Music That’s Caught My Brain: 4/20/20

For this week, I’m going to mystify some folks with the song:

You’re Dead by Norma Tanega.

I don’t remember how this one came across my radar. Given my reacquaintance with television (mostly what I come across on Netflix and Hulu) I just haven’t gotten myself in the habit of making note of the origins. Some bits of sound or lyrics catch my brain and I either Shazam it or I Google parts of the lyrics.

This one caught my brain for the refreshing level of jauntiness of the song despite the lyrics. You’re Dead, as a song, is best described as southern gothic in sound, although Norma Tanega music is American Folk as a genre.

By the way, southern gothic as a genre is incredibly easy to understand: the setting or sound is southern and the subject matter matter is dark, macabre. For your reference some authors and poets that are considered to have produced southern gothic work: Truman Capote, Tennessee Williams, William Faulkner, and Edgar Allen Poe, although Poe is debatable. Poe inspired the gothic movement, the “Father” of southern gothic, if you will, but Poe is considered to fall under Romanticism, specifically Dark Romanticism. Side note, my novel (WIP) is technically southern gothic.

This song was released by Norma Tanega in 1966. 1966. You’re Dead sounds so neo to me, I never would have guessed. You’re Dead sounds like some alternative southern blue-grass-punk hybrid band and it’s just wild. I was surprised to the see release date. And the song is just so darned jaunty. I had it going while doing the dishes the other day, I did a little dance around the kitchen while cleaning up.

Lyrics, You’re Dead by Norma Tanega. Album: Walkin’ My Cat Named Dog

Don’t sing if you want to live long
They have no use for your song
You’re dead, you’re dead, you’re dead

You’re dead and outta this world

You’ll never get a second chance
Plan all your moves in advance
Stay dead, stay dead, stay dead
Stay dead and outta this world

Run fast don’t stand in the sun
There’s too much work to be done
You’re down, you’re down, you’re down
You’re down and outta this world

Don’t ever talk with your eyes
Be sure that you compromise
You’re dead, you’re dead, you’re dead
You’re dead and outta this world

Hear the unloved weeping like rain
Guard your sleep from the sound of their pain
Long gone, long gone, long gone
Long gone and outta this world

When you smile and it tears your face
It’s time for the inhuman race
You’re down, you’re down, you’re down
You’re down and outta this world

Now your hope and compassion is gone
You’ve sold out your dream to the world
Stay dead, stay dead, stay dead
You’re dead and outta this world

(apologies on grammar, spelling and so forth, this was a write and dash post)

Cheers,
Christina Schmidt, MA
armedwithcoffee.com

Published by Christina Schmidt

I'm an author and live in the vibrant city of Austin, Texas. Cheers, y'all.

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