Posted on 04/24/2016 6:52:19 PM PDT by mojito
This year just keeps getting sadder in the world of music, and this one really hits us hard. Legendary Philadelphia soul singer, Billy Paul, has died at age 81. Paul actively performed for a half century, but was best known for this chart-topping 1972 hit, "Me and Mrs. Jones." It was without a doubt one of the most lauded soul songs ever -- after overcoming some inital controversy -- and Paul made it his own with an expressive delivery over pristine Gamble & Huff production.
(Excerpt) Read more at soultracks.com ...
RIP Billy.
“Me and Mrs. Jones” is an ode to heroin taking.
Heroin addicts call a fix a “Jones.”
Hmmmm....In the three minutes since Olog-hai posted about this, Mr Paul seems to have aged a year!
http://www.freerepublic.com/focus/f-chat/3424296/posts
If this is correct, it wouldn’t be the first screwup by AP.
“He had a thing......going on...”
I saw it, too. It was amazing!
I never realized that. But I’m slow at times. I didn’t realize what “dancing with Mr. Brownstone” was until I looked it up.
This sounds like an affair, not like a heroin habit. Unless of course heroin has it’s obligations to attend to.
Me and Mrs Jones, we got a thing going on
We both know that it’s wrong
But it’s much too strong to let it cool down now
We meet ev’ry day at the same cafe
Six-thirty I know she’ll be there
Holding hands, making all kinds of plans
While the jukebox plays our favorite song
Me and Mrs, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones
Mrs. Jones got a thing going on
We both know that it’s wrong
But it’s much too strong to let it cool down now
We gotta be extra careful
That we don’t build our hopes too high
Cause she’s got her own obligations and so do I
Me, me and Mrs, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones
Mrs Jones got a thing going on
We both know that it’s wrong
But it’s much too strong to let it cool down now
Well, it’s time for us to be leaving
Iit hurts so much, it hurts so much inside
Now she’ll go her way and I’ll go mine
But tomorrow we’ll meet the same place, the same time
Me and Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones, Mrs Jones
It’s a code for heroin.
It’s also code for the hotel register. Snow and horse also is. But I doubt Jingle Bells was about a massive heroin story.
Here’s the real story from the guys who wrote it, not the artist who sang it.
“A hint about this song’s subject matter is cleverly “hidden” in its intro: the saxophone is playing the first line from a 1953 Doris Day hit entitled “Secret Love,” which won the Oscar for Best Original Song (Day sang it in the movie Calamity Jane). (thanks, Robin - Birmingham, AL) ...
Kenny Gamble explained to National Public Radio in 2008 that he and Huff got the idea for the song from trips to a little bar downstairs in the Schubert Building, which was where their record company was located. Said Gamble: “This guy used to come into the bar every day - little guy that looked like a judge. We’re songwriters, so we’re always thinking about a song. The next day he came in again, and every day after he’d come in, this girl would come in 10-15 minutes after he’d get there, and they’d sit in the same booth, then go to the jukebox and play the same songs. We said, ‘That’s me and Mrs. Jones.’ Then, when they’d get ready to leave, he would go his way and she would go hers. It could have been his daughter, his niece, anybody, but we created a story that there was some kind of romantic connection between these people, so we went upstairs to our office and wrote the song.””
I can see you’ve never been Mr Jones or Smith. Proud of you :)
It's a stretch to figure this Mrs. Jones as heroin.
But maybe it hasn't touched you, or it hasn't yet. I've felt the sting of this devastating addiction inside my inner circle, and it hurts. It kills and destroys and I'm sick of hearing about it.
That old man, he’s a real mutha for ya gonna kick him on down the line.
WHOA! Condolences to family and friends of Billy Paul. R.I.P.
Sometimes a cigar is just a cigar.
—Sigmund Freud
Song parody aired on Rush Limbaugh or maybe Don Imus
by “Bill Clinton”:
Me and, Paula, Corbin-Jones, Corbin-Jones, Corbin-Jones,
Corbin-Jones
We had a thinnnnng...goin’ on...
Really? I thought it was a love song.
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