apolla: (Dino)
I love Dean Martin. Love that voice. Really just love it. It's been known to pull me into a warm aural hug during bad times and aid me in dancing around like a loon during good times. I once listened to Winter Wonderland in the middle of an August heatwave because I couldn't not listen to it. I listened to him so much at that one point when I was on a school trip, my friends snapped and told me it was horrible and depressing and STOP PLAYING IT!

I didn't understand that and still don't. I mean, I understand that it might not be to everyone's tastes, but depressing? That's beyond ridiculous to me.

However, I have never liked 'Everybody Loves Somebody'. It's like 'The Fool on the Hill' by the Beatles, 'Diddy Levine' by Thin Lizzy, 'Celebration Day' by Led Zeppelin and 'Tell All The People' by the Doors: songs I really dislike by people I otherwise adore. These are not songs I listen to - 'Celebration Day' isn't even on my iPod. Nor is 'Everybody Loves Somebody'. Despite being Dean's theme tune post-1964, it's never been something I really consider when I think of Dean.

Partly, it's because it's a schmaltzy bit of rubbish hardly deserving of top ranking in a career full of brilliant moments like 'You Belong To Me', 'Oh Marie', 'On An Evening In Roma' and 'Sway' to name only the first four I just looked at. If I hadn't shoved the CD of Late at Night With Dean Martin on to fill the silence while I took six layers of skin off in a (too) hot bath, this wouldn't have come up.

I really don't like it and I think the chief reason is that the sentiment is such total bollocks. Everybody does not find somebody someplace. It's the same problem I have with 'Somewhere There's A Someone' (which isn't on my iPod either). It's the kind of rubbishy, easy sentiment that gives so called 'easy listening' a bad name. It's lazy. It's wrong and he could and did do so much better. Dean Martin sang songs of love so full of joy and heart that it makes me believe in the concept of love to start with. Songs like 'Ain't That A Kick In The Head' and 'Baby, It's Cold Outside' persuaded me of love's existence. Songs like 'Return to Me' and 'Don't Let The Stars Get In Your Eyes' showed me how sad it could be. 'Everybody Loves Somebody' is just fluff and not very good fluff. I don't care if it was a big hit, although I find it amusing that when 'A Hard Day's Night' was ruling the Billboard charts, the Beatlemania juggernaut was forced to pause while America bought a Dean Martin record.

That said, if in the unlikely event that I have a gun to my head and am forced to choose between listening to 'Everybody Loves Somebody' fifty times or something by Phil Collins once... I'll pick Dino. Every. Single. Time.
apolla: (Dino)
I love Dean Martin. Love that voice. Really just love it. It's been known to pull me into a warm aural hug during bad times and aid me in dancing around like a loon during good times. I once listened to Winter Wonderland in the middle of an August heatwave because I couldn't not listen to it. I listened to him so much at that one point when I was on a school trip, my friends snapped and told me it was horrible and depressing and STOP PLAYING IT!

I didn't understand that and still don't. I mean, I understand that it might not be to everyone's tastes, but depressing? That's beyond ridiculous to me.

However, I have never liked 'Everybody Loves Somebody'. It's like 'The Fool on the Hill' by the Beatles, 'Diddy Levine' by Thin Lizzy, 'Celebration Day' by Led Zeppelin and 'Tell All The People' by the Doors: songs I really dislike by people I otherwise adore. These are not songs I listen to - 'Celebration Day' isn't even on my iPod. Nor is 'Everybody Loves Somebody'. Despite being Dean's theme tune post-1964, it's never been something I really consider when I think of Dean.

Partly, it's because it's a schmaltzy bit of rubbish hardly deserving of top ranking in a career full of brilliant moments like 'You Belong To Me', 'Oh Marie', 'On An Evening In Roma' and 'Sway' to name only the first four I just looked at. If I hadn't shoved the CD of Late at Night With Dean Martin on to fill the silence while I took six layers of skin off in a (too) hot bath, this wouldn't have come up.

I really don't like it and I think the chief reason is that the sentiment is such total bollocks. Everybody does not find somebody someplace. It's the same problem I have with 'Somewhere There's A Someone' (which isn't on my iPod either). It's the kind of rubbishy, easy sentiment that gives so called 'easy listening' a bad name. It's lazy. It's wrong and he could and did do so much better. Dean Martin sang songs of love so full of joy and heart that it makes me believe in the concept of love to start with. Songs like 'Ain't That A Kick In The Head' and 'Baby, It's Cold Outside' persuaded me of love's existence. Songs like 'Return to Me' and 'Don't Let The Stars Get In Your Eyes' showed me how sad it could be. 'Everybody Loves Somebody' is just fluff and not very good fluff. I don't care if it was a big hit, although I find it amusing that when 'A Hard Day's Night' was ruling the Billboard charts, the Beatlemania juggernaut was forced to pause while America bought a Dean Martin record.

