How My Mind Works
I was going to play something totally different today but woke up with this song on my mind and being a victim of my subconscious (or whatever part of our brain it is that holds on to songs and randomly spits them out when we least expect it), I'm going to play it.
I grew up on the "classics": Andy Williams, Perry Como, Nat King Cole, The Brothers Four and The New Christy Minstrels and like that. So it should come as no surprise that the work of Burt Bacharach and Hal David was also pretty huge around our...
Oh, cripes! I know why this song is on my mind! I was surfing channels last night and saw about 3 minutes of "Duets", in which Angie Dickinson plays the role of Gwyneth Paltrow's grandmother. And I was thinking, "She sure seems to be aging nicely" and wondering if she's had any work done when it flitted across my brain that she'd been married to Mr. Bacharach.
(I was always a little mystified by that particular hookup: she was, after all, Pepper Anderson and he wrote love songs. To my adolescent mind that seemed like an odd mix. I didn't know much).
Anyway, that's probably the coin that unlocked this little number from the jukebox that is my brain.
Naked Eyes "Always Something There To Remind Me"
I grew up on the "classics": Andy Williams, Perry Como, Nat King Cole, The Brothers Four and The New Christy Minstrels and like that. So it should come as no surprise that the work of Burt Bacharach and Hal David was also pretty huge around our...
Oh, cripes! I know why this song is on my mind! I was surfing channels last night and saw about 3 minutes of "Duets", in which Angie Dickinson plays the role of Gwyneth Paltrow's grandmother. And I was thinking, "She sure seems to be aging nicely" and wondering if she's had any work done when it flitted across my brain that she'd been married to Mr. Bacharach.
(I was always a little mystified by that particular hookup: she was, after all, Pepper Anderson and he wrote love songs. To my adolescent mind that seemed like an odd mix. I didn't know much).
Anyway, that's probably the coin that unlocked this little number from the jukebox that is my brain.
Naked Eyes "Always Something There To Remind Me"
Labels: Jukebox Friday
cobbled together by Moi at 9:36 AM
25 Comments:
(What the tale nightengale? Just saw that!) ha. I haven't heard this song since since jr high or high school WOWZA!
I am surprised that I still remember all the words to this song. No wonder I have CRS now!
(Have you heard about Hugo and Kim?) You are such a young thing, Lost. But ain't it just a great one?
And it continually amazes me that I can recall the lyrics of hundreds and hundreds of songs, hymns, commercials, tv themes and show tunes but couldn't begin to tell you how many provinces there are in Canada or what I had for lunch yesterday.
Oh, and one last thing...not only do you remember all the words but I guarantee you'll be singing snippets of it all day.
Ba Ha Ha Ha (Note no w)
I was wondering how one would get videos from that era and i guess its just a matter of people doing covers. Very cool.
More skills learned as one blogs makes blogging (sp) a learning experience as well as an enterainment form for the readers.
Are readers refered to as hits?
Peace
:+}
Wonderful tie in with the remember thingee...you are so talented in your writing.
Oh and because it is multiple comment friday...
I can't remember anything about life but ask me things about airplanes and my mind works wonders.
I love the 80's. I love them so much that--
Wait, hang on for a second.
Okay, I'm back now.
Sage started it.
Actually Lost started it, but Sage made an event out of it.
Sage, seriously, that whole tie in thing happened exactly as you read it. I was all set to talk about how much I loved this particular version of this song and then I had my "oh cripes" moment.
Hence the title of today's post. I know a hell of a lot about the 6 wives of Henry VIII and can make delicious sauces without a recipe. Still don't remember what I had for lunch yesterday.
JP, I love the 80s so much I wish there were a repository of all things 80s so I could go listen to my synth pop whenever I wanted.
Lost and Sage...they are, individually and collectively, cute as buttons!
Thanks for this insight into the wonderful mind of lorraine!
..it's not nearly s dark and scary as I thought it would be.
Not at all like professor Pop's.
You're welcome, Sling.
I dusted and tidied up before you came.
Right?
I'm so happy to know someone else was slightly ... um ... bothered by Angie Dickinson and Burt Bacharach. I'm sorry to admit a marriage had nothing to do with it. Both of them always made me think of fluorescent lights in a Vegas elevator.
I'm very sorry about that.
..I'm stealing Booda's line about 'flourescent lights in a Vegas elevator'..That's some damm fine imagery right there.
Booda, thank you for putting into words precisely what had ooged out both Sling and meself.
Just out of curiosity, did you love the movie A Mighty Wind? I'm guessing that you did (as I did - oh my gosh, love me some Eugene Levy/Catherine O'Hara)
If you haven't seen it, get thee to Netflix poste haste. You'll be singing Old Joe's Place all week.
On topic, who wouldn't love Burt? Angie knew a good thing when she heard it.
Ha! anytime something reminds me of something-this song pops into my head. :)
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