26. Dignity – Deacon Blue

Deacon Blue first came to broad public attention in 1988, with the release of their debut album, Raintown, fortified by the re-release of the 1987 single, Dignity. Decades later, Threehundredsongs is still coming to terms with quite how wonderful Deacon Blue were. (And probably still are: remind me to make a note to check that.)

The cover of Deacon Blue's Single 'Dignity'

Dignity is the tale of an ageing yet irascible street sweeper, presumably in songwriter Ricky Ross’ home town of Glasgow:

There’s a man I meet, walks up our street
He’s a worker for the council
Has been twenty years
And he takes no lip off nobody
And litter off the gutter

The children call him Bogie

Bogie works away diligently, day after day, quietly saving his hard-earned pennies and planning his retirement:

He let me know a secret about the money in his kitty
He’s gonna buy a dinghy
Gonna call her Dignity

It goes without saying that the boat is a framing device for the character’s escapist dreams and a metaphor for freedom and, well, dignity, obviously:

And I’ll sail her up the west coast
Through villages and towns
I’ll be on my holidays
They’ll be doing the rounds
They’ll ask me how I got her I’ll say, “I saved my money”
They’ll say, “Isn’t she pretty? That ship called Dignity”

Here’s the original music video:

Looking back, it’s gratifying to think that while the UK charts were adrift on an endless ocean of Rick Astley, Mel & Kim, Pepsi & Shirley and a surplus of further Stock Aitken Waterman-produced lowest-common-denominator codswallop, genuine quality, truly original bands like Deacon Blue could still get a look in.

In fairness, I could have chosen any Deacon Blue song from this era. For example, When Will You (Make My Telephone Ring), also featured on Raintown, is as fine an example of mournful singalong blue-eyed soul as you could imagine emanating from Scotland, Wet Wet Wet notwithstanding.

Fergus Sings the Blues, from 1988’s follow-up album When the World Knows Your Name, begins with one of the greatest opening lines I can remember:

Fergus sings the blues
In bars of twelve or less

“Fergus Sings the Blues” – Deacon Blue

Any songwriter would be justifiably proud of that, and the fact that the joke might be lost on a few non-musos doesn’t compromise it.

Real Gone Kid, also from When the World Knows Your Name, is a paean to delightful serial muse Maria McKee, alongside whom Deacon Blue toured while she was in Lone Justice. That man Adam Duritz was similarly taken with her:

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
She said she’d like to meet a boy who looks like Elvis

“Round Here” – Counting Crows

Brian Fallon was clearly listening:

Maria came from Nashville with a suitcase in her hand
I always kinda sorta wished I looked like Elvis

“High Lonesome” – Gaslight Anthem

Anyway, we digress. Back to the matter in hand, Dignity. I’ve plumped for this song as it very much resonated with a teenage Threehundredsongs: trudging the streets of a northern town in the rain at the crack of dawn, diligently delivering the neighbourhood’s newspapers and saving my own scant pennies for an undetermined future meant I felt something of an affinity for old Bogie here.

The song takes an unexpected twist towards the end, with Ricky co-opting the narrative just to tell us about his fancy-pants holiday in, I guess, Turkey:

And I’m telling this story
In a faraway sea
Sipping down raki
And reading Maynard Keynes

Lucky you, Mr. Ross. Lucky you. But the redemption is there: even our narrator is dreaming of his own Dignity, if perhaps not the Scottish weather, and echoes Bogie’s own words:

And I’ll sail her up the west coast
Through villages and towns
I’ll be on my holidays
They’ll be doing the rounds

And I’m thinking how good it would be
To be here some day

On a ship called Dignity.


We’ve only touched on a few of the better-known singles here, but Deacon Blue’s back catalogue is a bit of a goldmine: still going strong, they released their eleventh studio album, Riding on the Tide of Love, in 2021; they continue to tour, and you can currently pre-order two forthcoming anthologies prior to their release in September 2023. These are the rather cleverly-named All the Old 45s, a singles collection; and You Can Have it All, a 14-CD boxset comprising every Deacon Blue album to date.

Artist: Deacon Blue
Album: Raintown
Writer: Ricky Ross
Producer: Jon Kelly
Released: March 1987; Columbia. Re-released and finally charted in 1988.

