Something for the blues stringers out there...

"I’m a Jukebox in an iPod Nano World Blues"

Well I’m a jukebox, baby
I use AC for to play
Yes I’m a jukebox, baby
I use AC for to play
I don’t have too many selections
But I spin ‘em all through the day.

I need oil in my workings
Oh yeah I need some tender loving care
You see I need you to lay some lube on my workings
Cause that cuts down on my wear and tear
I’m a mechanical marvel baby
Just so long as you treat me fair.

Some fellas got themselves a Nano.
It’s the size of a stick o’ gum.
His gal holds it ‘tween two fingers.
How can that be any fun!?

Well I’m a jukebox, baby
I use AC for to play
I don’t have too many selections
But I’ll spin ‘em all through the day.

I’m big as an industrial dryer, mama
Let me shake, rattle and roll
Yeah I’m big, proud and loud, honey
Even most of my light-bulbs will still glow
If size is what rocks you
I can pump the bass right to your soul.

Some ladies are proud of their Nanos
Apple’s got a marketing success
But don’t leave it where the dog can get it -
Chewed up, it’s a helluva mess!

Oh I’m a jukebox, baby
I use me some AC for to play
I don’t have that many selections
But I will spin ‘em all through the day.

People load up their Nanos
With thousands of mp3s
They download ‘em from the Internets
Without any liner notes; they get no artful sleeves
With so many songs playing on random
Do they learn the lyrics? Can they sing along with these?

I got eighty slots inside me
You got to pick the songs I play
Be very selective honey -
Put in records that make your day!

Yes I’m a jukebox, honey
I use AC for to play
I don’t have that many selections
But I spin ‘em all through the day.


I admit some of my records have seen some better days (who hasn’t?)
They got their pops and cracks and scratches
They might skip (and skip and skip and skip…)
‘Til your last nerve starts to fray
But when you compare that to digital resolution
My analog sound can make your hips sway

Now if all this new technology
Has got you on the run
If you were OK with CDs
…you may even have burned some
Then leave that Nano in your gym bag
Bring your stack o’ wax, we’ll have some retro fun.

Well I’m a jukebox, baby
I use AC for to play
Yes I’m a jukebox, baby
I use AC for to play
Now records may be out of fashion
But what’s so wrong with nostalgia anyway?

(Thanks to Dana Jae, for that “stick ‘o gum/industrial dryer” contrast!)