TUESDAY TUNES: “Summertime”, Billy Stewart

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I don’t know about you, but it feels like summertime where I live! And I discovered this song just in time to get the summer season into high gear.

We all know the Gershwin classic “Summertime”, but Stewart’s cover features scat singing, tight drumming, and a blaring trumpet section that builds into a crescendo unlike any other version I’ve heard before.

So here’s to a happy summer full of great music!

 

 

 

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TUESDAY TUNES: “Paracosm”, Washed Out

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I’m hooked on a new album! Thanks to Spotify’s “Discover Weekly” feature, the app knows me well and recommended a tune from Paracosm by Washed Out. I didn’t want to stop there — I went to the full album and now I can’t stop listening to it.

From the first moment, I imagine walking into the woods (thanks in part to actual bird sounds) and finding an imaginary world… which, it turns out, is the exact definition of the word ‘paracosm’. The album entrances you with modern beats and mellifluous melodies until it eventually gently eases you out of the paracosm and back into the real world, with more bird sounds as a souvenir.

It’s the perfect soundtrack to keep you company during a long commute or road trip or maybe while you lounge around the house on a rainy day.

Enjoy!

TUESDAY TUNES: Beethoven’s 9th Symphony

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It’s almost impossible to listen to Beethoven’s Ninth Symphony, especially the fourth movement, and not feel happiness — after all, that’s one of the reasons it’s called Ode to Joy!

The 9th has been referenced in popular culture from movies like “A Clockwork Orange” to “Die Hard”, and it actually inspired the size of the modern compact disc (CD). Even more impressive, Beethoven was almost entirely deaf when he composed the 9th; he had been going deaf since composing his infamous Fifth Symphony, so the fact that he got as far as he did was incredible.

If you ever have a chance to see the 9th performed in person, it’s pretty spectacular. In every occasion that I’ve seen it performed, the orchestra had to add extra members, and special rafters were set up for the choral singers (it’s also famous among classical music lovers for being the first major symphony to include a chorus).

Beethoven’s masterpiece is a good example of what can be achieved by someone whose passion for something far exceeds his or her barriers. When Beethoven was going deaf, he didn’t stop composing — he created his best work! His 5th-9th Symphonies are awesome. And his work inspired (and continues to inspire) generations of artists to come. Here’s hoping you’re following your passions with the same vigor… you’re sure to find many odes to joy!

TUESDAY TUNES: “You Can’t Always Get What You Want”, The Rolling Stones

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First things first: Hello to all those who have visited Justin’s Jobs already today from across the world! I hope the following words are proper greetings, but please let me know if I lost something in translation:

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You may already know today’s Tuesday Tune: “You Can’t Always Get What You Want” by The Rolling Stones. It’s one of the most famous songs in rock & roll, and it’s the final song on one of the greatest albums ever created, Let It Bleed. All of the lyrics are great, but it’s the chorus that really sells it:

You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes, well you just might find
You get what you need

Perhaps it’s fate, perhaps it’s the virtue of patience, perhaps it’s just timing — but I’ve found that some things just work out the way they’re supposed to if you believe that it’s what you need, not what you want. We all want the best for us and for others, but sometimes what we want and need are two different things. It’s not always easy to know the difference, and sometimes we don’t like the result — but it may just be the best thing for us.

 

“You Can’t Always Get What You Want” (Lyrics courtesy AZ Lyrics)

I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she would meet her connection
At her feet was a footloose man
No, you can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometime you find
You get what you need
I saw her today at the reception
A glass of wine in her hand
I knew she was gonna meet her connection
At her feet was a footloose man
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes well you might find
You get what you need
And I went down to the demonstration
To get my fair share of abuse
Singing, “We’re gonna vent our frustration
If we don’t we’re gonna blow a 50-amp fuse”
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes well you just might find
You get what you need
I went down to the Chelsea drugstore
To get your prescription filled
I was standing in line with Mr. Jimmy
And man, did he look pretty ill
We decided that we would have a soda
My favorite flavor, cherry red
I sung my song to Mr. Jimmy
Yeah, and he said one word to me, and that was “dead”
I said to him
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You get what you need
You get what you need–yeah, oh baby
I saw her today at the reception
In her glass was a bleeding man
She was practiced at the art of deception
Well I could tell by her blood-stained hands
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
You can’t always get what you want
But if you try sometimes you just might find
You just might find
You get what you need

TUESDAY TUNES: “The Gambler”

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“The Gambler” is more than just a karaoke favorite or a song to play in your head while at the poker table in Reno: It’s about perfect timing. It’s about luck. It’s about taking risks; losing and winning. It’s about how to play your hand:

Every gambler knows
That the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away
And knowin’ what to keep

It’s also about the whisper-crooning of Kenny Rogers. A man this smooth would never make a poker mistake, but even if he did, he would do it with a grace that would seem like he won even when he really didn’t. And that’s confidence, perhaps the gambler’s greatest trick of all…


“The Gambler”, Kenny Rogers

Lyrics courtesy: AZ Lyrics

On a warm summer’s eve

On a train bound for nowhere
I met up with the gambler
We were both too tired to sleep
So we took turns a-starin’
Out the window at the darkness
The boredom overtook us, he began to speakHe said, “Son, I’ve made a life
Out of readin’ people’s faces
Knowin’ what the cards were
By the way they held their eyes
So if you don’t mind me sayin’
I can see you’re out of aces
For a taste of your whiskey
I’ll give you some advice”

So I handed him my bottle
And he drank down my last swallow
Then he bummed a cigarette
And asked me for a light
And the night got deathly quiet
And his faced lost all expression
He said, “If you’re gonna play the game, boy
You gotta learn to play it right

