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Singing? Oh it's just so hard....

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...or so I am led to believe having been told so 4 times recently. By my television.

Let's take reality talent shows, and straight into one of my world famous (This is the internet after all) tangents. Weren't talent shows always reality? I've seen artificial talent shows on various comedy, soap, and drama programmes, but they weren't talent shows any more than a man flying a 'plane in a Bruce Willis movie is really flying a 'plane, real talent shows are, by definition, reality, so calling them reality talent shows is something along the lines of tautology, but not quite. I don't think the word actually exists in English, I'd invent a word to cover it and get myself into the dictionary only I can't be bothered. Someone help me, is there a word which means 'stating the obvious'? If there is I'll shout it the very next time I hear some lame-brained MC shouting "And now, live on stage..." It wouldn't be much of a show if they were anything less than living, would it?

So about a quarter of an hour ago, on a TV talent show, I heard one of the judges saying "What people don't realise is that that is a very difficult song to sing...". Yesterday I heard Simon Cowell say almost exactly the same thing, and that was just channel flipping, Heaven only knows how often he actually says it. But he wasn't the first.

Somewhere in the region of two years ago on yet another talent competition, albeit this one was a pro-am talent show where all the contributors were stars, a contestant had just made a complete pig's ear'ole of a song and an overly generous judge promptly awarded her more points than she'd previously got for singing almost in tune, on the grounds that she had chosen a particularly difficult song to sing. No it wasn't. You're an idiot. Stop annoying me.

Ah, I hear you remembering to ask, but what of the fourth occasion?

That would be the world famous Ausie soap opera, Neighbours. Two weeks ago, unless you happen to live in Australia in which case it was a couple of months ago, a character was told that his songs were a little difficult to sing and could he make them easier for the new vocalist to perform? He reluctantly, soap-wise, agreed, but since the music is all prerecorded anyway the songs weren't actually changed one iota, who cares? It's only a soap.

What got up my nose was the suggestion that these songs were especially hard to sing.

If you can sing then no song is especially hard to sing. The human voice is the easiest instrument in the world to play. You just think the note and out it comes, heck, most of the time you don't even have to think it, just just know what the next note is and you sing it. Scat singing, which I really don't like very much, does at least require the singer to know something about chord structure, absolutely everything else just requires you to open your mouth and hit the right note. If you can sing you can do it and if you can't: you can't, it's as easy as that.

Now there are those out there who are right now probably getting most upset about finding something hard to sing when they are convinced that they can sing and here's me saying they can't.

Try changing the key.

With Christmas time upon us now seems the right time to bring this one up. Have you ever noticed that Christmas carols are always in the wrong key? That's because although almost nobody has a vocal range that ties in with the 'rules', music, until very recently, was always written with a particular vocal range in mind. Tenor, contralto, baritone, it doesn't matter which, it was written and arranged for that vocal range and if you weren't one then you either squealed it, rumbled it, jumped up and down an octave like a yo-yo, or you didn't sing at all.

Nowadays we choose the key to sing in. If you're singing 'My way' and you want to finish on Tom Jones' last note rather than Sinatra's but your voice won't do it, you lower the key of the song until you can. If you have a massive upper register and can reach notes that Robert Plant has to screech for, you up the key a bit until you have to screech for them as well. In the right context screeching is good, I've tried it, people applaud it, I don't know why but I like applause so I always try to stick a screech in somewhere near the end of a song.

OK, so not everyone can match the pyrotechnics of Little Richard, Aretha Franklin (Actually her sister Carolyn was even better at it but let's not have too many tangents in here...), or Rance Allen - Strangely I can't think of anyone more current who shares their vocal skills - but those guys are singers plus something else, your basic singer just has a voice that sings in tune and that's it. You may like one more than another, you may respect one more than another, but the bottom line is they are all singers and nothing they perform qualifies a hard, difficult, or... well OK, I won't say 'impossible' because some things are impossible.

