Songs to write Loving Wives stories to

Not for the specific narrative, but for the overall vibe, I sometimes think of Iceland's gloriously nihilistic Eurovision entry in 2019, Hatrið mun sigra (Hatred will prevail). A couple of alternative links below in case of broadcast rights issues (Eurovision wasn't licensed into the USA in 2019).


 
Mr Brightside is all about it.

Now I'm falling asleep and she's calling a cab
While he's having a smoke and she's taking a drag
Now they're going to bed and my stomach is sick
And it's all in my head, but she's touching his

Chest now, he takes off her
Dress now, let me go
And I just can't look, it's killing me
They're taking control

Jealousy, turning saints into the sea
Swimming through sick lullabies, choking on your alibis
But it's just the price I pay, destiny is calling me
Open up my eager eyes, 'cause I'm Mr. Brightside

 
At some point, I'll write a story to this, but will subvert it a bit by having it be someone who wanted to be the wife's lover watching and breaking in.


A former friend sent this to me. The subversion might be a touch "potential real life" influenced for me.
 
For scenes of sadness/despair:

For scenes of anger/rage:
 
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Just a song? That's beginner level. I'll do you a full album.

The only thing wrong with it is the title - it should just have been called 'We all hate each other'

The Chain is still one of my favorite songs of all time to write to; there's just something about the charged emotion of the song and knowing the context behind the band's internal conflicts while this entire album was written gives it an additional layer of meaning.

I don't go much into Loving Wives but I feel like this song captures some of the essence of at least some of the stories there? I love the original Joan Jett & The Blackhearts version but she joined Dolly Parton on this cover and I think it's honestly really good.

 
I doubt any of you know this band, but this one works


The lyrics to the final verse are

Well, you stormed out of my house, quarter after two
You stormed out of my house, quarter after two
Oh but seven minutes later, baby, I was loving your brother Lou
 
I doubt any of you know this band, but this one works


The lyrics to the final verse are
This is fantastic! What a sensational voice. It’s not easy to own the stage from behind an organ like that either, but she does it. Also that guitarist is perfect as well. Thanks for sharing.
 
The Chain is still one of my favorite songs of all time to write to; there's just something about the charged emotion of the song and knowing the context behind the band's internal conflicts while this entire album was written gives it an additional layer of meaning.

I don't go much into Loving Wives but I feel like this song captures some of the essence of at least some of the stories there? I love the original Joan Jett & The Blackhearts version but she joined Dolly Parton on this cover and I think it's honestly really good.

Just listened to that Joan / Dolly version and it’s great!
 
(Part 1 of 2)

One of Australia's best loved Christmas songs is 'How to make gravy', by Paul Kelly. It's a song about being apart at Christmas. In the song, a gaol inmate, Joe, is writing to his brother Dan about not being home for Christmas, asking Dan to take care of his family:

Hello Dan, it's Joe here, I hope you're keeping well
It's the 21st of December, and now they're ringing the last bells
If I get good behaviour, I'll be out of here by July
Won't you kiss my kids on Christmas Day, please don't let 'em cry for me


but then later in the song has a moment of paranoia about Dan and Joe's wife Rita:

And you'll dance with Rita, I know you really like her,
Just don't hold her too close, oh brother please don't stab me in the back
I didn't mean to say that, it's just my mind it plays up,
Multiplies each matter, turns imagination into fact
You know I love her badly, she's the one to save me,
I'm gonna make some gravy, I'm gonna taste the fat


 
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(Part 2 of 2)

Paul Kelly has just released a follow-up to 'How to make gravy', titled 'Rita wrote a letter', and it's a savage outcome. Joe's fears were well founded - Rita left him for his brother Dan, and Joe takes his own life. I don't think that it's going to be everybody's favourite Christmas song...

Rita wrote a letter
And this is what she had to say
She said, 'Joe I'm really sorry
But me and Dan, our love is here to stay
With the kids it's getting better
And now a little baby's on the way'

Oh, Rita wrote a letter
One you don't want to get from your wife
When Rita writes a letter
The pen is sharper than the knife
She said, 'Joe, I gave you good chances
But half a year turned into two
You could never hold your temper
And you always made it all about you'

Oh, the phone calls they started to dwindle
Once they moved further up the coast
Those silences that dragged on forever
I couldn't find the words I needed the most
One day I went to see an old friend
And I brought a little package home
For old times' sake sweet oblivion
But some things you shouldn't do alone


 
Song was too long, but had a Janis Joplin vibe going on. Great last line!
They were definitely a jam band in concert. The version of the song on the CD was only half the length of this video. I think she sees herself as a cross between Janis Joplin and the young Grace Slick. The only band from the millennium I have seen multiple times in concert.
 
