Cover, Cover

Jul 28, 2010 14:54

YouTube is still my friend and yielded some amazing Beatles cover versions, some of which I hadn’t known existed (Aretha Franklin did way more Lennon/McCartney than I had assumed, wow); others I had been looking for since eons. Also one amusing crossover I had forgotten (Joe LoDuca actually used We can work it out on Xena for Xena and Gabrielle ( Read more... )

rolling stones, aretha franklin, emmylou harris, cher, rod stewart, ray charles, xena, olivia newton-john, tina turner, beatles, joan baez

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local_max July 28 2010, 13:44:13 UTC
Ooh, great stuff! I can't wait to listen (don't have speakers or headphones at the moment).

I know that Sinatra covered Something, rather famously (along with his statement that Something was his favourite Lennon-McCartney song--poor George).

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selenak July 28 2010, 14:30:43 UTC
Yes, that punchline shows up in every report of Sinatra's accolade. Poor George indeed!

Here's Old Blue Eyes singing Something, though, without that slight:

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greenpear July 28 2010, 23:55:03 UTC
This is a wonderful array of Beatles cover tunes. Must have taken some time to put together.

Here, There, and Everywhere is my favorite Beatles tune. It says so much in such a delicate manner. Makes you think about things in a different way.

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selenak July 29 2010, 03:30:52 UTC
It's a beautiful, beautiful song. And I'm glad you enjoy the collection!

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ion_bond July 29 2010, 04:28:48 UTC
poor George

Hey, he might have looked at it as a compliment. His beat out a lot of great songs!

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selenak July 29 2010, 08:15:16 UTC
There is that. Especially since Sinatra had covered some actual Lennon/McCartney songs before. :)

It's definitely more gratifying than, say, what Alan Pollack wrote about Only A Northern Song ("In this song, according to the conventional wisdom, George is bemoaning the second-class treatment he gets as a song writer from the other Beatles; the apparent creative invisibility he feels it is futile for him to try to transcend in their eyes. Certainly, I'd never envy George's predicament of being caught in the competitive, psycho-sexual crossfire of Messrs. Lennon and McCartney nor question the sincerity of the pain he expresses about it in this song. But I wonder whether if, in choosing to nobly refrain from lashing out directly at the others and instead, focusing no matter how cleverly on his own bitterness, the strategy backfires in aesthetic terms. The song, though it may have been targeted to arouse from us a reaction of pathos-like sympathetic sadness and compassion, it ends up hitting the unintended mark of merely pathetic ( ... )

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