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An Afternoon Comment Diversion / PaddyDog

Comment Diversions | April 1, 2009 | Comments (91)


Even among anoraks, there is a definite pecking order. Bottom of the pile are the hard-core tech-nerd sci-fi guys. You know the ones: they go to the conventions and bombard some clueless actor who just wanted to pick up a quick pay check with multi-layered theories about the significance of the box of oatmeal on the shelf to the left of the shorter Klingon in scene 9, episode 20 of season 12. In the middle layers you’ll find your standard-issue trainspotters for a variety of pursuits. Then you come to the movie buffs and their exhaustive lists of “best gaffer in a film noir from 1940 to 1955”. And at the very top of the anorak hierarchy are the music guys. These are the quiet guys sitting in the corner of the room at 2 am who interrupt your happily buzzed enjoyment of Burning Down the House with “of course you do realize that David Byrne totally ripped off Ryuichi Sakamoto’s early arrangements for the score of The Wings of Honneamise, and that wasn’t even Ryu’s best work.”

Annoying though they may be it was through this species that I was introduced to the concept of musical tourism: the hobby of visiting places memorialized or referenced in music. I’ve never been dedicated enough to do it like the zealots: I know one guy from Dublin who organizes all his vacations around this concept. He has literally made the morning last on the 59th Street Bridge; ridden on the train they call the City of New Orleans; stood on the corner of Winslow, Arizona; driven all of Route 66, sunbathed on the beach at Ipanema; walked down Penny Lane, and so on.

The first time I went to New York, I asked the cabbie to take me to the Chelsea Hotel, surely the mecca for any musical tourist in New York City. I stood in the lobby thinking about Bob Dylan, Leonard Cohen, Dylan Thomas (poetry is music) and all the greats. The place is a dive, but it’s an historic dive and for some reason it meant something to have been there for five minutes (of course my friend from Dublin when he is in town insists on staying in room 100 where Sid stabbed Nancy). Since then, I look for musical tourism destinations wherever I visit, and it definitely adds a more interesting layer to the standard business trip to New Jersey (thank Godtopus for Fountains of Wayne: who knew one would ever have a reason to visit Hackensack).

The rules are simple. The location must be named or referenced in an album title, song title or song lyric (you don’t have to like the song or the band). No made-up places (Los Angeles has about 200 motels called Hotel California) and no places named because of the song (Sally McLennane’s pub). Some people play for points: California, Chicago and San Francisco are just one-pointers because they feature in so many songs, while more difficult locations: Harper Valley or Clarksville are up in the 7-10 point categories (extra credit if you can figure out how to take the last train to get there).

My top destinations so far:

#1 The Chelsea Hotel
#2 The Casbah
#3 Soho, London (on a Rainy Night of course)
#4 Eton (I didn’t see any rifles)

And now it’s your turn. Where would Pajiban musical tourists go?


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Comments

Is the Soho a reference to the David Gray song "Soho Rain?"

Me? I just want to stand on a corner in Winslow, Arizona.

Posted by: Annie at April 1, 2009 3:50 PM

And by David Gray, I mean Jeff Finlin.

Posted by: Annie at April 1, 2009 3:51 PM

Sudbury Saturday Night - Stompin' Tom Connors

Not my particular taste but if you live anywhere near Northern Ontario, you've heard this song at least once.

Posted by: Jadine at April 1, 2009 3:52 PM

Per "London's Brilliant Parade" I went to Hungerford Bridge, but I didn't walk across it because it was all boarded up for repairs so I couldn't look for the answer that wasn't there in the water below. Major disappointment. I did visit Oxford Street, but didn't make it to the lions and tigers in Regents Park.

Walked past Capital Radio though and made sure to get a picture, though I didn't really get out of central London on foot or tube to see the Westway.

I was thrilled beyond measure to be riding on a train (from Liverpool) heaving on to Euston.

Oh and I called someone on a payphone in Manhattan to say that I was on 45 between 6th and Broadway. Of course she wasn't home and I had to leave a message.

