Coming to prominence in the 1920s as an inventive trumpet and cornet player, Armstrong was a foundational influence in jazz, shifting the focus of the music from collective improvisation to solo performance. With his instantly-recognizable gravelly voice, Armstrong was also an influential singer, demonstrating great dexterity as an improviser, bending the lyrics and melody of a song for expressive purposes. He was also skilled at scat singing (vocalizing using sounds and syllables instead of actual lyrics).
Renowned for his charismatic stage presence and voice almost as much as for his trumpet-playing, Armstrong's influence extends well beyond jazz music, and by the end of his career in the 1960s, he was widely regarded as a profound influence on popular music in general. Armstrong was one of the first truly popular African-American entertainers to "cross over", whose skin-color was secondary to his music in an America that was severely racially divided. He rarely publicly politicized his race, often to the dismay of fellow African-Americans, but took a well-publicized stand for desegregation during the Little Rock Crisis. His artistry and personality allowed him socially acceptable access to the upper echelons of American society that were highly restricted for a black man.
Armstrong was born and brought up in New Orleans, a culturally diverse town with a unique musical mix of creole, ragtime, marching bands, and blues. Although from an early age he was able to play music professionally, he didn't travel far from New Orleans until 1922, when he went to Chicago to join his mentor, King Oliver. Oliver's band played primitive jazz, a hotter style of ragtime, with looser rhythms and more improvisation, and Armstrong's role was mostly backing. Slow to promote himself, he was eventually persuaded by his wife Lil Hardin to leave Oliver, and In 1924 he went to New York to join the Fletcher Henderson Orchestra. At the time, there were a few other artists using the rhythmic innovations of the New Orleans style, but none did it with the energy and brilliance of Armstrong, and he quickly became a sensation among New York musicians. Back in Chicago in 1925, he made his first recordings with his own group, Louis Armstrong and his Hot Five, and these became not only popular hits but also models for the first generation of jazz musicians, trumpeters or otherwise.
Other hits followed through the twenties and thirties, as well as troubles: crooked managers, lip injuries, mob entanglements, failed big-band ventures. As jazz styles changed, though, musical purists never lost any respect for him -- although they were sometimes irritated by his hammy onstage persona. Around the late forties, with the help of a good manager, Armstrong's business affairs finally stablilized, and he began to be seen as an elder statesman of American popular entertainment, appearing in Hollywood films, touring Asia and Europe, and dislodging The Beatles from the number-one position with Hello Dolly". Today many people may know him as a singer (a good one), but as Miles Davis said: “You can’t play nothing on modern trumpet that doesn’t come from him."
The 62-year-old Armstrong became the oldest act to top the US charts when "Hello Dolly" reached #1 in 1964. Four years later Satchmo also became the oldest artist to record a UK #1, when "What a Wonderful World" hit the top spot.
You won t be satisfied
Louis Armstrong Lyrics
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You're never satisfied until the teardrops start
I tried to shower you with love and kisses
But all I ever get from you is naggin' and braggin'
My poor heart is saggin'
The way you toss my heart around's a cryin' shame
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if I did the same
Oh, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart
No, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart
You're never satisfied until the teardrops start
I tried to shower you with love and kisses, baby
All I ever get from you is naggin' and braggin'
My poor heart is saggin'
The way you toss my heart around's, is a cryin' shame
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if I did the same
You're only happy tearin' all my dreams apart
Babe, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart
The way you toss my heart around's a cryin' shame
(Oh, yes)
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if I did the same
You only tearing all my little dreams apart
Oh, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart
The lyrics of Louis Armstrong's song "You Won't Be Satisfied" express the frustration and pain of a man who is in a relationship with a woman who always finds fault with him and seems to take pleasure in breaking his heart. The song is a poignant portrayal of a relationship that is fraught with conflict and dissatisfaction, with the man trying his best to please the woman, but feeling like his efforts are in vain. The repetitive refrain, "You won't be satisfied until you break my heart", drives home the message that the woman is impossible to please and that the man is doomed to suffer as a result.
The lyrics are simple, but they are delivered with heartfelt emotion by Armstrong, whose distinctive voice and distinctive phrasing make the song memorable. The song's melody is catchy and has a jazzy, swinging feel, with a prominent trumpet part that reflects Armstrong's virtuosity as a musician. The song was written by Freddy James and Larry Stock and was first recorded by Armstrong in 1946, with Sy Oliver and his Orchestra providing the accompaniment. The song became a hit and has since been covered by numerous artists.
Line by Line Meaning
Oh, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart
You desire to hurt me emotionally and will not stop until you achieve your goal.
You're never satisfied until the teardrops start
You take pleasure in seeing me sad and heartbroken.
I tried to shower you with love and kisses
I made an effort to show you affection and care.
But all I ever get from you is naggin' and braggin'
Despite my efforts, all you do is complain and boast about yourself.
My poor heart is saggin'
You have caused me great emotional pain and my heart is heavy.
The way you toss my heart around's a cryin' shame
Your actions of toying with my emotions is a sad and regretful situation.
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if I did the same
You would not appreciate it if I treated you the same way you treat me.
You're only happy tearin' all my dreams apart
You find joy in destroying my hopes and aspirations.
No, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart
You will not stop until you have caused me immense emotional pain.
Babe, you won't be satisfied until you break my heart
You will continue to hurt me until I am completely broken.
You only tearing all my little dreams apart
Your actions of destroying my dreams are hurting me deeply.
Lyrics © Warner/Chappell Music, Inc., MEMORY LANE MUSIC GROUP
Written by: TEDDY POWELL, LARRY STOCK
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@Louise-kz3zs
Lyrics:
You won't be satisfied until you break my heart
You're never satisfied until the teardrops start
I tried to shower you with lovin' kisses
But all i ever get from you is naggin' & braggin',
My poor heart is raggin'
The way you toss my heart around's a cryin' shame
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if i did the same
You're only happy tearin' all my dreams apart
You won't be satisfied until you break my heart
The way you toss my heart around's a cryin' shame
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if i did the same
You're only happy tearin' all of my dreams apart
Unless you hurt me and you'd know that i'd cried
It doesn't seem as though you'll ever be satisfied
@aimeehansen9496
I found this song from a letter my grandfather wrote to my grandma in 1946. He said “have you heard this new song? I think it’s very good” ❤️
@whiterook8022
❤️
@keishazigames8615
🙂
@michaelbarat3212
Your grandfather was right.
@moony3890
Lucky Hank!!
@enad34
Lucky hank
Thanks for introducing us to this masterpiece
@carmenontong6857
This song, and the way they sing it...timeless and great!
@XotoriD4rak
I love this so much
@giacomomartinelli7359
Wonderful!!!
@Louise-kz3zs
Lyrics:
You won't be satisfied until you break my heart
You're never satisfied until the teardrops start
I tried to shower you with lovin' kisses
But all i ever get from you is naggin' & braggin',
My poor heart is raggin'
The way you toss my heart around's a cryin' shame
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if i did the same
You're only happy tearin' all my dreams apart
You won't be satisfied until you break my heart
The way you toss my heart around's a cryin' shame
I'll bet you wouldn't like it if i did the same
You're only happy tearin' all of my dreams apart
Unless you hurt me and you'd know that i'd cried
It doesn't seem as though you'll ever be satisfied