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A Thought for Today

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This One Does It For Me!

Ken,

I've always loved the song "I'll Say Goodbye," it's such a catchy melody.

Please could you post the lyrics one day?

Paul Adams

Rod's adaptations of Becaud's songs are some of my favorites, Paul, and this one ranks right up there with the best.

You'll find the lyrics below as well as the liner notes from the album "Through European Windows" in which Rod explains where he was when he wrote it.

Through European Windows - About These Songs

I wrote many of these songs in Europe last summer, most of them in collaboration with Jacques Brel and Gilbert Becaud. I once commented to Becaud, that since he was France’s most admired popular composer and as Brel wrote the best lyrics in that country, how was it that the two had never collaborated. “We tried it,” he replied. “When we met it was Versailles, when we parted it was Berlin.”

It would seem I have the best of all possible worlds being able to work with each of them individually; however, they are as hard to please as I am. Since Brel writes lyrics, I try to stay as faithful to his original idea as possible, in the manner of Gene Less and Aznavour. Often Becaud’s melodies turn me on to a lyric line far from the original in meaning.

Nathalie and I’ll Say Goodbye are the most literal translations of the Becaud melodies I’ve added words to. I’ll Say Goodbye was written in a bathtub at the Hotel Crystal in Paris one morning. Nathalie was more difficult to adapt, and took longer; since it deals with East - West relations it had to be just right. My version is a little less East - West and a little more me - she than the original.

There is a point in every Brel concert where he brings out his guitar and accompanies himself on a ballad, usually Le plat pays, which literally means “the flat lands”, and it’s a hymn to the countryside he knew as a boy. I have adapted it into The Far West where I grew up. Both Brel and I have felt the need to run, only to discover that once away we were unable to hide from ourselves. To this end Brel has given up performing altogether in order to concentrate on writing and recording. It is hoped that his retirement will be like Betty Hutton’s - frequent, but never permanent. For he is undoubtedly the world’s greatest living entertainer.

Brel is able to put his finger on a particular kind of bourgeoisie living in Belgium, his home. As a result many of his songs are banned there. My translation of Le bourgeois is pretty faithful. Since it is neither anti-Vietnam nor pro-Repblician it can be played in this country in Boston as well as in Berkeley.

I have changed Louis Amade’s Mon arbre ( My Tree ) to Paris. The two lyrics have absolutely nothing in common; I hope Monsieur Amade doesn’t mind since, in addition to being an extraordinary lyricist, he is also the Paris Prefect of Police. The melody is by Becaud.

On the Road Again has a contemporary theme. La mer sans soleil is a bit baroque, and Jacques Brel’s Song Without Words ( Chanson sans paroles ) is ageless in its description of lovers taking one another for granted - until one gets bored and moves on.

L’amour avec toi was the Number 1 selling record for many weeks in France by its author Michel Polnareff. It’s what the French call a ‘yeh-yeh” song. I’ve renamed it Baby Be My Love.

The epic song intrigues me. By epic, I mean longer than the standard thirty two bar phrase. The Lovers, The Women, The Hunters, If You Go Away and Reflections are among those works of mine that fall within this framework. Through European Windows changes tempo seven times and has a continuing story to tell, so it is longer than most songs. It was a verse and chorus longer, until we edited it. The idea of doing everything in your lifetime and finding in the end that you’ve done nothing is not a new one, but it’s seldom employed in song form.

The Ever Constant Sea, Pushing the Clouds Away, Do You Like the Rain ? and Gifts from The Sea have my words and Anita Kerr’s music.

The arrangements in this album are also the work of Anita. Being a singer herself she knows how to frame a vocal, never crowding the frame with excess notes. Her charts always complement and never detract from the vocalist. To that end, she is the most gifted arranger I’ve yet had the good fortune to work with, and this is the first album I’ve recorded in a long time for which all the arrangements were done by one individual.

I like these recordings because they bring to mind some recent and happy experiences and because they chronicle a particular time in my life. Maybe this isn’t a very commercial album, so I give thanks to RCA Victor and Neely Plumb for their indulgence in letting me do something I’ve really wanted to do for a long time.

- Rod McKuen

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I’ll Say Goodbye (Je partirai)

Now that the summer’s come and gone
I’ll say goodbye
now that the winter’s comin’ on
I’ll say goodbye.

I’m not the first man or the last
who had a thirst to leave the past
so while the autumn rain is falling
I’ll say goodbye.

For every star that falls to earth
a new one glows
for every dream that fades away
a new one grows.

When things are not what they would seem
you must keep following your dream
so while my heart is still believing
I’ll say goodbye.

Heavy’s the heart that has to turn
and say goodbye
but as we love so do we learn
I’ll say goodbye.

Cage a bird, he’ll never sing
I can’t be caged in by a ring
so while the winter wind is blowing
I’ll say goodbye.

Now as the winter says hello
I’ll say goodbye
I never, ever did like snow
I’ll say goodbye.

I’m just a man and nothing more
in the face of love I’ll close the door
because another road is calling
I’ll say goodbye.

 - from the album "Through European Windows"

 
    AND FINALLY

More next week. Meantime if you have a favorite McKuen song, poem or story you'd like to share, or a question you need answered, drop me a line (you'll find the address on our Contact Page) and I'll do the rest.

-Ken, Johannesburg, South Africa, August 20

 
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