(I also called someone from Golden Gate Park just to say "San Francisco....I was born there" in my Takei voice and he wasn't home. Yes, I go to both extremes)

Posted by: Jay at April 1, 2009 3:54 PM

Annie:

No. It's a reference to The Pogues' song "Rainy Night in Soho".

Posted by: PaddyDog at April 1, 2009 3:55 PM

Jackson Mississippi - Kid Rock

Posted by: Jadine at April 1, 2009 3:55 PM

(Paddy, do you have that superpowers teamup single they did with Nick Cave?)

Posted by: Jay at April 1, 2009 3:56 PM

New Orleans is Sinking and the Tragically Hip will save it.

Posted by: adminalinadingdong at April 1, 2009 3:56 PM

"I was thrilled beyond measure to be riding on a train (from Liverpool) heaving on to Euston."

Nice one!

Maybe I'd have "Tea in the Sahara" or something.

As for stuff I've already done, I am pretty drunk I've been drunk and wearing flip-flops on Fifth Avenue on many occasions.

Posted by: samantha t at April 1, 2009 3:58 PM

Paddy, in my dreams you and I tour the battlefied at Manassas while humming a duet of "Yankee Bayonet."

Who knew a love song between a rebel soldier and his widow could make me tear up every time I hear it?

Posted by: socalledonlycousins at April 1, 2009 3:58 PM

My woman from Tokyo, she's so good to me....

Posted by: Jadine at April 1, 2009 3:58 PM

Jay:
I have the EP with Nick Cave and Shane McGowan doing the best version of "It's a Wonderful World"

Posted by: PaddyDog at April 1, 2009 3:59 PM

Can we make a rule that when you reference a place you have to tell what song/artist/album it's from (preferably with the lyric if called for), for those of us nerds who'd like to make a list of possible destinations?

Posted by: tinmo at April 1, 2009 3:59 PM

"As for stuff I've already done, I am pretty sure I've been drunk and wearing flip-flops on Fifth Avenue on many occasions."

From Rufus Wainwright's "Poses", one of my favorite songs of all time.

Posted by: samantha t at April 1, 2009 4:00 PM

Socalled:

If I weren't already married....... (and if you weren't into hot blondes)

Posted by: PaddyDog at April 1, 2009 4:00 PM

Tinmo:

Chelsea Hotel #2 by Leonard Cohen
Rock the Casbah by The Clash
Rainy Night in Soho by The Pogues
Eton Rifles by The Jam

Posted by: PaddyDog at April 1, 2009 4:02 PM

Okay, okay:
"London's Brilliant Parade" by Elvis Costello (and the Attractions)

"Capital Radio" and "London's Burning" by The Clash

"London" by The Smiths

"My Own Way" by Duran Duran

"Star Trek IV" by Harve Bennett and Nicholas Meyer

Posted by: Jay at April 1, 2009 4:04 PM

Dude, I live in NYC, about 5 blocks from the Chelsea Hotel. I don't need to go anywhere. I got it all right here. Sometimes I don't go to no Mud Club or CBGB, when I ain't got time for that. During the summer I hitch a ride to Rockaway Beach. I dance with my Coney Island Baby.

I've fought the power in Bed-Stuy. I've run down to Union Square, to find what I'm gonna find there. I've Crossed 110th Street. I've smelt a Rose in Spanish Harlem. I've Seen the Girls in New York City. Gone down to Atlantic City to make out Under the Boardwalk. I've seen the Neon Lights on Broadway. I've Seen the Lights Go Out On Broadway. I Saw the Empire State Lay Low. I've ridden My Bike On 43rd Street. I've had a 10th Avenue Freeze Out. I've slept in Central Park After Dark. I've been to the Boogie Down Bronx. I've had Christmas Time in Hollis, Queens. Sometimes I was so lonesome I've found comfort from the whores on 10th avenue. I've seen the Words of the Prophets Written on the Tenement Halls.

