Entertainment For Lively Minds
The Glamour Profession
Currently obsessed with this track. A film pitch in 7 and a half minutes.
6:05
Outside the stadium
Special delivery
For Hoops McCann*
Brut** and charisma
Poured from the shadow where he stood
Looking good
He's a crowd pleasing man
Also featuring The Carib Cannibal, the dread Moray eel, Celluloid bikers, Hollywood Henderson***, Jive Miguel, Mr. Chow.
Szechuan dumplings, after the deal has been done...(fade to black).
What's your favourite Dan imagery?
*Not, as the name night indicate, anything to do with Celtic FC, but basketball;-)
**I heard this as 'brooding charisma', but the lyrics above are taken from the official site, so what do I know?
***"Hollywood, I know your middle name" refers to Thomas "Hollywood" Henderson who was playing for the Dallas Cowboys in the late 70s, and whose "claim to fame" (more so than football) was that he got busted for selling/using blow and eventually banned from the NFL (from www.songmeanings.net)
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Time Out of Mind: may contain drugs
if the above makes drug dealing seem impossibly glamorous, this track makes the consumption of said contraband very appealing. Has there ever been a more straightforward advert for drugs than this?
I am holding a mystical sphere
It's direct from Lhasa
Where people are rolling in the snow
Far from the world we know
Children we have it right here
It's the light in my eyes
It's perfection and grace
It's the smile on my face
Tonight when I chase the dragon,
The water may change to cherry wine
And the silver will turn to gold
Time out of mind
http://open.spotify.com/track/1Q5dheShLXfpJ0zGgui12T
BTW - if you need to get any work done, don't look at this site:
http://www.steelydandictionary.com/
The Cuervo Gold, the fine Colombian...
actually 'everybody must get stoned' has to be the most straightforward advert, but this line from 'Hey Nineteen' is so perfectly delivered you can almost imagine it as a TV advert in the style of the old Martini ads:
"The Cuervo Gold
The fine Colombian
Make tonite a wonderful thing..."
You mean it's not about coffee?
Oh, I see...
Yes, perfectly delivered indeed.
On the recent US tour
Fagan did a spiel during Hey Nineteen where he explained how the song was written many years ago and in those days, he'd go out for the evening, pick up a young lady, bring her back to his apartment - a whole couple of minutes rambling tale as the band vamped behind him.
At the end of the tale, he explained that he has all the ingredients for the perfect evening ready to go; pointed at the backing singers and said "Tell 'em ladies"; at which point they went into the "Cuervo Gold" riff.
Style and class like only the Dan can do it...
Hey nineteen...
that's 'Retha Franklin.
She don't remember the Queen of Soul...
Volumes spoken in a couple of lines.
For some reason, I'm currently fixated on the 'perfection and grace' line from Time Out of Mind.
Musically, you can see a close link between the Gaucho album and The Nightfly. Lyrically also, if this assessment from songmeanings.net is accurate:
The basketball stuff is just a guy showing off; he hasn't played serious hoops in years, but he's still got it (or needs to prove he does). Someone living this large--i.e. drug dealers at the top of the totem pole--are above it all. These people ARE like Superman in their invincibility. They have to be. I'm reminded of the line from JFK where the DA lamely taunts the shady tycoon he's investigating (but can't nail), "Guys like you just walk through the raindrops." Yeah--they do!--and not a drop falls on their Armani suits and $200 haircuts.
Charlie Freak - a tale of nemesis
played out against the melancholic yet merry jingle of a winter hymnal. Life and death in 2 minutes 45.
Charlie Freak had but one thing to call his own
Three weight ounce pure golden ring no precious stone
Five nights without a bite
No place to lay his head
And if nobody takes him in
He'll soon be dead
On the street he spied my face I heard him hail
In our plot of frozen space he told his tale
Poor man, he showed his hand
So righteous was his need
And me so wise I bought his prize
For chicken feed
Newfound cash soon begs to smash a state of mind
Close inspection fast revealed his favorite kind
Poor kid, he overdid
Embraced the spreading haze
And while he sighed his body died
In fifteen ways
When I heard I grabbed a cab to where he lay
'Round his arm the plastic tag read D.O.A.
