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Favourite cheesy kiwi song
Oct. 1st, 2005 10:47 pmIs Asian Paradise, by Sharon O'Neill. I have no idea why I like it so much. It did come in at no. 65 in the APRA list of the top 100 NZ songs ever. So it's not just me. It may be the key it's in, or the chord progressions. Sometimes a piece of music will get to me for no apparent reason. Times like this I want a piece of the sheet music so I can see if it is a certain key - I have good pitch, but not of the perfect kind. I can't sit there and say, oh, that's C or whatever. I know stuff in the keys of F and B flat really gets to me. Maybe this track's in F.
Anyways, I can surely vouch for the fact that only a kiwi could make an internal rhyme in the line "And it's telling me that you're so hard to forget". Hm, I seem to have lost most of the vestiges of my pommy accent now, so I'd probably make that rhyme too, much it makes me cringe to think so. Oh well.
Most of the arrangement is pedestrian, to say the least. Sharon O'Neill never had much luck with her backing musicians. The bass, in particular, is that dum de dum late-70s kind that drives me insane. The guitar solo is a joke. The song has cheesy lyrics, but you know, I like them. It's like reading a really good trashy romance novel. The sentiments are expressed without any finesse whatsoever, but hell, I've been there. Shows how much finesse I have, doesn't it?
Makes me want to rip my clothes off and... well, you know, have someone in close proximity who's equally clothes-free and accomodating. Nice schmaltzy piano (actually Sharon O'Neill is a bloody good piano player), and she's got one of those slightly-husky womanly voices that gets me into that, er, mood. Oh hell, I'll stick it up here (7MB OGG) and you can have a listen if you feel like a bit of nice romantic 80's pop... and if all of my friends in RL could see me now, they'd be killing themselves laughing at me (you? nice? romantic? pop?).
Anyways, I can surely vouch for the fact that only a kiwi could make an internal rhyme in the line "And it's telling me that you're so hard to forget". Hm, I seem to have lost most of the vestiges of my pommy accent now, so I'd probably make that rhyme too, much it makes me cringe to think so. Oh well.
Most of the arrangement is pedestrian, to say the least. Sharon O'Neill never had much luck with her backing musicians. The bass, in particular, is that dum de dum late-70s kind that drives me insane. The guitar solo is a joke. The song has cheesy lyrics, but you know, I like them. It's like reading a really good trashy romance novel. The sentiments are expressed without any finesse whatsoever, but hell, I've been there. Shows how much finesse I have, doesn't it?
There's a strange white moon at my open window
There's a heat on the breeze tonight
I see the lights of the hotel burn in the trees
And I feel love is burning in me
I am caught in the change of a tropical rainstorm
Out there between green and blue
And it's telling me that you're so hard to forget
I'm a traveller just passin' through
Asian paradise, you still haunt me
I just close my eyes, I can tell you
I feel your burnin' in me
(x2)
Now the moon lies herself out on top of the water
She's as naked as we were born
And the satay and beer paralyses me here
And I'm feeling I'm already home
(etc...)
Makes me want to rip my clothes off and... well, you know, have someone in close proximity who's equally clothes-free and accomodating. Nice schmaltzy piano (actually Sharon O'Neill is a bloody good piano player), and she's got one of those slightly-husky womanly voices that gets me into that, er, mood. Oh hell, I'll stick it up here (7MB OGG) and you can have a listen if you feel like a bit of nice romantic 80's pop... and if all of my friends in RL could see me now, they'd be killing themselves laughing at me (you? nice? romantic? pop?).
