SEPTEMBER 25, 2011 5:07PM

Sunday Drive/ Love Gone Bad

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49 Hudson

 This advertisement was in the March 19, 1949 issue of the New Yorker. The same issue as Salinger's Laughing Man.

 For your enjoyment. 

 This is an illustration of a real car. As hard as that is to believe. 

You could get a king sized bed in it, if you cared to.  

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Love Gone Bad 

 I was thinking about these when I was posting a comment on Major Mojo's Top Ten Breakup Songs.

Love gone bad is a more general category than the breakup song. And, it is ubiquitous, so you are picking from a universe of maybe 1/3 of all popular songs. 

 

Diane Birch - I Go Crazy

 

I like this cover a lot more than the Paul Davis 1970's original.

Especially the way the intensity builds around the word, 'crazy.'

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Aimee Mann - 4th Of July

 

Your basic woulda, coulda, shoulda song.

'Today's the fourth of july 
Another june has gone by 
And when they light up our town I just think 
What a waste of gunpowder and sky 
I'm certain that I am alone 
In harbouring thoughts of our home 
It's one of my faults that I can't quell my past 
I ought to have gotten it gone.

Oh, baby, I wonder - 
If when you are older - 
Someday- 
You'll wake up 
And say, 'my god, I should have told her - 
What would it take? 
But now here I am and the world's gotten colder 
And she's got the river down which I sold her.

So that's today's memory lane 
With all the pathos and pain 
Another chapter in a book where the chapters are endless 
And they're always the same 
A verse, then a verse, and refrain ...'

The twist on this one is that person A is wistfully thinking about person B regretting not having  persued a relationship. A typical thought. But in this song, done with much more wistfullness than anger.

Years later, that idiot, person B, realizes that he shoulda TOLD her (instead of asked her) which means something -- maybe that it woulda been easy. What would it have taken? And instead of catastrophe, the world has just gotten colder, &c. 

I couldn't quite figure it out until I read the lyrics, and even then -- maybe I have it wrong.  

 

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1949HudsonSuperSix_04_700 

It was still a low riding monster of a car. The slightly smaller Hornets became NASCAR legands in the early 50's.

Unfotunately, it took computers to really get it right. And now, we are beyond caring, as we come closer to optimizing, it becomes first homogeneous, then generic. 

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Once upon a time they made Hudson Wasps in Bennington, Vermont!

And you can call me a car-lover...

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-agbsv1xK18

Elastica lives!
Lowest built ! But ample Head room!
Sorry: AMAZING Head room!, ample road clearance...

How I would love to drive one of those monstrosities
(in red)
down the river of blueish grayish little lookalikies
and those increasingly boxish hearselike things (suvs)
for
just one day!

Never fear to tell thy love to your sweetie pie,
is my motto.

Every f-ing day.
Jacob....

Wasn't aware that they were so into insects. Could have been a marketing mistake. At least they didn't produce a bee or a mosquito.

This land yacht is a Commodore.
Mr Jimmy....

Driving one of these land yachts would be something.

I want the parking spot in front of Grand Central. Just me and associates and a lot of gawkers, with the whole fucking avenue cleared.

As far as love and women -- that's above my pay grade.
Great song choices (including the Dylan one you sent me). I really like this Diane Birch version...I'm a huge fan of the original tune. Will research her more tomorrow. Oh today. Damn insomnia. Cars and love - both require maintenance and a jump every once in a while.
Both require a jump? Ain't that the truth.

NP .... Yea, I looked it up in the New Yorker archives after your post -- Nothing like seeing it in its original context. Went for the story, stayed for the advertisements.
This reminds me of a TV ad from the 1960s whose musical jingle went, "What a step up,holy cow! If our friends could see us now!"

Wow! Buy a new car to impress your neighbors! Think how envious they will be!