You’ve got to know when to hold ’em
Know when to fold ’em
Know when to walk away
Know when to run
You never count your money
When you’re sittin’ at the table
There’ll be time enough for countin’
When the dealin’s done

Every gambler knows
That the secret to survivin’
Is knowin’ what to throw away
And knowin’ what to keep
‘Cause every hand’s a winner
And every hand’s a loser
And the best that you can hope for
Is to die in your sleep”

And when he finished speakin’
He turned back toward the window
Crushed out his cigarette
And faded off to sleep
And somewhere in the darkness
The gambler he broke even
And in his final words
I found an ace that I could keep

You’ve got to know when to hold ’em
Know when to fold ’em
Know when to walk away
And know when to run
You never count your money
When you’re sittin’ at the table
There’ll be time enough for countin’
When the dealin’s done

TUESDAY TUNES: “Takin’ Care Of Business”

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At first glance, this song seems to be about laziness:

If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I’m self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day

But I’ve always felt that a job that feels like working at “nothing all day” is the perfect kind of job: Work shouldn’t necessarily feel like work. In a perfect world, we’re all doing work that makes us smile and excel!

 

“Takin’ Care of Business”, Bachman-Turner Overdrive

Lyrics courtesy: AZ Lyrics

You get up every morning
From your ‘larm clock’s warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There’s a whistle up above
And people pushin’, people shovin’
And the girls who try to look pretty
And if your train’s on time
You can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I’m self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I’ll be

Taking care of business (every day)
Taking care of business (every way)
I’ve been taking care of business (it’s all mine)
Taking care of business and working overtime
Work out

If it were easy as fishin’
You could be a musician
If you could make sounds loud or mellow
Get a second-hand guitar
Chances are you’ll go far
If you get in with the right bunch of fellows
People see you having fun
Just a-lying in the sun
Tell them that you like it this way
It’s the work that we avoid
And we’re all self-employed
We love to work at nothing all day
And we be

Taking care of business (every day)
Taking care of business (every way)
We be been taking care of business (it’s all mine)
Taking care of business and working overtime

Mercy
Whooooo
All right

[Instrumental Interlude]

Take good care of my business
When I’m away, every day
Whoooo

You get up every morning
From your ‘larm clock’s warning
Take the 8:15 into the city
There’s a whistle up above
And people pushin’, people shovin’
And the girls who try to look pretty
And if your train’s on time
You can get to work by nine
And start your slaving job to get your pay
If you ever get annoyed
Look at me I’m self-employed
I love to work at nothing all day
And I’ll be

Taking care of business (every day)
Taking care of business (every way)
I’ve been taking care of business (it’s all mine)
Taking care of business and working overtime

[Brief Instrumental Interlude]

Takin’ care of business, whoo
Takin’ care of business
Takin’ care of business
Takin’ care of business
Takin’ care of business (every day)
Takin’ care of business (every way)
Takin’ care of business (it’s all mine)
Takin’ care of business
And working overtime
Whoooo
Takin’ care of business
Takin’ care of business
Takin’ care of business
We be Takin’ care of business
We be Takin’ care of business
Takin’ care of business
Takin’ care of business

 


 

TUESDAY TUNES: “Badlands”

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I wasn’t able to fully appreciate Bruce Springsteen’s music until I after I worked full time for a few years. His music is full of blue-collar optimism, and I was definitely in a place in which I wanted to be more and do more.

“Badlands” is the first song on Darkness On The Edge Of Town, Springsteen’s greatest album (in my humble opinion). It’s a great song, a great album, and another example of how The Boss gets to the root of American anxiety:

“Poor man wanna be rich,
rich man wanna be king,
And a king ain’t satisfied,
till he rules everything”

Perhaps there will never be enough to satisfy our appetite for more success and love. Maybe we’ll always be looking for something that isn’t there. But as long as Springsteen is hopeful, so am I.

“Badlands”

Lyrics courtesy: AZLyrics

Lights out tonight,
Trouble in the heartland,
Got a head on collision,
Smashin’ in my guts, man,
I’m caught in a cross fire,
That I don’t understand,
I don’t give a damn,
for the same old played out scenes,
I don’t give a damn,
for just the in betweens,
Honey, I want the heart, I want the soul,
I want control right now
Talk about a dream,
try to make it real
You wake up in the night,
with a fear so real,
Spend your life waiting,
for a moment that just don’t come,
Well, don’t waste your time waiting,

Badlands, you gotta live it everyday,
Let the broken hearts stand
As the price you’ve gotta pay,
We’ll keep pushin’ till it’s understood,
and these badlands start treating us good.

Workin’ in the fields
till you get your back burned,
Workin’ ‘neath the wheel
till you get your facts learned,
Baby, I got my facts
learned real good right now,
Poor man wanna be rich,
rich man wanna be king,
And a king ain’t satisfied,
till he rules everything,
I wanna go out tonight,
I wanna find out what I got

I believe in the love that you gave me,
I believe in the hope that can save me,
I believe in the faith
and I pray, that someday it may raise me,
Above these badlands

Badlands, you gotta live it everyday,
Let the broken hearts stand
As the price you’ve gotta pay,
We’ll keep pushin’ till it’s understood,
and these badlands start treating us good.

For the ones who had a notion,
A notion deep inside,
That it ain’t no sin to be glad you’re alive
I wanna find one face that ain’t looking through me
I wanna find one place,
I wanna spit in the face of these badlands

Badlands, you gotta live it everyday,
Let the broken hearts stand
As the price you’ve gotta pay,
We’ll keep pushin’ till it’s understood,
and these badlands start treating us good.

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