Two For Tuesday: Dionne Warwick

Back when we discussed Burt Bacharach and Hal David, I mentioned that most of the songs they wrote were for Dionne Warwick, the subject of today’s Two for Tuesday. They also acted as her producers through much of the beginning of her career. She was ubiquitous on the pop charts through much of the mid- to late-Sixties and into the Seventies,

In 1967, she recorded the theme for the movie adaptation of Jacqueline Susann’s Valley Of The Dolls, which starred Barbara Parkins, Patty Duke, Sharon Tate, Susan Hayward, and Lee Grant. The song was written by André and Dory Previn, and while Ms. Previn’s version appears on the original soundtrack album, Ms. Warwick’s is used in the movie. Ms. Susann reworked the lyrics so they would work better with her story, and both versions are used in the film. This reached #2 on the Hot 100 and #2 on the Cash Box survey. A rewoked sountrack album, Dionne Warwick In Valley Of The Dolls, was released in 1968 and rose to #6 in the US.

In 1968, Neil Simon adapted the 1960 movie The Apartment (which starred Jack Lemmon, Shirley MacLaine, and Fred MacMurray) into the musical Promises, Promises, featuring music by Bacharach and David. Ms. Warwick recorded one of the songs, “I’ll Never Fall In Love Again,” and it became a hit for her in 1969, rising to #6 on the Hot 100 and Cash Box surveys, #1 on the US Adult Contemporary chart, and #12 in Canada. (Bobbie Gentry’s version went to #1 in the UK.) Ms. Warwick also had hits with “I Say A Little Prayer” and “Promises, Promises” from the show.

Dionne Warwick, your Two for Tuesday, August 30, 2016.

Monday’s Music Moves Me: Your Inspirational Songs

Last week, I presented five songs that inspire me, in keeping with the M4 theme, and asked you which are the songs that inspire you. I got back a double album-sized list of songs, which I built into a YouTube playlist. You can see the whole playlist here, all eighteen songs, close to two hours’ worth of music. I already hit you folks with five songs every time I do one of these, and I thought eighteen was way too much. Then, I tried splitting the list in two, with the idea I’d do half today and half on Friday, but each list was close to, if not over, an hour, still way too much.

Finally, I landed on the perfect solution: tell you where the whole list was (which I’ve done), and pick a representative five songs to feature today. So, first, thanks to all my contributors…

The people I’ve linked to are other bloggers, so visit their blogs. If you’re not reading them, you’re missing a lot. I’ll bet the people not hyperlinked to could write some pretty good blogs, too, hint hint.

Now, on to the tunes… I picked these at random, in case you’re wondering…

Leaves of Grass – Gordon Lightfoot

Earth Song – Harry Belafonte and The Muppets

It’s My Life – Bon Jovi

Everyday People – Reba McEntire & Carole King

Right Here, Right Now – Jesus Jones

And that’s Monday’s Music Moves Me for August 29, 2016. Next week: Back To School Songs!

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The Week That Was

Another busy week here at TSOOHT. Thanks to everyone who stopped by and commented.

The assignment for Monday’s Music Moves Me was to come up with songs that inspired me. I came up with five, and you came up with many more. Thank you! I’ll build a playlist with all your suggestions and feature a few of them tomorrow.

Conway Twitty and Sam Moore won the latest Battle of the Bands, whether they or Aaron Neville did a better job of “A Rainy Night In Georgia.” It’s such a great song, there are no bad versions, but I concur, Conway and Sam did a hell of a job on it. There’ll be another Battle this Thursday, so be sure and stay tuned.

Linda Ronstadt continued our string of “Popular Chaanteuses” on Two For Tuesday. Linda retired from singing in 2011, and Parkinson’s disease has robbed her of her ability to sing, but she left behind an impressive catalog of music, so we’ll be hearing her gorgeous voice well into the future. As I told Birgit, she wasn’t just a beautiful girl who sang nice songs: she challenged herself, doing several albums of standards and several of music from Mexico and the Caribbean, and made that music as popular as her country and rock songs. Halfmoon Mollie liked the covers she did of Hank Williams Sr.’s songs. I always thought she’d sound wonderful doing Hank’s “I’m So Lonesome I Could Cry.”

