What Are You Listening To?

[Music Head]

from my library (vinyl)



The debut from the storyteller. Don't think this graded out as high as his other efforts for me, but it'll do. Only one standout, of Taxi, which is the song that attracted me to the man, so the album did it's job. Not very radio friendly for the time with only one song clocking in at under 3 minutes, with the longest at 7+, made it my kind of album. The cello work of Tim Scott made me realize the potential that could hold. Like always though, the stories made it work. Harry could tell 'em with the best. The album went to #60 in the states, with an unfortunately pared down Taxi at #24. Only 2 clips available, shame shame.

I LIKE THIS ALBUM

Worst Track - Same Sad Singer

Best Track - Taxi

It was raining hard in 'Frisco,
I needed one more fare to make my night.
A lady up ahead waved to flag me down,
She got in at the light.

Oh, where you going to, my lady blue,
It's a shame you ruined your gown in the rain.
She just looked out the window, and said
"Sixteen Parkside Lane".

Something about her was familiar
I could swear I'd seen her face before,
But she said, "I'm sure you're mistaken"
And she didn't say anything more.

It took a while, but she looked in the mirror,
And she glanced at the license for my name.
A smile seemed to come to her slowly,
It was a sad smile, just the same.
And she said, "How are you Harry?"
I said, "How are you Sue?
Through the too many miles
and the too little smiles
I still remember you."

It was somewhere in a fairy tale,
I used to take her home in my car.
We learned about love in the back of the Dodge,
The lesson hadn't gone too far.
You see, she was gonna be an actress,
And I was gonna learn to fly.
She took off to find the footlights,
And I took off to find the sky.

Oh, I've got something inside me,
To drive a princess blind.
There's a wild man, wizard,
He's hiding in me, illuminating my mind.
Oh, I've got something inside me,
Not what my life's about,
Cause I've been letting my outside tide me,
Over 'till my time, runs out.

Baby's so high that she's skying,
Yes she's flying, afraid to fall.
I'll tell you why baby's crying,
Cause she's dying, aren't we all.

There was not much more for us to talk about,
Whatever we had once was gone.
So I turned my cab into the driveway,
Past the gate and the fine trimmed lawns.
And she said we must get together,
But I knew it'd never be arranged.
And she handed me twenty dollars,
For a two fifty fare, she said
"Harry, keep the change."
Well another man might have been angry,
And another man might have been hurt,
But another man never would have let her go...
I stashed the bill in my shirt.

And she walked away in silence,
It's strange, how you never know,
But we'd both gotten what we'd asked for,
Such a long, long time ago.

You see, she was gonna be an actress
And I was gonna learn to fly.
She took off to find the footlights,
And I took off for the sky.
And here, she's acting happy,
Inside her handsome home.
And me, I'm flying in my taxi,
Taking tips, and getting stoned,
I go flying so high, when I'm stoned.

1) Could You Put Your Light On, Please - **
2) Greyhound - **
3) Everybody's Lonely - **
audio - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=4e5WiSENbO0
4) Sometime, Somewhere Wife - **
5) Empty - **
6) Taxi - ***
live - http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=c5dwksSbD34
7) Any Old Kind Of Day - **
8) Dogtown - **
9) Same Sad Singer - *

3's - 1
2's - 7
1's - 1

Grade 2.0