This is from the soundtrack of 1983’s Risky Business. That film, of course, is not a dystopian noir. But the soundtrack certainly has the feel of being from one.
I just love sound of this.
This is from the soundtrack of 1983’s Risky Business. That film, of course, is not a dystopian noir. But the soundtrack certainly has the feel of being from one.
I just love sound of this.
In today’s song of the day, Lou Reed sings about Andy Warhol and discusses his personal feelings toward Valerie Solanas, the woman who shot and nearly killed him.
Judging from the lyrics, this song was written after Warhol’s death in 1987 but before Solanas’s death in 1988. Needless to say, Reed did not have much use or sympathy for those who attempted to turn Solanas into a revolutionary icon or who claimed that her action could be explained by her mental illness. Reed demanded retribution and, with this brilliantly angry song, he got a little.
This song comes from Songs For Drella, a 15-song cycle about the life and art of Andy Warhol.
Valerie Solanas took the elevator
got off at the 4th floor
Valerie Solanas took the elevator
got off at the 4th floor
She pointed the gun at Andy saying
you cannot control me anymore
I believe there’s got to be some retribution
I believe an eye for an eye is elemental
I believe that something’s wrong if she’s alive right now
Valerie Solanas took three steps
pointing at the floor
Valerie Solanas waved her gun
pointing at the floor
From inside her idiot madness spoke and bang
Andy fell onto the floor
I believe life’s serious enough for retribution
I believe being sick is no excuse and –
I believe I would’ve pulled the switch on her myself
When they got him to the hospital
his pulse was gone they thought that he was dead
His guts were pouring from his wounds
onto the floor they thought that he was dead
Not until years later would
the hospital do to him what she could not
what she could not
Where were you, you didn’t come to see me
Andy said, I think I died, why didn’t you come to see me
Andy said, It hurt so much, they took blood from my hand
I believe there’s got to be some retribution
I believe there’s got to be some retribution
I believe we are all the poorer for it now
Visit me, visit me
Visit me, visit me
Visit me, why didn’t you visit me
visit me, why didn’t you visit me
Visit me, visit me
visit me, why didn’t you visit me
Songwriters: John Cale/Lou Reed
It’s Mozart’s birthday today. He was born, on this date, 269 years ago. It seems only appropriate to turn to his work for today’s song of the day.
I was trying to figure out what song to pick for song of the day when I happened to see that today would have been Eddie Van Halen’s birthday. I nearly picked Panama for our song but then I saw this video for a song called Mean Street on YouTube and I felt the video showed off Van Halen’s guitar playing a bit more than the video for Panama.
And that’s how Mean Street become today’s song of the day!
(Plus, I want to save Panama for whenever we get around to officially annexing it.)
At night I walk this stinkin’ street past the crazys on my block and I see the same old faces and I hear that same old talk and I’m searching for the latest thing, a break in this routine, I’m talkin’ some new kicks, ones like you ain’t never seen
This is home, well, this is Mean Street, it’s our home, the only one I know
And we don’t worry ’bout tomorrow ’cause we’re sick of these four walls
Now what you think is nothin’ might be somethin’ after all
Now you know this ain’t no through street, the end is dead ahead
The poor folks play for keeps down here, they’re the living dead
Come on down, huh, down to Mean Street
They’re dancin’ now, Lord, out on Mean Street
Dance, baby
It’s always here and now, my friend, it ain’t once upon a time, it’s all over, but the shouting, I come, I take what’s mine
We’re searching for the latest thing, a break in this routine, talkin’ some new kicks ones like you ain’t never seen
This is home, mmm, this is Mean Street, it’s our home, only one I know
See, a gun is real easy in this desperate part of town, turns you from hunted into hunter (yeah), you go an’ hunt somebody down, wait a minute, ah, somebody said fair warning, Lord, Lord, strike that poor boy down
Songwriters: Edward Van Halen / Alex Van Halen / Michael Anthony / David Lee Roth
Since today is Tobe Hooper’s birthday and I’ve already shared a scene from The Texas Chainsaw Massacre, it seems appropriate that today’s song of the day should come from Texas as well!
Here is the University of North Texas’s One O’Clock Lab band performing Dizzy Gillespie’s Things To Come!
Since today is John Belushi’s birthday and I already shared a scene from Animal House, it only feels appropriate that today’s song of the day should come from the film as well. From Stephen Bishop, here is …. ANIMAL HOUSE!
Let me t-t-tell you ’bout some friends I know
They’re kinda crazy but you’ll dig the show
They can party ’till the break of dawn
at Delta Chi you can’t go wrong
Otter, he’s the ladies man
Every girl falls into his hands
Boon and Katy playing “Cat and Mouse”
and Mrs. Wormer, she’s the queen of the
ANIMAL HOUSE
ANIMAL HOUSE
ANIMAL HOUSE
That Pinto he’s a real swell guy
Clorette was jailbait but he gave her a try
Chip, Doug, and Greg, they’re second to none
They studied under Attila the Hun
Mr. Jennings has got his wig on tight
Flounder’s left shoe’s always on his right
Babs and Mandy are having a pillow fight
With D-Day, Hoover, Otis Day and the Knights
DO THE BLUTO
Come on baby, dance with me
Maybe if we do the Bluto
We will get an “A” in lobotomy
DO THE BLUTO
DO THE BLUTO
DO THE BLUTO
DO THE BLUTO
Aw, come on!
