Final Song

Brits were polled recently on which song they’d like to hear in their dying moments, and oy vey:

…and all I have to say is:  FFS.

  1. Having Sinatra bellowing his out-of-tune signature song would only hasten my demise by making me roar in rage and pain.  Fucking hell, imagine taking that noise with you into eternity.
  2. Ditto Whitney Houston’s braying version of that lovely Dolly Parton lament.  (I might just accept Dolly’s version, though.)
  3. I love me some Tina Turner, but not Simply The Best.
  4. Ditto Judy Garland, but not the syrupy Over The Rainbow.
  5. And being on my deathbed can hardly be called “having fun”, unless Salma Hayek has granted my dying wish.
  6. I don’t believe in angels, even when sung by Abba.
  7. Finally a song I could listen to without bellowing in rage.  Sing it to me, Satchmo.  It would be my 1b). choice.
  8. I don’t know Beautiful, so no comment.
  9. Hmmmm a Beatles song… not Hey Jude;  shuffling off the mortal coil with “Na na na nana na na” ringing in your ears would be just an unspeakable prospect.
  10. Okay, I wouldn’t mind a Queen song, just not that one.  Depending on my mood, I could do Bohemian Rhapsody (or Fat-Bottomed Girls, so I could leave with a smile on my face).

Actually, the last song I’d like to hear is September Song.  And yes, Willie’s version.  I can think of no better way to slide into oblivion — and if I could be greedy, his entire Stardust  album.

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    1. YES! “The Parting Glass” is in all my papers and I’ve told everyone that I want that for my final song. It reminds me of my dad. I have also set aside an Irish whisky fund (if I save enough, some 15-year old Redbreast or 16-year old Bushmills would be nice.) If you’re going to play the song, you had best be sure they’re not drinking Scotch. When the Irish runs out, everybody can move on to Jack or Cuervo.

  1. Willie’s version of September Song is an excellent choice — the album was produced by none other than the multi-talented Booker T. Jones.

  2. I’ve already picked my funeral music – and It would be fine to be my parting music too:
    Kashmir
    In my Time of Dying
    In the Garden

    LZ’s Physical Graffiti is my favorite album of all time, hands down.

    And “In the Garden” is simply the most beautiful hymn. And it is where I expect to be. I have no fear of shuffling off this mortal coil; the future is far better. I just want to go in a meaningful way, not simply simpering and doddering off in old age.

    In the meantime, of course, we have some cool old WWII guns to shoot. Oct. 14, El Dorado Kansas.

  3. One of these 2 choices:

    Wayfaring Stranger — this performance recorded by a friend of mine, honoring his brother.
    This song was covered by everybody from Dolly Parton to Ed Sheeran. Even though I’m not a believer, it is a song full of hope for what comes next.

    Alternatively, the Dies Irae from Verdi’s Requiem. If you want to go out with the end of the world.

  4. Kashmir – good shout. Dont know LZ (before my time, ahem) but it was sampled in the film Blade.

    I’m going to be greedy. As I come in, having been unloaded from a glass carriage drawn by two plumed black horses, I want ‘I was only joking’ , Rod Steward – first part.

    As I trundle behind the curtain, well, it will be Jerusalem of course.

    Then when everyone’s filing out, I want the last part of I was only joking, where it says

    Quietly now while I turn a page
    Act one is over without costume change
    The principal would like to leave the stage
    The crowd don’t understand

    There won’t be a dry eye in the house!

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