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  • “An old refrain, it lingers on: l’amour, toujours, l’amour…”

    Posted by Chicago Boyz Archive on August 19th, 2006 (All posts by )

    I did not love Roxy Music, but I did love their song “All I Want is You”. I heard it on WBCN in Boston back in the 70s. Rock songs are not usually romantic love songs. When they say “love” they mean “gettin’ it on”. But this one is that rarity, a romantic love song, and — unusually for the arch, idiosyncratic and somewhat abstract Roxy — a genuine rock song.

    Via the unspeakably great You Tube, here is a live version of “All I Want is You”. Having listened to this about 20 times, I have decided to share the joy with the ChicagoBoyz community. The always dapper Bryan Ferry is fabulous in some kind of state trooper uniform. But he was no mere fashion plate. The man had the greatest enunciation in popular music. The band is in the pocket. These guys had the goods.

    This one really took me back.

    Here are two other Roxy Music gems from their golden era, Do the Strand and Virginia Plain.

    And as curiosity/bonus for our beloved readers, here is the recently resurrected Mission of Burma, old and gnarly but still full of spit and vinegar, playing Roxy’s Editions of You with the guy from Dinosaur, Jr. on guitar. Roxy is part of the deep structure at this point. Which is a good thing. (Thanks to Carl Ortona for the Burma link.)

    (Here’s a cool Bryan Ferry interview from 1972.)

    Lyrics below the fold.

    All I Want is You


    Somebody told me
    Just the other day
    That you’re leaving me
    We’re through
    Well if you knew
    How it hurt me so
    Then you’d change your mind
    I’m sure
    Don’t want to hear
    What’s going on
    I don’t care
    What’s new
    Don’t want to know
    About anything
    ’cause all I want
    Is you
    Going out with other girls
    Was always such a bore
    But since I fell in love with you
    I need you more and more
    Don’t want to know
    About one-night-stands
    Cut-price souvenirs
    All I want is
    The real thing
    And a night that lasts
    For years.
    If you ever change your mind
    I’ve a certain cure
    An old refrain, it lingers on
    L’amour, toujours l’amour…
    Don’t want to learn
    About etiquette
    From glossy magazines
    Why should I try
    To talk correct
    Like they do
    In another scenes
    Say no more
    About imagery
    You’re starting to confuse
    Just make an offer
    Of more romance
    Of course I can’t refuse
    All I want is you
    Oo oo i’m all cracked up on you.

    Do the Strand


    There’s a new sensation
    A fabulous creation
    A danceable solution
    To teenage revolution
    Do the strand love
    When you feel love
    It’s the new way
    That’s why we say
    Do the strand

    Do it on the tables
    Quaglino’s place or Mabel’s
    Slow and gentle
    All styles served here
    Louis seize he prefer
    Laissez-faire le strand

    Tired of the tango
    Fed up with fandango
    Dance on moonbeams
    Slide on rainbows
    In furs or blue jeans
    You know what I mean
    Do the strand

    Had your fill of quadrilles
    The madison and cheap thrills
    Bored with the beguine
    The samba isn’t your scene
    They’re playing our tune
    By the pale moon
    We’re incognito
    Down the lido
    And we like the strand

    Arabs at oasis
    Eskimos and chinese
    If you feel blue
    Look through who’s who
    See la goulue
    And nijinsky
    Do the strandsky
    Weary of the waltz
    And mashed potato schmaltz

    Is a nice flower
    It lasts forever
    But it can’t beat strand power
    The sphynx and mona lisa
    Lolita and guernica
    Did the strand

    Virginia Plain


    Make me a deal and make it straight
    All signed and sealed, i’ll take it
    To Robert E. Lee I’ll show it
    I hope and pray he don’t blow it ’cause
    We’ve been around a long time just try try try tryin’ to
    Make the big time…

    Take me on a roller coaster
    Take me for an airplane ride
    Take me for a six days wonder but don’t you
    Don’t you throw my pride aside besides
    What’s real and make believe
    Baby jane’s in acapulco we are flyin’ down to rio

    Throw me a line i’m sinking fast
    Clutching at straws can’t make it
    Havana sound we’re trying hard edge the hipster jiving
    Last picture shows down the drive-in
    You’re so sheer you’re so chic
    Teenage rebel of the week

    Flavours of the mountain steamline
    Midnight blue casino floors
    Dance the cha-cha through till sunrise
    Open up exclusive doors oh wow!
    Just like flamingos look the same
    So me and you, just we two got to search for something new

    Far beyond the pale horizon
    Some place near the desert strand
    Where my studebaker takes me
    That’s where i’ll make my stand but wait
    Can’t you see that holzer mane-
    What’s her name virginia plain

    Editions of You


    Well i’m here looking through an old picture frame
    Just waiting for the perfect view
    I hope something special will step in to my life
    Another fine edition of you
    A pin-up done in shades of blue
    Sometimes you find a yearning for the quiet life
    The country air and all it’s joys
    But badgers couldn’t compensate at twice the price
    For just another night with the boys oh yeah
    And boys will be boys, will be boys
    They say love’s a gamble, hard to win, easy lose
    And while sun shines you’d better make hay
    So if life is your table and fate is the wheel
    Then let the chips fall where they may
    In modern times the modern way

    And as I was drifting past the lorelei
    I heard those slinky sirens wail – whooo
    So look out sailor when you hear them croon
    You’ll never been the same again oh no
    Their crazy music drives you insane – this way

    So love, leave me. do what you will
    -who knows what tomorrow might bring-
    Learn from your mistakes is my only advice
    And stay cool is still the main rule
    Don’t play yourself for a fool
    Too much cheesecake too soon
    Old money’s better than new
    No mention in the latest tribune
    And don’t let this happen to you


    One Response to ““An old refrain, it lingers on: l’amour, toujours, l’amour…””

    1. Frank Says:

      Thanks for posting. Saw Roxy in 1979 in Boston and they blew my mind!