Tuesday, December 05, 2006

What The Hell?

For the past month I've been expanding my music collection to include more girl group's from the 60's. It started with getting the Phil Spector Anthology, "Back to Mono." I loaded up the album's on iTunes and hit play. I began straightening the apartment and doing some cleaning. Songs like "To Know Him is To Love Him," "There's No Other Like My Baby," "Uptown," and "He's Sure the Boy I Love" played. Mid-dusting a song I'd never heard came on. It was definitely a sad song, but it was something about it felt like a kiss. Then I listened more intently to the lyrics. These are the lyrics:

(Gerry Goffin / Carole King)
The Crystals

He hit me
And it felt like a kiss.
He hit me
But it didn't hurt me.

He couldn't stand to hear me say
That I'd been with someone new,
And when I told him I had been untrue

He hit me
And it felt like a kiss.
He hit me
And I knew he loved me.

If he didn't care for me
I could have never made him mad
But he hit me,
And I was glad.

(instrumental break)

Yes, he hit me
And it felt like a kiss.
He hit me
And I knew I loved him.
And then he took me in his arms
With all the tenderness there is,
And when he kissed me,
He made me his.

Now listen to it.

What the hell, Carole King? With the dirge like music and the emotionless singing of the chorus results in a really creepy song. This lead to me researching to find the reason behind the song. I found this in Wikipedia.


Jaime said...


Adam said...

Make sure you add some Dusty Springfield to the collection. Granted, not a group, but she's the original diva and the premier female artist of that era.

Just my .02.

Anne Marie said...

Brad, this post is depressing the hell out of me. Post again so I don't have to be reminded of abuse every time I visit your blog!