I’m always on the look out for a song to play into the night, so tonight I bring you the cover of the Jesus and Mary Chain track, Some Candy Talking, by Chris Whitley. Thinking my upcoming dream-time tonight I remembered Chris’s pining cover where his cries of wanting to “go down to the place tonight” reminded me of a thousand wasted and blasted needle dreams that the repentant ex junkie is subjected to upon occasion, Chris “talks to the filth” – cops for my non British-English bilingual conversant readers, he walks through doors, looking for that “candy talking”, that “stuff” with a passion usually reserved for romantic liaisons and particularly satisfying cups of tea.
Of course, Chris, like Patti, swore up and down that he never touched anything stronger than hard liquor. It is almost a conspiracy to make it seem like they both could put on that hard won junk-yard crown, and simultaneously never touch the damn stuff. Right. Oh yeah, and Keef only muscled the shit, he was not some durty mainliner. The shame and the guilt help no one, mystifying the shit never stopped some kid from rolling up his sleeve and deciding he, like Lou, wanted to ‘nullify his life” in some finger flipped to the rules of what you are meant to do with the precious life yer mama gave ya.
Here he is, Chris Whitley, taking us on a trip with the Jesus and the Mary Chain boys, round ye olde London towne…