I've gotten drunk with Patti Smith. I've smoked pot with David Peel. I've chased after Lou Reed. I've danced with small children to Dan Zanes. I've protest the loss of Coney Island with Cyndi Lauper.

Musical Tourism? Fuck that. I am New York City.

Posted by: Withnail at April 1, 2009 4:08 PM

OH! A bunch of us were all set to Ferry 'Cross The Mersey (Gerry and the Pacemakers) and friggin Chris had to take too long driving Jean around his old Liverpool haunts from university days and by the time they arrived at the dock it was too late and Susie and I had to get back to London.

CRUSHED!

Posted by: Jay at April 1, 2009 4:08 PM

I've been to the future, and it was murder.

Other than that, all the places in Whiskey in the Jar:
Kerry Mountain, Cork, Kilkenny, Killarney

Posted by: Steven Lloyd Wilson at April 1, 2009 4:08 PM

I've only seen the future, but boy it's rough.

Posted by: Jay at April 1, 2009 4:09 PM

I grew up in Toledo, Ohio, and we were only about 45 minutes-ish away from Detroit (depending on how much construction was being done on I-75 at the time).

I've seen the Hotel Yorba as referenced by The White Stripes, and I've been to 8 Mile Road.

Posted by: geekchicoho at April 1, 2009 4:14 PM

My above comment should make it clear that I have also seen much of Sufjan Stevens' "Michigan."

Posted by: geekchicoho at April 1, 2009 4:15 PM

(Panic in the Streets of) London

Indiana Wants Me (song sucks, but, damn it, I live there!)

What I have done:

Walkin' in Memphis

Sitting on the dock of the Bay

Chicago

Lookin' out my Back Door

Where the Boys Are

Shit, my brain isn't working....that's all I can come up with right now.....not with it enough to be clever like everybody else.


Posted by: dammitjanet at April 1, 2009 4:20 PM

"Blueberry Hill" by Fats Domino

I'm pretty sure that's a real place.

Posted by: rayliota at April 1, 2009 4:21 PM

Well, I 've never been Stuck in Lodi, but I drive through the one in Wisconsin on a fairly regular basis.

(All the Kids want to go to) Bay Beach (also in Wisconsin), and I've been there.

I'd be intersted in "living in Reseda" and taking a walk with the vampires on Ventura Boulevard (which I'd guess is close to the Ventura Highway.)

I'd head straight to Tuscany, but I think I'd skip the Harem.

Posted by: frumpiefox at April 1, 2009 4:26 PM

Growing up I was convinced that the Hotel California was actually the Hotel Del Coronado. So much so that I swore it was actually called the Hotel Del California. I don't know if this is because I grew up in San Diego, or if I was just a strange child. Probably both.

Posted by: seromi at April 1, 2009 4:28 PM

Paddy, I used to live in Chelsea. I love that hotel - the look of it.

I've only ever really thought of visiting Jim Morrison's grave, cheesy though it may be.

But if I went off Morrissey way, I suppose I'd check out Vauxhall.

Posted by: notCindy at April 1, 2009 4:31 PM

Seriously, I giggled like a little girl the first time I set foot in Jacksonville, NC. After listening to Jacksonville City Nights nonstop for about a year I had to complete that pilgrimage. "Oh Jacksonville, how you burn in my soul!"

Posted by: rayliota at April 1, 2009 4:33 PM

I Am - Kid Rock
"Have you seen the Northern Falls,
Or the Midwest seasons changing
A Montana storm
Or a warm Kentucky rain?"

Posted by: Jadine at April 1, 2009 4:33 PM

Mmm, also, Ani DiFranco's song "Subdivision" references Main St. in Buffalo, NY. It's one of my favorite songs of hers and since I'm from Buffalo, I listened to it once while driving the length of Main St. Yes, I am a complete dork.

