“Gimme all your lovin’ All your hugs and kisses too, Gimme all your lovin’ Don’t let up until we’re through.”
I didn’t know what blues and blues rock was when I first heard it on the radio and then watched it on MTV. I did know that they had a real unique sound that was very much like rock, but also had a sort of country vibe to it.
One of the first bands of blues rock that I really ended up being a fan of was ZZ Top and it was mainly due to their three videos for three singles off of their Eliminator album. The first one that I saw was for the track “Gimme All Your Lovin’“.
The video itself was just very cool. It had everything a young boy was curious about. Cars, girls and rock and roll. Well, mostly it was the girls and the video to this song introduced the “Three ZZ Girls”.
It was much, much later in high school that I went back to listening to ZZ Top and their songs and realize that they were pretty much singing about sex, sex and more sex to the tune of Texas boogie blues. I ended up loving the band even more then.
For some this is the height of hair metal at it’s raunchy. Some even call this song one of the best metal songs out there (though that’s stretching the term metal like it was Plastic-Man). I, for one, call this one of the guiltiest pleasures to come out of the hair metal scene of the 1980’s.
I’ll just let the lyrics speak to the cheesetastic and raunchirific pleasure this song was and remains (especially in strip clubs) to this very day.
Girls, Girls, Girls
Friday night and I need a fight My motorcycle and a switchblade knife Handful of grease in my hair feels right But what I need to make me tight are those
Girls, girls, girls Long legs and burgundy lips Girls, girls, girls Dancin’ down on Sunset Strip Girls, girls, girls Red lips, fingertips
Trick or treat, sweet to eat On Halloween and New Year’s Eve Yankee girls, you just can’t be beat But you’re the best when you’re off your feet
Girls, girls, girls At the Dollhouse in Fort Lauderdale Girls, girls, girls Rocking in Atlanta at Tattletails Girls, girls, girls Raising hell at the Seventh Veil
Have you read the news In the Soho Tribune? Ya know she did me Well, then she broke my heart
I’m such a good good boy I just need a new toy I tell you what, girl Dance for me I’ll keep you overemployed Just tell me a story You know the one I mean
Crazy Horse, Paris, France Forgot the names, remember romance I got the photos, a ménage à trois Musta broke those French’s laws with those
Girls, girls, girls At the Body Shop and the Marble Arch Girls, girls, girls Tropicana’s where I lost my heart Girls, girls, girls
Vince: Hey Tommy, check that out, man!
Tommy: What Vince? Where?
Vince: Right there, man! Hey baby, you wanna go somewhere?
I missed a couple of nights with a post leading up to Valentine’s Day. So, I shall make it up with a quickie, but definitely a classic choice for latest “Song of the Day”.
In what has to be one of the sexiest and raunchiest songs to explode from that little supergroup called Led Zeppelin in late 1969. Everything about this song oozes sex from Robert Plant’s performance to the silky riffs by Jimmy Page right up to the rhythmic pounding by Bonham on drums.
The song I speak of “Whole Lotta Love” and considered a favorite amongst fans of the group. Enough talk and just listen. I’m pretty sure there’s a sizable number of people who visit this site and go on the many social media outlets that owe their existence to their parents having this song on.
