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Song is my love language.

Music on a Monday // Echo-Valley 26809, I used to call that number…

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Before Lady Gaga hit the radio airwaves with her, “Telephone,”  and long before “Call Me, Maybe” was all the trendy, silly rage,  I loved and sang-along on songs about telephones and phones calls and calling some one or getting a call.  I know, I know – you’re thinking Jeanie never answers her phone.  Ok.  I am not a phone person (grrr), but I love the songs about phone calls.  That counts, yes?

“When I call you up, your line’s engaged.  I have had enough, so act your age!”  -The Beatles.  And in my head, Anne Murray.

This list of mine is in no way exhaustive.  It is just most of the ones I have liked over the years.  If you know more, tell me, though.  Maybe I missed some that I totally LOVE.  However, for instance, Reba Mcentire had one that would have worked, but I just didn’t even like it.  So, some are missing because they just don’t belong on my list.

This is just my little list. Of TWENTY-FIVE {25} songs…

Favorites are***…there are 10 of them.

266-7121, my York Street phone number in Des Moines, Iowa in the 1960s.  There are numbers I NEED to know now, but have no brain-space for – because stuff like this is rattling around.

Songs in which telephone calls are made, referenced, desired or hung up on.  In no particular order – just how they came to me.  Click. 

***Echo Valley 26809 by The Partridge Family.

Echo Valley 26809, I used to call that number all the time

But the last time that I called you, we hung up cryin’

This is the song that kicked this post into being.  I was listening to one of their old albums and just remembered how thoroughly, romantically swishy (is that a word?) I had been as a young girl in the early 70s when I’d hear this song on the radio.  When it got to the part where David Cassidy actually, longingly and sweetly spoke, “Operator, can you connect me with Echo-Valley 26809?”  Swoooooooooooooon.

That cruel, cold operator answered him “You have reached a disconnected number.”  How could she? [just after 2:00 on the vid]

Oooooooooh poor David.  Here is MY number, David Cassidy – you can call me {is what all of us little bubblegum-pop girlies were thinking, yes we were!}.  Enjoy!

Sylvia’s Mother by Dr Hook

This song was actually playing around the same time as Echo Valley 26809 and was much more raw and agonizing.  “And the operator says 40-cents more for the next 3 minutes...”  Man, that Sylvia’s mother was a tough cookie!

I did not know until I went looking for a Youtube on this song that the lyrics were by Shel Silverstein and that there really was a “Sylvia’s mother.”  Haha.  Those guys look 1972-stoned!

***Hello, It’s Me by Todd Rundgren

Like x 1000, LOVE this song!  This song was the bus-ride home from Harding Junior High, school year 73-74.  It was Todd’s only big hit.  Technically, no one ever says it is a telephone conversation, but I always imagined it was.

Hello, it’s me

I’ve thought about us for a long, long time

Maybe I think too much but something’s wrong

There’s something here that doesn’t last too long

Maybe I shouldn’t think of you as mine

 

***Nobody by Sylvia

Speaking of Sylvia – We lived in Kokomo (youth pastors at Central C of G 1981-85) when this local-Kokomo-girl-gone-Nashville hit it big with this song.  What a clever play on words. Reminds me of early marriage, a red Honda Prelude with a sun roof, and a sweet bunch of kids we got to hang out with.

Well your nobody called today – she hung up when I asked her name

Well I wonder does she think she’s being clever.

You say nobody’s after you – the fact is what you say is true

But I can love you like nobody can, even better

 

***Ain’t No Mountain by Diana Ross

It was a beloved old song by then and had been recorded by many people, but when she sang this in Central Park in the early 80s, with her big white fur cuffs and just belted this out for what seemed like an eternity, when she made this strong promise of undying love and help that she would give no matter what –  well, I knew I wanted to be Diana Ross.  This song deeply inspired and characterizes my deep belief that your love for your people should be able to overcome any possible obstacle you are facing – just call me.  If it is within my power to do so – I will move mountains. This is an anthem, my creed.

