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Trapped with just this one album. . . January 26, 2011

The writing prompt that I’ve jumped on this week is “If you were trapped on a desert island and could have only one album, which would it be?”  That’s not verbatim, but you get the idea.

It’s a surprisingly easy choice that only took a couple of minutes to make.  Don McLean’s American Pie.  It never gets old.  The title track may get tiresome (especially if you’re listening to a cover), but with songs like Crossroads, The Grave, and Everybody Loves Me Baby, it’s got something for everyone. I know every word of the album by heart, and it takes me back to a place that, while it was certainly not the happiest time of my life, involved lots of growth and learning. Somehow these songs helped me through.

Look, this is amazing stuff:

I’ve got nothing on my mind, nothing to remember, nothing to forget. I’ve got nothing to regret. But I’m all tied up on the inside, no one knows quite what I’ve got. And I know that on the outside, what I used to be – I’m not, anymore .

You know I’ve heard about people like me, but I never made the connection.  They walk one road to set them free and find they’ve gone the wrong direction.  But there’s no need for turning back, ’cause all roads lead to where I stand.  And I believe I’ll walk them all, no matter what I may have planned.

And this from Everybody Loves Me Baby:

Fortune has me well at hand; armies wait at my command. My gold lies in a foreign land, buried deep beneath the sand. The angels guide my every tread; my enemies are sick or dead.  But all the victories I’ve led haven’t brought you to my bed!

My sister and I used to get quite silly with that one, and it’s still my song of choice when I’m feeling particularly pleased with myself.

And Till Tomorrow. . .I simply love this song.

What can this be? Can you tell me?
Would you like to discover why we’re not free to be lovers?
I’ve been wanting to ask you: Where has all the love gone and what have we become?
Storm clouds full of thunder move silent as they drum.
And when they’re gone, we’ll be fine, till tomorrow.
Though I hope it won’t rain.
You will be mine and my sorrow will take wings in the morning.
High above the heavens a rainbow paints the sky.
White doves sing their songs of love. I watch them as they fly and wonder
What can this be? Can you tell me?
Would you like to discover why we’re not free to be lovers?

Of course the album also has Vincent (not one of my favorites), Babylon, Sister Fatima and Empty Chairs (with this sad visual: “empty rooms that echo as I climb the stairs and empty clothes that drape and fall on empty chairs“.

The only thing that would make the album more incredible would be adding On The Amazon, which is only available on an imported album that I’ve never managed to buy.

I wonder what happened to my copy of American Pie?  I made so many mix tapes with songs from that album…they’re all gone!  Alex…if you’re reading…I need your help to get this on the iPod.  Either that or you know what to get for my birthday.

What is the one album you could listen to again and again? 

In case you’re wondering, Carole King’s Tapestry was in the running here, as were several Simon and Garfunkel albums, and Simon’s rhythm of the Saints, and some Gordon Lightfoot, and lots of others.


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