Favourite Lu song solos…….

Excellent post. Lots of little things going on in many of her songs.

sometimes i whistle the opening of angels laid him away and jackson – and i can’t whistle properly, in fact i can’t whistle at all. i can’t think of a nicer compliment.

i’ve been listening to lucinda quite a lot in the last 11 months, and i have specific memories concerning tiny bits of each song.

i love the neverending “willing'” in the end of hard road, the la la las from out of touch and side of the road, the hey heys from 2 kool, the oh ohs from greenville, the way she sings “just for the love of someone, and a big red sun” (big red sun blues), “did they lay down a law and lock up your heart” (steal your love) and “every time i see you, i wanna fall in love again” (king of hearts); the storytelling of memphis pearl and pineola, the images that i get from car wheels (“cotton fields stretching miles and miles”) and minneapolis (“snow covers the street lamps and the windowsills”); the last “of mine” of “little angel, little brother”, the “i love you, mama you sweet” over and over, the “baby sweet baby” from fruits of my labor. love the opening of people talkin” (especially the “tryin’ to teeeear us apart” bit), the unbelievably sing-along quality of concrete and barbed wire and sweet old world.

you know what, the drums, the wonderful drums of 2 kool top everything. in my opinion the last part of this song contains the most striking attempt on lucinda’s part to make sense of an event that is in itself incomprehensible (to me), the whole “he asked me ‘would you jump into the water with me'” and “it’s your own death you see”. and then you just get another unsolvable enigma (“junebug vs. hurricane” stamped on a wall, a single photo from a book as an inspiration) and those very weird, very beautiful, very disturbing hey heys. i have no idea what to make of this song, but this is possibly the best i’ve ever heard.

i also love the gurf morlix version, it’s quieter and lovelier, but i don’t think it’s better. the album version just goes in a wondrous crescendo of a finale, while this one tries to “make sense” of everything by repeating the kind of conforting, just-let-it-go first lines “you can’t depend on anything really, there’s no promises, there’s no point” before the final hey heys.

it’s very hard to write in english. sorry for any mistake/misspell.

and, oh, come to south america one day, please! there’ll be a nice crowd awaiting, and a beautiful natural setting, nice bridges and rivers.