1) What Am I Doin' Hangin' 'Round--The Monkees (1967)
2)Mexicali Blues--Bob Weir (Grateful Dead) (1972)
Style: TexMex. Two-step. (Which has its roots in polka, doncha know!)
Theme: Man goes down to Mexico for some fun with the ladies. Finds it, but at a price.
Structure: Verse Chorus Verse Chorus etc
Main difference between the two..: ...is pretty much the main difference between the two bands. I.E., The Monkees had to keep it clean and under 3 minutes. The Dead could afford to add more detail and color to the story. And solos (although the studio version features a Mariachi band playing the riff).
What Am I Doin' Hangin 'Round--rated PG
|Nez kind of doing that Bob Weir neck thing (thanks to monkee-obsessed.tumblr.com/)|
"What Am I Doin' Hangin' Round?" was written by Michael Martin Murphey and recorded by The Monkees for their fourth (and best?) album, Pisces Aquarius, Capricorn and Jones. Murphey was an old Texan friend of Michael Nesmith, and briefly had a band with Nesmith and John London called The Trinity River Boys. He moved from Texas to Los Angeles right around the time Nesmith did, with the same goal: make it in the music scene. He formed a band called The Lewis and Clarke Expedition, which had moderate success. But his biggest pay day came when Nesmith requested his old friend write a song for The Monkees.
"What Am I Doin' Hangin' Round?" is often wrongly thought to be a Nesmith song, since he sings it, and since it's another early slice of country rock, the likes of which Nesmith had been providing on all the other Monkees albums. Nesmith has called it a "new wave country rock song" because of a tricky chord or two that are thrown in among the otherwise predictable, traditional chord changes (a change from I major to VI minor, for you musician types..)
Nesmith is the only Monkee on the recording, singing and playing 12 string guitar. Though Peter Tork was/is an excellent banjo player, Nesmith chose to ask Doug Dillard (of The Dillards, and some others you may have heard of...) to put his magic on it. Peter does do a nice job pretending to play on it in the video below....
In any case, let's get to the story.
Just a loud mouth Yankee I went down to Mexico.
I didn't have much time to spend, about a week or so.
There I lightly took advantage of a girl who loved me so.
But I found myself a-thinkin' when the time had come to go...
The narrator, an American, takes a leisurely trip south of the border. We don't know why, but from what he's told us, part of the reason was to get with some young Mexican ladies. He "lightly took advantage" of a girl who loved him so. That he took advantage of her probably means that the word "loved" means "had sexual relations with" rather than "was in love with". Unless she loved him and he was just drunk and randy. But it all seems a bit one-night-ish. Especially, since...
What am I doin' hangin' round?
I should be on that train and gone.
I should be ridin' on that train to San Antone,
What am I doin' hangin' round?
He's quite aware that things will get a bit sticky if he stays in Mexico too long. We don't need any broken hearts, or for an angry boyfriend to suddenly appear. We'll have to wait for the next song for that. So, best to split while the splittin's good.
She took me to the garden just for a little walk.
I didn't know much Spanish and there was no time for talk.
Then she told me that she loved me not with words but with a kiss.
And like a fool I kept on thinkin' of a train I could not miss...
Now we're back in our story, as he recounts his time with la Senorita. We see that the language barrier didn't make much of a difference since talking isn't what either of them had on their minds. Young ladies can be delusional, especially when making out with a groovy American rocker. And groovy American rockers think nothing of being cold and indifferent when it comes to breaking the hearts of strange girls who profess their love. So, he's all "thaaat's cute. well, hey, uh, I gotta split, um, that was fun. I'll call you."
Well it's been a year or so, and I want to go back again.
And if I get the money, well I'll ride the same old train.
But I guess your chances come but once and boy I sure missed mine.
And still I can't stop thinkin' when I hear some whistle cryin'....
Well, now we see that the Mexican girl indeed, in their brief time together, put a spell on our hero. So much so, that he wants to go back and find her. Language barrier or not. Possible jealous boyfriend or not. She has just not left his mind. Despite his resolve to go back, he also has one foot in reality, as he thinks that he missed his one chance with this love of his life. Will he be doomed to live a lonely life? Or take his heartbreak out on other unsuspecting girls as he takes them "for a little walk"?
All we can assume is that on some nights he cries like that train whistle for the one that got away.
Mexicali Blues--rated R
|Bob Weir, doing that Bob Weir thing, 1972|
Bob Weir stood out in a band of misfits by appearing to be the one somewhat conventional guy in the band. He's handsome, looks like he actually looked in a mirror before going onstage (80's taste in clothes notwithstanding), and interacted with the audience while the others shoegazed/stared off into space/at each other. But conventional he is not (however much he may try). A dislexic prep-school drop out from wealthy step parents, he more or less learned to play on the job (he was 17 when the band started) and his guitar technique was shaped by playing with bandmates who paid little heed to rock and roll tradition. Thus, even the rock and roll or country songs that Weir loved to cover were filtered through the hazy and "inbred" (Weir's word for it) lense of The Grateful Dead as a band.
