The Beatles started performing it as part of their live set at the Cavern Club in 1962 and also included it on one of their first albums. It started out however as the debut single for the Marvelettes and in late 1961 became the first Motown song to reach the No. 2 in the UK Singles Chart in 1975 with their version. Postman. Now this is a song I am very familiar with as one of my favourite duos, t he Carpenters, got to No. My friend the postman is the only person other than my family (and the blogging fraternity who very kindly take the time to read my posts) who knows of the journey I have been on over the last year, since deciding the world of the paperless office was not for me.Īs this blog always features a song or two, this would therefore seem like the perfect time to squeeze in something I have long wanted to include, Please Mr. To compensate I end up gibbering, telling him about everything that is going on in my life, but a nice little exchange all the same. I probably imagine it, but he makes me feel like a tardy teen who has been festering under the duvet, as opposed to a busy bee who has already put on a washing, tidied the kitchen, paid a few bills and checked the various email accounts.
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Problem is, once you log on for the day, the hours and minutes can whizz by and I sometimes find myself still in pyjamas when the doorbell rings, knowing full well it will be our smiling postman, with some parcel or other I have to sign for. This sounds ridiculous I know, but since giving up work last year I’ve been able to have a more laissez-faire attitude to becoming suited and booted by 8am every morning. The reason for this haste? – I didn’t want to embarrass myself in front of the postman! Well, as I sit down to start blogging for the first time in a couple of weeks, I feel a little nauseous – No, not at the thought of blogging, but because half and hour ago I had to leap out of bed and get ready to face the day at breakneck speed. Still in love with me, yeah Author Alyson Posted on ApApCategories 1960s songs, Burt Bacharach Tags A House Is Not A Home, Burt Bacharach, Please Mr Postman, The Marvelettes 14 Comments on Lost Mail and Trashed Houses: A Mini Rant (and A Couple of Great Songs) Sleepless Nights, “Please Mr. Still in love, so in love, still in love with me? It’s drivin’ me crazy to think that my baby Oh, please be there, sayin’ that you’re still in love with me, yeah I’m not meant to live alone, turn this house into a home Pretty little darling, have a heart, don’t let one mistake keep us apart When there’s no one there to hold you tightĪ room is still a room, oh, even when there’s nothin’ there but gloomīut a room is not a house and a house is not a home I shall return no doubt in a better frame of mind.Ī chair is still a chair, even when there’s no one sittin’ thereīut a chair is not a house and a house is not a home Everything will be resolved in due course I’m sure but goodness me, just so time-consuming (and less time for blogging). (Music clip the Carpenters version.)Īnyway, apologies for the mini-rant, but sometimes our blogs are the best place for such outpourings.
Between them they helped define the Motown sound in the 1960s. The song seems to have been written by a veritable committee but one of those committee members has a very familiar surname, Brian Holland, he who went on to write many of Motown’s hits during their peak hit-making period with his brother Eddie and Lamont Dozier.
As we all know, the hits from that label then kept on coming, but despite their early success The Marvelettes were soon eclipsed in popularity by their rivals The Supremes. These girls formed the very first successful all-female group and this song was the first No. This time let’s go way back in time to 1961 and listen to the original by The Marvelettes. Postman and I featured the versions by the Beatles and the Carpenters. In that last post I shared the song Please Mr.
Things have not been the same since he retired and although there is nothing he could have done about the missing international packages, I do think he might have been able to help with my current returns issue. When he retired there was an outpouring of good wishes on our local neighbourhood Facebook group and in some streets Happy Retirement banners were put up. At the time everyone seemed shocked I knew my postman so well and spent time shooting the breeze with him of a morning, but when he took on the job later in life he decided to approach it that way. I wrote about him around here once before, but our regular postman has sadly now retired. The recent cyber-attack affecting International Mail seriously impacted small businesses
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