Aldrich's albums are usually pretty , easy listening,but if you haven't heard one, it's worth spending up to three bucks to own your own little bit of authentic 60s experience. Not the Haight-Ashbury-Woodstock-Jimi Hendrix kind of experience, but the experience most people had. What he produced entertained millions, although obviously not cutting edge music. Put on Ronnie's take on "Music to Watch Girls By" and you can imagine yourself strolling down the aisle at the A&P or shopping for school clothes at J.C. Penney. Or riding an elevator to your dad's office. Or waiting at the Omaha Airport. Who needs Eastern philosophy to get blissed out?
Born at Erith , Kent, U K, 15th February 1916, educated in Folkestone and proved musically talented as he learnt to play the piano aged only 3 !!! After his musical career he retired to the Isle of Man, where he died, from prostate cancer, aged 77, on the 30th September 1993.
Killing Me Softly
Ronnie Aldrich Lyrics
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Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
And he just kept on singing, singing clear and strong
Strumming my pain with his fingers
Singing my life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
He was strumming my pain, yeah, he was singing my life
Killing me softly with his song
Killing me softly with his song
Telling my whole life with his words
Killing me softly with his song
With his song
The lyrics to Ronnie Aldrich's song "Killing Me Softly With His Song" talk about the power of music to affect us deeply, emotionally and how the singer has heard a song sung by a young boy that moved her profoundly. The song evokes the feelings and emotions that the singer is experiencing and expresses how the lyrics are telling her whole life story. The singer may have had a difficult past, a sense of isolation, and despair, and it is the song that has given her some solace and an emotional release. The young boy is not just singing a song, but he is also playing the chords with his fingers, adding to the meaning and the emotional weight of the song.
The lyrics capture the intensity of the moment, and the singer feels as if the boy is singing directly to her, and it almost feels as if he is reading her innermost thoughts. The singer is so overwhelmed by the moment that she feels a physical reaction and is flushed with fever. It is an experience of being seen and heard and understood, and the singer is grateful for it, even if it is painful. The song affects her on a personal level, and she feels as if the young boy has shared her story with the world.
Line by Line Meaning
Strumming my pain with his fingers
He's playing his guitar and the way he plays it makes me feel the pain I'm going through.
Singing my life with his words
The lyrics that he sings resonate with my life and my feelings.
Killing me softly with his song
His song is piercing my heart in a way that is both beautiful and painful.
Telling my whole life with his words
The lyrics reveal my story - my past, my present, my struggles and my dreams.
I heard he sang a good song, I heard he had a style
I heard about this guy who sings really well and has his own unique way of doing it.
And so I came to see him to listen for a while
Curiosity drew me to see him perform, I wanted to hear this captivating voice for myself.
And there he was this young boy, a stranger to my eyes
He was there, onstage, and yet to me he was a stranger, someone whose music was yet to weave its magic on me.
I felt all flushed with fever, embarrassed by the crowd
The intensity of his music overwhelmed me, and I felt a little embarrassed that it was affecting me so much in front of everyone else.
I felt he found my letters and read each one out loud
His singing felt so personal to me that it was as if he had found and read out loud all of the intimate letters I had ever written.
I prayed that he would finish but he just kept right on
I was yearning for some relief from the emotional rollercoaster but he just kept pulling me deeper into it.
He sang as if he knew me in all my dark despair
His singing had a way of completely penetrating me, to the extent that it felt like he knew the deepest, darkest parts of my soul.
And then he looked right through me as if I wasn't there
Despite the intimate connection that his music had forged between us, it almost seemed like he was oblivious to my presence and lost in his own art.
And he just kept on singing, singing clear and strong
Regardless of everything, he just kept on singing, his voice ringing clear through the air and strengthening his emotional connection with me.
He was strumming my pain, yeah, he was singing my life
His music was resonating with the pain I was feeling inside, and the lyrics seemed to tell my story in a way that I never could.
With his song
With his music.
Lyrics © TuneCore Inc., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Norman Gimbel, Charles Fox
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