Wednesday, June 08, 2005

One last post about songs about rain

Can you tell it's been raining on and off all week in Nashville? Anyway, I was thinking about how Waylon Jennings' "Rainy Day Woman" and The Band's "Up on Cripple Creek" are basically two takes on the same subject--the woman who takes care of you in rough patches, but who is not your main squeeze. I love how Jennings is all like "You have been a friend of mine, rainy day woman." Maybe it's just seeing him sing in the Cowboy Jack documentary, but I have a little crush on him (no, my crushes know no bounds, not gender, not sexual orientation, not death). But then I was thinking about The Band, going up to see Ole Bessie again and, damn if there's not another kick-ass Bessie. Seriously, is that name guaranteed to turn a woman kick-ass? Bessie. Speaking of B names, when my mom was pregnant with the Butcher, we were all under the mistaken impression that he'd be a girl. Mom and Dad wanted to name him Becky, but the recalcitrant brother and I were wrangling for Bubbles. That would have been great. I wish we'd won that fight.

2 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

My great-grandmother's name was Bessie. And while I've never really considered her "kick-ass," she did live a really, really, really long time. Like 186 years or something. She always smelled like urine and coffee.

-Jon

6/09/2005 07:51:00 AM  
Blogger Aunt B said...

When I worked at the newspaper, my boss made our editor cover the costume party at the local nursing home, which really pissed the editor off, because he was VERY IMPORTANT. Anyway, there was an ancient woman named Bessie there who went as a mummy.

I always thought that was hilarious.

6/09/2005 08:00:00 AM  

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