Lyrics

are important, but the healing power of soul music is the thing. I’ve spared you Missing You, by Diana Ross, which is probably better than you might think, and is, in fact, about the absence of Marvin Gaye, with whom she had an on-off thing (I think) – the video certainly suggests as much. I’m secretly a big fan of La Ross (who I once saw without her wig, when I was a waiter in room service – she had 4 bodyguards on the door, with guns) and I play Touch Me In The Morning and The Theme from Mahogany (Do You Know Where You’re Going To?) more often than is reasonably likely.

I’m not much of a fan of this guy, but I do love the song, and the performance here, and the geeky girls in the crowd. It’s pretty fearless to come on stage at a festival and open with a ballad, too.

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6 Responses to Lyrics

  1. Mark Eltringham says:

    Don’t much like Elvis Costello? 😦

  2. Elvis Costello’s “Shipbuilding” is one of my all tie favourite songs.

  3. Stephen Foster says:

    I said wasn’t much of a fan. There is a semantic difference.

    * condescends *

    Good point aoj.

    But how about this: What a good year for the rowwwwooossseess?

  4. Mark Eltringham says:

    Good country and western song. He’s playing with an idiom, out of his comfort zone.

    I love you like a brother, but you’re a dolt.

  5. Stephen Foster says:

    It is in the nature of those who love like brothers to each consider the other one a dolt, so touche. x

  6. OS says:

    *snigger. 🙂

    R.E. XXX

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