Tuesday’s Tune ~ Mr. Bojangles

*This is not a video I put together.  It was found on Youtube. The lyric scroll has a few typos & the wrong words in a spot, but the charcoal on paper rendering charmed me.  It’s similar to the Bojangles that my mind saw as a young child.

I was a young kid when this song, written by Jerry Jeff Walker, was released by the Nitty Gritty Dirt Band in 1970.  I can still remember how the lyrics painted for me a vivid picture of the story.  I saw the tattered Mr. Bojangles, weathered wrinkled skin, over sized clothes dirty and worn; a frazzled piece of rope holding up his britches.

I saw the dreary cells of the county jail that were home to Bojangles more often than not.

I saw his scruffy dog and snapshots of 15 years of travel – little town to little town, his dog by his side, then waiting patiently for his friend by the stage or outside the honky tonk door. I saw his dog sit without judgement or despair beside Bojangles like a statue, when Bojangles was passed out cold from too much drink. Moving only to utter a menacing growl should anyone come close.

As my house knew a bit about booze, I saw Mr. Bojangles in a drunken stupor for weeks after his beloved companion died. 24 hours cycles of drink and fitful sleep procured anywhere his body fell. No dancing, no food – just a dank, dark grief that no perscription of moonshine or fire water would heal.

Then I saw, to his broken heart’s relief, Bojangles waking up one afternoon to a hunger for sustenance; his dance coming first with a cup of soup and a bit of bread soon after. I saw Bojangles pull himself up, brush off his rags, straightened his dusty hat and gingerly soft-step down the street to the honkytonk.

I saw the cycle, sans his best friend, begin again.

Tuesday’s Tune ~ Adele – When We Were Young

I love this song. It reminds me of raising my (now adult) child and growing with him. I was the last of 6 kids and by the time I came into the world, whether it was because of their burn out, absence of interest (more on THAT someday) or lack of money for camera film & processing, there were frightfully few pictures of me as a baby or a child save for school pictures. I knew of two.

When my son came into the world, I documented everything. Every freaking thing. I have 1000s of pictures of him and would have the same of video if I could have afforded a camera. But alas I could not so I kept on pointing and click, click, clicking.

He flew the nest 3 years ago after obtaining his degrees. He lives 7 hours away and soon 1000s as he is moving overseas. Whenever he comes to visit, the clicking resumes. And still, he smiles.

They are, and will always be, my most prized possessions.

Tuesday’s Tune~ The Person Who Invented Rock and Roll

And it ain’t a dude!

Introducing:

SISTER ROSETTA THARPE- Born March 20, 1915                                                                                                                                                   Passed on to heaven October 9, 1973

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Sister Rosetta early in adult careerSister Rosetta Tharpe 2.jfif

Sister Rosetta Manchester England 1964

Let’s hear a bit, yes?

After that you want to know more about Rosetta don’t you? I know, I know ! When I first learned of Sister Rosetta years ago, I could not get enough. I had to find out everything I possibly could! I mean, previous to that I, like many, I considered the inventor of rock & roll, Chuck Berry – The FATHER of rock and roll. He’s still completely deserving of the title of Father, but inventor? NAH. That title & honor belongs to Sister Rosetta and I believe that Mr. Berry would agree. He often spoke highly of her; how she was an inspiration to him throughout his life and career.

When you have a little time to relax, pour yourself a nice libation – hard or soft-and enjoy this documentary of Rosetta’s life.  Super interesting. Don’t get too comfy though. She will have you out of your seat and dancing in no time! Enjoy.

 

 

 

Tuesday’s Tune~ “Renegades” – X Ambassadors

My favorite lyric from this song:

Long live the pioneers
Rebels and mutineers
Go forth and have no fear
Come close and lend an ear

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Remember, tomorrow is never guaranteed.  So go forth; take your passion, kick ass and never look back no matter what may come your way.  There really isn’t any alternative! XO

“Renegades”

Run away-ay with me
Lost souls in revelry
Running wild and running free
Two kids, you and meAnd I said hey
Hey, hey, hey
Living like we’re renegades
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Living like we’re renegades
Renegades, renegadesLong live the pioneers
Rebels and mutineers
Go forth and have no fear
Come close and lend an ear

And I said hey
Hey, hey, hey
Living like we’re renegades
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Living like we’re renegades
Renegades, renegades

So, all hail the underdogs
All hail the new kids
All hail the outlaws
Spielbergs and Kubricks

It’s our time to make a move
It’s our time to make amends
It’s our time to break the rules
Let’s begin…

And I said hey
Hey, hey, hey
Living like we’re renegades
Hey, hey, hey
Hey, hey, hey
Living like we’re renegades
Renegades, renegades

Tuesday’s Tune ~ Iggy Pop – The Passenger, 1977

“….And everything was made for you and me
All of it was made for you and me
‘Cause it just belongs to you and me
So let’s take a ride and see what’s mine….”

I am the passenger and I ride and I ride
I ride through the city’s backsides
I see the stars come out of the sky
Yeah, the bright and hollow sky
You know it looks so good tonight

I am the passenger, I stay under glass
I look through my window so bright
I see the stars come out tonight
I see the bright and hollow sky
Over the city’s ripped backsides
And everything looks good tonight

Singing, la la la

Get into the car
We’ll be the passenger
We’ll ride through the city tonight
We’ll see the city’s ripped backsides

We’ll see the bright and hollow sky
We’ll see the stars that shine so bright
Stars made for us tonight

Oh, the passenger
How, how he rides
Oh, the passenger
He rides and he rides

He looks through his window
What does he see?
He sees the sign and hollow sky
He sees the stars come out tonight
He sees the city’s ripped backsides
He sees the winding ocean drive

And everything was made for you and me
All of it was made for you and me
‘Cause it just belongs to you and me
So let’s take a ride and see what’s mine

Singing, la la la

Oh, the passenger
He rides and he rides
He sees things from under glass
He looks through his window side

He sees the things that he knows are his
He sees the bright and hollow sky
He sees the city sleep at night
He sees the stars are out tonight

And all of it is yours and mine
And all of it is yours and mine
So let’s ride and ride and ride and ride

Singing, la la la

Tuesday’s Tune ~ Canadian Astronaut Chris Hadfield Remake Of Bowie’s “Space Oddity”

Straight up, my heart is all aflutter over this guy!

Now retired Canadian astronaut Chris Hadfield recorded, in orbit, not only this song, but an entire album while manning the International Space Station in 2013, during Expedition 35.  Hatfield’s remake of “Space Oddity” is the first music video to be recorded in space. His album will be released later his year.

You can read more about the making of this song and his album in this Rolling Stone interview.

Mr. Hadfield’s official site can be found here.