#82 Never My Love- The Association

You ask me if there’ll come a time/
When I grow tired of you.
Never, my love.

In “Never My Love” the narrator comforts his love repeatedly: She asks him will he grow tired of her, lose his desire for her, change his mind? No. “Never my love.” (He has asked her to spend his whole life with him).

It is not clear whether or not the author meant to portray the girl as clingy, and she doesn’t come across that way during a casual listen. However, when you examine the lyrics she does seem kind of insecure. Nonetheless, it is a pretty love song.

Never My Love Meaning
The Association

The Association is a very underrated band from the 60s. “Never My Love” was The Association’s best song, but they had several other songs that would crack any top 1000 list. One of the unique aspects of this song is the Hammond organ used for accompaniment.

It is an interesting choice as it is so in-your-face, but it works. During this time Dylan and The Animals were also using the organ. The signature riff is the intro on the guitar coupled with the great harmonies.

Never My Love Lyrics

You ask me if there’ll come a time,
When I grow tired of you.
Never my love,
Never my love.

You wonder if this heart of mine,
Will lose its desire for you.
Never my love,
Never my love.

What makes you think love will end,
When you know that my whole life depends
On you (on you)?
Never my love,
Never my love.

You say you fear I’ll change my mind,
And I won’t require you.
Never my love,
Never my love.

How can you think love will end
When I’ve asked you to spend your whole life
With me (with me, with me)?

Never my love!

written by: Richard P. Addrisi / Donald J. Addrisi

#81 California Dreamin’- The Mamas and Papas

You know the preacher likes the cold/
He knows I’m gonna stay.

“California Dreamin” is about the Mamas and Papas’ dreams of making it to California. In their mind, California is a utopia that has a great community and is always warm. The trek to get there seems to take a lifetime for the young group. It is all they can think of, but they think they’ll make it.

The vocals on “California Dreamin” are what really stand out. Specifically, the kind of call-and-response: where the band echoes the lead singers’ line. (Technically called an echo or counterpoint). The band is great at harmonizing. An argument could be made that they are the best.

Mama Cass has the most outstanding voice. Her voice seems to stand out when they harmonize, both in this song and in others.

California Dreamin' Meaning

And who knew Michelle Phillips co-wrote “California Dreamin” along with Papa John Phillips? They are one of the best rock couples of all-time.  And Denny Doherty! Who delivers an excellent, underrated lead vocal and he is the least known bandmember. How often is the lead singer the least-known member of the band?

Part of what I love about The Mamas & The Papas is their fashion and their looks are just incredible and outrageous. And of course, their musical talent is revolutionary and still sounds fresh today. These things juxtaposed with a name that is so…old-fashion sounding can be surprising and dissonant.

The line above about how the preacher loves the cold weather because he knows he’ll get a more captive audience is one of the more memorable in rock. The flute solo sounds great. Good choice of solo instrument.  Perfect.

More songs from the Mamas and Papas.

California Dreamin’ Lyrics

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey)
I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk)
On a winter’s day (on a winter’s day)
I’d be safe and warm (I’d be safe and warm)
If I was in L.A. (if I was in L.A.)

California dreamin’ (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day

Stopped into a church
I passed along the way
Well, I got down on my knees (got down on my knees)
And I pretend to pray (I pretend to pray)
You know the preacher like the cold (preacher like the cold)
He knows I’m gonna stay (knows I’m gonna stay)

California dreamin’ (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day

All the leaves are brown (all the leaves are brown)
And the sky is grey (and the sky is grey)
I’ve been for a walk (I’ve been for a walk)
On a winter’s day (on a winter’s day)
If I didn’t tell her (if I didn’t tell her)
I could leave today (I could leave today)

California dreamin’ (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day (California dreamin’)
On such a winter’s day

written by John Phillips and Michelle Phillips

#80 Court Of the Crimson King- King Crimson

The yellow jester does not play…
In the court of the Crimson King.

King Crimson’s “Court of the Crimson King” was never on the radio, and that is unfortunate. This song is amazing. It is only slightly more out there than Stairway to Heaven, Good Vibrations, or Like a Rolling Stone and about the same length.

Court Of The Crimson King Meaning

The song would make for a great music video where the lyrics were animated literally. Imagine some sort of medieval play being reenacted. It is something like a cross between Alice and Wonderland and Dante’s Inferno.

It is difficult to say if there is some underlying symbolism in the lyrics. If there is supposed to be one, it is two layers too removed for my taste. Anyways, it works as it is. The imagery of a guy wandering around and seeing crazy things works great.

Court Of The Crimson King Lyrics

The rusted chains of prison moons
Are shattered by the sun
I walk a road horizons change
The tournament’s begun
The purple piper plays his tune
The choir softly sing
Three lullabies in an ancient tongue
For the court of the crimson king

The keeper of the city keys
Puts shutters on the dreams
I wait outside the pilgrim’s door
With insufficient schemes
The black queen chants the funeral march
The cracked brass bells will ring
To summon back the fire witch
To the court of the crimson king

The gardener plants an evergreen
Whilst trampling on a flower
I chase the wind of a prism ship
To taste the sweet and sour
The pattern juggler lifts his hand
The orchestra begin
As slowly turns the grinding wheel
In the court of the crimson king

On soft grey mornings widows cry
The wise men share a joke
I run to grasp divining signs
To satisfy the hoax
The yellow jester does not play
But gently pulls the strings
And smiles as the puppets dance
In the court of the crimson king

written by Ian McDonald of King Crimson