Yes Jack, I gave it back
The ring I could not own
Now come my friend I'll take your hand
And lead you home
http://open.spotify.com/track/2DV3ah0QAXBkfzFPalTsas
You know..
..I can't think of a Dan track which fails to create fascination..
Got one.
East St Louis Toodle-oo. Instrumental.
But it is authentic to..
the music of Ellington and steered me, for one, towards the delights to be discovered there.
My own favourite moment might well be the track "The Nightfly",where Fagen and the back-up singers really nail the atmosphere (W-J-A-Z !!)of late-night radio.
From the foot of
Mount Belzoni.
Yes, very evocative.
If I was really nailed to the wall and asked to name
the single best recorded, played & produced album ever, it would be The Nightfly.
You wouldn't have to nail me.
You'd get the same answer, though. Sparse genius.
you were right about the dictionary Dougie
managed to fritter and waste an hour or so on that Steely Dan dictionary, from which I learned at least two things about one of my favourite songs, Here at the Western World.
Apparently there is a bar called The Lido, in Newport Beach, California, where they do indeed welcome you with sausage and beer.
And when Fagen sings, "lay down your Jackson and you will see..." he is referring to a $20 bill, which carries a picture of president Andrew Jackson.
well I never.
Kid Charlemagne
While the music played you worked by candlelight
Those San Francisco nights
You were the best in town
Just by chance you crossed the diamond with the pearl
You turned it on the world
That's when you turned the world around
Did you feel like Jesus
Did you realize
That you were a champion in their eyes
On the hill the stuff was laced with kerosene
But yours was kitchen clean
Everyone stopped to stare at your technicolor motor home
Every A-Frame had your number on the wall
You must have had it all
You'd go to L.A. on a dare
And you'd go it alone
Could you live forever
Could you see the day
Could you feel your whole world fall apart and fade away
Get along, get along Kid Charlemagne
Get along Kid Charlemagne
Now your patrons have all left you in the red
Your low rent friends are dead
This life can be very strange
All those dayglow freaks who used to paint the face
They've joined the human race
Some things will never change
Son you were mistaken
You are obsolete
Look at all the white men on the street
Clean this mess up else we'll all end up in jail
Those test tubes and the scale
Just get them all out of here
Is there gas in the car
Yes, there's gas in the car
I think the people down the hall
Know who you are
Careful what you carry
'Cause the man is wise
You are still an outlaw in their eyes
Nice self-deprecating story
from Walter Becker about this song:
Becker once informed a taxi cab driver in New York City that he was with the band Steely Dan. The cab driver remarked "Steely Dan - they had the stupidest lyric I ever heard in any song that ever has been written." Becker replied "You're kidding - what was that?" The cab driver responded with "Is there gas in the car? Yes, there's gas in the car".
Most lyrics can seem daft out of context...
but when sung that line is bloody brilliant. It's the way Fagen phrases it...
I agree.
I just thought it was an amusing anecdote ;-)
The cab driver had obviously never heard
'take your seaside arms to write the next line...'
I hope Becker told the cabbie...
that he was talking out of his fundament!
From the excellent Kamaliriad..
I like this verse from Florida Room, especially the last 2 lines..
She's dressed too warm
For this latitude
We go out to lunch
With some Jamaican dude
Then the sunshower breaks
We come in out of the rain
But in her Florida room
There's a hurricane
I read a message board some years ago, very likely the RT one, where someone asked about Steely Dan Lyrics. Someone replied "Chain Lightning is about a fascist rally. All the rest are about drugs"
"On the Dunes" and on the rocks
Drive along the sea
Far from the city's twitch and smoke
To a misty beach
That's where my life became a joke
On the dunes...
'Glamour Profession'...
has long been one of my all time favourite songs, and I've just listened to it six times in a row whilst doing the ironing. Really I should have been hoovering (an enormous line of blow).