My contribution to One-Liner Wednesday was sparked by an xkcd cartoon that reminded me of the classes in math that I took after Calculus. The only math classes after Calculus that have anything to do with numbers are Statistics and Differential Equations, both of which I’ve also suffered through taken. I actually liked Statistics, and my Diff EQ class was taught by a man who looked like a cartoon character. It was good to see that xkcd has so many fans among my readers. I think it’s funny even when I don’t exactly understand it.

Writer’s Workshop wanted to hear a story from my old neighborhood, and while it was a little off the reservation, I told the story of finding a combination lock in the alley and the things I went through to get the combination for it. Getting the combination involved walking places I hadn’t gone by myself and that I was sure my mother would have disapproved of (though, now that I think about it, she probably wouldn’t have cared). Then, after I got the combination, I had nothing to lock with it, so I locked it on the radiator in my room, only to discover several years later that I lost the combination. Everyone seems to like the stories of my old days, and Ed asked if I intended on building those into a book. I need a few more stories, but yes, there’ll be a book forthcoming at some point. Several people, including Joey and Kat, wanted to know if the lock was still there. Now they’ve got me curious, although I don’t know how I’d find out.

As is my practice here, the week after I publish a post where I’ve come up with songs to fit a theme, I ask my readers to do the same, and publish them the following week. The Friday Five was thus your choices for songs with “white” in the title. You came up with eight, including one that really didn’t belong (“The Night Has A Thousand Eyes” by Bobby Vee) but which I thought originally was called “Little White Lies.” If I had written the song, that would have been its name. Mollie wrote in to say that “White Lightning” was actually written by Texas disk jockey J. P. Richardson, better known by his performing name, “The Big Bopper.”

The prompt Linda came up with for Stream of Consciousness Saturday was “your/you’re/yore,” not necessarily in that order. I went on a rant about when to use “your” and when to use “you’re,” as well as “their/there/they’re” and “to/two/too.” Joey wrote about the same subject in her SoCS post, and included a delightfully profane chart of which word to use when. Reminds me of a discussion I had with a database administrator who’d had a few beers when I asked him what Third Normal Form was (which I remember by the sentence “the key, the whole key, and nothing but the key, so help me Codd.” It makes sense if you know some of the history behind it). Janet reminded me of the difference between “its” and “it’s,” Parul hinted at the difference between “then” and “than,” and Jo said her big bugaboo was “should of” and “could of,” which in no way mean the same thing as “should’ve” and “could’ve.” One that really gets me is people who use “cause” instead of “because”; please, if you’re going to do that, don’t forget the apostrophe in front of “’cause” to show that “be” has been dropped.

Has anyone noticed that political discussions on Facebook are rife with things like this? Better to stay out of it altogether.

Okay, well that’s it for this week. Tomorrow I publish your choices for inspirational songs, Tuesday another chanteuse, a one-liner for Wednesday, another Writer’s Workshop entry on Thursday, a Friday Five, and a stream of consciousness entry for Saturday, PLUS a Battle of the Bands this Thursday. See you then!


The answer to the quiz: former Today show weatherman Willard Scott.

You’re going to love your English lesson for today

You know what absolutely drives me bananas? People who don’t know when to use “your” and when to use “you’re.” Look at this sentence:

You’re going to need your coat.

“You’re” is a contraction for “you are.” “Your” is a possessive, like an adjective. In the sentence above, “your” modifies “coat.” They are NOT interchangeable!

Likewise, check out this sentence:

Would you go to the store and buy two tomatoes and a head of lettuce, too?

“To” is a preposition. It modifies “go,’ in this case. “Two” is a number, i.e. 2. “Too” is an adverb meaning the same thing as “also.” They are also NOT INTERCHANGEABLE!

And this:

Put their books over there. They’re on a trip today.

“Their” is a possessive, like “your.” It modifies “books.” “There” indicates a place. “They’re” is a contraction for “they are.” Again, they are NOT INTERCHANGEABLE!

