You Don’t Know Me

Ever since I was a kid, I’ve been crazy about Ray Charles. Ray Charles was one of the greats. I was lucky enough to see him perform three times over the years. Each time he played disappointingly short sets. But each moment was special. If I had to vote for the best pop/jazz singer of the past generation it would be for the late, great Ray Charles. I don’t think there’s any competition. I can remember a moment, a certain feeling I had, when I was a kid back in the early 60’s. I was throwing a Spauldeen ball against the wall of the IRT train trestle outside my house on Sagamore Street in the Bronx, and a transistor radio on somebody’s window sill was playing “I Can’t Stop Loving You”. I remember being thoroughly captivated by the music in a special, soulful way. It’s a very clear memory. The way Ray shouted and wailed: the pace and the emotion of the song was something I had never before heard in music.

Luckily, not long afterward, my father bought a Ray Charles album for our new hi fi phonograph console. He bought some Toscanini, and some Thousand Strings records, but also one by Ray Charles. It was “Genius Hits the Road”, which included Georgia on My Mind, Moonlight in Vermont, Moon Over Miami, Sweet Georgia Brown, and Chatanooga Choo Choo. What songs! Ray Charles of course did them all to perfection. He did all sorts and genres of songs throughout his career, and he was always able to turn them into ‘Ray Charles’ songs.

Ray was celebrated for “crossing over” and dipping into the Country Western music charts for songs. His Crying Time album took a couple of Buck Owens’ tunes and gave them that special voice, plus a rhythm and blues feel. Earlier, his version of an Eddy Arnold hit “You Don’t Know Me” had also been a big hit on the radio. Indeed, “You Don’t Know Me” had an almost anthemic resonance at the time among Black people.

Ever the businessman, Ray wasn’t very vocal about politics, though. He minimized the significance of his “cross-over” song selections. He would say that he just liked to find a good lyric. Anyhoo, here’s Maybank doing You Don’t Know Me the last time we played, which was months ago. We were working on the song, so this version is far from perfect. Still, I think Maybank approached it off nicely, adding some sweet jazz chords – which takes us quite a way from the original Country Wester version that was written by Cindy Walker in 1955 for Eddy Arnold. Of course it ain’t Ray Charles, but that would be impossible anyway.

I know the above recording wasn’t perfect. One day, after this pandemic is over, Maybank and I will work on it again. I just figured I’d post it anyway. I just tried to record it again by myself, this time on the piano, but it’s nowhere near perfect either. And neither recording comes anywhere close to Ray Charles. We’re only human. Still, when we play these songs we think of the great Ray Charles, and that ain’t bad either.

You Don’t Know Me

You Don’t Know Me

I clearly remember a light going on for me when I first heard Ray Charles. I was standing out on the sidewalk in front of my house on Sagamore Street, and I Can’t Stop Loving You was coming over the radio. I was maybe twelve years old. I had never cared much for the doo-wop and the staid pop music of the fifties and sixties, but suddenly, for the first time, I felt enthusiastic about the music. I suppose Ray did that for a lot of people, he was that good. Certainly he did it for me. Ray Charles’ music has been a joy, a great positive in my life, for all of my life.

You Don’t Know Me was one of Ray’s first ventures into country-western. The song was written in the early 1950’s and was a hit for Eddie Arnold. Ray Charles takes the song and makes it his own. In the sixties, the lyrics acquired social significance as a sort of anthem or statement of the Black people’s situation via a vis white America: “You Don’t Know Me”. It’s simply a great song. If you never heard Ray Charles do this one, then check it out. Meanwhile you’ll have to make due with Bumba’s feeble efforts.

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You Don’t Know Me

Dawn at Lingering Lounge now has a Music Monday feature! With a nod to Elton John and Crocodile Rock, Dawn talks this week about music she heard as a teenager. imagesFor me, the first music I remember really liking back in the early 60’s was Ray Charles. So here’s one of his classics, You Don’t Know Me, which was a Country western song that Ray took to another level – and which yours truly returns to the bargain basement! Never mind, it’s a great song to sing on Music Monday.

THE BUMBASTORIES WEEKEND MAGAZINE

Bumbastories News Updates…… Sanders Announces!

