SONG TITLE: “Hudson Valley Women”
Another one from my pops. This is from the late 60s/early 70s.
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So, to me, here is the funny / interesting thing:
You might have to change a couple of details here and there, but more or less, I am living an identical life to my father’s life. And I ain’t mad at that. In fact, I think it is fascinating.
It’s like, the whole parent comparison thing… we all hear it growing up. People try to fight it, people don’t want to see it. We want to see ourselves as our own person, and in a way, we are, all of us… but in another way, nothing about any of us is original at all - we are all genetic, from something else that gave us everything it had.
So although some details are different, I can no longer deny it. I am my father and he was his father and so on and so forth… and over the course of generations, we evolve and some small details change, but ultimately, we remain the same.
I am the same now as I was when I was 8 years old… except that now I am supposed to be an “adult”. And I am, but I am also 8, and I am also my dad, and I am also ME.
Uncovering all these old recordings from my dad and really studying them is like some form of therapy.
This particular song has really incredible lyrics. I think this song was always one of my dad’s best and favorites. This is a four track recording of him, playing all the instruments in his bedroom or whatever - the exact same shit I do today.
LYRICS: “There’s cold wine for breakfast by the frosted window pane / and I see through the coated glass that last night it must’ve rained / Your hillside is sparkling with a fresh new coat of ice / Hudson Valley Women can be so nice in the rain…
The pine trees are dancing in their crystal negligee / The sun is reaching slyly to take their dress away / with warm and gentle fingers that move without a sound / Hudson Valley Women are nice to have around….”
Beautiful lyrics, although I know that he is not singing about my mom. So who were these Hudson Valley Women?
Hudson Valley is a reference to upstate New York, where he (as well as myself and my brother) went to college (not the same college, different colleges in the region).
Below is a photo of the Hudson Valley Women’s Rugby Team. See ya next time!
