Dooby Dooby Wah - Ritchie Valens

Dooby Dooby Wah - Ritchie Valens

1:55

Ritchie Valens, 1959

Written by Ritchie Valens and Robert Kuhn

This is an acoustic rock'n' roll number very much in the style of Buddy Holly.   It's a doo-wop song in a rockabilly outfit, a nice example of how early rockers imitated, expanded, and blended sounds.  Alternating between nonsense syllables and declarations of love, Valens implores his baby to come close and assure him that he's loved.  Helpfully, he informs us that "Well, dooby-dooby-wah / Means I love you so."  Who among us hasn't been reduced to a babbling fool by love?

Be True To Your School - The Queers

Be True To Your School - The Queers

2:18

Reverberation, 2021

Written by Brian Wilson and Mike Love, 1963

One of America's most venerable pop-punk bands races through a guitar-drenched version of the Beach Boys classic, treating it with a surprising amount of reverence.  The lines are neither sneered with contempt nor tossed off with detached irony.  The guitars are louder, the pace is brisker, and the production is stripped of the Beach Boys' carefully layered sweetness, but the melody survives the trip intact.  It's a reminder that good pop songwriting can withstand quite a bit of distortion.  It's a perfectly enjoyable cover.  Sometimes a song does exactly what it says on the tin.

The Old School Off the Bright - Mighty Mighty Bosstones

The Old School Off the Bright - Mighty Mighty Bosstones

2:26

A Jackknife To a Swan, 2002

Written by Dicky Barrett and Joe Gittleman

This is a quintessential Bosstones song, with aggressive horns, blasts of guitar, and Barrett's vocals coming in fast and furious.  I especially like it when his writes like he's being paid by the syllable, the words tumbling out at a feverish clip: "We want the punks, the drunks, the layabouts, the steady working joes / The white collars, the rednecks ,and our blue blooded bros / The jocks, the preps, the stoners, the homeless, and homeowners / Every loser, boozer, drug abuser, sharpie and Two-Toner."  It's not a particularly deep song but it's an affectionate look at a dedicated fanbase, what the Hold Steady calls "the unified scene."

Heavy Balloon - Fiona Apple

Heavy Balloon - Fiona Apple

3:26

Fetch the Bolt Cutters, 2020

Written by Fiona Apple

Over clattering, insistent percussion, Apple rails at the sinking feeling so familiar to those who suffer from depression.  "You get dragged down, down to the same spot enough times in a row / The bottom begins to feel like the only safe place that you know."  Apple, who has had her own struggles with mental health, is insightful enough to recognizes that quotidian things that seem fine or even cheery to well-balanced people can still be soul-crushing if you're depressed: "In the middle of the day, it’s like the sun / But the Saharan one, it’s staring me down / Forcing all forms of life inside of me to retreat underground."

Superblood Wolfmoon - Pearl Jam

Superblood Wolfmoon - Pearl Jam
3:49
Gigaton, 2020

Written by Eddie Vedder

This hard-driving rocker is about a love that left the narrator damaged, hand swollen, face broken.  She's gone, taken by the titular moon, and he's in bad shape.  It was one of those "hurts so good" things, or maybe he's only now realizing that the relationship was a prison.  "I was a prisoner, her keys and her cuffs / Yeah, I was feeling fortunate to be locked up."  The lyrics remind me of Green Day's "Pulling Teeth," a more poppy, tongue-in-cheek (and perhaps more literal) approach to such relationship, where the infliction of pain seems to flow one way.

The Way I Walk - Jack Scott

The Way I Walk - Jack Scott

2:40

single, 1959

Written by Jack Scott

This is the second song this week I've featured that contains the phrase "be my turtle dove."  This slow-burning rocker is credited to Scott "with the Chantones Vocal Group."  The tempo is too languid for this to be called a proper rockabilly; it's got a somewhat menacing, throbbing beat, and Scott croons the lyric in a half-whisper that adds to the almost eerie vibe (undercut by a cool sax break at the bridge).  Scott, a man's man, offers his baby no explanations or apologies, just asks for some loving: "The way I talk is just the way I talk / The way I smile is just the way I smile / Touch me baby and I'll go hog wild."

Do You Know the Way to San Jose - Dionne Warwick

Do You Know the Way to San Jose - Dionne Warwick
2:58
Dionne Warwick in Valley of the Dolls, 1968
Written by Burt Bacharach and Hal David

Warwick's light, sprightly vocals ride a muscular rhythm track of electric bass and prominent bass drum, with horns punching in at the middle eight.  Warwick never liked this track, calling it "a dumb song" in 1983, but she was glad it was a hit!  Lyrically, the song is another of many depicting those trying to make it big in Hollywood but never hitting the big time.  The narrator yearns for the simpler life in the titular city, disparaging Tiseltown's fickle nature: "L.A. is a great big freeway, put a hundred down and buy a car / In a week, maybe two, they'll make you a star / Weeks turn into years, how quick they pass / And all the stars that never were are parking cars and pumping gas."  

Young Fashioned Ways - Muddy Waters

Young Fashioned Ways - Muddy Waters
3:01
single, 1955
Written by Willie Dixon

Also written as "Young Fashion Ways," this piano-driven blues is a declaration that a youthful spirit can still galvanize an aging body.  It contains a line festooned on many a T-shirt and Facebook post by white boomers who have never heard the blues: "If my hair is turning grey / I know you think the way I feel / There may be snow up on the mountain / But there is fire down under the hill."  The song also reminds us, as in the dictum about the size of the pencil, "A young horse may win the race / But an old horse stays out so long."  The lines probably had more power at the time of the song's release than now, so much later, but Waters' booming voice gives even the familiar sentiments a persuasive authority. He sounds relaxed, experienced, and entirely confident in his own abilities.

Let Old Mother Nature Have Her Way - Carl Smith

Let Old Mother Nature Have Her Way - Carl Smith

2:50

single, 1951

Written by Loys Sutherland and Louie Clark

Carl Smith's nickname was "Mister Country," and he definitely had the right pedigree for the title: he was married to both June Carter and Goldie Hill.  In this pure honky-tonk come-on, over a pedal steel he croons to his paramour, pleading with her to scoot on closer, and "cuddle up and be my turtle dove."  It's a mid-century, corn-pone version of the Bloodhound Gang's "The Bad Touch," urging the lady to put down any artificial defenses and follow her natural instincts: "So darling, turn on all your charm / While I hold you in my arms / Let old mother nature have her way."

The Way In - The Dream Syndicate

The Way In - The Dream Syndicate

2:41

These Times, 2019

Written by Steve Wynn

I've mentioned my love for Steve Wynn here, but have never talked about the Dream Syndicate.  Unlike a lot of fans, I discovered his most well-known band through his solo material, which came first for me.  So to me Wynn is the main act and the Syndicate his side project; for lots of guys still spinning The Days Of Wine And Roses, it's obviously the other way around.  Anyway, this song shows a reformed band still evolving, not stuck in the past.  It's using the same formula of driving guitars and smart songwriting, but exploring new ways to use those tools.  "Tryin’ to reconcile the past with the present / Which one fits and which one doesn't / And we shed our skin just to find a way in."