SILTH means “songs I love to hate.” You may remember that I made a post on February 10 of this year announcing that I intended to make this an ongoing thing. So here I am over nine months later with another post on the topic. I never actually created the tag, but I might. Anyway, on with the songs!
1. “Gentle on My Mind” by Glen Campbell. What could I possibly hate about this song (while at the same time loving Glen’s voice and the sound of the song generally)? Well, check out these lyrics.
It’s knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it’s knowing I’m not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried upon some line
That keeps you in the backroads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
He goes on like that stanza after stanza, talking about an accommodating woman who lets him stay with her whenever and doesn’t complain when he walks away to do his own thing and sleep with other women too (that’s implied later in the song). This paragon of femininity is so sweet, never asking him for anything, never expecting a commitment, but always there when he needs a place to crash. I’d like to hear her version! Even better, I’d like her to throw his stupid sleeping bag in the trash and not answer the door the next time he comes around. Jerk.
TRIGGER WARNING ON THIS NEXT ONE (SUICIDE)!
2. “Honey” by Bobby Goldsboro. Now, some of you may simply hate this song without loving it, but it has a puppy in it, and I’ve always found the melody to be charming. But the lyrics? Ugh! He laughs at her when she slips and falls, he calls her dumb, and he mocks her for crying over silly TV shows. Dude, what is your problem? The thing is, this song has always intrigued me because I don’t know if she died of some mysterious illness or if she killed herself because she couldn’t stand being married to an ahole.
I came home unexpectedly
And caught her cryin’ needlessly
In the middle of the day
And it was in the early Spring
When flowers bloom and robins sing
She went away
And honey, I miss you
And I’m bein’ good
And I’d love to be with you
If only I could
One day while I was not at home
While she was there and all alone
The angels came…
What do you think? Do angels come for suicides? Or do you think she died of an illness? I confess, when I was little I thought the song WAS about the dog, and its name was Honey, so I’ve always loved it. And I hate it too! The song was written by Bobby Russell, who produced a single version in 1968 with Bob Shane singing. It didn’t do that well, but Goldsboro’s cover, which was released almost immediately afterward, did great. It hit No. 1 on Billboard’s Hot 100 and stayed there for 5 weeks, along with topping the Billboard’s Hot Country Singles chart and doing well overseas too (No. 1 in Canada and Australia; No. 2 in the UK). “Honey” sold a million copies in three weeks, which was a big deal back then, and became the bestselling record for 1968. The Country Music Association named it Song of the Year. (Source: Wikipedia.)
Alrighty then. I’ll be back with more SILTH in nine months, or possibly sooner. Also, I created the tag.
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