Let me tell ya
Dean Wormer tried to shut us down
But he fell and he broke his crown
He didn’t know about the Delta spunk
He came in handy when we were short a skunk
At the
ANIMAL HOUSE
Songwriters: Stephen Bishop

The Allman Brothers Band, as accomplished and acclaimed as they were, seem to not have the garnered the same attention with the younger generations like their contemporaries such as Lynyrd Skynyrd, Kansas, Creedence Clearwater Revival, etc. It’s a shame really since they were probably the greatest band to come out of the southern rock scene.
Led by frontman Gregg Allman with the mythical Duane Allman and Dickey Betts bookending him as duo lead guitarists, The Allman Brothers Band came onto the scene with their mixture of blues-inspired rock and that southern flavor (almost a touch of the bluegrass and country) that left such a huge with rock listeners during the late 60’s and throughout the 1970’s. Their signature song will always be the ever-present “Whipping Post” where anyone wanting to take up the guitar will hear the genius slide-guitar playing of Duane Allman (dying at the age of 24 and cementing his spot in rock legend lore).
Yet, Dickey Betts also had his time to shine as Duane’s partner-in-crime and this is more than evident on his work in the band’s track “Ramblin’ Man” released in 1973 which in itself inspired by the Hank Williams song of the same name. “Ramblin’ Man” is one of the band’s more country-sounding song, but it’s blues rock foundation comes to the forefront with Dickey Betts performing the outro guitar solo to finish off the song.
While Duane Allman’s death in 1971 could’ve been the death knell to this rising band, it powered through this tragedy and more than a little help from Duane’s guitar-mate Dickey Betts.
Ramblin’ Man
Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man,
Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best I can.
And when it’s time for leavin’,
I hope you’ll understand,
That I was born a ramblin’ man.
My father was a gambler down in Georgia,
And he wound up on the wrong end of a gun.
And I was born in the back seat of a Greyhound bus
Rollin’ down highway 41.
Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man,
Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best I can.
And when it’s time for leavin’,
I hope you’ll understand,
That I was born a ramblin’ man.
[Interlude]
I’m on my way to New Orleans this mornin’,
Leaving out of Nashville, Tennessee,
They’re always having a good time down on the bayou, Lord
Them Delta women think the world of me.
Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man,
Tryin’ to make a livin’ and doin’ the best I can.
And when it’s time for leavin’,
I hope you’ll understand,
That I was born a ramblin’ man.
[Repeat and Fade]
Lord, I was born a ramblin’ man…
[Guitar Solo]
Great Guitar Solos Series
I watched the classic Terence Hill film Super Fuzz last night. As anyone who has seen the movie can tell you, the movie features a theme song that just won’t quit. It’s been stuck in my head since last night. And now, it can be stuck in yours!
There’s a man, do you see?
And he looks just like you and me
Didn’t he know?
Everything he got don’t show
There’s a cop, do you see?
And he looks like every cop on the street
You will discover
You can’t judge this cop by his cover
He’s a super snooper
Really super trooper
A wonder cop, a one like you never saw
He’s a super snooper
Really super trooper
A wonder cop, who roll the side of the law
There’s a stir on the floor
Super snooper open the door
Didn’t he know?
Everything he got don’t show
He’s a super snooper
Really super trooper
A wonder cop, a one like you never saw
He’s a super snooper
Really super trooper
He’s a super snooper
Really super trooper
A wonder cop, a one like you never saw
He’s a super snooper
Really super trooper
He’s a super snooper
Really super trooper
A wonder cop, a one like you never saw
He’s a super snooper
Really super trooper
A wonder cop who roll the side of the law
Songwriters: Angelo La Bionda / Carmelo La Bionda / Timothy Touchton
I’ve always liked this song. It’s one of the few songs that I can kind of decently sing and it describes my feelings towards a lot of people who were important to me in years past. It also describes the way I feel about certain people now. This song was originally recorded and made famous by Lulu but my favorite version is this cover by Tina Arena.
Those schoolgirl days
Of telling tales and biting nails are gone
But in my mind
I know they will still live on and on
But how do you thank someone
Who has taken you from crayons to perfume?
It isn’t easy, but I’ll try
If you wanted the sky
I would write across the sky in letters
That would soar a thousand feet high
“To sir, with love”
The time has come
For closing books and long last looks must end
And as I leave
I know that I am leaving my best friend
A friend who taught me right from wrong
And weak from strong
That’s a lot to learn
What, what can I give you in return?
If you wanted the moon
I would try to make a start
But I would rather you let me give my heart
“To sir, with love”
Songwriters: Don Black / Mark London