Listen, baby, ain’t no mountain high

Ain’t no valley low, ain’t no river wide enough, baby

If you need me, call me, no matter where you are

No matter how far, don’t worry, baby

Just call my name, I’ll be there in a hurry

You don’t have to worry…

Ain’t no mountain high enough to keep me from getting to you!

 

You Don’t Have to Tell Me (The Partridge Family)

Why a Partridge Family song {again}?  Really?  Do you need to ask me that?

You don’t have to tell me who’s been knockin’ down your door

It’s not the first time, no, we’ve been there before

I only called you to let you know I haven’t seen you and I miss you so

 

***Hello Again by Neil Diamond

Hello again, hello

Just called to say ‘hello’

I couldn’t sleep at all tonight

And I know it’s late

But I couldn’t wait

 

Hello, my friend, hello

Just called to let you know

I think about you every night

When I’m here alone

And you’re there at home

Hello

Please just tell me you revere his voice and lifetime of work as much as me or get the heck off my blog.  I LOVE him.

He has written and sang some of the best songs ever.  This one?  Maybe Neil’s best, although, it is hard to make a decision when I visit his website and go through his songs.  It’s tough to make a definitive choice {click here to see what I mean}.  If this blog post was not about to be so long, I would put the whole song here.

***The One You Love by Glen Frey

Tragic.  In this scenario, the phone call is causing pain to Glen Frey.  Glen Frey, people!  This was during his solo career before hell actually froze over and the Eagles reunited and then kept reuniting when they found out that icy or hot, they could make truckloads of money as The Eagles, which is a good thing.  But during their hot “separation,” Glen was my fav.  For the lovers….

I heard you on the phone

You took his number

Said you weren’t alone, but you’d call him soon

Isn’t he the guy

The guy who left you crying

Isn’t he the one who made you blue

 

***I’d Really Love to see You Tonight, England Dan and John Ford Coley

This is a windows down on a mild summer night , teen-age girl kind of riding around singing song.

Hello, yeah, it’s been a while.

Not much, how ’bout you?

I’m not sure why I called,

I guess I really just wanted to talk to you.

And I was thinking maybe later on,

We could get together for a while.

It’s been such a long time,

And I really do miss your smile…

I’d really love to see you tonight.

Yes, I left out the part that he wasn’t interested in a real relationship.  Because teen-age girls {stupidly} do that.  1976.  This song takes me back.

Telephone Line  ELO

This great song comes with all the dial-tones and the anticipation and sound of a person on the other end of a land-line, people!  History!

Hello?  How are you?  have you been alright?

All those lonely-lonely-lonely-lonely nights?

What can I say?  I’d tell you everything

If you’d pick up that telephone

 

Ring Ring by Abba

I was sitting by the phone I was waiting all alone

Baby by myself I sit and wait and wonder about you…

Ooooh, ring-ring.  Why don’t you give me a call?

It was just the Abba era.  Otherwise I probably would never have liked this.  But Abba music had its’ time!

I Just Called to Say I Love You  by Stevie Wonder

Happy.  “I just called to say ‘I love you’.”  How can you go wrong with a phone call like that?

Call Me by Debra Harry/Blondie

There are other Blondie songs I like way more.  But “call me any-anytime, call me” is fun to sing.

 

***+***Wichita Lineman by Glen Campbell

A song about a telephone line installer // Is there actually a more beautiful song and sentiment than this?  This song contains one of those rare lyric-matches-melody-and-you-know-it-came-by-divine-inspiration moments.  I just think there are some songs that have within them sacred, breathtaking phrases and tunes that marry, indelible {indelible!} seconds of consummated musical magic.  This has one of those phrases:

And I need you more than want you

And I want you for all time

And the Wichita Lineman is still on the line

 

Ricki Don’t Lose My Number by Steely Dan

Harding Junior High.  Again.  I almost left this off, but when I re-listened to the percussion and all the instruments – just very classic.

Happy Together by The Turtles

Well-known 1960s song, the lyric of which is quite dated by that “investing a dime” on a call reference.  Those were the days.