Posted by: rayliota at April 1, 2009 4:37 PM

for spring break one year my then boyfriend and i visited every NYC spot they might be giants sing about in their song "new york city" from factory showroom.

i went to allen's bar in athens, ga because of the b-52's song, "the deadbeat club" from cosmic thing (they didn't have 25 cent beer). and i went to weaver d's (also in athens) because of r.e.m.'s magnificent album automatic for the people.


Posted by: kelley at April 1, 2009 4:39 PM

My uncle has a country place that no one knows about. He says it used to be a farm, before the motor law. And on Sundays I elude the 'Eyes' and hop the turbine freight, to fall outside the 'wire' where my white haired uncle waits.

I think Robert Goulet sang that or some shit.

No that was Red Ships of Spain, damnit!

Posted by: bucslim at April 1, 2009 4:47 PM

A word of warning to those of you that want to stand on the corner in Winslow, AZ.

As a resident of Northern Arizona, I live about an hour west of Winslow on I-40. I went there once. It had a statue of a guy with a guitar on the main corner in town. I say main corner because that was one of maybe 3 corners. That town has absolutely nothing going for it except for that song, and as such it consists entirely of the statue, a souvenir shop, a boring coffee shop, a hotel by the train tracks and about 150 abandoned buildings.

I feel bad for it, actually. In it's current state it will be a complete ghost town in under 50 years. Seriously, avoid it.

Anyways, the song was originally suppose to be about Flagstaff, AZ but Winslow fit better in the lyrics. Also it was a toyota, not a ford. Just sayin'...

Posted by: the_wakeful at April 1, 2009 4:51 PM

I've been to Nectar's (as immortalized by Phish), but otherwise all the song places I've hit are from Billy Joel's Downeaster Alexa, and that's just lame.

Posted by: elizabeth at April 1, 2009 4:51 PM

The inspiration for the B-52's "Love Shack" was on my Athens Banner-Herald newspaper route about a year after the song came out. It's in Bogart, GA. Yes, it really is set way back in the middle of a field, but no, they didn't take the paper....

Posted by: sansho1 at April 1, 2009 4:57 PM

Didn't Billy Joe McAllister jump off of some bridge somewhere?

Tallahoochie, Tallywhacker, Tallyinmycraker? Wally-One-Eye?

Posted by: bucslim at April 1, 2009 4:57 PM

Ok, I've never been there, but surely someone has been to Graceland.

Posted by: Jeni at April 1, 2009 4:58 PM

And that chick with one name said something about 'love for sale' in Key Largo, but I went there and never found any.

Posted by: bucslim at April 1, 2009 5:01 PM

I've never been to Graceland, but I've certainly been Under African Skies.

Posted by: TK at April 1, 2009 5:01 PM

Curious coincidence - Soho, London in the rain also works for "Werewolves of London". I love that song.

As for my hometown? The only reference (kind of) I can think of is "Four Strong Winds" by Neil Young. "Think I'll go out to Alberta
Weather's good there in the fall..." He's right - it's the best season out here.

Posted by: Treena at April 1, 2009 5:02 PM

bucslim - I think he jumped off of the Tallahachee(sp?) Bridge.

Posted by: Jeni at April 1, 2009 5:02 PM

I hear the rains down in Africa are nice at this time of year.

That was way too easy. I suck.

Posted by: admin at April 1, 2009 5:02 PM

I live in one of the locations mentioned in The Pretenders/Chrissie Hynde's "Back to Ohio" - Cuyahoga Falls.

Yep. I'm a winner. It's ok if you're jealous.

Posted by: Lainey at April 1, 2009 5:05 PM

"Mornington Crescent" by Belle and Sebastian would always become my earworm on the Northern line in London. I did sing it aloud once, when I took a bus from there one night after going to KoKo. It, surprisingly, never got old for the four months I was there and was surpassed in its seemingly endless ability to elicit amusement by the Picadilly line announcing "This train terminates at Cockfosters."

Posted by: foursweatervests at April 1, 2009 5:07 PM

"Have you ever seen... the beauty of... the hills of Carolina..., or the sweetness of the grass of Tennessee?"

