A couple of weeks ago I was in the mood for some new music. Specifically, I wanted to get some more songs by Bobby Troup, Julie London, and The Johnny Crawford Dance Orchestra. In looking through the songs, I noticed something. Bobby Troup and Julie London both did versions of “Midnight Sun” and Julie London and The Johnny Crawford Dance Orchestra both did versions of “When Your Lover Has Gone”.
And I said to myself, “I MUST OWN THESE SONGS!”
Fast forward to a few days ago. In my Internet perusing I found that Johnny Crawford had recently done different versions of a few songs he’d first done as a teenager.
Once again I said to myself, “I MUST OWN THESE SONGS!”
See, I have this thing about covers and different versions of songs. I think I mentioned it before in another post in which I listed my favorite covers. But I didn’t go into depth about it.
I am compelled to own several different versions of the same song.
I don’t know what it is, but it is a need that I cannot deny. I suppose it’s a fascination with how different singers/bands interpret songs or how the original artist re-imagines a song that their known for. Or maybe it’s fueled by an envy because as much as I love music, I don’t have the ability to make it or even remake it.
Whatever the reason, it’s because of this compulsion that I own:
-Paul Anka doing “Wonderwall” and “Smells Like Teen Spirit”
-A choir performing “I Touch Myself”
-So many versions of “I’m a Believer”
-And “Hit Me, Baby, One More Time”
-A slow version of “Word Up”
-A fast version of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow”
-A bluegrass version of “Superfreak”
And so many more!
I’ve even got a few albums of nothing but covers (Indie Pop Plays the Monkees and Micky Dolenz’s Remember are two of my favorites).
It’s an addiction and I should be ashamed of myself.
But I’m not.