I know I’m talking to a bunch of writers and ostensibly you know the difference between “too,” “two,” and “to,” and between “they’re,” “their,” and “there,” and “your” and “you’re.” Well, maybe you all know the difference, but there are plenty of writers out there who don’t, many of whom self-publish their books through Amazon then spend more time trying to browbeat their Twitter followers and Facebook friends into buying it than they do proofreading what they’ve written, and having someone who has an eye for catching stuff like misspellings, punctuation errors, and grammar mistakes read over their masterpiece and catch all this little crap. Mary catches this stuff all the time in the books she’s reading, and it drives her nuts. I’m sure it drives you nuts, too. I was taught by nuns that would tell me that spelling, grammar, and punctuation mistakes drove the nails into the Hands of Jesus…

English is a difficult language, I know, and it’s a mongrel, combining words from nearly every language on earth, each with its own spelling and grammar rules. And there are people who, God bless them, try very hard to learn it. Imagine the confusion they feel when someone doesn’t take the time to write things the way they were told to expect them to be written. Take pity on them. Please.


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The Friday Five: Your “White” Songs

I came up with five songs with “white” in the title, and asked if you had any other suggestions, and you gave me more than five. I do have one song that doesn’t have “white” in the title, and I’ll explain it when I get there.

White Wedding – Billy Idol Halfmoon Mollie thought of this one; while it’s not normally her style (but what do I know?) she was off to a wedding that day. I heard that “White Wedding” is a form of heroin, which might have been Billy’s original intent of the song, but the video shows him at a Goth wedding, so maybe he changed his mind.

White Lightning – George Jones Dan came up with this one. It’s a country classic, meaning there are a lot of versions of this one, but George seems to be having a lot of fun on the video, so I went with his.

White Flag – Dido Joey suggested this. I hadn’t heard of Dido before this, but she has a pleasant voice, and I understand this is one of her signature songs. It was released in 2003 and went all the way to #18 on the Hot 100 and #2 on the Adult Contemporary chart, so one would think I had heard it, but I stopped listening to the radio some time in the mid-Nineties…

White Room – Cream Joey also suggested this, and you KNOW I’ve heard it. It was written by Cream’s erudite bassist Jack Bruce and poet Pete Brown, while the beginning, in 5/4 time, was the work of Cream’s somewhat less erudite drummer Ginger Baker. It’s a classic.

(There’ll Be Blue Birds Over) The White Cliffs Of Dover – Vera Lynn Susan suggested the next three. This was especially popular during World War II in England, and Vera Lynn’s version was the most popular. God bless her, Vera is still with us — she’ll be 100 years old next March — and her 2009 “best of” compilation, released when she was 92, reached #1 in the British charts, making her the oldest person to have a #1 album in the UK. Another song she’s known for is “We’ll Meet Again,” which, if you’ve seen the movie Doctor Strangelove (and who hasn’t?), is the final song played as Armageddon is depicted.

The Night Has A Thousand Eyes – Bobby Vee My rules usually say that the title of the song has to include the word I’ve chosen, but rules are made to be broken, and besides, I thought the name of this was “Little White Lies,” too. Besides, I really like the song. Bobby went to #3 in the US and UK with this in 1962.

A White Sportcoat and a Pink Carnation – Marty Robbins Susan and Uncle Jack came up with this one, and somehow I remembered Marty Robbins sang it. A lot of the early rock & roll hits were actually “rockabilly,” rock done by country artists. Marty wrote this one and recorded it in 1957. It reached #1 on the country chart and #2 on the Hot 100 and was certified gold.

Black or White – Michael Jackson My brother Pat, who’s taking a break from Facebook until at least after the election (as we all probably should), suggested this, saying “that cool headshot transition montage at the end holds up 25 years later.” It’s a good song, too, with a message we can all use right about now.

Thanks again to everyone who contributed. Now to work on Monday’s list of your favorite inspirational songs….

Writer’s Workshop: The Lock

Today’s prompt: Write a blog post inspired by your childhood neighborhood.

