The new Billy Bragg song uses the word “autodidact”, which I’m gonna go out on a limb and say is the only use of the word in a popular music track (by some definition of popular music track).
Does the dope agree with me on this? What other examples of this are there? Assuming “scrabble rules” (no made up words, or proper nouns) what unique words have you found in pop music lyrics?
“Homo Erectus” - australopithecine
“They Ain’t Makin’ Jews Like Jesus Anymore” - ethnocentric racist
“We Reserve the Right to Refuse Service to You” - Boruch atoh Adonoi
Our minister named her new-ish daughter Elenore, so of course I have to sing a snippet of the Turtles song to her.
Elenore, gee, I think you’re swell
And you really do me well
You’re my pride and joy, et cetera …
Here’s a fun video, the falsettos at the end are worth the price of admission. So weird to see Howard Kaylan as a normal person… I’ve mostly seen him and Mark Volman as Flo & Eddie or with Frank Zappa (so cool that they got to be Mothers!).
I got a part-time job at my father’s carpet store,
Laying tackless stripping and housewives by the score.
I loaded up their furniture and took it to Spokane,
And auctioned off every last naugahyde divan.
The first Jens Lekman song I ever heard was “Postcard to Nina”, where he’s freaking out when a lesbian friend takes him to a dinner with her (German, very Catholic) father, and he finds out she told him that Lens was her serious boyfriend.
But Nina I can’t be your boyfriend, so you can stay with your girlfriend. Your father is emailing me all the time, he says he just wants to say hi… I send back Out-Of-Office Auto-Replies.
Honest question; is Spokane properly pronounced “spo kan”? I actually can’t remember if I’ve ever heard it said out loud. Either way, naugahyde is a good one!
If for unusual we accept archaic, Tom Waits is a goldmine. In Tom Traubert’s Blues (Four
Sheets To The Wind In Copenhagen) he has the line “And my Stacys are soaking wet”, where I believe “Stacys” are his footwear.
In the song “November” Tom pens:
With my hair slicked back
With carrion shellac
With the blood from a pheasant
And the bone from a hare
Tied to the branches
Of a roebuck stag
Left to wave in the timber
Like a buck shot flag
There are enough lapsed Catholics in the rock and roll business for this not be the only use of this word (I can’t think of which song but I’d be surprised if The Hold Steady don’t mention it, its a pretty common theme in their stuff along with getting wasted).