Playlist 19

[stoutfellow]

You know the drill.

• Ain't No Mountain High Enough, Diana Ross. An early favorite of mine; I think it's the brief spoken bit leading into the final chorus that caught me.


• I Hope You Dance, Lee Ann Womack. Sure, it's a little schmaltzy, but for some reason it always makes me cry.


• The Greatest, Kenny Rogers. Just a cute story about a little kid playing fungo.


• 25 or 6 to 4, Chicago. I guess it's the backstory that appeals to me about this one. "Aw, jeez, it's 3:30 in the morning. Does anyone have any ideas?"


• Leaving on a Jet Plane, Peter, Paul and Mary. Homesickness (even in anticipation) again - it'll always get me.


• Nice To Be Here, the Moody Blues.


• Acadian Driftwood, The Band. Some of the historical details aren't quite right, but how many pop songs are there about the Acadian diaspora? Just a neat song.


• I Can't Make You Love Me, Bonnie Raitt. I've just recently gotten interested in her music; it's of variable quality, but this one suits her voice well.


• Holly Holy, Neil Diamond. At the other pole from "Brother Love", this one thumps and hammers, almost harshly (or as harshly as Diamond is capable of).


• Orinoco Flow, Enya. This was the first Enya I ever heard; I like the wordplay as much as anything else in this song.

Comments

[dan-ad-nauseam.livejournal.com]

>25 or 6 to 4, Chicago. I guess it's the backstory that appeals to me about
>this one. "Aw, jeez, it's 3:30 in the morning. Does anyone have any ideas?"

Original, yes. Synth version, no.

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