6/14/2004
The Best Ever
I'm a music fan. Maybe to be more accurate, I should say I like music in general, but I'm a straight-up fan of certain genres and artists. There's a reason I titled my blog "Stereo Describes My Scenario." One, because I like music that much, but two, because it's a Public Enemy lyric. I try to get artists I like into whatever I'm working on, either by title or content. Once I called a paper I wrote on tornado formation and development, "Black Cloud in the Hour of Chaos." I said all that say that music is more than just racket in the background for me. I pay attention and break it down. When I'm talking to somebody who can break it down with me, we can chew it all the way to the last morsel. With that in mind, run and get the Polygrip. If you're looking for politics, check back later this week. For now, it's all about the best song by the greatest R&B songwriter ever. If I was better acquainted with more genres of music, I'd just call him the best ever and leave it at that. As it is, I'll just say he's in the pantheon.
Stevie Wonder has a tremendous catalog. As with every artist, some parts are stronger than others, but even his wack records (and there are a couple) are better than most artists' best material. I'm not sure how his record sales went, but to critics and all the fans I know, his strongest period was right after he took full creative control of his material. The first four albums, Music Of My Mind, Talking Book, Innervisions, and Fulfillingness' First Finale represent a string of near-perfect albums. Music of my Mind has my favorite Stevie song (although not the one I think is his best), Superwoman (Where Were You When I Needed You.). It was a solid effort, but it didn't begin to hint at what was to come. Talking Book took it up a level with Superstition, You And I (you know I had to mention that one. Michael sang it at Thelma's wedding.), and Looking For Another Pure Love. Innervisions gets me in trouble because a lot of my friends keep trying to tell me that it's a perfect album, but I just don't agree. Don't get me wrong, it's staggeringly good, and I don't think there is any fast-forward material on there (which by my own definition makes it a perfect album, I guess), but it just doesn't crystallize as perfect for me. Even though there's not a bad song on there, none of them really stand out and bop me over the head. (That sequence from Living For the City to Higher Ground is particularly good, though.) Fulfillingness' First Finale is another album that would be solid on its own, but coming in the string of great music (in consecutive years!!) makes it even that much better. Kinda like Pippen was a great player, but when he was with Jordan, he was one of the best ever. (Ask me one time why, even though I think Mike may have been the greatest baller ever, and Pip may have played himself out of the top 50 with his performances in Houston and Portland, Mike's greatness was just as dependent on Pip as Pip's was on Mike. Somebody ask me about that one time.) After that came The Album, Songs In The Key of Life.
Here is my dog in the "best Stevie album" fight. To really represent it properly, I'm gonna break it down into sides, like it was when I first got my chubby little fingers on it.
SIDE 1
Love's In Need of Love Today
Have A Talk With God
Village Ghetto Land
Contusion
Sir Duke
The first two are solid songs; if they were players on Madden, they would go about 80-85. Like I said before, for any other artist, these would represent the apex of their work. For Stevie, they're good, if unspectacular, especially on this album. With Village Ghetto Land, the album starts to pick up. This is the song those rappers who claim they're just "describing life as it really is" wish they could write. Stevie paints a crisp, detailed picture here, and he can't even see! I'll be reiterating that throughout this piece, especially as I really break down lyrics, but think about that. In Village Ghetto Land, he writes, "Children play with rusted cars/ sores cover their hands" and he can't even see. I knew kids that played with rusted cars and they did have sores on their hands. I didn't put the two together then, and I doubt that I would even notice it now. That's amazing. Contusion is a strong instrumental jam that my mother didn't like. She said it should've been called "Coufusion." I thought it was hot, though. Then, on Sir Duke, he ratchets it up to 10.
SIDE 2
I Wish
Knocks Me Off My Feet
Pasttime Paradise
Summer Soft
Ordinary Pain
Perfection. I don't really know what else to say. Side 2 of SITKOL is unbeatable in terms of both songs and sequencing. I could try to name standouts, because like I mentioned when I wrote about this in Singer-Songwriters, I did try to kick some lines from Knocks Me Off My Feet to the girl I liked when I was in 3rd grade, but I wore out the whole side of the record. The end of the first verse of Summer Soft actually used to make me sad, when he's like, "...taking with her summer's play..." If I was still teaching, I would bring these songs in and make the kids break down all the poetic devices Stevie uses.
SIDE 3
Isn't She Lovely
Joy Inside My Tears
Black Man
Perfection again. Isn't She Lovely, I don't even need to write about that. Everybody knows that song, and everybody who has a daughter wishes ze had written it. Of these three, Joy Inside My Tears is my favorite, though. I don't know why, but I've always liked melancholy songs. (I guess that's why Here My Dear is my favorite Marvin Gaye album, with You Can Leave, But It's Going To Cost You being my favorite song.) Joy Inside My Tears is 6:30 of pleasure. Then comes Black Man, which every American History class should listen to. Many times, it seems like some conservatives think multiculturalism is a bad thing. That's wrong. The oxymoronic hegemony that has developed in the name of multiculturalism is bad, but so is acting like the only people who have ever contributed anything to America are of European ancestry. It's about dispensing the facts, not telling the stories that show me and my people in the best light.
