℗ 1984 Es Paranza Records 7567 90220
A telling thing about Robert Plant at his peak is how he would sneak on-stage with Rockpile and sing Elvis songs, or how Swan Song signed Dave Edmunds when his retro-rock was about the furthest thing from the monolithic Zeppelin of Physical Graffiti. Plant always harbored deep, abiding love for early rock & roll, a fact that was often obscured by his restlessness, too, a side that he indulged on his first two post-Zep solo albums — glistening, modern albums with a heavier debt to Robert Fripp than Little Richard. Two albums in, he switched tactics for the EP detour The Honeydrippers, Vol. 1, an unabashedly retro-rock project that hauled out five golden oldies from the pre-Beatles era and served them up authentically, or at least as authentic nostalgia. There is a certain sense of pastiche here, particularly in how "Sea of Love" is drenched in oceans of strings, far more than on the Phil Phillips original, which manages to evoke the era of lily white pop covers in a way that no straightforward cover could, but that's part of the charm of the record. Some may find this kind of pastiche a bit distancing, even campy, but there's a genuine warmth in Plant's performance, and his ad-hoc group of Honeydrippers — including Jeff Beck and Jimmy Page in uncredited cameos — have a great time running through these handful of oldies, particularly "Rockin' at Midnight." It may not be much more than a lark, but it's truly fun, even if it might have been slightly more fun making it than it is listening to it. — Stephen Thomas Erlewine. |
(Rudy Toombs)
I get a thrill, thrill, thrill — Thrill at you from my head down to my toes She make me feel so good all night long Really rock till I'm almost gone Get a thrill, thrill, thrill — Thrill at you from my head down to my toes Oh baby, make me feel so good She hold me — oh, drive me mad Do the little things you do I thrill at you from my head down to my toes She got me crazy, on my knees My baby meets my needs She keep moanin', moanin' — don't stop now Gotta have love — ooh, wow Get a thrill, thrill, from my head down to my toes She treat me tender — arms open wide Sits around with her lips to mine I get a thrill, thrill, thrill — I thrill at you from my head down to my toes I get a thrill, thrill, thrill — Chill, chill, chill —
(George Khoury — Philip Baptiste)
Do you remember when we met That's the day I knew you were my babe I want to tell you how much I love you Come with me, my love To the sea, the sea of love I want to tell you just how much I love you Come with me, to the sea of love Do you remember when we met That's the day I knew you were my babe I want to tell you oh how much I love you Come with me, to the sea of love Come with me, my love To the sea, the sea of love I want to tell you just how much I love you I want to tell you oh how much I love you
(Ray Charles — Richard)
I got a woman — way over town She's good to me — oh yeah Well I got a woman — way over town She's good to me — oh yeah She's mine when I'm in need She's kind — a friend indeed Yeah I got a woman — way over town She's good to me — oh yeah She saves her loving — early in the morning Just for me — oh yeah She saves her loving — early in the morning Just for me Oh, she saves her loving just for me Oh, she loves me so tenderly Yeah I got a woman — way over town She's good to me — she's good, she's good, she's good She's there to love me both day and night Never grumble about the fussing — always treat me right Never runnin' in the streets — no leaving me alone She knows a woman's place is right back there in the home I got a woman — way over town She's good to me — oh yeah Now I got a woman — way over town She's good to me — oh, oh She's my baby — don't you understand? I'm her loving man Yeah I got a woman — way over town She's good to me — oh yeah Don't you think she's alright? Don't you think she's alright? She's alright — she's alright now She's my little Diane No Runaround Sue She ain't no Mata Hari No, no — no, no — She's alright — she's alright She's alright — she's alright now
(Doc Pomus — Phil Spector)
Every time I kiss somebody new I make believe I'm kissing you But I can't kid my aching heart 'Cause my heart knows we're still apart And each night is like a thousand years Since I got these young boy blues I wanna cry when I hear your name If I cry I feel ashamed So I let my pride be my guide I keep those tears inside And each night is like a thousand years I can't lose these young boy blues Don't know where to go Don't know what to do I'm so lost and lonely since I lost you Every time I kiss somebody new I make believe I'm kissing you But I can't kid my aching heart 'Cause my heart knows we're still apart And each night is like a thousand years Since I got these young boy blues Don't know where to go Don't know what to do I'm so lost and lonely since I lost you Every time I kiss somebody new I make believe I'm kissing you But I can't kid my aching heart 'Cause my heart knows we're still apart And each night is like a thousand years I can't lose these young boy blues Each night is like a thousand years Since I got these young boy blues Each night is like a thousand years I can't lose these young boy blues
(Roy Brown)
There's good rockin' at midnight Oh, I'm gonna hold my baby with all my might What a wonderful time we had that night Hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight Now sweet Georgia Brown and sweet Lorraine They got caught on Caledonia's land Soon, pretty soon they told it all Those fellas got drunk and they had a ball Crying hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight Now I'll tell you all about our deacon Joe He got so high they had to take him home Hear the news about Ellis Brown He stole a chicken and he ran out of town Hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight Caledonia got drunk and grinned like a pig She fell down and lost her wig Charlie Brown she laughed and she got sick And Caledonia got mad and grabbed a brick Crying hey, hey, there's good rockin' at midnight We're gonna rock, we're gonna rock We're gonna rock, we're gonna rock There's good rockin' at midnight