… Read Full Bio ↴Blossom Dearie (1924-2009) was an American jazz singer and pianist.
Born on 28th April 1924 in East Durham, New York, of mixed Scottish and Norwegian ancestry, Dearie began her career in vocal groups in New York. In the early 1950s she moved to Paris, forming her own vocal group, The Blue Stars, later to become the Swingle Singers.
After signing to Verve, Dearie returned to the U.S. where, despite developing a successful career and achieving international fame, by 1974 the lack of interest from major labels led her to start her own label, Daffodil Records. She continued performing into her eighties.
Blossom Dearie died on 7th February 2009, at her apartment in Greenwich Village, New York City
Confession
Blossom Dearie Lyrics
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Oh, isn't that a shame?
I never kissed a man before
Before I knew his name
I never had a taste for wine
Oh, isn't that a sin?
I never had a taste for wine
It's nice as nice can be
My faith is at last restored
To find that vice can be its own reward
I always go to bed at ten
Oh, isn't that a bore?
I always go to bed at ten
But I go home at four
I never kissed a man before
Before I knew his name
I never had a taste for wine
For wine can't compare with gin
It's nice as nice can be
My faith is at last restored
To find that vice can be its own reward
I always go to bed at ten
Oh, isn't that a bore?
I always go to bed at ten
But I go home at four
Blossom Dearie's song "Confession" is a playful and risqué tune that subtly explores the singer's sexual awakening and experimentation. The opening line, "I never kissed a man before / Oh, isn't that a shame?" immediately establishes the tone of the song as one of tongue-in-cheek confession. The singer continues, revealing that her sexual inexperience was not a result of prudishness or lack of opportunity, but rather that she had simply never kissed a man before meeting the object of her desire.
The second verse, "I never had a taste for wine / Oh, isn't that a sin? / I never had a taste for wine / For wine can't compare with gin" similarly uses alcohol as a metaphor for the singer's sexual preferences. By rejecting wine in favor of gin, the singer suggests that she has a taste for something stronger and more potent. The final verse, "I always go to bed at ten / Oh, isn't that a bore? / I always go to bed at ten / And then, I go home at four" reveals the singer's promiscuity and hints at her willingness to experiment sexually.
Overall, "Confession" is a fun and flirtatious song that uses clever wordplay and innuendo to explore the singer's sexual awakening. It's a perfect example of Blossom Dearie's unique musical style and playful lyrical prowess.
Line by Line Meaning
I never kissed a man before
I have never experienced romance or intimately kissed any man before
Oh, isn't that a shame?
Is it not considered a burden or disadvantage?
Before I knew his name
Without being totally acquainted, I had already made a physical connection with a man
I never had a taste for wine
I never preferred wine or partook in it regularly
Oh, isn't that a sin?
Is it not considered wrong or offensive to some people?
For wine can't compare with gin
Because of the high alcohol content, wine cannot be equated with gin. Gin is more appealing to me
It's nice as nice can be
That experience was incredibly pleasurable, possibly even exceeding my expectations
My faith is at last restored
I now believe once again because of this experience
To find that vice can be
Surprisingly, bad habits can also bring rewards
Its own reward
The satisfaction or enjoyment derived from this vice is its own compensation
I always go to bed at ten
Going to bed is a frequent routine, I try to maintain a consistent sleeping schedule.
Oh, isn't that a bore?
Is it not dull or uninteresting?
And then, I go home at four
I leave four hours after going to bed because I don't sleep throughout the night
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Heather Collins
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