Songs That Tell Stories

this one by Eddie Fisher is a link to my Fort Ord, California
days as a basic trainee at the time it was on the charts.

Need I say this was not an uplifting number for me at the time.

Well, I see what you mean. I never heard that song before.

I never heard that one either, neko nomad. When I followed your garden on The Realm, I thought that you were Japanese.

Eddie's father referred to him as "Sonny Boy", so from Al Jolson.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=48kkiapaLyg

And from Eddie to his father.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y04seHfYLAA

Lol Anyone online here who spent time at Tachikawa AB around about 1960 knows the name The Neko Nomads- the basketball team that stomped butt.

You had to have travelled by Greyhound during the days of the UMT draft as a private last-class to appreciate the lyrics of Eddie's ballad. That song imo deserves its obscurity.

This Jimmy Buffet song is about a time in Haiti long gone.

My African Friend

Thanks for those great songs by two great artists, letty.

Thanks for the Jimmy Buffet, panz.

The anniversary of Sputnik is almost here.



http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TbAXkWPasYw

Red Army Chorus Meadowland was also sung at the time.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=N7zqfaiWV6M

I was still going to school when Sputnik was launched. There was amazement and concern, in my community. I felt mixed emotions. I wanted America to be first in everything, but was happy humans were finally making the leap into space. Thanks for the videos.

When I taught school, specifically Humanities, one of the segments was called From the Mountains to the Moon.

Here is a loose translations of Meadowland, edgar.

Field, my field ..my wide field ... There the heroes ride, hey, over the field, hey, the heroes of the Russian army. The girls are crying, the girls are sorrowful today: Their darling went away to the army, hey, their darling went away to the army. You girls, look here, girls, wipe off your tears! The louder let us sing our song, hey, our pugnacious song. We only see a grey cloud: The army of the enemy behind the forest hey, the enemy's army like a cloud.

Thanks, letty.

Well she's up against the register
with an apron and a spatula
with yesterday's deliveries,
and the tickets for the bachelors
she's a moving violation
from her conk down to her shoes
but it's just an invitation to the blues

and you feel just like Cagney
looks like Rita Hayworth
at the counter of the Schwab's drug store
you wonder if she might be single
she's a loner likes to mingle
got to be patient and pick up a clue

she says howyougonnalikem
over medium or scrambled
anyway's the only way
be careful not to gamble
on a guy with a suitcase
and a ticket gettin out of here
it's a tired bus station
and an old pair of shoes
but it ain't nothing but an
invitation to the blues

but you can't take your eyes off her
get another cup of java
and it's just the way she pours it for you
joking with the customers
and it's mercy mercy Mr. Percy
there ain't nothin back in Jersey
but a broken-down jalopy of a
man I left behind
and a dream that I was chasin
and a battle with booze
and an open invitation to the blues

but she's had a sugar daddy
and a candy apple Caddy
and a bank account and everything
accustom to the finer things
he probably left her for a socialite
and he didn't love her 'cept at night
and then he's drunk and never
even told her that he cared
so they took the registration
and the car-keys and her shoes
And left her with an invitation
to the blues

'Cause there's a Continental Trailways leaving
local bus tonight, good evening
you can have my seat
I'm stickin round here for a while
get me a room at the Squire
the filling station's hiring
I can eat here every night
what the hell have I got to lose
got a crazy sensation,
go or stay and I've got to choose
and I'll accept your invitation to the blues

Missed Tom Waits. Great one, dude.

Vaughn Monroe told a tale musically way
back when; not sure if you heard it before,though.

It was a warning to the listener to change his ways.

Bad news about one of country music's greats, Charlie Louvin:
http://garyhayescountry.com/
Charlie served in Korea and this hit tells a great story circa 1951

Weapon Of Prayer: The Louvin Brothers [1951]

In that land across the sea, there’s a job for you and me
Though our presence there may not be found
We must stay each night and day on the battle line and pray
We must never lay our weapons down

Refrain: We don’t have to be a soldier in a uniform
To be of service over there
While the boys so bravely stand with the weapons made by hand
Let us trust and use the weapon of prayer

Many thousand miles away someone shed their blood today
With a heart so true and brave they’ve gone
To a war that’s yours and mine, let us join the battle line
With a weapon that will save our home

Refrain

When the planes and tanks and guns have done all that they can do
And the mighty bombs have rained and fell
Still the helpful Hand above holds a weapon made of love
And against Him none on Earth prevail

I love Vaughn Monroe's records. But, the one you posted was blocked. I'm guessing it was Ghost Riders in the Sky.

I listened to those Louvin boys many times in my childhood. Always enjoyed them.

Odd, edgar. Neko Nomad doesn't look Japanese.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4HmDISe8RYY&feature=related