From the start, Weir loved to cover country songs at the Dead's shows, and thus, until the band's demise in 1995, there was a 50% chance that the audience would be "treated" to a "Cowboy Bob Section" during the first set: "The Race is On", "El Paso", "Mama Tried", "Me and My Uncle", "Big River" or his own "Mexicali Blues" (music by Weir, lyrics by his trusty wordsman, John Perry Barlowe), sometimes played by themselves, sometimes in a medley. After, say, 1982, these parts of the show usually found the band on autopilot. Pretty hard to play convincing country when your guitars and keyboards are all running through MIDI processors. But otherwise, not much in the Weir canon to choose from (he and Barlowe weren't as prolific as Garcia and Hunter).
If he really was courageous, The Dead would have covered "What Am I Doin' Hangin' Round" and probably would have gotten away with it.
So, let's cross the border again. This time, via California. And get ready for some more racy adventures....
Laid back in an old saloon, with a peso in my hand,
Watchin flies and children on the street,
And I catch a glimpse of black-eyed girls who giggle when I smile,
There's a little boy who wants to shine my feet.
Pretty good set up, nice snapshot. But of course, "...shine my feet"?? Perhaps they kept that for comic effect. Or maybe Bob's bare hippie feet are so filthy that the boy thinks he's wearing shoes.
And it's three days ride from bakersfield and I don't know why I came.
I guess I came to keep from payin dues.
So instead Ive got a bottle and a girl whos just fourteen,
And a damn good case of the mexicali blues.
Whereas our hero in the Monkees song arrived from San Antonio, TX, in this song he's come from Bakersfield, CA (it's Mexicali, after all).
Class, take note of the rhyming of "dues" and "blues". Now, this was made illegal in 1980, along with rhyming "blues" with "choose" and especially "shoes". There's no real penalty for it, however you can be sure that there's no reward either.
And now let's get to the element of this song that gives this song its R rating. "..a bottle and a girl that's just 14". So he comes to Mexico, doesn't know why he's there, so decides to get drunk and find himself a young'n.
Is there anything a man don't stand to lose,
When the devil wants to take it all away?
Cherish well your thoughts, and keep a tight grip on your booze,
Cause thinkin and drinkin are all I have today.
Nice singalong chorus, goes to a comfortable place, musically. But lyrically, what's this "devil" he's singing about? Ain't no talk about no devil previously. Perhaps it's a sign of things to come.
Oh, and class: "booze" and "lose" are pretty close to done too. As is "thinkin"/"drinkin".
Remember, this was 1972. Only 1,500 songs had used these rhymes. Today it's up to 7,550. Please help the population growth.
She said her name was billy jean and she was fresh in town.
I didn't know a stage line ran from hell.
She had raven hair, a ruffled dress, a necklace made of gold,
All the french perfume you'd care to smell.
Some questions arise here. This 14 year old is named Billy Jean? Not very Mexican sounding. Fresh in town? From where? Is this a 14 year old runaway he's canoodling with? Perhaps he should be calling Social Services--not passing the time with her.
In the second line: I always thought he said "state line"--like border. I don't know what a "stage line" is. But here we find that Billy Jean is the devil he speaks of. Really? A 14 year old runaway is the devil? You call yourself a man?
I do like the "raven hair" description--pretty--although a few years later, Barlowe describes a woman as "raven dressed" (in "I Need a Miracle").
And the rest of the description paints a pretty horrid picture--even our hero seems to think so. Still....
She took me up into her room and whispered in my ear,
Go on, my friend, do anything you choose.
Now I'm payin' for those happy hours I spent there in her arms,
With a lifetimes worth of the mexicali blues.
Contrast the first line here with the start of the second verse in "What Am I Doin..."
Here, in Mexicali, these two are bypassing the garden and getting straight to business. But wait: a 14 year old has her own room in a town she just moved to?...but how...but I thought....Ohhh.. A lady of the evening! No wonder she's inviting our hero to "do anything you choose". And he does. And he enjoys it. But now, as he tells this story, he's filled with remorse. Is it innocent heartache as described in the Monkees song? Something tells me "no". A disease perhaps. Or a child? Let's push on and see...
And then a man rode into town, some thought he was the law.Billy jean was waitin when he came.
She told me he would take her, if I didn't use my gun,
Id have no one but myself to blame.
Ok, ok. We've seen this movie before. In fact, we've seen this in a Monkees episode before! There's one with a very similar script--A Nice Place to Visit--Davy falls in love with "Angelita" and her tough man "El Diablo" challenges him to a "dual of honor". My step son loves this episode. Here. Dig the first two minutes. It's funny.
I went down to those dusty streets, blood was on my mind.
I guess that stranger hadnt heard the news
Cause I shot first and killed him, lord, he didn't even draw
And he made me trade the gallows for the mexicali blues.
And now the violence. This is a turn that "What Am I Doin.." doesn't dare take. First off, there's no other man in The Monkees song, so there's no one to challenge to a duel.
"News", "Blues" blah blah.
So he kills Billy Jean's boyfriend, and for what? There's really no honor in this guy's tale. He bangs a 14 year old prostitute, kills her boyfriend and runs back home ahead of the law. Woo! Awesome! Jackass....
Catchy tune though! And you can two-step to it!