That said, if in the unlikely event that I have a gun to my head and am forced to choose between listening to 'Everybody Loves Somebody' fifty times or something by Phil Collins once... I'll pick Dino. Every. Single. Time.
apolla: (Dino)
I had a strange feeling yesterday. I think it was joy, but I can't be sure because it's not something I deal with on a regular basis. It was definitely a sort of light and joyful feeling, and it was brought on by one small, simple, very old thing.

A man just made a simple request: return to me.

OK, so it was Dean Martin and he was singing. It was just a song. In my world, I guess there aren't 'just songs'. There are the ones that make my head spin, the songs that make my heart sing, the songs that make my feet move, the songs that break my heart, the songs that make me feel whole. Then there are the songs that make me happy. Uncomplicated, happy. There aren't many in comparison to the previous categories, but they do exist. Funnily enough, Dean Martin sings most of them. Even when Dino sings heartrending songs, they make me feel happy. If Jim is the voice in my conscience, Philip is the voice in my soul, then Dean must certainly be the voice in my heart.

To me, Dean Martin's voice is the aural equivalent of a well-loved teddy bear. It's something to hug, something which means a great deal because it's been with me such a long time, something which is only good and which has only inspired smiles.

I'm not going to go on about it, I'm just going to ask you all one question: what's the music that makes you happy?

apolla: (Dino)
I had a strange feeling yesterday. I think it was joy, but I can't be sure because it's not something I deal with on a regular basis. It was definitely a sort of light and joyful feeling, and it was brought on by one small, simple, very old thing.

A man just made a simple request: return to me.

OK, so it was Dean Martin and he was singing. It was just a song. In my world, I guess there aren't 'just songs'. There are the ones that make my head spin, the songs that make my heart sing, the songs that make my feet move, the songs that break my heart, the songs that make me feel whole. Then there are the songs that make me happy. Uncomplicated, happy. There aren't many in comparison to the previous categories, but they do exist. Funnily enough, Dean Martin sings most of them. Even when Dino sings heartrending songs, they make me feel happy. If Jim is the voice in my conscience, Philip is the voice in my soul, then Dean must certainly be the voice in my heart.

To me, Dean Martin's voice is the aural equivalent of a well-loved teddy bear. It's something to hug, something which means a great deal because it's been with me such a long time, something which is only good and which has only inspired smiles.

I'm not going to go on about it, I'm just going to ask you all one question: what's the music that makes you happy?

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Reasons to be Murderous, Part Whatever

Dean Martin: Forever Cool http://www.amazon.com/Forever-Cool-Dean-Martin/dp/B000RHRGOO/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-5226249-3960808?ie=UTF8&s=music&qid=1187125088&sr=8-1

To save you clicking the link, some arsehole has had the stellar idea of getting idiots to sing over Dean Martin songs. Or cheap karaoke, if you will.

What I always wanted, what I've dreamed of, was to be listening to my favourite Dean Martin song in all the universe, full of joy and happiness and then have it interrupted by Kevin Fucking Spacey.

Seriously, for this, Robbie Williams needs to have a shillelagh applied scientifically to his head for this. Before that nasty creature, only Dean had sung 'Ain't That A Kick In The Head' on record. Since, Westlife and this.

This was a song that made me realise that love might actually be all you need and something I might want. Now I can hardly listen to the real version because of the rest.

I once thought "Hey, wouldn't it be cool to re-record the girl's singing' on Two Sleepy People with Dean. Now I know I can't ever do it, because it would sound like this fucking record. Which is OK, cos I'd rather never do it than fuck it up.

I either want to die or kill, and I can't work out which. Would youse fools please just LEAVE DINO ALONE!
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Reasons to be Murderous, Part Whatever

Dean Martin: Forever Cool http://www.amazon.com/Forever-Cool-Dean-Martin/dp/B000RHRGOO/ref=pd_bbs_sr_1/002-5226249-3960808?ie=UTF8&s=music&qid=1187125088&sr=8-1

To save you clicking the link, some arsehole has had the stellar idea of getting idiots to sing over Dean Martin songs. Or cheap karaoke, if you will.

What I always wanted, what I've dreamed of, was to be listening to my favourite Dean Martin song in all the universe, full of joy and happiness and then have it interrupted by Kevin Fucking Spacey.

Seriously, for this, Robbie Williams needs to have a shillelagh applied scientifically to his head for this. Before that nasty creature, only Dean had sung 'Ain't That A Kick In The Head' on record. Since, Westlife and this.

This was a song that made me realise that love might actually be all you need and something I might want. Now I can hardly listen to the real version because of the rest.

I once thought "Hey, wouldn't it be cool to re-record the girl's singing' on Two Sleepy People with Dean. Now I know I can't ever do it, because it would sound like this fucking record. Which is OK, cos I'd rather never do it than fuck it up.

I either want to die or kill, and I can't work out which. Would youse fools please just LEAVE DINO ALONE!

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