All lyrics © Ricky Ross/Deacon Blue except where noted.

25. Danko/Manuel – Jason Isbell & the 400 Unit

Poor old Richard Manuel. Not content with him being dead, songwriters keep rubbing it in by writing songs about how dead he is:

Richard Manuel is dead

“If I Could Give All My Love (Richard Manuel Is Dead)” – Counting Crows

Richard Manuel is dead

“Danko/Manuel” – Jason Isbell

There are probably more, but you get the point. At least Elton John didn’t name a kid after him, so there’s that.

Danko/Manuel is obviously Isbell’s tribute to Richard Manuel and Rick Danko—the latter also dead—of The Band. Jason wrote this during his tenure as one of the three writer-vocalist-guitarists in the mighty Drive By Truckers. That band were, and remain, a Southern Rock behemoth, but I guess that along the way, Jason felt a need to spread his wings, personally and professionally.

Jason opted out of the rock n’ roll lifestyle…

I ain’t living like I should
A little rest might do me good

…instead finding love and happiness sharing a nice big house in Nashville with the magnificent Amanda Shires, a beautiful baby girl named Mercy, and one of the most expensive guitars on the planet. And honing his art to become arguably the very finest living songwriter. But I’m repeating myself.

You can’t begrudge a man his sobriety, success and happiness, not least when he’s evidently worked so damn hard for it. But I can’t help missing the angry, sweaty, bloated, loud Jason giving it blood sweat and tears, if not more bodily fluids, on some of the earlier stuff.

Can you hear that singing, sounds like gold?
Maybe I can hear poor Richard from the grave
Singin’ where to reap and when to sow
When you found another home you have to leave

I’ve opted for this version, from a super-rare EP recorded live at Twist & Shout Records in Denver back in 2007, as it seems to hit a sweet spot between those two eras.

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Artist: Jason Isbell & the 400 Unit
Album: Live at Twist & Shout 11.16.07
Writer: Jason Isbell
Producer: Ian Hlatky
Released: 2008; New West Records

24. Anna Begins – Counting Crows

Anna Begins is possibly the greatest love song ever written. The album version sucks enormous ass, so that’s why we return, time and again, to this live, acoustic version from the Jools Holland show in…I don’t know. Before you were born, anyway.

I am not worried,
I am not overly concerned

Yes you are, Adam Duritz, and that’s the reason you wrote the song.

She’s talking in her sleep
It’s keeping me awake

Well, that’s what you get for falling in love with a woman. You can’t say you weren’t warned.

Maybe I should just snap her up in a butterfly net and just pin her down on a photograph album

I’m not ready for this sort of thing

You and me both, Adam. You and me both.

Artist: Counting Crows
Album: August and Everything After
Writer: Adam Duritz
Producer: T Bone Burnett
Released: 1993; Geffen

23. Get a Wriggle on – HENGE

Great to see some new stuff from HENGE.

Well, they have travelled from the far corners or the universe, and from billions of years in the past (or future: they’re non-committal about the specifics) to share their message of good will and sage advice to all humans, so it would be rude of us not to take a moment to appreciate the totally bonkers wisdom and lore of the mighty HENGE.

HENGE have been observing the humans from afar for some time now, and find it difficult to understand how a life form so “advanced” could be so hell-bent on destroying its own host planet:

Zpor: “We should warn them”
Anonymous spaceship minion: “They already know!”
Zpor: “We should warn them again!”

And warn us they do, setting the co-ordinates for Planet Earth, and travelling with great haste through time and space to a playground in a Manchester park, wherein they disguise themselves as small children, hoping to “blend in”. What could possibly go wrong.

This is rather urgent, humans, you don’t have the time to waste!
It’s critically important, humans, that you now proceed with haste!
It will not be long before the ice melts and the gas escapes!
A tipping point is coming, humans, when your ecosystem breaks!

A small but perfectly-groomed army of mini-HENGElings are recruited, and proceed to plant a modest amount of earth-vegetation, collect some litter, and summarily berate Barry Shitpeas for dropping yet more litter. Suitably chastened, he picks it up and scampers away to safety. A dance routine—clearly choreographed by the child performers’ dads—breaks out, and one rap later…

Better get a wriggle on!
Better get up!
Better get arse in gear!
Shoulda got a grip by now!
Shoulda woke up!
You should not dither here!