Hey remember when you could actually use a payphone without fear of contracting a life-threatening disease?

If I should call you up, invest a dime

And you say you belong to me and ease my mind

Imagine how the world could be, so very fine

So happy together

I can’t see me lovin’ nobody but you for all my life

 

Call Me by Petulia Clark

I think I really started liking this 60s easy-listening tune when Billy Crystal was trying to reach Meg Ryan in the 1980’s blockbuster, When Harry Met Sally.  She wouldn’t answer him so he left cute messages on her machine, “Call me, don’t be afraid to just ‘phone moi,'” he personalized the lyrics.  :)

***You Won’t See Me by Anne Murray

The queen of my vocal range remade this Beatles tune.

Pennsylvania 6-5000 by Glenn Miller

Fun song from the WWII era.  I love how the image on the vid is a phone.  :)  I can remember, even looking at this now, the feeling of my fingertip dialing a rotary….

Jim Croce’s Operator (That’s not the Way it Feels)

He is just calling to tell his old girl who is with his ex-best-friend that he is ok with it.  But, that is not the way it feels.

Operator, well could you help me place this call?

Well, I can’t read the number that you just gave me.

There’s something in my eyes, you know it happens every time

I think about a love that I thought would save me.

 

***I’ll have to say I Iove you in a song by Jim Croce

Well, I know it’s kind of late

I hope I didn’t wake you

But what I got to say can’t wait

I know you’d understand

Every time I tried to tell you

The words just came out wrong

So I’ll have to say I love you in a song

Well, if you are going to call me so late, please do sing me a song.  Jim Croce just effortlessly, masculinely, yet tenderly delivered his urgent message of love that could not be contained until morning.

I Need You Now by Lady Antebellum

It’s a quarter after one, I’m all alone and I need you now

Said I wouldn’t call but I lost all control and I need you now

And I don’t know how I can do without

I just need you now

Dave made a video of pictures of us for me using this song a couple of years ago.  He told me to watch it every night while I was on an extended trip and I thought it was so sweet.  Then Tredessa told me it was a “booty call” song.  Has changed it for me ever since.  But I still think of it sweetly.  ;).

Party for Two by Shania Twain and Billy Currington

This one is probably the most annoying of them all and all I can say is even though I don’t want to sing it and it technically doesn’t mention a phone call, I made the unfortunate mistake of watching the video when it first came out and it was just so pretty (chalk drawings, swinging chandeliers, a garden lit up at night) I could not resist.  And, in the vid, they are talking on the phone.  That is how the invite came;

It doesn’t matter what you wear

‘Cause it’s only gonna be

you and me there (Whoa!)

So, even when Shania does that ridiculous “Whoooooooooooooa” sliding thing she does, I am all in.  I am actually wishing the whole time that Billy really will stand strong against her bold advances, but we all know it’s Shania.  Resistance will be futile…

 

Call Me by Aretha Franklin

When this came out, I was just a little girl, way too naive to get the intense passion for her “baby-baby-baby-baby-baby,” but Aretha?  Wonderful.

Baby will you call me the moment you get there?

Because you’re taking me with you

And I’m keeping you right here in my heart

 

Alone by Heart

This is one of the few 1980s songs I remember.

I hear the ticking of the clock

I’m lying here the room’s pitch dark

I wonder where you are tonight

No answer on the telephone

And the night goes by so very slow

Oh I hope that it won’t end though

Alone

Till now I always got by on my own

I never really cared until I met you

And now it chills me to the bone

How do I get you alone

These are my 25…with my fav 10…

The full playlist may be enjoyed {click} H E R E!

 O and…ONE LAST SONG:  Weird, but true.  I obviously put this post together over the weekend.  My plan was just to hit the publish button this morning.  I woke up with “I’ve Just Got to Get a Message to You” by the Bee Gees on my mind, which is weird because I love the Bee Gees, but that really isn’t a song of theirs I have ever liked that much.   So just for fun (and because I was singing it and realized I knew very few of the words and that vexes me), I googled the lyric and guess what???