-Lynyrd Skynyrd, "All I Can Do Is Write About It"

I could just reference "Sweet Home Alabama", but that's too obvious. If you haven't, you should check out more of Skynyrd's song catalog. They're a lot more than just "Freebird" and "Sweet Home Alabama".

Posted by: George at April 1, 2009 5:07 PM

Oh Lord, I'm stuck in Lodi again.

Posted by: cleverpeach at April 1, 2009 5:33 PM

I've been to Tuxedo Junction in Birmingham. Nothing there but a boarded up bulding with a historical marker outside. The city does sponsor a "Function at the Junction" every year, but I've never been. And I've never seen Stars Fall on Alabama, either.

Posted by: rlr260 at April 1, 2009 5:39 PM

My dad claims that he did actually get picked up in Winslow, AZ while hitch-hiking about the country. He also claims to have been arrested in all but five states in the contiguous US. I have my doubts regarding both claims.
For myself, the only thing I can think of is that I made a special trip to Portabello Road in London based on the movie Bedknobs and Broomsticks.

Posted by: Blonde Savant at April 1, 2009 5:41 PM

I'd like to visit the Hoover Factory "Five miles out of London on the Western Avenue" but I am, after 10 years, Anchored Down in Anchorage (though I don't love that song...)

Posted by: pugalug at April 1, 2009 5:42 PM

BlondeSavant:

I love that film. It is one of my "happy places" to go when it's on cable.

Posted by: PaddyDog at April 1, 2009 5:46 PM

Paddydog:
The people I dragged along were like, "Why the hell are we going all the way over here? Because of a musical?"
They shut up real quick when they saw the big kick ass street market though.

Posted by: Blonde Savant at April 1, 2009 5:50 PM

tokyo's not far enough from where i want to be today (bob schneider), though naming a city seems a bit broad for musical tourism... so how about:

Albert Hall, London (Day in the Life, Beatles)
Harolds Square (Bad Reputation, Freedy Johnston)
Macy's Day Parade (Green Day)

Posted by: aprileee at April 1, 2009 6:16 PM

Athens, Ga.

Posted by: bucdaddy at April 1, 2009 6:17 PM

On my California Coastline driving vacation last year I cued up the following:
1. "Down on Virginia & La Loma, where I got friends who care for me" Counting Crows, Perfect Blue Buildings (Berkeley, Ca)
2. Ryan Adams - Goodnight, Hollywood Blvd and La Cienega Just Smiled
3. Death Cab for Cutie - 405
4. Phantom Planet - California (while driving through Orange County)
5. Decemberists - California One
6. Pernice Brothers - PCH One

Posted by: david at April 1, 2009 6:17 PM

I love that dirty water. Aw, Boston, you're my home.

Posted by: TK at April 1, 2009 6:32 PM

Don't Go Back to Rockville... REM

Nope, never went back. God they used to be good.

Posted by: Mrs Smith at April 1, 2009 6:44 PM

Lainey, I grew up in Cuyahoga Falls, and was always inordinately proud that the Pretenders immortalized it in song:-) (Great town, much of my family is still there.)

Been to Cleveland, too - Cleveland Rocks! - plenty o' times.

I've been Back in the U.S.S.R., though it was Russia proper by then ('03). My kids were born in Novosibirsk.

Also been to Dublin's fair city and Derry as well (Back Home in Derry). Would love to see the Fields of Athenry one day.

Seems there should be tons of songs that reference Glasgow, but darned if I can think of any. It's a great town to hear live music, for sure. Does listening to Billy Connolly count? “The great thing about Glasgow is that if there's a nuclear attack it'll look exactly the same afterwards." I'm a great Craig Ferguson fan as well:-)

Posted by: angelbabe at April 1, 2009 7:03 PM

Oh my God, Mrs. Smith, I never thought of that one...I live ten minutes from Rockville, at least the Rockville in MD;-)

Posted by: angelbabe at April 1, 2009 7:04 PM

Aruba, Jamaica, Bermuda, Bahama, Key Largo, Montego.

