The Night Life – It ‘aint no good life… but it’s my life


A new series of musical ramblings about songs dealing with… you got it. The Night.

For some years I felt that American rock music was pretty good but nothing like the top UK bands. I saw Americans as great technicians, marketers, and militarists but only second rate artists. I suppose I bought into the “vulgar and tasteless” stereotype that, let’s face it, many people around the world unjustly feel about the US.

Needless to say, it’s a totally unfair stereotype. Not only in music but even more so with movies and TV. I mean, the world without Hollywood? Or Star Trek? (probably my favorite show ever…)

Cummon.

Now that I’m older I’m willing to admit there are many great American rock musicians. Sure, I may still adore The Who, Genesis (avec Gabriel) and Yes – not to mention the Beatles and Stones. And I’ll still take Neil Young over Bob Dylan, Simon and Garfunkel, America, Chicago and Boston all wrapped together. But clearly, there are many American musicians with a little more substance than Donny Osmond, The Monkees and Britney Spears. Especially in Soul. But elsewhere too. Early-to-mid Talking Heads, maybe?

One of my favorite old school 70s rock tunes comes from a band that was once so hot, they topped the Beatles in sales… I can’t remember exactly what it was. But it did surprise me.

Oh, I just found it. Here it is.

If by chance Spotify doesn’t work for you, this should:

The Spotify mix sounds better to me. But who knows. That could just be my setup.

I’ve been searching for the daughter of the devil himself
I’ve been searching for an angel in white
I’ve been waiting for a woman who’s a little of both
And I can feel her but she’s nowhere in sight

If you listen to that vintage Eagles tune around 2 a.m., maybe driving down a dark highway, it just rings true. At least, it did for me.

I remember hearing this song on the radio while pulling an all-nighter drive from Toronto to Ottawa back in the 90s. It was almost mystical.

Several times in life I thought I had found that woman but I was mistaken. As Steve Winwood puts it:

You’ll keep on searching till the very end
For one true lover and for one true friend
You’ll get your answer on the whispering wind
When you find it, just don’t let go

Ooops. Back to the Brits again.

Oh well.

It must have something to do with my roots… 🙂

Long live the Night!

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