Author: Tory Fodder

  • Song of the Week: The Biggest Lie

    A thousand apologies for those who have written to complain about the absence of songs of the week. Blame it on finals. As an act of obeisance, let me say that this week’s song of the week will not disappoint.

    I rarely buy songs on iTunes. Although with “one-click” shopping and Apple so willing to store my credit card information, one might wonder why not. Even so, when I heard the song which follows I was utterly haunted and compelled to make the purchase.

    By all accounts, today’s featured artist Elliott Smith was a troubled person. Born and raised across the U.S. but primarily hailing from Portland, Smith’s life was shrouded in addiction and depression. In turn, his melancholic lyrics aptly reflect the tortured mind of a troubled soul. What makes his style of music so captivating is the clear high-tenor of Smith’s voice coupled with an almost wispy style of delivery. If one listens late enough, Smith’s singing can be mistaken for errant thoughts passing through the shadows of mind.

    By way of introduction, some of you may recall Smith’s music as featured in the Robin Williams’ film Good Will Hunting. The Pax Plena song of the week is taken from Smith’s self-titled, 1995 album- dubbed by critic Rob O’Connor as “one of the most understated and incredible albums to emerge from the indie-rock scene in the 1990s.”

    Please enjoy, Elliott Smith’s The Biggest Lie.

    The Biggest Lie

    I’m waiting for the train
    The subway that only goes one way
    The stupid thing that will come to pull us apart
    And make everybody late
    You spent everything you had
    Wanted everything to stop that bad
    And now i’m a crushed credit card registered to smith
    Not the name that you call me with
    You turned white like a saint
    I’m tired of dancing on a pot of gold flake paint
    Oh we’re so very precious, you and i
    And everything that you do makes me want to die
    Oh i just told the biggest lie
    I just told the biggest lie
    The biggest lie

  • Song of the Week: Tennessee Waltz

    My thoughts seem to be oddly turned toward Nashville this week. This afternoon, I stumbled upon an old favorite introduced to me during my erstwhile days at Dartmouth. Norah Jones with her smooth vocals and dexterous piano playing couldn’t have performed the rendition of the song any better.

    Without further ado the Pax Plena song of the week is none other than Redd Stewart and Pee Wee King’s 1947 hit, the Tennessee Waltz as performed by Norah Jones. Lyrics follow. Enjoy!

    (Note: The Tennessee Waltz is in no way intended to be confused with the Tennessee Waltz sting operation which sent several top Volunteer State Democrats to prison)

    Tennessee Waltz
    As Performed by Norah Jones

    I was dancin’ with my baby to the Tennessee Waltz
    When an old friend I just happened to see
    I introduced her to my loved one
    And while they were dancin’
    My friend stole my sweetheart from me

    I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz
    And I knew just how much I had lost
    I have lost my little darlin’
    The night they were playing
    The beautiful Tennessee Waltz

    I remember the night and the Tennessee Waltz
    And I knew just how much I had lost
    I have lost my little darlin’
    The night they were playing
    The beautiful beautiful Tennessee Waltz
    The Tennessee Waltz

  • Bluebird Cafe Gets New Owners

    Years ago, under happier circumstance, I had the chance to visit Nashville, TN and the Bluebird Cafe.

    Actually located closer to nearby Brentwood than Nashville, the Bluebird struck me as remarkable place precisely because it seemed so typical. Opened along a nondescript strip mall just off a major artery out of the city, the Bluebird boasted cramped tables, and only mediocre food. Not at all what one would expect from a famous restaurant.

    Of course, the real hallmark of the venue was its legend among country music artists. In many ways, the Bluebird Cafe is to country music what the Apollo Theater is to Jazz- an unexpected, musical sacred center.

    Opened in the early 1980s, the Bluebird Cafe quickly became home to a regular gathering of music artists who provided live music for the restaurant’s tiny stage. Eventually, some of these artists would go on to net major recording contracts with record labels across Music City. Famous names include song writing ace Paul Overstreet and country music legend Garth Brooks.

    The rest, as they say, is history. As a venue, the small cafe soon became a mainstay of country music lore.

    At any rate, I was saddened to learn a few months back that the cafe’s future was in jeopardy as its owners mulled retirement. Fortunately, news on the wires this week is that the cafe has earned a reprieve.

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    According to the Tennessean, the cafe will be purchased by the Nashville Songwriters Association International and will remain in operation for years to come.

  • Song of the Week: There’s Your Trouble

    We had once a consistent song of the week here Pax Plena. The lapse is utterly my own. consider this the latest attempt to revive the practice. Today’s song of the week is a fun one for both the wistful and self deprecating alike. Courtesy of the Dixie Chicks- back when they were musicians rather than political activists; to wit, they have always been much better at the former than the latter- the song will surely be a blast from the past for country music fans out there. Without further ado, the Pax Plena song of the week is none other than the Dixie Chick’s There’s Your Trouble. Lyrics follow after the jump. http://video.google.com/googleplayer.swf?docId=-2822071750978649608&hl=en There’s Your Trouble Should have been different, but It wasn’t different, was it Same old story Dear John and so long Should have fit like a glove Should have fit like a ring, Like a Diamond ring Token of true Love Should have all worked out but it didn’t She should be here now but she isn’t CHORUS There’s your trouble, there’s your trouble You keep seeing double with the wrong one You can’t see I love you You can’t see she doesn’t But you just keep holding on There’s your trouble So now you’re thinking ’bout All you’re missing how Deep you’re sinking Round and round dragging down Why don’t you cash in your chips Why don’t you call in a loss Not such a big loss Chalk it up better luck Could have been true love but it wasn’t It should all add up but it doesn’t REPEAT CHORUS Should of all worked out but it didn’t She should be here now but she isn’t REPEAT CHORUS [Link]

  • Off On The Road To Morocco

    In the Pax Plena Song of the Week, we featured Stewie Griffin and Brian singing “Off on the Road to Rhode Island.”

    For the sake of contrast, please find below the original number as performed by Bing Crosby and Bob Hope titled, “Off on the Road to Morocco.”

    Hat tip to Belgian Prince.