Oh, yes.

I've actually been to Aruba already. Absolutely gorgeous.

Posted by: Phiggy at April 1, 2009 7:15 PM

The closest I came to musical tourism was going to Salzburg and hunting down sites where the Sound of Music was filmed. The best was the gazebo where Lisl and her boyfriend sang and danced.
Oh and Jim Morrison's grave, Mozart's birthplace, all that touristy stuff that choir geeks do in Europe.
Youth is indeed wasted on the young.

Posted by: lateformyfuneral at April 1, 2009 7:38 PM

Um, this seems a little Billy Joel heavy.

- In Allentown / Bethlehem visited the actual factories they closed down.

- Went to hear a friend's unsigned band in a bar on Bleeker St.

- I "got high in the rockies, under the evergreens." To the tune. Yes I did. Even wore a cool hat at an angle. Maybe I can be pres one day?

- Spent "weekends on the Jersey Shore" as a kid. Laughed about it when I hear the song. Went back for a weekend just because of the song.

- Took a long-time-since-sweetie to a catching up with each other dinner at one of the finest Italian restaurants in Ithica, on purpose and had them play the song on purpose.

- Walked 52nd street during the only time the city that never sleeps actually dozes - between 04:00 and 05:30. Then I went to sleep, and work up still there.

- Woke up more than once as my plane arrived in that same town, then laughed about it and played the tune - which I'd t-ed up because I knew I'd be waking up there.

- Yes, I did have "Breakfast at Tiffanys".

- I've driven down the hill into Scranton Pennsylvania immortalized in "50,000 Pounds of Bananas", playing the tune. Even did it with a trailer and not enough brakes once.

- And any more, whenever I get to up-State NY, I have to visit Syracuse, just to play "Rock Salt City."

I'm sure there's more that will come to me. I used to travel quite a bit for work. Music and lyrics turned out to be whimsical ways to pick something to do in the down time.

Posted by: BierceAmbrose at April 1, 2009 7:41 PM

I had to be in Buffalo last weekend for a sad affair.

I saw my mama on 12th and Grand.
And I seen her in a bar off of Harlem Road.

Posted by: Sean at April 1, 2009 8:02 PM

Your heart does not belong at 93rd and Park. Go back to Phoenix.

Posted by: Sean at April 1, 2009 8:04 PM

If you've any more questions, go and ask Lake Pontchartrain.

Posted by: Sean at April 1, 2009 8:08 PM

angelbabe, HIII!

Do you pronounce it like Chrissie does or the lazy way with only 2 syllables?

And I guess I could add "Moon over Parma", Scott Weiland's "Missing Cleveland", and Kent State University as memorialized in Neil Young's "Ohio".

Posted by: Lainey at April 1, 2009 8:16 PM

Hey wait, shouldn't this be about films?
I've been to the house from Run Lola Run and the bridge. I'd like to visit every street in the film as a way to explore Berlin, but last time I looked the interwebs don't have a comprehensive list and I think some of the streets are really obscure.

A friend of mine wanted to go to that place in America, where Rocky jumped off that staircase thingy, and jump off/up themselves (afraid I really can't remember the details). Their friends said they'd go with them but were afraid they'd be embarrassed. When they got to the staircase it was absolutely full of tourists emulating Rocky.

Posted by: ChrisD at April 1, 2009 8:18 PM

One of my very best moments ever was with my best girlfriends the day after my bachelorette party and the song "Lake Shore Drive" came on while we were on Lake Shore Drive. For a girl from small town IL it was great!

Posted by: wsapnin at April 1, 2009 8:27 PM

Actually, wsapnin, that reminds me - I have indeed driven down Lincoln Drive... while listening to "Lincoln Drive" by the Goats.

It's a kickass instrumental.

I've also driven through Sandusky (Uncle Tupelo).

