Monthly Archives: March 2013

Kelly, Sinatra and Munshin – New York, New York

I always feel a bit sorry for kids who don’t grow up in cities. Trees, grass and endless dreary patchworks of farmers’ fields that you can’t even walk on are very poor substitutes for the man-made wonders of a city. … Continue reading

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Warren Zevon – Please Stay

Asking your lover to stay with you until the end is fairly standard love song fare. But here, with Zevon knowing he only had a few months to live, it has an extra level of poignancy: built upon by some … Continue reading

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Larry Williams – Bony Moronie

My first exposure to Bony Moronie was the version my dad often sang when I was a kid: “I got a girl named Bony Moronie/she’s as skinny as a stick of macaroni/she’s got tits like boiled eggs…” What? It was … Continue reading

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Leo Sayer – Moonlighting

An unlikely pop star, Leo Sayer is now regarded as a bit of a loveable joke. Which is a shame really because he’s written, and performed, some great songs. This is my favourite of his. A short story about a … Continue reading

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Gruff Rhys – Candylion

From his solo LP of the same name, this is the Super Furry Animals’ frontman at his most playful and childlike. Although, given that it’s him, there’s probably meant to be a bit more to the song than simply a … Continue reading

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John Prine – Angel From Montgomery

Bonnie Raitt does a very fine version of this song. But Prine’s original Dylanesque/country version just edges it. Heartbreaking and hard-bitten, it’s the story of a weary middle-aged woman ruminating on her life and wishing for escape.

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Crime – Hot Wire My Heart

From 1976, this is considered to be the West Coast’s first punk record. Dirty, dangerous and thrillingly inept, it’s the sound of rock and roll falling down the stairs.

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