What Are You Listening to Now 7.0

My husband recently came into possession of some old Joan Baez records and we've been listening to them.
 
Junior Brown. Jump to the third vid if you're not familiar with Breaking Bad or its sequel. After he did a lot of other things, he did the theme to Better Call Saul:

The extended version, explaining how the showrunners met Junior (and Bryan Cranston) on the X-Files, and where he communicates to the showrunners (graciously) how it could have been better, and then it was:

Earlier, he did one of the most astonishing (genre-hopping!) things I've ever seen on Austin City Limits, much less anywhere else:

The rhythm guitarist in that last video, in orange, is his wife Tanya Rae. He plays the guit-steel he built himself throughout. Turn it up!

Hello, Texas blues.
 
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A trance mix that I've returned to many times. Most tracks are electronic and instrumental, with simple chord structures and an insistent beat. Of the few vocals, all are female singers, and some of those have no lyrics.

I find that music like this can help me get deeper into writing:

 
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The Whitlams - "I make hamburgers"

I mentioned this in another thread and thought I'd better post it here. The lyrics are hilarious (in a cocky young male way) and could easily have been written as a Literotica story. How they ever got it played it on radio is beyond me. The song was number 79 in the influential Australian 1996 Triple J Hottest 100. Today I've been listening to the follow-up album, 'Eternal Nightcap', which was a smash hit in Australia, for good reason - it's absolutely superb.


Lyrics:
My first customer was Megan
She came in for a hamburger with the lot - no meat
"Hey that's a salad roll" I said and we started going out (sound of bedsprings)
My second customer was Susan
She came in for Diet Pepsi morning tea
Each day and I said "You don't need to be on a diet.
Do you wanna come out tonight?"
I said "I'll bring Gringo, he's got a lot of money
And he'll take us to the bars where they've got a view.
He'll buy us all those beers, they give it to you in bottles
They put lemon in the top it don't taste too bad, I'm telling you"

My third customer was Maria
She came in for hot chips and sauce
"More sauce" she said. I said "Now you're talking"
And she took me home to meet her mother (sound of bedsprings)
My fourth customer was Sandy
She came in for nothing I could see, except me
So it was I too, was eating a hamburger of sorts within an hour
I make hamburgers I get all the girls
And I take 'em out to dinner and I give 'em all a whirl
And if they work I keep 'em, if they don't I keep 'em too
But I teach 'em all how to be dirty girls like you
 
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If you know anything about Yngwie Malmsteen, you're aware of this exceptionally hard-to-work-with reputation, and what Paul says leading into the background of why he wrote this song is hilarious...although the song's killer ("Viking Kong"), as he indeed contained many Yngwie licks and tone in it.

 
Since the anniversary is nearly upon us, I just relistened to Franklin Roosevelt's speech to Congress on December 8, 1941, asking for a declaration of war against Japan after the attack on Pearl Harbor. It was a superb, stirring, perfectly pitched speech, just right for the moment. He was a magnificent speaker, but his patrician Northeastern accent sounds odd to modern ears. I'm not sure that accent would work today, when it seems like most leaders try as hard as possible to dumb things down.
 
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