This song reminds me of “Woman of Heart and Mind” by Joni Mitchell; in both songs the sonic landscape is this solid, constant thing that the vocals float on top of.
Weirdly enough, this song feels like being in a car that’s driving away from somewhere and watching trees blur by the car window. Or something.
The vocals and the music work well to amplify the mood of the song and the lyrics.
Wish me luck I know you think I’ll need it For all the hardest roads we have to walk alone And you don’t have to tell me that you love me For all the words I’ve never understood I know, I know
Continuing my current Burt/Hal geekery is this jam by the Stylistics. A friend once noted there’s something nice about a group of guys sweetly singing a love song.
A lot of people try to write complicated music really well; more people should try writing non-complicated music really well. This song doesn’t jump out at you as overly complex - it’s just kinda pretty.
Because I’m obsessive, I will mention yet again that Home, the album from which “Travelin Soldier” hails, should have won the Album of the Year Grammy in 2003, not Norah Jones’ vastly blander album, which shall remain nameless because I can’t remember the name, I’m too lazy to look it up, and, most importantly, because I’m a hater.
“Travelin’ Soldier” was written by Bruce Robison; recorded once in 1996 and recomposed in 1999. The Dixie Chicks version is the version I fell in love with, but the original(s) are also awesome.
It’s easy to fall into this song. The story telling is clear and compelling.
So the letters came from an army camp In California then Vietnam And he told her of his heart - It might be love and all of the things he was so scared of