Remembering Lost Songs!
Mink DeVille - Slow Drain
Little Miss Tragedy is so misunderstood
She can hear you sniff a whip of a bad drugs a hundred yards away
And if she gets, you cornered she won't be satisfied, no she won't
And everything around her just seems to fly apart
But it has nobody to blame, nobody but yourself of being pulled in again
Into a slow drain, a slow drain.
Mr. West Coast dealer he wants a front for you, yes I do, yes I do
And being so experienced and all, he knows just what to do
He says: 'You must be tired of the street, my friend, here's a place for you to rest'
And the price is never mentioned utill he gets your best
Always stop listening, nobody to blame
Nobody but yourself of being pulled in again
Into a slow drain, a slow drain.
So you're new in town, you wanna meet some fans
They're all fresh hookers warming or pressing you in a doing thing
And if they get you cornered, they'd be coming 'round again and that's for shure
And everything they touch just seems to waste away
Always stop listening, nobody to blame
Nobody but yourself of being pushed in again
Into a slow drain, a slow drain
Slow drain, slow drain
Slow drain, slow drain
Hang you 'till you dry.
Today's Lost Song is a track by Mink DeVille called Slow Drain. It just might be the best song about drug addiction I've ever come across.
Listening to this track off of Mink DeVille's Le Chat Bleu album always sparks the memories I have of meeting both Willey De Ville. In 1978, I was working in a studio with the Freelance Vandals and as it turned out, Mink De Ville were in an adjacent studio working on their second album, Return To Magenta. One afternoon, I happened to strike up a conversation with Willie De Ville in the hallway. We were both taking a break from cutting some vocals. I know Willie struggled with drug addiction throughout his life but as we stood there talking about the rigors of working in the studio, he struck me as a down to earth guy.