The preacher talked to me and he smiled,

Said, come and walk with me, come and walk one more mile.

Now for once in your life you’re alone,

But you ain’t got a dime, there’s no time for the phone.

 

Ive just got to get a message to you, hold on, hold on.

One more hour and my life will be through, hold on, hold on.

It shows your brain knows stuff you are wholly unaware of .  Show off.

Adding it to the playlist. Now there are 26…

A lyric

1 Christ is All, 2 Mi Familia, 5 Songs I am Singing,

It was about 34 years ago this week I arrived in Minot, North Dakota to attend Bible College.  While researching content for a paper, I happened across an ad in a Moody Monthly (the magazine, not the periodical female condition) for an album featuring Stormie and Michael Omartien.  Stormie was not yet mega-famous in Christendom for books on praying, though they were both established in the music and entertainment biz.

If you have read here long, you know why I was going through an intense spiritual awakening.  I won’t re-tell at this moment, but suffice it to say.  I can’t recall what I was researching or even for which course.  But simple words impacted my heart, as if straight from heaven to me.


I couldn’t hum you a part of the melody to save my life. I have only ever actually heard the song once, I think?  But time and again, the lyric that jumped off the small, perhaps 2 column x 3 inch ad,  that fall day in 1978, that lyric – it keeps reading my mail and making good sense. Time and again. 34 years and counting.

The lyric:

“…you feel like you’ve lost control,

And the valleys seem so low,

Well it’s not forever, just a season of the soul.

If you could step away just to see how far you’ve gone,

If you would take the time just to be what you’ve become,

You could have the time to grow,

There would be a chance to know,

That it’s not forever, just a season of the soul.

If you don’t rest when the Winter is here, what will you bear in the Fall,

 

A time to cry, a time to sing,

There’s a time for everything,

Nothing lasts that long.

Don’t look at what you see,

And just keep your eyes on Me,

I won’t let you go wrong.

It’s not forever. It’s just a season of the soul.

Thank-you, Stormie Omartien.  And yes, I loved it so much, I eventually named our last child for her.  :)  Read the story {HERE}.

Return to Me

5 Songs I am Singing, 9 TV & Movies/Books & Entertainment, Stuff I Actually Think

Frank or Dino?  Dino, of course.

Return to Me

The movie, “Return to Me,” an all-time favorite.  In a Chicago neighborhood (my sister lives in one) where colorful cultures collide, LOVE this movie.  Pretty people.  Sweet story, deep love (more than once), zoo animals, a garden in the city, lots of romance and comic relief via some classic actors.

I could live off quotes from this movie.  And the soundtrack is divine (because Dean Martin, people!).

And there is a pretty decent kiss at the end – in Italy!

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0122459/

One of the greatest movie lines ever: Grace has Bob’s dead wife’s heart!

You should rent or buy or Netflix, but watch it.  Watch it!

Guini’s 3-tier Donut Cake

2 Mi Familia, 3 Celebrations & Festive Events, 5 Songs I am Singing, Stuff I Actually Think

I love the little grandbebes.  The whole cake-making deal came from their sweet requests and imaginations.

Last year, Gavin had a donut volcano and this year, for her 7th birthday, Guini told me she wanted two things:  [1] donuts and [2] three great big tiers.

I really really really want that, she told me.

I figured there was a way to give her the tiers and the donuts.

I just took my everyday dishes out of the cupboard and stacked a bowl with a mini-casserole with a plate and then a coffee cup, another plate and another coffee cup and finally one last full-sized diner plate.

Since we were having breakfast with the fam and the donuts would be eaten quickly, I wasn’t really worried about the whole thing toppling, but just in case, I put some hot-glue dots on the rims of the coffee cups to “glue” it all together.  Because {little-known fact} when you put ceramic with hot glue into the freezer for  few minutes, the hot glue will pop right off, as if it was never there.

So voila!  An easy tiered donut holder that only took about 3 minutes to assemble.  It would probably work for cupcakes, too.

It took another 2 minutes to pile the donuts onto the plates and we were off to the races!

