Hopefully there isn't someone else whose name you can't recall laying next to you but if he/she is then let them in on the secret as well for we all need that shot of methadone whether it is proverbial or literal the morning after. So dig this song when you have a bit of a buzz or the next day after a very big one when the anxiety is building and you check your Amex account with one eye open, the sweats and shakes making it all the much more enjoyable. That Frank and Jesse finally learned to kill. War broke out between the states and they joined up with Quantrill. Two boys learned to rope and ride and be handy with a gun. He is part of that scene but, like myself, always had the feeling he would feel much more comfortable away from all the climbing and out west in the country or even in a Bukowski suite wasting away on the outskirts of Hollywood. On a small Missouri farm back when the West was young. And that is one thing I've always dug about the man who sat shotgun.
It was the perfect decompression after the social scene. I did, five more times over and we cruised back into town on 495 in and out of traffic after a sun drenched-Petrus infused weekend in various wheel's estates. what makes warren so spectacular is that you know he would do it all again. it was his fast living that brougt him to a premature death, and i think he knew that he would come to such an end. After it was over he stuccato-ly said "I like that song, you put it one again." he is the king of the kind of rock and roll that skips past the sex and drugs and goes prematurely to the consequences of a rock and roll lifestyle. Though he has lived in the states for quite some time his speech is somewhat broken English with the other seven languages he speaks thrown into the mix. We were driving back from a weekend in the Hamptons, his girlfriend passed out in the back seat and my iPod on random, Carmelita came on and he was instantly transfixed with the tune. E B7 And Im all strung out on heroin, E on the outskirts of town. And Im there with her in Ensenada, E when Im here in Echo Park E A Carmelita, hold me tighter, E A I think Im sinking down. Dance, techno, maybe some Pink Floyd and Tom Petty.strange combination for sure. Carmelita chords Warren Zevon A E 2x A E I hear mariachi static on the radio, B7 and the tubes they glow in the dark.
I think the best testament to this song was a drive I had a month ago with a very good friend who listens to bullshit music. In some ways this song (though I've never reached out to the junk) reflects the jones and the creepingly horrible sensation of wandering around looking for your next fix. Having a few buddies who battled with addiction I find it always striking to listen to a man write a song about heroin. I feel as though I beat that horse to death, like Springsteen I can listen and write about George Jones for years upon years.Ĭarmelita has one of the smoothest gut string guitar solos in history breaking up the somewhat drole and depressing lyrics. I write this in a strange mood for I usually listen to the song while writing, however now George Jones and Tammy Wynette are on, their best album "Golden Ring".