Me too! Boston Garden.
Cleveland!
'Shindig'
There's a lady plays her fav'rite records/On the jukebox ev'ry day/All day long she plays the same old songs/And she believes the things that they say/She sings along with all the saddest songs/And she believes the stories are real/She lets the music dictate the way that she feels.
Me too! Boston Garden.
Cleveland!
My Police Heresy: I really don't much care for "Roxanne."
I didn't like the original iteration. It wasn't until the Dream of the Blue Turtles tour and I heard his stripped down, utterly elegant, beautifully jazzed version of it, that I truly fell in love.
And then the Moulin Rouge version sent me completely over the edge. It was, in fact, the inspiration for a key scene in the Carmen book. (In one of my rare < mememe> moments, that scene is easily one of the best things I think I've ever written.)
As far as album, I love all of them, but I'm a Ghost in the Machine girl, but Regatta has "Message in a Bottle".
I never thought Roxanne was a particularly good song, but the version in Moulin Rouge gave me literal goosebumps.
the version in Moulin Rouge gave me literal goosebumps.
The full dance sequence to that song (not the edited one in the movie) is the reason I picked up the Deluxe version of MR. It's amazing.
Aw! I saw the Police when I was 14, so that was ... 1981? Wow.
We used to sing "Jooooo-anne" to a girl in my grade whenever "Roxanne" came on. I can't help hearing it in my head that way now, and picturing her rolling her eyes at us.
Aw! I saw the Police when I was 14, so that was ... 1981? Wow.
Yes, they toured the summer after my freshman year of high school. I remember because I got asked to go and I was too stupid back then to realize I should have gone even if I didn't really like the guy.
I remember very little about the show, sadly.
I got stoned in the parking lot with my friend and some random guy. Um.
I got stoned in the parking lot with my friend and some random guy. Um.
You, Amy? Quelle surprise!
(I tease because I love)
Me! Imagine it!
I did see Sting on the Dream of the Blue Turtles tour. Thinking of him performing "Roxanne" with no accompaniment other than his guitar and Branford Marsalis on soprano sax still gives me mega goosebumps.
Oh yes, Barb! (I saw it on vide, but still, gorgeous!)
Which reminds me that I must track down a DVD a rip an mp3 of it (I used to have a tape cassette of it that I made when I was wee by putting the boombox next to the TV).
That and his closing number of "Message in a Bottle" where he just keeps the refrain going and going and the crowd is singing and they're all sending out an S.O.S., sending out an S.O.S.sendingoutanSOSSENDINGOUTANSOS "Thank you, Goodnight!"
Dream of the Blue Turtles was the first album that I actually loved, rather than pretending to like the popular music that all my friends were digging. And while I love The Police and find them more enjoyable, and while much of Sting's latter work might be more monotone and sometimes embarrassing, I love it more because I see him experimenting and playing and mixing and matching styles, and sometimes it works, and sometimes not, but it's simply a joy to see him trying new things in ways that others haven't, exploring music and himself and continually reaching for something new. And if nothing else, I could read his lyrics like a book of poems, simply enjoying his use of language sans the embellishment of sound.