OK, so my hearing isn’t brilliant, let’s get that straight right away. Mum had my hearing tested a number of times as a child – apparently I had selective hearing (like most kids), because I couldn’t hear her call me in the next room but I could hear her peel the foil off a chocolate bar from my friends’ house next door. It was apparently selective deafness then, until I worked as a technician in a television station before automation. Those machines clunked, whistled and screamed, like you wouldn’t believe and they could also take your fingers off if you weren’t careful. I maintain, therefore, that I have a modicum of industrial deafness, further enhanced by my, apparent, selective hearing. If I met you at a party where there was music playing and lots of people in little groups talking, I would have to lip-read to get the gist of our conversation, but I could hear someone say my name behind me.
No suprises then that I get the words to songs wrong from time to time. Occasionally. Sometimes. Ok, alot. So, you can imagine my embarrassment when singing “Baby, I…I’m alone in the light,” only to discover my family all looking at me with peculiar expressions. It turns out I’ve been singing the wrong words to one of my favorite songs for, oh, 18 years!
What I want to know is: why has no-one ever told me how wrong I was getting it? Were you all just laughing at me, guys? Or did none of you know the words either? I mean, come on, the whole song has new meaning for me now. That would be the one intended by Rocky Burnette when he sang it to the top of the charts in 1980! Is this the first time I’ve been embarrassd by getting the words wrong in a song? Sadly, no.
Stepford Husband reminds me I used to sing “Our Mrs Seal” to the Go-Go’s: “Our lIps are sealed”. Loudly.
Yeah, thanks SH. Your dinner’s on the doorstep. I think I’ve sung very weird things to Aussie Crawl songs, like “Let me tell ya ’bout two young lovers who lived down the coast. She was such a pretty thing, Man, what a horse…'” turns out she’s a good host…but I think given James Reyne’s drawl, I can be forgiven for that one, can’t I? Guys? Guys?
BTW, I never saw the video clip for ‘Tired of Toein’ the Line’ before finding it for this post. If I had, it may well have affected my affection for the song all these years! The 80’s man, what were they thinking?