FRIDAY NIGHT MUSIC THREAD...

I listened to Greatest Hits CD today at work and the lyrics, 4 that wanna own me, two that wanna stone me, one that says shes a friend of mine, made me laugh a bit..
 
Hooked... Your recent retro 80s songs brought this back into memory...



In 1965 Vietnam seemed like just another foreign war but it wasn't
It was different in many ways, as so were those that did the fighting
In World War II the average age of the combat soldier was 26
In Vietnam he was 19
In-in-in Vietnam he was 19

The shooting and fighting of the past two weeks continued today
25 miles west of Saigon
"I really wasn't sure what was going on"

Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni-19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

In Vietnam the combat soldier typically served
A twelve month tour of duty
But was exposed to hostile fire almost everyday
Ni-ni-ni 19, Ni-ni-ni 19

But a Veterans Administration study
Concludes that the greater of vets
Exposure to combat could more likely affect his chances
Of being arrested or convicted

This is one legacy of the Vietnam War

All those who remember the war
They won't forget what they've seen
Destruction of men in their prime
Whose average was 19

After World War II the men came home together on troop ships
But the Vietnam vet often arrived home within 48 hours of jungle combat
Perhaps the most dramatic difference between
World War II and Vietnam was coming home
None of them received a hero's welcome

None of them received a heroes welcome, none of them, none of them
Ne-ne-ne, ne-ne-ne, none of them, none of them, none of them
None of them received a hero's welcome
None of them received a hero's welcome

According to a Veteran's Administration study
Half of the Vietnam combat veterans suffered from what
Psychiatrists call
Post-Traumatic-Stress-Disorder

Many vets complain of alienation, rage or guilt
Some succumb to suicidal thoughts
Eight to ten years after coming home
Almost eight hundred thousand men are still fighting the Vietnam War

De-de-destruction
Ni-ni-ni 19, 19, ni19 19
19, 19, 19, 19

When we came back it was different, everybody wants to know
"How'd it happened to those guys over there
There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
We did what we had to do

There's gotta be something wrong somewhere
People wanted us to be ashamed of what it made us
Dad had no idea what he went to fight and he is now

All we want to do is come home
All we want to do is come home
What did we do it for?
All we want to do is come home
Was it worth it

 
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Originally Posted By: Infidel 762

Hidalgo... Stevie does have an angelic voice, if I may add to your statement;


Bit of history .....

Stevie was one of the very few female singers at that time with a contralto singing voice. There have been more since then, however. When I was a kid I worked at Studio One in Atlanta as a session guitarist. (So long ago it seems like a different life) Atlanta Rhythm Section was doing their first album while I was there and I also spent a lot of time with Average White Band. Anyway ... Stevie Nicks and Lindsey Buckingham stopped in there and spent a couple of days putting down tracks. Everyone ... and I do mean everyone... stopped what they were doing when she sang and just listened in awe. Her voice and delivery were a bit rough at that time but there was just something very different about it. After a couple of days there they went to California and recorded their first album together.

BTW, Stevie is only about 5 feet tall. She was a very small girl when I met her and almost looked like a doll instead of a girl. I've frequently heard the saying "bedroom eyes" or a "bedroom smile". Well, she had both. One of the most naturally sexy women I can remember ever meeting.

 


It's that time. This group is my favorite for this type of music.

I'll play it in July sometimes.
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Close the door on a short night
Lift the lid on the daylight
6:09 West Tennessee time
And I buy all my days

At the same place where the girl sells her nights
To a God of ocean tides.

All night long,
Writing poems to California
Melodies of failure
And the people I have thrown away
Meanwhile, somewhere west of Carolina
In a congregation of strangers
We are digging holes to China
Then we pray to our reflections
In the water when it rises.

I said headlights pin the highway down
Jesus spins the world around
And I’ll spend all my tomorrows coming down
Goodbye all my days.
I know I said I never loved you
But I might just try again tonight.

Truck stops and river Gods
Gas stations of the Cross
Following a ghost,
Following a ghost,
I pray the water wash away
The memories and the cost.

Cary me south, to the sea
Along with your memories of me
We are born in the water
Now we return to Thee.
Colored lights
And birthday cakes
Candle wax
On paper plates.

Breathe the water
Hush-a-bye, hush-a-bye.
You can see through water
All the way up to the sky.

Gods of water, Gods of rain
Cover up the sun again
We are crossing it at the Mississippi line
And I tried all my days
To love you just the way you hoped I might,
But I’m leaving here tonight.
I can’t remember yesterday
I tried, if I said I could I lied.
 
From Styx's James "JY" Young's 1985 solo LP, "City Slickers".....
(Had it in the ol' collection back then.)
Percussion was done by Jan Hammer, of Miami Vice fame.











 
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