SIDE 4
Ngiculea – Es Una Historia - I Am Singing
If It's Magic
As
Another Star
Not content to just talk about multiculti, Stevie actually practices what he preaches, singing in 3 languages on Ngiculea... Are you kiddin me?! Then comes If It's Magic, which is one of the few songs for which I think the word "beautiful" is really appropriate. The harp, the sentiments, that song is synergistic. Finally, Another Star, is funny: lyrically, it's melancholy, but it's an upbeat, danceable tune. (I know because I was at a club one time and they played it and I danced the whole 8 minutes, sweating my money blue.)
SOMETHING EXTRA - remember the little record that came in there?
Saturn
Ebony Eyes
All Day Sucker
Easy Goin' Evening (My Mama's Call)
Just closes out a perfect album. Especially Easy Goin' Evening, which is what sunset on a warm, summer evening would sound like. If my life had a soundtrack, All Day Sucker would be the love theme.
Of course, all those other songs can't really be perfect. On the Madden scale, they're all 99s, but for As we have to take up another level. As is that geeked up version of yourself you make in create-a-player when you pull all the sliders to 99. When I wrote about this before, I made note of the fact that Stevie wrote songs that women would like to hear that men would actually say. I mean, I could talk and talk and talk about this song, but I will just post the lyrics and let them speak for themselves, highlighting passages I think are particularly interesting. But as you read, remember that this stuff was written by a man who cannot see with his natural eyes. Un-believable. So now that I'm shuttin up, go get your copy of Songs In The Key of Life (if you don’t have it, you ain't got no collection, you just got a bunch'a records.) and get groovin'.
As around the sun the earth knows she's revolving
And the rosebuds know to bloom in early May
Just as hate knows love's the cure
You can rest your mind assured
That I'll be loving you always
Now can't reveal the mystery of tomorrow
But in passing we'll grow older every day
Just as all is born is new
You know what I say is true
That I'll be loving you always
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
ALWAYS
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
ALWAYS
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea
ALWAYS
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream
Did you know that true love asks for nothing
Her acceptance is the way we pay
Did you know that life has given love a guarantee
To last through forever and another day
Just as time knew to move on since the beginning
And the seasons know exactly when to change
Just as kindness knows no shame
Know through all your joy and pain
That I'll be loving you always
As today I know I'm living but tomorrow
Could make me the past but that I mustn't fear
For I'll know deep in my mind
The love of me I've left behind
Cause I'll be loving you always
Until the day is night and night becomes the day
ALWAYS
Until the trees and sea just up and fly away
ALWAYS
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4
ALWAYS
Until the day that is the day that are no more
Did you know you're loved by somebody?
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left
ALWAYS
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself
I'll loving you forever
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through
ALWAYS
Until the day that you are me and I am you
AL~~~~~WA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
~~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
~~~AA~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~YS
We all know sometimes life's hates and troubles
Can make you wish you were born in another time and space
But you can bet your life times that and twice its double
That God knew exactly where he wanted you to be placed
So make sure when you say you're in it but not of it
You're not helping to make this earth a place sometimes called Hell
Change your words into truths and then change that truth into love
And maybe our children's grandchildren
And their great-great grandchildren will tell
I'll be loving you
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
Loving you
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
Loving you
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea
Loving you
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream
Be loving you
Until the day is night and night becomes the day
Loving you
Until the trees and seas up, up and fly away
Loving you
Until the day that 8x8x8x8 is 4
Loving you
Until the day that is the day that are no more
Loving you
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left
Be loving you
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself
Loving you
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through
Loving you
Until the day that you are me and I am you
Now ain't that loving you
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
Ain't that loving you
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
And I've got to say always
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea
AL~~~~~~~~~WA~~~~~~~~~~~~AYS
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream
Um AL~~~~~~~~~WA~~~~~~~~~~~~AYS
Until the day is night and night becomes the day
AL~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~WA~~~~~~~~~AYS
Until the trees and sea just up and fly away
AL~~~~~WA~~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4
~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~~~~AA
Until the day that is the day that are no more
AA~~~~~~~~~~~~AA~~~~AA~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~AYS
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left
AL~~~~~~~~WA~~~~~~A~~~~~~~~~~~~AA
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself
~~~~~~AA~~~~~~~~AA~~~~~~AA~~~~~~AYS
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through
AL~~~~WAYS
Until the day that you are me and I am you
Until the rainbow burns the stars out in the sky
Until the ocean covers every mountain high
Until the dolphin flies and parrots live at sea
Until we dream of life and life becomes a dream
Until the day is night and night becomes the day
Until the trees and sea just up and fly away
Until the day that 8x8x8 is 4
Until the day that is the day that are no more
Until the day the earth starts turning right to left
Until the earth just for the sun denies itself
Until dear Mother Nature says her work is through
Until the day that you are me and I am you