Friday, December 1, 2017

Yet ANOTHER Top 100 (or so) Songs I Absolutely Must Have With Me on 1/48/50

#277) "Walking On the Sun" by Smash Mouth - What the band America was to the 1970s, it might be said Smash Mouth was to the 1990s. Make no mistake, I think America was a much better band, and their music had a much greater (lasting) impact. But as I once said that nothing smells more like 1975 than "Sister Golden Hair", nothing smells more like 1997 in my mind than "Walking on the Sun".

Into a world with "Friends", "Frasier" and "Seinfeld" on TV, "blazing fast!" 56K technology taking the Internet by storm, and everyone drinking fancy coffee in a fancy coffee house and planning to publish a poetry book, Smash Mouth released "Walking on the Sun", a never unlistenable little jam that says more about the let-down of the 1960s than a lot of painstakingly rendered historical documentaries. I feel the second verse in particular distills the unfortunate road society has taken since that time (idealism crushed cruelly beneath the boot heel of corporate-controlled consumerism) down to a simple, deceptively rhetorical question:

"Twenty-five years ago they spoke out and they broke out of recession and oppression
And together they toked
And they folked out with guitars around a bonfire
Just singing and clapping, man, what the hell happened...?"

Drop the mic, boys...

"Because fashion is smashing the true meaning of it..."

#278) "Drinking Song" by Loudon Wainwright -  Though it might be considered a deep track (truthfully every one of Wainwright's songs, other than 1972's "Dead Skunk", which for better or worse is probably what he'll be remembered for, might be considered a deep track), "Drinking Song" encapsulates everything I've loved about the man and his music over the years.

It is quintessential Loudon. He treats the guitar as much as a percussion instrument as a string.  The song starts like any other of his ditties - a little anxious but also a little clever and wry, nothing if not comical. But like all his music, the best of it at least, "Drinking Song" has a way of turning overcast as it wears on. By the end, that trademark anxiety Wainwright employs to fuel his music has gotten itself onto you, like a musty smell, and you are left sort of wondering why you were laughing at all.


"
Drunk men stagger, drunk men fall, drunk men swear and that's not all / Quite often they will urinate outdoors..."