Incredible songwriter and poet. All her albums are noteworthy but I would HIGHLY recommend you listening/reacting to the entire 99.9 degrees Fahrenheit… a masterpiece imo. :)
I love her voice so much. As you've probably noticed, she sings with no vibrato at all, which is quite unusual, and gives her singing a purity and timbre that are immensely appealing. Fab song, great guitar work from one of Los Lobos, I think David Hidalgo.
I had no idea of the story behind these two songs until Darren mentioned it a few months ago. I will wait for any further details he may like to add about it. 🙂 This is one of my favourite songs from her later albums, but the first two albums are the ones I am most familiar with and I have very special and nostalgic feelings for all the songs in them. To answer your question: yes, between Solitude Standing and this album she released another one, Days Of Open Hand, in 1990 (which I also own, but haven't listened to all that much, and certainly not in recent years). Of course I can share it with you at some point, if you wish. I never understood the lyrics completely and was always puzzled by the boy in the belfry throwing himself down from the top of the tower, but notice that she never says "to the ground", and the other day I took a look at the videoclip for the first time and saw that the boy is hanging by the rope of the bell he is ringing, so maybe it isn't as dramatic as it sounds. 😁 In fact, it might be just an act of pure crazy euphoria or daring. 🤪 Anyway, of course the lines that always stood out to me were the "punch": "And it sounds like he is missing something or someone that he knows he can't have now / And if he isn't, I certainly am". I always thought of it as a kind of conflation of two different realities in her mind: the boy that she sees / hears ringing the bell (in Liverpool, on Sunday) and her inner emotional state at that moment, her feeling of longing and nostalgia when remembering the man she once had a relationship with. I suppose she is projecting her feelings on the boy, of whom she knows nothing about, because her emotion colours the way she perceives the reality around her. That cute "gypsy" of yours didn't take long to settle down. 😸😻
I need to listen to DAYS OF OPEN HAND again soon, now that you mentioned it. "Rusted Pipe" is one of my faves. So is "In Liverpool". Oh, and "Ludlow Street". And many many more. ;D
Incredible songwriter and poet. All her albums are noteworthy but I would HIGHLY recommend you listening/reacting to the entire 99.9 degrees Fahrenheit… a masterpiece imo. :)
I love her voice so much. As you've probably noticed, she sings with no vibrato at all, which is quite unusual, and gives her singing a purity and timbre that are immensely appealing. Fab song, great guitar work from one of Los Lobos, I think David Hidalgo.
The album 99.9F is a masterpeace.
I had no idea of the story behind these two songs until Darren mentioned it a few months ago. I will wait for any further details he may like to add about it. 🙂
This is one of my favourite songs from her later albums, but the first two albums are the ones I am most familiar with and I have very special and nostalgic feelings for all the songs in them.
To answer your question: yes, between Solitude Standing and this album she released another one, Days Of Open Hand, in 1990 (which I also own, but haven't listened to all that much, and certainly not in recent years). Of course I can share it with you at some point, if you wish.
I never understood the lyrics completely and was always puzzled by the boy in the belfry throwing himself down from the top of the tower, but notice that she never says "to the ground", and the other day I took a look at the videoclip for the first time and saw that the boy is hanging by the rope of the bell he is ringing, so maybe it isn't as dramatic as it sounds. 😁 In fact, it might be just an act of pure crazy euphoria or daring. 🤪
Anyway, of course the lines that always stood out to me were the "punch": "And it sounds like he is missing something or someone that he knows he can't have now / And if he isn't, I certainly am". I always thought of it as a kind of conflation of two different realities in her mind: the boy that she sees / hears ringing the bell (in Liverpool, on Sunday) and her inner emotional state at that moment, her feeling of longing and nostalgia when remembering the man she once had a relationship with. I suppose she is projecting her feelings on the boy, of whom she knows nothing about, because her emotion colours the way she perceives the reality around her.
That cute "gypsy" of yours didn't take long to settle down. 😸😻
I need to listen to DAYS OF OPEN HAND again soon, now that you mentioned it. "Rusted Pipe" is one of my faves. So is "In Liverpool". Oh, and "Ludlow Street". And many many more. ;D