Posted by: TK at April 1, 2009 8:32 PM

Hey Lainey, I've (oddly) almost always pronounced it with all four syllables - I was a young spelling geek, what can I say?! But more like Chrissie if I'm in a hurry.

It's great to hear of someone, other than folks I grew up with back when dinosaurs roamed the earth;-) living in the Falls. I love to go back - my mom and I take my kids to the Natatorium and down to Valley Vista Park. Can't wait til they're old enough to head to Blossom for a summer concert...best damned outdoor venue I've ever been to!

Posted by: angelbabe at April 1, 2009 8:42 PM

I've walked in Memphis. I've had Georgia on my mind, but have not been on the midnight train to Georgia.

I want to go to Santa Monica.

Posted by: Melody at April 1, 2009 9:08 PM

I mistyped, angelbabe. I meant lazy like Chrissie or with all of the syllables. I pronounce it the lazy way, but even lazier than Chrissie - it almost sounds like a cough - "caw-ga". She opened a vegan restaurant by Luigi's. Pricey, but very tasty.

I saw my first ever concert at Blossom. James Taylor. Yes, I was also around when the dinosaurs roamed the Falls...

Posted by: Lainey at April 1, 2009 9:51 PM

But what about R.E.M.'s "Cuyahoga", Lainey?


Oh and yes, I've been to "Can't Get There From Here"'s Philomath.

Not much there!

Posted by: Jay at April 1, 2009 10:07 PM

I've been driving up 85 in the kind of morning that lasts all afternoon. (I hate that my first comment here is referencing a John Mayer song. Am I going to be kicked out before I'm even through the door? Why, Georgia, Why?)

Posted by: hotpinklola at April 1, 2009 11:08 PM

Two! other Buffalo people - love it.

Broadway (Goo Goo Dolls) - a reference to the street in Buffalo, NOT NYC. One of my friends used to live there.

I've been Back in the U.S.S.R. on a trip to Moscow and St.Petersberg

And now that I live in the Bay State I regularly drive "the Turnpike from Stockbridge to Boston" from Sweet Baby James (James Taylor)

Posted by: katers at April 1, 2009 11:26 PM

38th & 8th - New York City.

I don't know if this ties in to the theme of the thread, exactly (or at all, for that matter), but last year I stayed in an awesome old hotel in San Antonio where Robert Johnson did the bulk of his recording way back in the day. Pretty cool.

Posted by: Mattfactor at April 1, 2009 11:49 PM

I've been to both Birmingham and Muscle Shoals, thank you very much Mr. Young. In fact, my Granny lives about 20 miles south of Muscle Shoals.

I don't know that there's any good Montana songs (my home state). I think Jimmy Buffet may have one?

Posted by: Quincy at April 2, 2009 12:39 AM

I'm with you, the_wakeful, on the pathetic hitchhiker statue on a corner in Winslow, Arizona. I was driving across the county a few years ago and happened to need gas around the time that Winslow appeared as the next exit -- I doubt I would have stopped otherwise. I think I have a picture of that statue somewhere; I remember thinking that it was extremely cheesy, with the dude looking kind of retarded slow with his thumb sticking out in the middle of town.

Oh and yes, I've been to "Can't Get There From Here"'s Philomath.

And maybe I've done two, if this is in fact a reference to Philomath, Oregon.

Posted by: Che Grovera at April 2, 2009 12:50 AM

1. Kokomo (it's off the Florida keys)
2. The Moon (if you fly me there)
3. Me (I mean, I've been to Paradise, but I've never been there)
4. England (Tori Amos's new single welcomes you there)
5. Paradise City (or, alternately, won't you please take me home?)

Posted by: The Pink Hulk at April 2, 2009 1:02 AM

Sean already brought it up: I've flown to Phoenix, but without having broken any hearts.

I drive through Marietta, Ohio on my way to/from college and nearly every time I think of Soul Coughing.

I've sent Postcards from Italy. I've been to Munich and Milano. Hell yeah, I remember Aurora.

