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Plague Journal, Smokey Still Sings

Plague Journal, Smokey Still Sings

February 20, 2021 Jerry King Comments 0 Comment
Smokey Robinson, March 2018

In October of 2018 my wife and I were present at a Smokey Robinson concert at the Genesee theater in Waukegan.  I have received inspiration from Smokey Robinson songs for the entirety of my adult life.  Smokey Robinson is a living legend, the songs he has written, and the performances he has given have consecrated the American way of life in the late 20th century.  Smokey celebrated his 81st birthday earlier this week.  Smokey’s songs, the lyrics in particular have been the story of my life: Tears of a Clown, I Second That Emotion,  The Tracks of My Tears, and many more.

I offer for your elevation this tune by the British band ABC, When Smokey Sings, that honors Robinson for his substantial contribution to our humanity.

When Smokey Sings

By ABC

Debonair lullabies
In melodies revealed
In deep despair on lonely nights
He knows just how you feel
The slyest rhymes, the sharpest suits
In miracles made real

Like a bird in flight on a hot sweet night
You know you’re right just to hold her tight
He soothes it right, makes it out of sight
And everything’s good in the world tonight

When Smokey sings, I hear violins
When Smokey sings, I forget everything
As she’s packing her things
As she’s spreading her wings
The front door might slam
But the back door it rings
And Smokey sings, he sings

Elegance in eloquence
For sale or rent or hire
Should I say yes and match his best
Then I would be a liar
Symphonies that soothe the rage
When lovers’ hearts catch fire

Like a bird in flight on a hot sweet night
You know you’re right just to hold her tight
He soothes it right, makes it out of sight
And everything’s good in the world tonight

When Smokey sings, I hear violins
When Smokey sings, I forget everything
As she’s packing her things
As she’s spreading her wings
Smashing the hell
With the heaven she brings
Then Smokey sings, he sings

(Would it be true to say)

Luther croons
Sly’s the original originator
James screams
Marvin was the only innovator
But nothing can compare
Nothing can compare
When Smokey sings

When Smokey sings, I hear violins
When Smokey sings, I forget everything
As she’s packing her things
As she’s spreading her wings
She threw back the ring
When Smokey sings
Smokey sings
Smokey sings

Lyrics written by: Mark White, Martin Fry


The backstory to the song:

When Smokey Sings is a song by English band ABC, released as the first single from their fourth studio album, Alphabet City (1987). The lyrics and title of the song are a tribute to R&B and soul singer Smokey Robinson

The bass line of the song is a homage to Robinson’s composition, “The Tears of a Clown.” Smokey Robinson himself praised the song, saying, “Well, of course, that’s a form of flattery, and I really appreciate it.”


More about Smokey Robinson:

William “Smokey” Robinson Jr. (born February 19, 1940) is an American singer, songwriter, record producer, and former record executive. Robinson was the founder and front man of the Motown vocal group the Miracles, for which he was also chief songwriter and producer. Robinson was inducted into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame in 1987, and was awarded the 2016 Library of Congress Gershwin Prize for his lifetime contributions to popular music.

William Robinson Jr. was born to an African-American father and a mother of African-American and French ancestry into a poor family in the North End area of Detroit, Michigan, United States.  His uncle Claude gave him the nickname “Smokey Joe” when he was a child.  — wikipedia

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