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When I was about twelve, I found a combination lock in the alley behind our house. It was the kind they issue in school, that had a keyhole on the back, so that the dean can go in someone’s locker and see what contraband is in there. It was locked, but I thought that I could figure out what the combination was by trial and error. This is not the easiest way to figure out a combination, and pretty soon I got frustrated. Just as I was about to throw the lock away, I realized I could write to the manufacturer and ask them for the combination. I wrote to them in my best penmanship, gave them the serial number to the lock, and asked them to please send me the combination. A couple of weeks later, they wrote back and said that they would be happy to provide me with the combination if I sent them the lock.

Simple enough, right? I just put it in a box, wrap the box, bring it to the post office, and send it off. Easier said than done. For one thing, we never kept the materials needed to wrap a package for mailing at home. This was in the days before Express Mail, so there were no supplies at the post office (or so I thought). I scrounged up a box, put the lock in it along with a note of explanation, cut up a paper bag, and, with all the manual dexterity of a gorilla peeling a grape, wrapped the box and taped it shut with half a roll of Scotch Magic Tape.

I looked up the address of the nearest post office, and realized I would have to cross both Devon Avenue and Clark Street to get there. I had never done this, and was sure that, if I told my mother I was off to the post office at Devon and Hermitage, she would flat out tell me, “no way, Jose.” I would have to wait for a day when she had school and we didn’t and go after she left for work.

Finally the day came to put my plan into action. It was overcast and drizzling, and Ray Rayner (who had a kids’ show in the morning) said the high temperature for the day would be forty-seven and five-twelfths (the Weather Bureau, as we called it then, said that the high temperature would be in the upper forties, but Ray liked to put an actual number on it). I put all of my money (one dollar and seventy-three cents in loose change, whatever I could gather from chair and couch cushions) into the pocket of my jeans, put on my winter jacket, took my package, and set off for the post office.

This would be an adventure for me. I had never been on the south side of Devon Avenue or the west side of Clark Street by myself. It was like Field of Dreams, where the players stayed between the base lines because, if they didn’t, they would transform into an older version of themselves, or like the maps they drew in the fifteenth century, with dragons and other terrifying sea creatures waiting for unsuspecting sailors to cross into uncharted waters. As I walked down Devon, I looked across at the familiar storefronts as though I was on a ship watching familiar territory fade from view. At Clark, I waited for the light and crossed the street, realizing that what I was doing was actually no big deal. I got to the post office and left the lock and seventy-five cents (the price of sending it parcel post) with them and walked home, stopping at the drug store for a Zagnut and a Coke on the way.

A few weeks later, at the beginning of summer vacation, what should arrive in the mail but my lock, with a tag through the shackle with the combination on it. I tried the combination, and the lock opened successfully. And I was happy. Of course, I had nothing to lock with it, so I relocked it and put it and the combination into my desk drawer, where it stayed until a couple of years later. With nothing else to do one afternoon, I fastened it around the valve of the radiator in my room. I put the combination back in my desk drawer, certain if, should the opportunity to use the lock present itself, I could take it off of the radiator.

Before we moved from our apartment to the suburbs I realized that the lock was still there, and I should probably take it off of the radiator and take it with me. So I opened the drawer, and looked for the combination. It wasn’t there. At some point during a pre-move cleaning frenzy, I must have either misplaced or, more likely, thrown out the combination, and I couldn’t remember what it was. Thus, the lock stayed behind when we left for our new home.

Sometimes I wonder if someone else was able to remove the lock and put it to good use, or if it’s still attached to the radiator almost fifty years later. Thinking about it, if you removed the knob from the valve, you could lift it off without incident. Not that it matters now.

An Observation About Higher Mathematics For #1LinerWeds

Did you realize that, as you continue the study of mathematics beyond calculus, you reach a point where it’s no longer about numbers?

I was reminded of that fact by this morning’s xkcd cartoon…

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The image caption says “Next, let’s assume the decision of whether to take the Axiom of Choice is made by a deterministic process …” Having gotten as far as Real Analysis as a math major (after that year I transferred and changed my major to the much less dangerous Production and Operations Management), I actually kinda understand that…


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Two for Tuesday: Linda Ronstadt

Running a little behind today. I usually have these written a day or two in advance… where does the time go?

