy of being honored.  Then I would dip into another song and change my mind.  


I could see myself bouncing from song to song for days and still be uncertain of which one to pick.  So I decided to just stop where I was – which happened to be “Someone Up There” from Beat Crazy, Jackson’s third studio album:


Like many of Jackson’s songs, “Someone Up There” is essentially a short story with musical accompaniment.  


Its boy-meets-girl, boy-loses girl trajectory is nothing unusual.  What is unusual is that the narrator recognizes that there was no particular logic behind the couple falling in love and then breaking up – both “happened just by chance.”


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Click here to listen to “Someone Up There.”


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Saturday, February 12, 2022

Gruppo Sportivo – "Hey Girl" (1979)


She said "Your nose is running, honey"
I said "Sorry, but it's not"
(Think about it.)

Gruppo Sportivo is a Dutch group with an Italian name (which the band saw on a poster and liked – it means "sports team") that sang in French and English (sort of).  They are another one of the great bands that I became acquainted with in 1980 thanks to the "Mystic Eye" radio show.

Gruppo Sportivo's song lyrics sound they are the result of a partnership between a literature professor and a really obnoxious, show-offy 6th-grade boy.  (I'm pretty sure the 6th-grader wrote the lines quoted above.)  

I'm a sucker for pop songs with goofy yet clever lyrics – Sparks, 10cc, etc. – especially if the band includes a Farfisa or Vox Continental organ:

Vox Continental organ
Gruppo Sportivo's first album – which was released in Europe in 1977 – was titled Ten Mistakes.  Their first American album – which was released in 1979 – was titled Mistakes, and most of its content came from Ten Mistakes.  

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The first song on Mistakes is "Mission à Paris," which the band's website describes as "a dime-store spy novel of stolen NATO plans and secret rendezvouses at the Eiffel Tower."  (Whoever wrote that line could use an ESOL class or two.)

Mission a Paris
Shoot down immediately
Oh oh so and so
Du Deuxieme Bureau
Who stole a NATO plan
For flying carpet men
A secret formula
Ca va et cetera
(The Deuxieme Bureau was the French military intelligence agency.)

Click here to listen to "Mission à Paris."

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The most outrageous song on the LP (and there was some very stiff competition for that title) was "P.S. 78," an infectious little ditty about a high-school French class:

We are American kids
Rich daddies and big t*ts
Vive la France, les Wallons
Le camembert, et le bonbons
(If you can't remember the difference between camembert and brie, this article will help.)

Click here to listen to "P. S. 78."

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Click here to listen to today's featured song, "Hey Girl," which is the Gruppo Sportivo track I've picked for the 2 OR 3 LINES "SILVER DECADE" HALL OF FAME.  

I didn't pick it because it's better than "Mission à Paris" or "P. S. 78" – both of which are just as great as "Hey Girl."

But I could only pick one of those three songs – meaning I had a tougher choice than Sophie Zawistowski.

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