Whole Lotta Love
You need coolin’, baby, I’m not foolin’ I’m gonna send ya back to schoolin’ Way down inside, a-honey, you need it I’m gonna give you my love I’m gonna give you my love, oh
Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love
You’ve been learnin’ And baby, I been learnin’ All them good times Baby, baby, I’ve been a-yearnin’, ah A-way, way down inside A-honey, you need-a I’m gonna give you my love, ah I’m gonna give you my love, ah
Oh, whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love I don’t want more
Ooh, just a little bit Ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, hah, hah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah Ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah, ah No, no, no, no, ah Love, low-ow-ow-ow-ove Oh, my, my, my
You’ve been coolin’ And baby, I’ve been droolin’ All the good times, baby, I’ve been misusin’ A-way, way down inside I’m gonna give ya my love I’m gonna give ya every inch of my love (Ah) I’m gonna give you my love Yeah, alright, let’s go
Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love Wanna whole lotta love
(Way down inside) Way down inside (Way down inside, woman, you) Woman (Woman, you) You need it (Need) Love
My, my, my, my My, my, my, my, oh Shake for me, girl I wanna be your backdoor man Hey, oh, hey, oh Hey, oh, ooh Oh, oh, oh, oh Hoo-ma, ma, hey Keep a-coolin’, baby A-keep a-coolin’, baby A-keep a-coolin’, baby Ah, keep a-coolin’, baby, ah, ah-hah, oh-oh
Whoever has been in charge of choosing the songs that make up the soundtrack for AMC’s The Walking Dead I must salute you. With Bear McCreary’s Southern gothic-influenced score this show has been flush with some excellent songs to end particularly strong episodes. Last week’s strong episode of The Walking Dead saw a favorite character from season 1 make an emotional and heartbreaking return. It also helped refocus the show’s main lead to forging past his own psychological and emotional problems to take on the looming war about to begin.
The song which ended this episode is my choice for “Song of the Day” and it’s from British songwriter-musician Jamie N. Commons.
“Lead Me Home” doesn’t just end the episode but also helps put a spotlight on this show’s third season and it’s many themes concerning not just the zombie apocalypse the survivors must exist and survive in, but how they go about this task. The song’s lyrics takes on the show’s very Southern gothic roots as Rick, Michonne and Carl drive away from Rick’s hometown passing by wrecked vehicles, bodies both freshly killed and decaying.
The song really hit home when they pass by the mauled remains of the backpacker they ignored and passed by earlier in the episode whow as begging to be picked up and saved. It’s this scene which brings to light how much cynicism and distrust as entered these survivors. Faith in the goodness of people has been abandoned for the sake of survival and the roadside remains of their inaction to save this backpacker when he most needed it was shown in gory detail. It’s not the Lord that’s inside them now, but darkness and it will be a long way back before Rick and his people can lead themselves back “home”.
Lead Me Home
Oh lord live inside me, lead me on my way Oh lord live inside me, lead me on my way Lead me home Lead me home
Oh lord in the darkness, lead me on my way Oh lord in the darkness, lead me on my way Lead me home Lead me home
Hmmmmm Hmmmmm
Oh lord heaven’s waiting, open up your door Oh lord heaven’s waiting, open up your door Lead me home Lead me home
The night is growing late and to close it out I’ve chosen a new “Song of the Day” and it’s an all-time blues-rock classic from the 60’s.
Even if one wasn’t a fan of rock from the 1960’s they still would recognize the biggest hit ever released by the British blues-rock band The Animals with their 1964 hit, “House of the Rising Sun”. The weren’t the first band or musicians to have sung the song. No one truly knows the origin of the song, but music luminaries such as Bob Dylan, Woody Guthrie, Lead Belly, Joan Baez and Nina Simone were just a few to have covered it. It would be The Animals version which would live on as the one best remembered.
The song doesn’t just have the soulful cadence of classic blues, but has lyrics that show’s the band’s folk rock influences. It became part of the British Invasion of the United States during the 60’s when rock bands from them to The Beatles, The Rolling Stones right up to The Yardbirds would dominate American airwaves. The Animals would cement their place amongst these giants with this single. One thing which really powered this song through the juggernaut that was The Beatles would be the powerful vocals by frontman Eric Burdon matched with the keyboard playing of Alan Price.
“House of the Rising Sun” by The Animals continues to entertain fans old and new and still one of the best songs to come out during the 1960’s.
House of the Rising Sun
There is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I’m one
My mother was a tailor She sewed my new bluejeans My father was a gamblin’ man Down in New Orleans
Now the only thing a gambler needs Is a suitcase and trunk And the only time he’s satisfied Is when he’s on a drunk
[Organ Solo]
Oh mother tell your children Not to do what I have done Spend your lives in sin and misery In the House of the Rising Sun
Well, I got one foot on the platform The other foot on the train I’m goin’ back to New Orleans To wear that ball and chain
Well, there is a house in New Orleans They call the Rising Sun And it’s been the ruin of many a poor boy And God I know I’m one
Through the Shattered Lens 