Haiku Clouds full and heavy Ready to burst forth with rain Refreshing the earth Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Names, Pets and Memories are the prompts for this week’s Song Lyric Sunday provided by Di from Pensitivity101. Our friend, Jim Adams is our tireless host, as always.
I have chosen an old favorite by Paul Simon, ‘You Can Call Me Al’. It is a great song from the Graceland album and the official video always stuck with me. It’s a fun production featuring Chevy Chase lip synching to Simin’s lyrics. Hope you enjoy it.
Simon started recording this song in South Africa, where he worked with local musicians and experimented with their sounds. He recorded with many different musicians while he was there, and he loved the work of the guys from a local group called Stimela, whose guitarist Ray Phiri came up with the riff for this song during one of their jam sessions. These recordings were edited together in New York by Simon’s producer Roy Halee – a monumental task in the age of analog recording, since in South Africa, they rolled a lot of tape that Halee had to sort out with a series of splices.The lyrics contain some intricate wordplay that Simon wrote very carefully around the track, and the character in the song symbolic of his South Africa experience. At the time, South Africa was divided by Apartheid, a policy that separated blacks and whites, and a cultural boycott was in place (check out the Songfacts on “Sun City“). Simon defied this boycott and went anyway, taking a lot of heat for his actions – even though his intentions were good, many black leaders in South Africa felt that any violation of the boycott hindered their cause. Because of the boycott, music from the area was secluded, and when Simon released Graceland, he brought the music of the country to the world. In the documentary Under African Skies, Simon explained: “‘You Can Call Me Al’ is really the story of somebody like me, who goes to Africa with no idea and ends up having an extraordinary spiritual experience.”
This song is about a self-obsessed person becoming aware of his surroundings. In a 1990 interview with SongTalk magazine, Simon explained: “‘You Can Call Me Al’ starts off very easily with sort of a joke: ‘Why am I soft in the middle when the rest of my life is so hard?’ Very easy words. Then it has a chorus that you can’t understand. What is he talking about, you can call me Betty, and Betty, you can call me Al? You don’t know what I’m talking about. But I don’t think it’s bothersome. You don’t know what I’m talking about but neither do I. At that point.The second verse is really a recapitulation: A man walks down the street, he says… another thing. And by the time you get to the third verse, and people have been into the song long enough, now you can start to throw abstract images. Because there’s been a structure, and those abstract images, they will come down and fall into one of the slots that the mind has already made up about the structure of the song.So now you have this guy who’s no longer thinking about the mundane thoughts, about whether he’s getting too fat, whether he needs a photo opportunity, or whether he’s afraid of the dogs in the moonlight and the graveyard.”
So where did “Al” and “Betty” in this song come from? That stems from a 1970 party that Simon hosted with his wife, Peggy Harper. Simon’s friend, the composer Stanley Silverman, brought along another composer named Pierre Boulez, and when he made his exit, Boulez called Simon “Al” and his wife “Betty.” Boulez was French, and he wasn’t being rude – it was just his interpretation of what he heard: Paul=Al, Peggy=Betty.Silverman’s son is Ben Silverman, a television mogul who was executive producer of the American version of The Office. In 2011, Ben commissioned a work composed by his dad called “Les Folies d’Al,” which includes variations of “You Can Call Me Al” and is a send-up of the incident.
This was the first single off Graceland, which won a Grammy for Album of the Year in 1988. It was Simon’s first hit since 1980, when “Late In The Evening” went to #6 in the US.
The best we can tell, this is by far the biggest hit containing a penny whistle solo. It was played by Jy Morr (Morris) Goldberg, a white South African who was living in New York.
Simon arranged for some of the musicians who played on this song, including guitarist Ray Phiri, bass player Bakithi Kumalo and drummer Isaac Mtshali, to came to America, where they worked on some other tracks for the album and backed Simon when he appeared on Saturday Night Live, where he performed this song on May 10, 1986, a few months before the album was released. These musicians later accompanied Simon on his worldwide tour for Graceland.
The video featured Chevy Chase lip-synching the vocals while Simon pretended to play various instruments. Most videos at the time were “performance videos,” meaning the bands would pretend to be playing the song. This video did a great job mocking them. The clip was also notable for its simplicity – it was shot in a small, unadorned room using a single camera.