Way back in the Sixties, we heard a song called “Different Drum” by a band named The Stone Poneys. It was most notable for the lead vocal; it really made you sit up and take notice. Later we learned that the voice belonged to today’s guest artist, Linda Ronstadt. Wikipedia tells us, “In total, she has released over 30 studio albums and 15 compilation or greatest hits albums. Ronstadt charted 38 Billboard Hot 100 singles, with 21 reaching the top 40, 10 in the top 10, three at number 2, and ‘You’re No Good’ at number 1.” That’s quite an accomplishment.

She had an incredible voice, suitable for singing ballads, standards, country, jazz, R&B, Spanish songs (she’s half Mexican), and straight-ahead rock & roll, and she’s done all of the above during her career. Parkinson’s disease, which she was diagnosed with in 2012, has ended her ability to sing, though she’s been retired since 2011.

I’m surprised that she only had the one #1 hit, “You’re No Good.” It also reached #10 on the Adult Contemporary chart and #7 in Canada in 1975.

in the mid-Eighties, Linda did several albums of jazz standards with Nelson Riddle. Peter Asher, her manager, and Asylum Records, her label, were uneasy about her changing course, as she was the pre-eminent female voice in rock, but she said she wanted to rescue these “little jewels of artistic expression” from “spending the rest of their lives riding up and down in elevators.” The first album, What’s New, spent 81 weeks on the Billboard album chart, rising as high as #3 (behind Lionel Richie and Michael Jackson) and was certified triple platinum by RIAA. The second album, Lush Life, rose to #13 and was certified platinum in a matter of weeks. From that album, here’s “Skylark,” the first single from the album. It reached #12 on the Adult Contemporary chart in 1984.

Linda Ronstadt, your Two for Tuesday, August 23, 2016.

BATTLE OF THE BANDS: “A Rainy Night In Georgia” Results

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Last week’s battle pitted Conway Twitty and Sam Moore (from “Sam & Dave”) against Aaron Neville with Chris Botti on the Tony Joe White classic, “A Rainy Night In Georgia,” popularized by Brook Benton in 1970. The votes have been tallied, and here’s the result:

Conway Twitty and Sam Moore: 7
Aaron Neville w/ Chris Botti: 4

While I thought Aaron Neville’s version of the song was all right, the combination of Conway Twitty’s country and Sam Moore’s R&B absolutely did it for me. If I allowed myself a vote, I would have gone with them. You can find their version, along with a few other country singers matched with R&B singers, on the 1994 album Rhythm, Country & Blues. On that album, incidentally, you can hear Aaron Neville and Trisha Yearwood do a great job with Patsy Cline’s “I Fall To Pieces.”

Our next Battle of the Bands will be on Thursday, September 1. It’ll be my second anniversary of doing Battle of the Bands, so I guess it should be special. Hell, all of them are special…

Monday’s Music Moves Me: Songs That Inspire Me… Hmmmmm…

“Songs that inspire us,” huh? I’m not sure that there are any that “inspire” me, per se. But, here are a few songs that make me feel good when I hear them. I guess that’s inspiration, right?

Abraham, Martin, And John – Dion This came out not long after Bobby Kennedy was assassinated. The messages of this song, “someday soon we’re gonna be one,” and “didn’t they try to find some good in you and me?” are good for this day and age.

The Potter’s House – Tramaine Hawkins I first heard this at an interfaith service for people who had died or were dying of AIDS, and when they got to the line, “the potter wants to put you back together again,” I lost it. The lyrics are here.

O Happy Day – The Edwin Hawkins Singers A classic that I’m sure nearly every church choir does. Ours does a pretty good job of it, except they do it too fast. I didn’t realize it until I heard the original again. I love hearing choir music like this.

Mornin’ – Al Jarreau Al Jarreau is a wonderful singer, and this song in particular is just so damn happy, you can’t help but feel good after hearing it. I love the bridge, that seems to build energy until he hits that high note.

Let’s Stay Together – Rev. Al Green This was popular when I was in high school, and since Al became the Reverend Al it just seems to have a whole new meaning.

So there are my five inspirational songs. What are yours?

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