• Song of the Week: The Streets of Bakersfield

    The Pax Plena Song of the Week comes to you courtesy of country music, and the the late 1980s.

    Doubtless, few will remember what they were doing during the hot and dusty summer of 1988. Yours truly was roughly five years old (almost six!). President Reagan appointed Judge Anthony M. Kennedy to the United States Supreme Court that spring. Microsoft had just released Windows 2.1. And, perhaps most memorably, later that December, Pan Am Flight 103 would explode over Lockerbie, Scotland.

    But sometime, during the lowly month of August, Capitol Records would release the third album of country music upstart Dwight Yoakam titled Buenos Noches from a Lonely Room.

    The album, by most accounts, had little promise.

    To many in southern Oklahoma, a genuine citadel of country music, Dwight Yoakam was a shtick performer – an ugly cross between an epileptic Elvis Presley, and a skinny Vince Gill. Regardless, Yoakam’s album skyrocketed to the top of the Country Music billboards. And, leading the way was our song of the week, The Streets of Bakersfield. Little promise, indeed.

    Aside from its underdog appeal, what makes our song unique is its obvious Southwest influence. From the accordion, to the guitars, to the subject matter, The Streets of Bakersfield is rife with the music and energy of the Southwest. In no other region of the world would one expect to find the imagery of the working man so seamlessly melded with the hope of a better life and the reality of bad luck. As a result of this vivid narrative of the American west, it is not difficult to imagine the plight of a drunk, staggering down Chester Avenue in sunny Bakersfield, CA.

    Even more than this, the song hearkens back to a musical era, not so long ago, that our society has already forgotten. Country music in the style of Dwight Yoakam and Buck Owens is all but gone, replaced with the pop country of Lady Antebellum and Taylor Swift. Nearly three years ago, I described Dwight Yoakam’s style as a rare deviation from the “kitsch of Nashville.” And even though Nashville is underwater tonight, the statement remains mostly true.

    With that, while the song remains up for posterity and the ad revenue of YouTube, please enjoy our Pax Plena Song of the Week, The Streets of Bakersfield. If nothing else, enjoy the traditional country music of the 1980s, and memories of what was a much simpler life.

    The Streets of Bakersfield by Dwight Yoakam and Buck Owens

    I came here looking for something
    I couldn’t find anywhere else
    Hey, I’m not trying to be nobody
    I just want a chance to be myself

    I’ve spent a thousand miles of thumbin’
    Yes I’ve worn blisters on my heels
    Trying to find me something better
    Here on the streets of Bakersfield

    Hey you don’t know me but you don’t like me
    You say you care less how I feel
    But how many of you that sit and judge me
    Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

    I spent sometime in San Francisco
    I spent a night there in the can
    They threw this drunk man in my jail cell
    I took fifteen dollars from that man

    Left him my watch and my old house key
    Don’t want folks thinkin’ that I’d steal
    Then I thanked him as I was leaving
    And I headed out for Bakersfield

    Hey you don’t know me but you don’t like me
    You say you care less how I feel
    But how many of you that sit and judge me
    Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

    Hey you don’t know me but you don’t like me
    You say you care less how I feel
    But how many of you that sit and judge me
    Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

    How many of you that sit and judge me
    Have ever walked the streets of Bakersfield?

  • Song of the Week: When the Saints Go Marching In

    The long week is over, and below is a Song of the Week to suit the occasion – particularly on this gorgeous Saturday morning.

    Of the stars in this performance, Louis Armstrong needs no introduction. Danny Kaye, though, may be a bit more obscure. In case it jogs the memory, Danny Kaye was an actor/singer/comedian who famously starred opposite Bing Crosby, Rosemary Clooney and Vera-Ellen, in the 1954 classic White Christmas. Anyway, by my estimation, Louis Armstrong and Danny Kaye performed many a beat in the night club circuits of old. Fortunately for us, at least one of their performances was caught on tape.

    Simply put, the video below is as fine an ad lib musical performance as any you will find. Ever. What really ‘makes’ the piece is how darn good they both were. We’ve since replaced true musical ability with the likes of Taio Cruz and Ke$ha, but at one point in time musicians actually had talent. The Armstrong & Kaye performance of “When the Saints Go Marching In” reminds us that this was so.

    I could describe the song more, but as one commenter on YouTube wrote, ‘It is genuinely unfair for someone to be this good.’ So, please enjoy the Pax Plena Song of the Week, When the Saints Go Marching In.

  • Song of the Week: Mack the Knife

    Last night the wife and I watched Kevin Spacey’s “Beyond the Sea.” I’ve yet to see a truly terrible Kevin Spacey film, and his performance in “21” has only heightened my curiosity since seeing it last spring. Being a passive fan of Bobby Darin’s the movie looked like a slam-dunk Netflix order for the middle of the week.

    We were not disappointed.

    In the film, Spacey plays the part of crooner Bobby Darin, and actually sings all of Darin’s hits in the film (soundtrack available here), including our Pax Plena Song of the Week Mack the Knife.

    Originally set to the 1928, Brecht – Weill Threepenny Opera, the German text of Mack the Knife tells the dark and twisted tale of murderer Mackie Messer, old Macheath, a.k.a. Mack the Knife. The opera opens with a minstrel solo comparing the villainous Macheath to the menacing teeth of a shark, before recounting Mack the Knife’s manifold robberies and murders.