Guini loved it and that makes me happy.  We filled it with big, puffy yeast donuts and decorated cake donuts, too.  There were Crullers and Entenmann’s powdered sugar mini’s and the little chocolate-covered donuts, too.  We topped it with a Mexican pastry for color and to hold the candles.

Guinivere’s mommy and daddy fixed a lovely breakfast buffet for us all – to offset the dozens and dozens of donuts on hand.

It was a lovely way to start a Saturday morning, the whole familia there, except for Ryan, who had Guard this weekend.  All six of my adorable grandbebes celebrating 7 wonderful years of Guini-muggins.  We adore her!

Family is wonderful.

All in one Accord-ion

5 Songs I am Singing, Stuff I Actually Think

Accordion.

I dreamed of one for years.  As soon as my dad became a Church of God preacher and we started picking up the denominational mag, The Evangel at the back of the church, my dreams to own an accordion were ignited.  There were lots of accordion ads in The Evangel back then, when I was 5 or 7.

Notably we had 2 accordionists in our small congregation: Priscilla Sydness and Sharon Harris, both beautiful teen-age girls whom I admired.  Oh, I watched them with great fascination – the smooth in and out of the left side of the magical-music-machine, a certain innate top-to-bottom curve to it, all the while, the fancy finger work on the right.  If you stood close enough, there was even a sweet scent emitted as the air was expelled.

O how I wanted an accordion – an instrument I could take anywhere with me and make the music with which my very soul was burgeoning, oh how I would sing and play, I’d imagined.

When I was about 14, Sharon Harris, who had moved on to the piano, gave me her old accordion.  I did not have the natural affinity I would have thought and plus, I was kind of past the stage.  I would try off and on the learn, but didn’t like how long it took, so, nothing much ever happened.  And it was just less cool by then.  We still had an accordion player at church, Virginia P., but she was quite old-fashioned and well, old.  Not to be emulated, certainly.

I gave up my dreams and at some point gave the massive cased instrument to my mom.  But the accordion has enjoyed a resurgence in popularity more recently, if even just by the alternative sorts who like to shake music up.  But it turns out, my own son-in-law, Tristan, could have taught me to play.  And I find my fascination is reignited when I see one being played well.  They are massive and beautiful and mysterious and play so many notes at once, they cause the heart to sing!

Lucky-lucky Allison Krauss.

Stephanie did this CUTE photo shoot of the grandbebes once:

See the rest of the adorable (if I do say so) pics here:  http://www.maydae.com/music/lets-make-a-band/

Heaven Fest 2012::Here for You!

1 Christ is All, 3 Celebrations & Festive Events, 5 Songs I am Singing, 9 TV & Movies/Books & Entertainment, Stuff I Actually Think

www.heavenfest.com

Heaven Fest was beautiful.  This song is our anthem!

Let our praise be Your welcome

Let our songs be a sign We are here for You,

we are here for You
Let Your breath come from heaven

Fill our hearts with Your life

We are here for You, we are here for You
To You our hearts are open

Nothing here is hidden

You are our one desire

You alone are holy Only You are worthy God,

let Your fire fall down
Let our shout be Your anthem

Your renown fill the skies

We are here for You, we are here for You
Let Your Word move in power

Let what’s dead come to life

We are here for You, we are here for You

We welcome You with praise

We welcome You with praise

Almighty God of love

Be welcomed in this place
Let every heart adore

Let every soul awake

Almighty God of love Be welcomed in this place
We welcome You with praise

We welcome You with praise

Almighty God of love

Be welcomed in this place

Sing it, anyway

5 Songs I am Singing, 9 TV & Movies/Books & Entertainment, Stuff I Actually Think

You can pour your soul out singing a song you believe in that tomorrow they’ll forget you ever sang

Sing it anyway.

Yea, sing it anyway.

I sing.

I dream.

I love, anyway.

Ok, first, *sniffles.  This song always gets me.  Secondly, I wholly believe this: do it anyway.  Sort of an unshakable life value.  Doesn’t mean it’s easy.  Just means I will be true to myself.