Bernie Sanders, independent senator from the proud state of Vermont, a relentless progressive who seems to have some balls as well as brains, is going to seek the Democratic Party Nomination for the office of President of the United States. Bernie is running for president, taking on Hillary, who currently looks a bit shaky. Immediately we say that poor ol’ Bernie has no chance. Why?? Ross Perot was a viable third-party candidate and influenced the debate on the deficit. Jimmy Carter was not a household name at first. What if people (that’s us, campers) suddenly showed strong support for Bernie? What if progressive Democrats and other progressives, as well as people who simply seek a truthful representative, what if they made their presence felt?  What if they organized and supported Sen. Sanders if only to have a voice and to establish a counterweight to the present oligarchy? OK, that’s enough politics for a while. how about Up a Lazy River, played by Maybank and Bumba the other day?

**************************************** Worried: Watch Out: More Political Commentary Kurt Vonnegut, in his Preface to Breakfast of Champions offers a comical (dark, but comical), nutshell version of American history. He talks of the white pirate-marauders who got off their ships and subjugated the red people (the red people were defeated because they repeatedly underestimated the marauders’ capacity for cruelty). The white marauders then then brought over black people as slaves to work the fields for them. Kurt then goes on to analyze the absurdity of the national anthem. He concludes his summary of American history: “It was always about race”. Politics all comes down to economics, economics comes down to education and privilege, and it all comes back to race. The latest offenses in Baltimore join a long, long string of brutalities against Blacks. Perhaps video cameras will help. Transparency (or honesty as they used to call it) in government is always good, and it’s interesting to see who opposes disclosure of information. The fight for truth and justice goes on. Personally, we at Bumbastories are worried. We sung the Worried Man Blues yesterday. Click to hear.

************************************ Last month’s mid-week magazine featured a little tribute to the wizard of Bakersfield, Buck Owens. images-1Continuing in this tip-of-the-hat to Buck Owens, and also because I love to play these songs, here’s Bumba’s version of Cryin Time, another of Buck’s classics. Although Bumba recorded this version of Cryin Time two days ago, Buck Owens had a hit with it in 1965 or so I’s guess. The song was recorded famously by the great Ray Charles, whose best-selling album of the same name was widely hailed as a daring cross-over of musical styles or genres. images-1Black musicians didn’t do much country-western before Ray (and they still don’t, do they?). Ray explained that he liked to find good songs with good lyrics and it didn’t matter where it came from. Indeed, Ray was able to put his own signature on everything he did. Naturally Ray added something special to the country western scene. Ray helped to mix things up a bit, which is generally a good thing for music and for people in general.

Oh, it’s cryin’ time again, you’re gonna leave me, I can see that far away look in your eyes, I can tell by the way you hold me, darling, That it won’t be long before it’s cryin’ time, Now they say that absence Makes the heart grow fonder, And that tears are only rain to make love grow, Well my love for you could never grow no stronger, If I live to be a hundred years old, So, it’s cryin’ time again, you’re gonna leave me, I can see that far away look in your eyes, I can tell by the way you hold me, darling, That it won’t be long before it’s cryin’ time, Now you say that you’ve found someone you love better, That’s the way it’s happened every time before, And as sure as the sun comes up tomorrow, Cryin’ time will start when you walk out the door, Oh, it’s cryin’ time again, your gonna leave me, I can see that far away look in your eyes, I can tell by the way you hold me, darling, That it won’t be long before it’s cryin’ time. ************************************ Sports Update: OK, Clippers fans. It all comes down to one game tomorrow night at Staples Center. Game 7 against the reigning NBA champion San Antonio Spurs. All the games have been great. The playoffs (the first round) have been entertaining so far. And the Clippers-Spurs series has been the marque match-up, and the best one. Both teams are great. images-2 images images-1 As a Clippers fan for 25 years already, the taste success is sweet. Can the Clips move on to the next level? May the best team win. **********************************

The Bumbastories Sunday Magazine Section

This week’s Bumbastories Sunday Magazine Section presents….

 

       !!!!!!!!!!!A World Cup News Flash from Bumbastories!!!!

 

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Germany wins World Cup! A sweet goal by Mario Goetze in the second overtime period broke a 0-0 tie at minute 115 and did the trick for the victorious Germans. Wow.

What a great World Cup it’s been! Bumbastories is proud to scoop this wonderful tournament and announce the winner. Congratulations to the German team – and congratulations to the Argentinian team no less – for a great tournament. Indeed congratulations to all the teams that competed this year in the World Cup. All the teams, all the games were great…..Well, except for the Brazilian team. Yikes!!!

