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Crosby, Stills, & Nash — Suite: Judy Blue Eyes

Year: 1969

Mad props for pulling off the line “Thrill me to the marrow.” As well as the alliterative “Lacy lilting lady, losing love lamenting.”

I just looked up the translation of the Spanish lyrics at the end.

“I remember the beauty of Cuba
The Queen of the Caribbean Sea
I want to go back again
I’m so sad that I can’t go.”

Doo-doo-doo-doo-doo, doo-doo-doo-doo-doo-doo!

Jim Croce — Lover’s Cross

Year: 1973

My favorite ballad artist ever. Grateful he recorded this one live before his death. This song pretty much sums up my first relationship. I love this chorus so much.

Still I hope that you can find another
Who can take what I could not
He’ll have to be a super guy
Or maybe a super god
‘Cause I never was much of a martyr before
And I ain’t ’bout to start nothin’ new
And baby, I can’t hang upon no lover’s cross for you

Creedence Clearwater Revival — Up Around The Bend

Year: 1970

CCR was my band growing up. I practically wore out a cassette tape of their first recorded concert. And I also have the box set, which includes all of their work when they were called both The Golliwogs as well as Tom Fogerty and the Blue Velvets. While it helped destroy his relationship with Tom, John taking over creative control sure helped the music.

John’s opening guitar rift here is still my absolute favorite, even more so than the one to Johnny B. Goode.

Counting Crows — Mr. Jones

Year: 1993

Adam Duritz now hates this song. Apparently he\s rejected the song’s aspirations for being famous. And apparently I’ve always interpreted the song differently than he intended.

This came out when I was 13, pretty much the age when everyone starts hating themselves and believing everyone else hates them as well. So I fantasized about being popular, being likeable. I knew literally being famous wouldn’t solve anything, but I just craved being in the spotlight for a hot minute. Mr. Jones wound up being my favorite song for at least twenty-five years.