…the earth is presumably saved for another year or two.

Threehundredsongs was lucky enough to see HENGE live whilst at work a week or two ago—along with a thumping support slot from Elf Traps. Happy memories of hanging with my super pal and colleague Charlotte while we somehow dealt with a room full of several hundred earthling humans who were, to use the medical parlance, tripping balls.

It would be easy to dismiss HENGE as a novelty act, but no. This is important stuff, humans. We only have one planet (though HENGE apparently have several, which seems a little greedy). Get a wriggle on!

And hand me a bottle of that youngulisation serum, please.

Artist: HENGE
Album: Alpha Test 4
Writer: Zpor (Earthly pseudonym: Matthew Whitaker)
Producer: HENGE
Released: 2023; Cosmic Dross Records

21. Hollow Point – Chris Wood

Threehundredsongs is just home from work, having had a magical evening watching the magnificent Chris Wood.

This song is the tale of the brutal, cold-blooded murder of an innocent man, Mr. Jean Charles de Menezes. Murdered by those we trust to keep us all safe.

Just a Brazilian electrician

Hollow point was the ammunition

Jean Charles de Menezes died, aged just 27, on the 22nd of July, 2005. Cause of death: multiple gunshots to the head, in broad daylight, in front of hundreds of humans.

Threehundredsongs lived just three minutes from Jean Charles’ flat at the time. The number of occasions that we would have boarded the exact same bus; the exact same tube; experienced the same disappointment of pitching up at Brixton underground, only to find it closed. For security reasons! The irony! It could have been any of us, but

It was a gorgeous summer’s morning,
It was a gorgeous summer’s day
His cotton jacket was all he carried
As he walked out to face the day

The line about the jacket is apposite: the guy was not a security threat. Yet he was summarily executed, without trial, in a country that supposedly does not have the death penalty.

After the show I talked with Chris, himself concerned that he hadn’t played enough folk music for our little folk night. But we asked and talked and thought: what is folk music? Simply because the events happened in our lifetime, does that mean it isn’t folk?

No, it really does not.

Hopefully 200 or more years in the future people will still sing this song, paying tribute to an innocent man, murdered by the forces that are supposedly there to protect the innocent.

Artist: Chris Wood
Album: Handmade Life
Writer: Chris Wood
Producer: Unknown. See credits.
Released: 2010; R.U.F. Records

20. Birthday – The Sugarcubes

This is a beautiful song which raises more questions than it answers. This is Björk before she was Björk, but long after she was Björk. At this point, she was a Sugarcube, and this is one of their few songs not to be, shall we say, compromised by Einar’s sprechgesang. You ain’t Fred Schneider, mate.

Björk tells the tale of a young girl…

She lives in this house over there
Has her world outside it
Scrabbles in the earth with her fingers and her mouth
She’s five years old

She keeps spiders in her pocket.

She has one friend, he lives next door
They’re listening to the weather
He knows how many freckles she’s got
She scratches his beard

He’s got a chain of flowers
And sews a bird in her knickers

People read a lot more into this song than is necessary. It is a simple song about childhood and love and friendship.

Artist: The Sugarcubes
Album: Life’s Too Good
Writer: The Sugarcubes
Producer: Ray Shulman; Derek Birkett
Released: 1987; One Little Indian

19. Late for the Sky – Jackson Browne

It is with sadness that Threehundredsongs notes the loss of of the legendary musician, multi-instrumentalist and all-round good guy, Mr. David Lindley.

David’s contribution to our musical lore does not need to be retold here. But Martin Scorcese knew it. Not for nothing was David’s guitar solo, coming in after the tense, silent break in Jackson Browne’s Late for the Sky, used as the crushing moment in Taxi Driver. The moment when Travis Bickle finally breaks:

I’m not sure a finer guitar moment has ever been put to record.

How long have I been sleeping?
How long have I been drifting alone through the night?
How long have I been dreaming I could make it right?
If I closed my eyes and tried with all my might
To be the the one you need

Sometimes we all seem to close our eyes, yet we try and try again with all our might.

Artist: Jackson Browne
Album: Late for the Sky
Writer: Jackson Browne
Producer: Jackson Browne
Released: 1976; Asylum