A quick note. Yes, it’s a holiday but I do have a couple of spots today on the Elysian Fields tour:
–An interview at author Nicky Peacock’s blog. She also reviews Royal Street. And a series spotlight at Mila Ramos’ blog–nothing new, info-wise, at this one but at both of these sites you can enter to win the iPad and tour-wide prizes.
Now…To my fellow laborers here in the U.S., Happy Labor Day…unless, of course, you have to work! With a day off from the day job, I will be up to my neck in Penton vampires today, but here are my ten favorite hard-working songs to celebrate the day, in no particular order. (Don’t worry, only one is in French!)
1. First up, DJ’s favorite singer-songwriter Zachary Richard sings “Travailler C’est Trop Dur,” or “Working is Too Hard.”
You can read the English translation of the lyrics here. It’s an unusually lighthearted song from Msr. Richard!
2. How about an oldie moldie from my extreme youth? I remember this song was the first time I ever heard anyone actually SAY the f-word. I was shocked beyond words. (Hear that, Mirren Kincaid?)
3. This one was way before my day, but I discovered it sometime in college. Lots of people have recorded it over the years, but I still like the original. And I come from people who mined coal for a living, so I know whereof he speaks.
4. Speaking of coal mines, here’s a favorite from the olden days:
5. Tired yet? How about Randy Newman’s “Mr. President (Have Pity on the Working Man)”?
6. For my friends in the UK, how about this one from the Kinks (and here’s a bit of useless trivia for you…I wrote a 40-page illustrated term paper in college on the music of the Kinks, for my minor in Pop Culture. Oh yeah, that was a big “A”):
7. How about a nice Stones song in honor of the day? Always loved this one because my man KEEF actually gets to sing the first verse by himself, followed by some boisterous background harmony.
8. Okay, I can’t help it. I have a weakness for Alan Jackson even though I just know he’d have awful hat-hair if he ever pulled that thing off. And Jimmy Buffett is here. And besides, it IS five o’clock somewhere.
9. And what’s a little work music without Bob Dylan? It’s a shame the way she makes me scrub the floor…I ain’t gonna work on Maggie’s farm no more.
10. Oh, I do so love this song, so I have to close with it. Y’all have a great day. Take it away, Bruce!