We here in America particularly enjoyed the World Cup. Many Americans were reminded that sports doesn’t necessarily have to have endless time -outs/commercials. It’s just a pleasure to watch this great sport played well. I think a lot of sports fans in America discovered the pleasure of football this year. Just to watch Lionel Messi has been a treat. Bravo!

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                 images-3A Word About Ray Charles

 

 

Here’s to the late, great Ray Charles. I remember the first time I heard Ray. I was a kid, maybe 12 years old, but I remember I liked his music more than I had liked anything else before. It was “I Can’t Stop Loving You” and it was playing one quiet summer afternoon on a radio underneath our window. Sure, I listened to the doo wop music of the time (50’s and 60’s), and I heard the Frank Sinatra stuff and the show music. But this was something on a different level. Indeed I still have never heard a better rock/blues/pop singer. Ray was and still is #1. Ray was just unbelievable. I saw him live three times and he was always a knockout.

I was trying one of his songs with Maybank the other day. Of course it is almost blasphemous to do Ray Charles’ stuff. and the way I sing is a further insult. But heck, this song You Don’t Know Me by Cindy Walker and Eddy Arnold is just a terrific song to play and sing. Please sing along.

The song was written in 1955 by Cindy Walker for Eddy Arnold. Jerry Vale had a hit with it first, and of course Eddy had a hit with it. Ray Charles recorded it with his Country Western album and of course sings the definitive version. Lots of rock and pop stars have done it since but no one touches Ray’s version. Not even Bumba. As I said, please sing along if you know it. and if you’ve never heard Ray do it, well it’s on UTube and at your local record store.

 

Art Review

 

As promised, Bumbastories ‘art critic returned to the Los Angeles County Art Museum for another look at their featured exhibit “From Van Gogh to Kandinsky”. Luckily for us he brought his camera this time. Click on any picture to see a slide show.

Again, Bumbastories heartily recommends this exhibit to anyone within striking distance of the LACMA.

 

A pleasant and peaceful week to all!

Georgia On My Mind

]images-1If you remember correctly from the Bumbastories/DaFunnyPages Contest from back in the year of two thousand and eleven, the absolutely greatest song in the history of American popular music is Georgia On My Mind, which was sung as we all know by the very great Ray Charles, and written in the year of 1935 or so by the (also) very great Hoagie Carmichael. You can check out the contest by clicking here.  It may be worth your while. You could win a lot of money! The questions are really easy and Bumba guarantees prizes of undisclosed amounts, whatever that means. Actually, I think it means you’re not going to win anything. Nada.

imagesAll the same and in any case, Georgia On My Mind by Ray Charles was the correct choice for question #2, the question being What was the greatest pop song of all time? See, we even gave you the answer again. Indeed it is a song that I, and Bumba too, always love to play. I think I mentioned in an earlier blog that I needed to learn this song all over again once I saw the sheet music – and could read it. I was playing it wrong. So it’s been an interesting learning process: unlearning and then learning again – what they call proactive inhibition in psychology circles. Proactive inhibition or not I do enjoy playing – or trying to play –  Georgia even more than before. Surely it is a bit of a challenge. The word “challenge”, by the way, is the current politically correct way to enunciate the word problemo, as in “Houston, we have a problemo”.

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Crying Time

Here’s a nice n’ easy country western song to sing along with. Written by the great Buck Owens, Cryin Time was famously recorded by Ray Charles. Ray of course took the song to another level altogether. But Buck Owens, the king of Bakersfield, and his partner Don Rich did it pretty good too. It’s just a great song with a such a fine lyric. Simple and sweet. Sad of course. Buck Owens was my first introduction to Country Western. Here are the lyrics and Bumbas’ very modest rendition – which I did just now and which I am posting because it’s a great song, and also because I have nothing much else to say today.

Oh it’s cryin’ time again, you’re gonna leave me

I can see that far away look in your eyes

I can tell by the way you hold me darlin’

That it won’t be long before it’s cryin time

Oh they say that absence makes the heart grow fonder

And that tears are only rain to make love grow

Well my love for you could never grow no stronger

If I live to be a hundred years old

Oh it’s cryin time again……

Now you say you’ve found someone that you love better

That’s the way it’s been a thousand times before

But as sure as the sun comes up tomorrow

Cryin’ time will start when you walk out the door

Oh it’s cryin’ time again….