But they're impossible for everyone.

Trust me, these songs do exist. I should know. I wrote some of them. In fact I probably wrote all of them.

Yeah but - What's the point of understanding anything?

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Songs. They're a part of everyone's life, especially if you're of that other sex that I'm not one of. Apparently girlies listen to the lyrics far more than men, I must remember that next time I write a lyric...

It's true. I only needed to think about it for around two minutes to realise that the only lyrics I know are the ones that I sing, and I'm not really too sure what they're actually about.

The fact is that the only song lyrics which stick with me are the weird ones. Anyone remember Angie Baby? What did happen to the evil wannabe molester? We don't know, it's a weird song, I can still remember it all the way through. Same with Ode to Billy Joe (Or Billie Jo as one of the cover versions would have it...). I've never seen the movie, I suspect it gives an answer and I don't want an answer, I like all the unanswered questions that the song leaves dangling.

Now don't confuse weird with... well, weird. Bob Dylan wrote a lot of strange stuff, but it wasn't so much weird as a stream of consciousness. The only really weird song he ever wrote was Ballad of a thin man. "You know that something's happening here and you don't know what it is. Do you, Mister Jones?" Well I sure don't, but if you do, don't tell me, I don't want to spoil the mood.

Leonard Cohen is another writer who sometimes ventures into the realms of the strange, but I can only think of two occasions when he's actually crossed the barrier into weirdworld. I didn't even know that First we take Manhatten was a Cohen number when I first heard it. The singer was Jennifer Warnes and the song just struck me as so weird that I was able to sing it right the way through after that one listening. Of course what I didn't know back then was that Warnes only sang a part of the song. It's actually 3 times as long as her radio-friendly single, way beyond the capacity of my memory. I think I may now have a vague idea of what it was actually about, but I don't like to think about it too much in case I'm right.

Cohen's other foray into the world of weird songwriting was Tower of song which I saw him perform at a charity function. He accompanied himself on a small Casio keyboard and aside from that had just two girl backing singers doing the rather incongruous 'Shoo bom-boms' in the background. Now that was weird, so although I'm not certain that the song isn't really just a stream of conscious vehicle it still remains a satisfyingly weird song to me.

There's one record that isn't even really a song, or even a tune, that nonetheless resides firmly within this canon. The walker by Duane Eddy. The 'Melody' is a guitar riff, and the vocals consist of a group singing 'Aaaaaaaaah-ah' at various points in the song. I have no idea what was going through Hazelwood or Eddy's mind at the time but the record is strangely evocative of...

...something.

One song which I still maintain is a little on the weird side against argument from all sides is Sally go 'round the roses by The Jaynettes. Many people have tried to tell me that it's just a love song about a girl who saw her guy with another girl, and most of those people seem to know the song from the Pentangle's version, which as far as I can tell uses the same lyrics and yet, somehow, somewhere, is missing something. There's something about the original version that leads me to believe that there's more to it than girl-loses-boy. Don't ask me what it is. It's just weird is what it is, ipso facto it doesn't have to make any sense. That's my story and I'm sticking to it.

But the weirdest of all songs is one that you may not have heard of. Written by members of Brit-pop band (Now there's an understatement) 10cc, and recorded at their Stockport based Strawberry studios, it's a song called Umbopo, recorded by Dr. Father. It opens with the lines:

He parks his car on the edge of a forest of Borneo
and says goodbye to the world on his short wave radio
He steps inside without a map to guide him
Says he'll travel by the stars and leave the day behind him.

And slowly builds up to climax nearly 5 minutes later:

A voice called out to guide him.
The jungle closed behind him,
and he was never, ever seen again.

After all, we all know that 'There ain't no Umbopo', right? It's just one of those 'Jungle' words invented for stuff like King Soloman's Mines. The song was on pretty heavy rotation on Radio Northsea, but despite that I never did quite work out what happened to the guy.

And I guess it would spoil it if I did.
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