The Chain is still one of my favorite songs of all time to write to; there's just something about the charged emotion of the song and knowing the context behind the band's internal conflicts while this entire album was written gives it an additional layer of meaning.

I don't go much into Loving Wives but I feel like this song captures some of the essence of at least some of the stories there? I love the original Joan Jett & The Blackhearts version but she joined Dolly Parton on this cover and I think it's honestly really good.

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I've stayed out of this thread due to all the videos, but this one seems to fit quite well:


Ruby Don't Take Your Love To Town
Kenny Rogers


You've painted up your lips and rolled and curled your tinted hair
Ruby, are you contemplating going out somewhere?
The shadow on the wall tells me the sun is going down

Oh, Ruby
Don't take your love to town

It wasn't me that started that old crazy Asian war
But I was proud to go and do my patriotic chore
And yes, it's true that I'm not the man I used to be

Oh, Ruby
I still need some company
 
They're both old songs, and more about the aftermath.


Sometimes people move on, sometimes they can't.

 
Not much into the whole cheating thing. I'm not smart enough to remember what I need to for one partner, much less two, or more.
AS for Springsteen favs, probably "Glory Days."
 
From The Counting Crows comes a song with a title that would make a great LW title: A Murder Of One.

Of course, it's not actually about murder. It's a guy singing to a woman trapped in an unhappy, unfulfilling relationship, telling her to stop wasting her life and step outside of it with him.

Lyrics:

Blue morning, blue morning,
Wrapped in strands of fist and bone
Curiosity, kitten
Doesn't have to mean you're on your own.
You can look outside your window,
He doesn't have to know.
We can talk a while, baby,
We can take it nice and slow.

All your life is such a shame, shame, shame
All your love is just a dream, dream, dream

Well, are you happy where you're sleeping?
Does he keep you safe and warm?
Does he tell you when you're sorry?
Does he tell you when you're wrong?
Well, I've been watching you for hours
It's been years since we were born
We were perfect when we started
I've been wondering where we've gone

All your life is such a shame, shame, shame
All your love is just a dream, dream, dream

Well, I dreamt I saw you walking
Up a hillside in the snow
Casting shadows on the winter sky
As you stood there counting crows

One for sorrow, two for joy
Three for girls, and four for boys
Five for silver, six for gold
Seven for a secret never to be told

But there's a bird that nests inside you
Sleeping underneath your skin
Yeah, when you open up your wings to speak
I wish you'd let me in

All your life is such a shame, shame, shame
All your love is just a dream, dream, dream
Open up your eyes,
you can see the flames, flames, flames
Of your wasted life,
you should be ashamed

Yeah, you don't want to waste your life, baby
You don't wanna waste your life now, darling

Change, change, change

I walk along these hillsides
In the summer 'neath the sunshine
I am feathered by the moonlight falling down on me

I said, I walk along these hillsides
In the summer 'neath the sunshine
I am feathered by the moonlight...

… Change, change, change

 
This is one I'm going to tackle eventually. I already have the opening lines written, but nothing else.

I like the idea of a husband's attempts to change a woman ("save her from herself and her bad choices") failing simply because she likes who she is and won't let him convince her that she's not the same person she was when they got married. (She is, she stressed her needs from the very beginning and he wanted to marry her anyway because he thought he could "undo the damage others had caused her" but she likes the way she feels when she's with other people, the only pain is from him and his pov.

And there will be no sex between the wife and anyone besides the husband. Her time with other people is spent in bondage for her own pleasure, not that of anyone else's. But those scenes will seem intimate enough to raise the question of where the line is drawn for cheating. If there's no sex and no emotional affection between the two people, but they individually get pleasure out of their respective roles and treat it as a transaction, did cheating happen? Particularly if it's a need being met that the husband refuses to meet?

Plus, I've been dying to play with an unreliable narrator. Bitter man who is reflecting on a failed marriage and trying to spin himself as the good guy trying to save her when he's been the only one causing her any hurt.

 
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