Sunday Morning Coming Down

A fairly straight-forward selection this morning.

From their 1976 collaboration, here’s Neil Young and Stephen Stills originally monikered The Stills-Young Band:


The Stills-Young Band – Long May You Run

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Sunday Morning Coming Down

It’s a Bank Holiday weekend ‘2 for the price of 1’ special offer here on Dubious Taste’s Country slot.

But that’s just because these songs are really short, and I’d hate for you to feel cheated.

Back in the late 80s/early 90s, when I was properly obsessed with all things R.E.M., I bought this album, as Michael Stipe not only produced it, but also supplied backing vocals and, most impressively, handclaps on a couple of tracks.

These two:


Chickasaw Mudd Puppies – Omaha

Chickasaw Mudd Puppies – Superior

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Sunday Morning Coming Down

When we went to Glastonbury in 2010, Llyr, Hel and I watched a mesmerising performance by Willie Nelson on the Pyramid Stage.

Last night I looked back and realised I’ve never posted something by Willie on his own (without prompting via The Chain): it’s always been with someone, be it Merle Haggard or Kris Kristofferson or…erm…Snoop Dogg.

So here’s something which I know is quite predictable, but still…it’s magnificent:


Willie Nelson – Always On My Mind

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Sunday Morning Coming Down

Shortly after I’d asked my mate Martin for a suggestion for last week’s post in this series, I came up with one which I decided to postpone until today.

When I was a youngster, the album this was the title track from was often played as the family droveover to visit the grandparents and great-grandparent every Saturday. I would sing along in the back, totally oblivious to what the song was about. It wasn’t til many years later that I actually listened to the words properly and realised that the main character is, to be perfectly blunt, an absolute shagger and a shit.

I had some form in this area, you won’t be surprised to learn. My Dad owned a couple of those Rugby Songs albums which were popular in the 70s, recordings of jock-strap wearing mountains of men singing bawdy songs in pubs, with the most offensive of words (usually) bleeped out to protect the tender ears of any young pup who may have strayed into hearing range.

But that hadn’t stopped me learning the words to an old-time music hall tune which featured on the record, and, as my teacher subsequently reported to my parents, I had been singing it in class…at lunch breaks…at any possible opportunity, basically.

This isn’t the Rugby Songs version, but you get the idea as to what so tickled kindergarden-aged me about it:


Derek Lamb – The Hole in the Elephant’s Bottom

But I digress.

Here’s the song I was originally talking about; it seems appropriate in a perverse kind of way to be posting a song about a devil on Easter Sunday:


Kris Kristofferson – The Silver Tongued Devil And I

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Sunday Morning Coming

Struggling for some inspiration for today’s post, I sent my mate Martin a “Help!” message yesterday, asking him if he had any suggestions.

Martin, you may recall, is an old buddy of mine who I’m so happy I reconnected with at Llŷr’s memorial service and reception (not a wake) back in February.

Martin, as I knew he would, properly came up with the goods:


Monsters of Folk – The Right Place

I might have to ask Martin for assistance more often.

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Sunday Morning Coming Down

Shortly before his sad death in 2017, Glen Campbell went into the studio and re-recorded a load of his most well known songs – and quite a few lesser known ones too.

The album, Adiós, came out in June 2017, two months before he died.

The songs are a little more polished (read: not as good) than the versions we’re more familiar with, so you’ll forgive me for swerving the obvious choices today. But man alive, that voice was still as golden as it was back in the day.

And tucked right at the the end of the album, is this, which when you know he passed shortly afterwards and knew that he knew his days were numbered, becomes even more poignant:


Glen Campbell – These Days

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