When they recorded the tracks for this song in South Africa, Simon and his producers were sure they had a hit with this song. Even though the Graceland album did very well, this song was a slow starter. The single did well in the UK, where it made #4 in September 1986, but in America, it stalled at #44 in October. After the album and video gained momentum, the song was reissued with more promotion in March 1987, and this time it went to #23 in the US. It was Simon’s last Top 40 hit in America.
Al Gore used this while he was running for Vice President in 1992. Simon has played at various Democratic fund raisers.
A man walks down the street He says, "Why am I soft in the middle, now? Why am I soft in the middle? The rest of my life is so hard I need a photo-opportunity I want a shot at redemption Don't want to end up a cartoon In a cartoon graveyard" Bonedigger, Bonedigger Dogs in the moonlight Far away in my well-lit door Mr. Beerbelly, Beerbelly Get these mutts away from me You know, I don't find this stuff amusing anymore If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty, when you call me, you can call me Al A man walks down the street He says, "Why am I short of attention? Got a short little span of attention And, whoa, my nights are so long Where's my wife and family? What if I die here? Who'll be my role model Now that my role model is gone, gone?" He ducked back down the alley With some roly-poly little bat-faced girl All along, along There were incidents and accidents There were hints and allegations If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty, when you call me, you can call me Al Call me Al A man walks down the street It's a street in a strange world Maybe it's the third world Maybe it's his first time around Doesn't speak the language He holds no currency He is a foreign man He is surrounded by the sound, the sound Cattle in the marketplace Scatterings and orphanages He looks around, around He sees angels in the architecture Spinning in infinity He says, "Amen and Hallelujah!" If you'll be my bodyguard I can be your long lost pal I can call you Betty And Betty, when you call me, you can call me Al Call me Na na na na, na na na na Na na na na, na na na-na na-na Na na na na, na-na na-na na na Na na na na, na na na na If you'll be my bodyguard I can call you Betty If you'll be my bodyguard I can call you Betty If you'll be my bodyguard Writer/s: Paul Simon Publisher: Universal Music Publishing Group Lyrics licensed and provided by LyricFind
Into the Wallpaper
When did it happen? I do not recall
Thrilled at how intertwined our lives
had become in the short time
we had been together
Thinking of myself less and less
Putting you always front and center
It made me happy to do things for you
and you basked in the sunshine of my giving
One day I realized I no longer saw my friends
Making excuses to my family why I couldn’t see them
Noticing how others no longer addressed me
Everything was directed to you instead
I had become insignificant, isolated
It was as if I had disappeared into the wallpaper
Unseen, unheard, living in your shadow
This was your plan from the beginning
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Stream of Consciousness Saturday - Wallpaper
Senryu Please don’t make me choose Between the two I love dear Meet in the middle Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Senryu Looking to nature For answers to life’s problems Never disappoints Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
The Dog Days of Summer
The Summer began in early Spring this year
Bringing merciless heat scorching body and earth
Cranking air conditioners and spinning fans
Beaches and pools crowded with souls
Searching for cooling comfort
The solstice came and went
and the arrival of rainy season gifted relief
As it slipped into its seasonal pattern
Now deep into August the sky is full
Moving clusters of cumulus clouds
Drape themselves across the blue-grey expanse
Emptying in intervals
With thirty second rain showers
Now you see them, now you don’t
Pouring on one side of the street,
Not the other
The sun peeking in between
Painting her rainbows
And as darkness falls mosquitoes come to life
Sending their targets scurrying
for the cover of citronella
Heat lightning glows red in the night sky
And thunder’s drum roll announces its presence
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August in Florida is God's way of reminding us who's in charge. -- Blaize Clement
Mish is hosting Open Link Night at D'Verse. This poem is in response to Sanaa's
prompt of The Month of August from Thursday night's D'Verse. I was running too late to post it!
Senryu The pain you inflict Will never heal as my heart will surely now stop Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
I am very empathetic when it comes to animals and my fellow man. I never like to see anyone hurt or humiliated, but put me in front of a TV to watch America’s Funniest Home Videos and you will find me rolling on the floor laughing at the mishaps they encounter! I don’t know if it’s the sound effects they use or the canned laughter but I just cannot help myself. I actually cry through uncontrollable giggles. Do any of you experience the same?
Hope you have a great Wednesday!
For Linda G. Hill’s One Liner Wednesday
Senryu Love lies there bleeding At the end of your anger Dying as you speak Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved
Haiku Circular seating Crows picnicking on mangoes Around the tree base Copyright © 2022 Christine Bolton - Poetry for Healing All Rights Reserved