I would love to be Alone in Kyoto, I want to see the Shadows of Salford, I don't know what I'd do if I saw over Glasgow (though I don't care for mega snakes), I want to know why Sao Paolo's bringing me down and what's wrong with Mississippi Goddamn, I'll see you at Rudy's (where you'll be very high), against everyone's advice I want to go to Big Sur, I want to wait for my man at Lexington 125, I want to know if New York really does care, and I want to see the Oslo Skyline.

Posted by: jecca at April 2, 2009 1:36 AM

Did you visit Fountains of Wayne in Wayne? It's redonkulous. I live maybe 10 minutes away and it's still alive and kicking; complete with the creepiest fucking Christmas set ups I've ever seen. Mickey Mouse has never looked so menacing.

Posted by: awesome_awesomeness at April 2, 2009 3:03 AM

1) The Land Down Under, Australia (I live here now, they handed me a vegemite sandwich and it took hours to get the taste out!)

2) Champs-Élysées (avec des fous) Paris, France Either Folk or NOFX

3) The Baby Universe (by whomever 野宮真貴 is from the game Katamari Damacy) You go into the baby universe apparently which must be a location somewhere It sounds cool doesn it? Also I got engaged during this song so it gets brownie points for that maybe falling into the baby universe is getting married. marriage is certainly a different world than the one I was used to before.

4) Easter Bank Holiday Parade (London) By the Real Tuesday Weld. I was there a month late.


Posted by: Gigi at April 2, 2009 6:21 AM

Oh, sorry Che, it's a town that barely exists in Georgia.

Posted by: Jay at April 2, 2009 6:39 AM

Not sure if these count:

- I once saw a Deadhead sticker on a Cadillac and spent the rest of the day singing "Boys of Summer."

- I have a photo of a guy in London painting a red door black, which I took because I thought perhaps he was channeling the Rolling Stones.

Posted by: Neon at April 2, 2009 8:20 AM

Props for this sentence that has me giggling aloud over here, PD:
"Multi-layered theories about the significance of the box of oatmeal on the shelf to the left of the shorter Klingon in scene 9, episode 20 of season 12"

Posted by: Neon at April 2, 2009 8:23 AM

Thanks Neon (I work with one of those people).

My hope with this comment diversiob was that I would finally find the holy grail of musical tourism: a person who could truthfully say "I shot a man in Reno just to watch him die".

Still haven't found that elusive mortal.

Posted by: PaddyDog at April 2, 2009 10:16 AM

1. Desolation Row
2. Highway 61
3. The Long And Winding Road
4. Highway To Hell
and that place in Memphis with the
gin-soaked bar-room queen...


Posted by: dirt monkey at April 2, 2009 10:23 AM

I always meant to light a torch and wave it for a new moon on a Monday, but never got around to it. Plus, I don't know where to buy a torch.

Posted by: Todd at April 2, 2009 10:30 AM

I spent a long afternoon/evening drinking in as many Vancouver pubs as I could that are mentioned in Spirit of the West's "The Crawl": The Troller in Horseshoe Bay, the Rusty Gull and the Queen's Cross, and then drunkenly arrived at the Raven in Deep Cove only to discover we'd missed last call.

I have danced and drank the night away in Caracas, Venezuela (The Hollies, "Caracas"), taken the Ferry Cross the Mersey (Gerry and the Pacemakers), and lurched back and forth in the buffet car of a train journeying north from Euston station (Spirit of the West, "Home for a Rest").

And the night before a short trip to Boston, I spent a lot of time wishing there wasn't that much ocean between Boston and St. John's, Newfoundland (Great Big Sea, "Boston and St. John's")

Posted by: Bee at April 2, 2009 11:37 AM

And what about FM radio's always number 1 in the top 500 countdown;
Led Zeppelin - Stairway to Heaven

and The Clash - London Calling

Posted by: Jadine at April 2, 2009 12:49 PM

Yes, as a matter of fact, I do know the way to San Jose—I grew up there.

Posted by: ariadne at April 2, 2009 9:07 PM





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