    In the 1959 Bobby Darin hit Mack the Knife, the early verse tells much the same story as the Brecht – Weill version, yet it continues apace offering a modern rendition of the tale. But what really ‘makes’ the song  is the contrast between its subject matter and its music. If one compares Brecht & Weill’s german moritat with the version sung by Darin, well, one could be forgiven for thinking the two have nothing in common at all. Far from becoming Brecht’s sinister figure, Bobby Darin’s Mack the Knife could probably be a part of the show dancing on stage at The Copa with the legend himself.

    Musically, the song captures the essence of the crooner/lounge era of American music – a point in time often referred to as music’s golden age. The song begins softly with a steady baseline, and builds with casual ease as Darin tells the tale of Mack the Knife. In a voice thick with coquetry, Darin ticks off Mack’s bloody murders to his female audience, subtly mocking any fears the story might conjure. Like most crooner songs, the swinging tempo makes an unmistakable cameo appearance, all while pressing toward the song’s denouement where Darin jubilantly proclaims: Macky is back in town! In the end, the big band music is so alive, and so exciting, it’s as if welcoming a serial killer to the city were a perfectly logical thing to do.

    The video below is take from one of Darin’s early performances of the song. Alas, they don’t make ‘em like this anymore. Lyrics follow after the jump. Enjoy!

    Mack the Knife

    by Bobby Darin

    Oh, the shark, babe, has such teeth, dear
    And it shows them pearly white
    Just a jackknife has old MacHeath, babe
    And he keeps it, ah, out of sight

    Ya know when that shark bites with his teeth, babe
    Scarlet billows start to spread
    Fancy gloves, oh, wears old MacHeath, babe
    So there’s never, never a trace of red

    Now on the sidewalk, huh, huh, whoo sunny mornin’, uh huh
    Lies a body just oozin’ life, eek!
    And someone’s sneakin’ ’round the corner
    Could that someone be Mack the Knife?

    There’s a tugboat, huh, huh, down by the river don’tcha know
    Where a cement bag just a’droopin’ on down
    Oh, that cement is just, it’s there for the weight, dear
    Five’ll get ya ten old Macky’s back in town

    Now d’ja hear ’bout Louie Miller? He disappeared, babe
    After drawin’ out all his hard-earned cash
    And now MacHeath spends just like a sailor
    Could it be our boy’s done somethin’ rash?

    Now Jenny Diver, ho, ho, yeah, Sukey Tawdry
    Ooh, Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
    Oh, the line forms on the right, babe
    Now that Macky’s back in town

    I said Jenny Diver, whoa, Sukey Tawdry
    Look out to Miss Lotte Lenya and old Lucy Brown
    Yes, that line forms on the right, babe
    Now that Macky’s back in town………………..
    …….. look out old Macky’s back!

    UPDATE: The women referred to, toward the end of the song, left me puzzled. A quick search on the web reveals that Jenny Driver, Sukey Tawdry, and Lucy Brown were all characters in Brecht’s Threepenny Opera. Lotte Lenya sang the original german moritat written by her husband,  composer Kurt Weill (i.e., of Brecht – Weill acclaim). A video of her performance, lo so many years ago is below. It makes for an interesting contrast with the Darin version above. Some similarities are obvious after watching both – proving once again the music tends to influence music.

  • Song of the Week: Jingle Bells

    With finals beginning tomorrow morning, now seems the perfect time to resurrect the Pax Plena Song of the Week! 

    The tune this week will be a familiar one to most.  Written in 1857 by Boston’s own James Lord Pierpont, the tune was featured prominently atop Diana Krall’s creatively titled Christmas album, “Christmas Songs” in 2005.

    But do not let such a blasé album title fool you.  This Jingle Bells track boasts an up-tempo rendition of the popular holiday song as sung by one of Jazz’s most popular and sultry vocalists. It’s enough to make one wish for a sleigh and snow – even in the middle of the desert.

    Besides some pretty sweet accompaniment from the Clayton-Hamilton Jazz Orchestra, Krall’s version also features the elusive last verse of the song, imploring youngsters to give life a go. Not bad advice this finals week.

    As always, lyrics follow after the jump, and a video of Krall’s performance appears below. Enjoy!





    “Jingle Bells”
    by Diana Krall

    Dashing through the snow
    In a one-horse open sleigh,
    Over the fields we go,
    Laughing all the way;
    Bells on bob-tail ring,
    making spirits bright,
    What fun it is to ride and sing
    A sleighing song tonight,

    O Jingle bells, jingle bells,
    jingle all the way!
    O what fun it is to ride
    In a one-horse open sleigh

    [repeat]

    Now the ground is white
    Go it while you’re young,
    Take the girls tonight
    And sing this sleighing song;
    Just get a bob-tailed bay
    two-forty as his speed
    Hitch him to an open sleigh
    And crack! You’ll take the lead.

    Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,
    Jingle all the way!
    O what fun it is to ride
    In a one-horse open sleigh.


    [repeat]

    [Vocal Improv]

    Hey, Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,
    Jingle jingle all the way!
    O what fun it is to ride
    In a one-horse open sleigh.

    Jingle Bells, Jingle Bells,
    Jingle jingle all the way!
    O what fun it is to ride
    In a one-horse open sleigh.

    Jingle bells, jingle all the way!
    O what fun it is to ride
    In a one-horse open sleigh.

    Jingle bells, jingle all the way!
    O what fun it is to ride

    In a one-horse open sleigh.

    I’m just crazy about horses!

  • Lolcat of the Week

    We are slowly resurrecting the lolcat of the week feature around these parts – even while the song of the week is pretty well defunct.

    Burning the midnight oils here in Tucson, I cannot help but think that the lolcat of the week accurately sums up my love affair with coffee (and now tea). Enjoy!

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