Tag: 1959


I’m settling down to listen to Ella Fitzgerald sing the Gershwin songbook for the next three hours. Fitzgerald did those whole songbook projects, recording an entire library of great American standards. She did the Gershwins, Cole Porter, Duke Ellington, Irving Berlin and others. That’s years … Continue reading Soon

Non, Je Ne Regrette Rien

Play this song at my funeral, please. Would this was everybody’s anthem. Or is that terribly cheesy? Edith Piaf sang like her spirit was on fire, but did she really sweep away all her regrets or did she even want to? Who knows. If, like most Americans, your main source of all things Piaf is the Hollywood movie of her life, you have a glancing familiarity with her various high- and low- lights. You know that she lived one of the most outstandingly dysfunctional lives of a revered cultural figure. The movie, being a movie, is overly simplistic and overly dramatic, but the story it’s based on is at least as strange as fiction. Edith Piaf’s life was marred continuously by tragedies and disasters both of her own making and beyond her control. What regrets she may have been haunted by we’ll never know. It is both ironic and completely appropriate that a woman who lived through so much would produce such fiercely uplifting music.


French chanson music may seem very alien to ears weaned on pop music, and it may not seem to bear much relation to what we think of as rock and roll, but if rock stardom can be seen as a state of being; if self-destruction, dysfunction, and bad luck are among the defining characteristics of what it means to be a rock star; if tragic, larger than life glamour is what we look for in a rock star; then Edith Piaf was on of the first and greatest rock stars. Piaf had an outstandingly shitty life, marked by tragic loss and physical suffering. She was the daughter of a street acrobat, abandoned by both parents, raised in a brothel by her madam grandmother, discovered busking in the streets of Paris, lost her only child and the love of her life, went through a series of lousy relationships, descended into morphine addiction after a near fatal car accident – if her life was a movie (which it has been made into) you’d think it was farfetched. Like Billie Holiday, she was one of those people who, despite all their success, couldn’t seem to catch a break. And like Holiday, she poured the pain from all of her bad breaks into her music. Her music remains alive and compelling and her legend still holds, and if she’d enjoyed a happier life, that probably would not be the case.

Almost Grown

One of the great, great, greats for you today.

John Lennon once said “If you tried togive rock’n’roll another name, you might call it Chuck Berry,” which pretty much sums up his influence. In terms of impact, Berry is bigger than Elvis (and less dead too).

This video of the 1959 hit ‘Almost Grown’ is from the “Hail, Hail Rock’N’Roll” concert movie. The concert was in honor of Berry’s sixtieth birthday, and a tribute from his most devoted acolytes, including Keith Richards.

Berry is now 82 and he’s still touring regularly, still being an inspiration to the younger generation. It’s funny how people like the Stones were ridiculed for having the nerve to keep touring in their thirties, their forties, their fifties and now their sixties. Chuck Berry, B.B. King and other grand old men have never stopped playing.

And here’s a cover version by David Bowie, from the 1971 John Peel sessions. Because if it exists, Bowie will use it.