Showing posts with label Chrissie Hynde. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Chrissie Hynde. Show all posts

Friday, March 11, 2022

Pretenders – "Talk of the Town" (1981)


Oh, but it’s hard to live by the rules

I never could and still never do

The rules and such never bothered you

You call the shots and they follow [ . . . ]


A “mind rhyme” – also known as a “subverted rhyme” or a “teasing rhyme” – is a rhyme that exists only in the mind of the listener.


But it didn’t get there by accident.  It got there because a poet put it there.


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Here’s the first verse of “Sweet Violets,” a song on the first Mitch Miller & The Gang album – which I listened to about a thousand times when I was a kid:


There once was a farmer who took a young miss

In back of the barn where he gave her a

Lecture on horses and chickens and eggs

And told her that she has such beautiful

Manners that suited a girl of her charms

A girl that he'd like for to take in his

Washing and ironing, and then if she did

They could get married and raise lots of

Sweet violets, sweeter than all the roses!


You think the farmer in “Sweet Violets” is going to give the young miss a kiss (instead of a lecture), compliment her on her beautiful legs (instead of her manners), take her in his arms (instead of her taking in his washing), and marry her so they can raise lots of kids (instead of sweet violets).


Mitch Miller & The Gang

But the songwriter is rope-a-doping you.  Instead of giving you the rhyming words that you anticipate – because those words would not only complete rhyming couplets but also make sense in context – you get something entirely different.


Click here to listen to “Sweet Violets.”  Or you can call me and I’ll sing it for you over the phone.  (I memorized the words to that song when I was about ten years old, and I will never forget them.)


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The lyrics from today’s featured song – the Pretenders’ 1981 hit, “Talk of the Town,” which was written by Chrissie Hynde – contain a pure mind rhyme:


The rules and such never bothered you

You call the shots and they follow


Hynde leaves out the “you” that you anticipate will follow “follow” and complete a rhyming couplet.  Unlike the “Sweet Violets” songwriter, she doesn’t replace “you” with a nonrhyming word – she simply stretches “follow” so its fills the space where “you” might have gone.  (Instead of “FOL-low YOU, she sings “FOL-LOW.”  There are two trochaic feet in each case, but there’s no unstressed syllable in the second example – just two stressed syllables.) 


Let’s look at the lines that precede and follow those lines:


Oh, but it’s hard to live by the rules

I never could and still never do

The rules and such never bothered you

You call the shots and they follow

I watch you still from a distance, then go

Back to my room, you’ll never know


The listener’s anticipation of hearing “follow you” instead of just “follow” at the end of the fourth line is heightened by the fact that not only does the previous line end in a word that rhymes with “you,” but so do the two lines before that one.  (“Rules” and “you” don’t constitute a perfect rhyme, but they’re close enough to make the absence of that final “you” more noticeable.)


Note also that by allowing the fourth line to end with “follow” instead of “you,” Hynde sets up rhymes with the next two lines (which end with “go” and “know”).


Think about it.  Hynde has gotten two rhymes for the price of one by leaving out “you” after “follow.”  She’s created actual rhymes with “follow,” “go,” and “know” – but she’s created an implied rhyme with the omitted “you.”


Well played, Chrissie Hynde – well played.


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You may think I’m missing the forest for the trees here.  


Actually, I’m missing the forest for the tree (singular) – after all, I’m talking about one word . . . or, to be more accurate, one non-word.


There’s a lot more I could say about “Talk of the Town.”  For example, there’s its gentle, wistful tone, which contrasts sharply with Hynde’s darker and harder-hitting songs (like the scornful “Pack It Up”) – it turns out that Chrissie has a soft side after all.


Chrissie Hynde

But it’s time for me to get off my Pretenders horse for a while – I’ve been riding it pretty hard, and it could probably benefit from a nice, long rest.


After a few weeks have passed, I’ll come to back to the Pretenders and do some summing up.  I’ve got two or three top-shelf Chrissie Hynde songs in my back pocket, but I want to take some time to think about them before I feature those songs on 2 or 3 lines – I want to do them justice.


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Click here to listen to “Talk of the Town,” which was a top-ten single in the UK in the spring of 1980.  It was released on the Pretenders II album in the summer of 1981.


Click on the link below to buy the record from Amazon:


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.


Click on the link below to buy the record from Amazon:


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.)


And click below to buy the record from Amazon:


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.


Click on the link below to buy “Pack It Up” from Amazon: