Music Monday - Sinead O'Connor
Sinead O'Connor - Nothing Compares 2 U
This week we go old school and great voices again. Sinead is an alternative music singer that burst on the college music sceen in the late 80's. I remember it vividly when I saw her the first time. I was watching David Lettermans Late Night show and here walks in this tiny woman with the shaved head. The song started and it sounded popish and most of the vocals sounded the same, but then a rage within her exploded out of her vocal cords.
A few years later she got basically blew her career away when she tore a picture of the pope up on live television (Saturday Night Live was Live back then) and called out religious leaders. What could have been a very profitable and long career was over. I give her credit though, she always said that she did not like the attention that her music gave her and went so far as to not show up for the Grammies in protest when she won best alternative song.
This song was written by Prince (or is it symbol) and was originally going to be song by one of his bands that he was promoting, but the song was given to Sinead and she loved it. The song is about the loss of a loved one. Give it a listen and let me know what you think.
It's been seven hours and fifteen days,
Since you took your love away,
I go out every night and sleep all day,
Since you took your love away.
Since you've been gone I can do whatever I want,
I can see whomever I choose,
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant,
But nothing, I said nothing can take away these blues.
'Cause nothing compares, nothing compares to you.
It's been so long without you here,
Like a bird without song,
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling,
Tell me, baby where did I go wrong?
I could put my arms around every boy I see,
But they'd only remind me of you,
I went to the doctor, guess what he told me,
He said "Girl, you better try to have fun, no matter what you do."
But he's a fool, 'cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you.
All the flowers that you planted, mama, in the backyard,
All died in the wind and the rain,
I know that living with you, baby, was sometimes hard,
But I'm willing to give it another try,
'Cause nothing compares,
Nothing compares to you.
This week we go old school and great voices again. Sinead is an alternative music singer that burst on the college music sceen in the late 80's. I remember it vividly when I saw her the first time. I was watching David Lettermans Late Night show and here walks in this tiny woman with the shaved head. The song started and it sounded popish and most of the vocals sounded the same, but then a rage within her exploded out of her vocal cords.
A few years later she got basically blew her career away when she tore a picture of the pope up on live television (Saturday Night Live was Live back then) and called out religious leaders. What could have been a very profitable and long career was over. I give her credit though, she always said that she did not like the attention that her music gave her and went so far as to not show up for the Grammies in protest when she won best alternative song.
This song was written by Prince (or is it symbol) and was originally going to be song by one of his bands that he was promoting, but the song was given to Sinead and she loved it. The song is about the loss of a loved one. Give it a listen and let me know what you think.
It's been seven hours and fifteen days,
Since you took your love away,
I go out every night and sleep all day,
Since you took your love away.
Since you've been gone I can do whatever I want,
I can see whomever I choose,
I can eat my dinner in a fancy restaurant,
But nothing, I said nothing can take away these blues.
'Cause nothing compares, nothing compares to you.
It's been so long without you here,
Like a bird without song,
Nothing can stop these lonely tears from falling,
Tell me, baby where did I go wrong?
I could put my arms around every boy I see,
But they'd only remind me of you,
I went to the doctor, guess what he told me,
He said "Girl, you better try to have fun, no matter what you do."
But he's a fool, 'cause nothing compares
Nothing compares to you.
All the flowers that you planted, mama, in the backyard,
All died in the wind and the rain,
I know that living with you, baby, was sometimes hard,
But I'm willing to give it another try,
'Cause nothing compares,
Nothing compares to you.
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