Music Review: Blondie "Call Me"
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Call Me
Album: American Gigolo soundtrack
Year: 1980
Debbie Harry enjoys her rendevous with a male prostitute in the voluptuous “Call Me.”
Alluring synths open the single, setting a blue tone. In the first verse, she says he can talk to her if he’s depressed, angry, or content. He can take something of hers to remind him that she’s near and hang it in his car. She says she can relate to him. He doesn’t have to pretend or hide. She understands him.
In the chorus, she says she’s available to him anytime. They can discuss whatever he wants. She’s there for him.
In the second verse, she tells him they can cook a romantic dinner together; tasting the food in between hugs and kisses. They can make love afterwards. The touch of his skin upon her own thrills her and a sensation she wants to feel all the time. She longs to rid his him of any heartache and trouble. She’s not sure why she feels affection towards him. It only stands to reveal what she’s trying to conceal.
In the second chorus, she says they pop open the 1965 Merlot she has in the wine cabinet. She’s been saving it for a special occasion.
In the bridge, she sighs that he knows the right words to say. In French, she tells him to to call her.
An enraptured synth solo follows.
In the final section, Harry adds she would like to see him after he’s finished with other women. He can create a wonderful date for them, one she will always remember. He can use her as an excuse in case if he gets in trouble.
Harry has found her fantasy man. He likes romance and sweeping her off her feet. He stays around for only a little while, which is enough time for her to wish he could stay longer. He’s a gentleman and everything her husband is not. Spending time with him is entering into another life, one she wishes she had.
Her carnal, slinky vocals are lush and salty. She’s a woman who loves sex. However, her marriage to an uninterested husband has left her to search for love in other places. She has no shame in hiring an escort. He’s a man who will care for her one night. It’s better than nothing.
The chic synth arrangement sashays and kisses with a stylish air, making an immediate impression.
The elegant “Call Me” is the disco at its best.
Album: American Gigolo soundtrack
Year: 1980
Debbie Harry enjoys her rendevous with a male prostitute in the voluptuous “Call Me.”
Alluring synths open the single, setting a blue tone. In the first verse, she says he can talk to her if he’s depressed, angry, or content. He can take something of hers to remind him that she’s near and hang it in his car. She says she can relate to him. He doesn’t have to pretend or hide. She understands him.
“Colour me your colour, baby/Colour me your car/Colour me your colour, darling/I know who you are/Come up off your colour chart/I know where you're comin' from.”
In the chorus, she says she’s available to him anytime. They can discuss whatever he wants. She’s there for him.
“Call me (call me) on the line/Call me, call me any, anytime/Call me (call me) my love/You can call me any day or night/Call me.”
In the second verse, she tells him they can cook a romantic dinner together; tasting the food in between hugs and kisses. They can make love afterwards. The touch of his skin upon her own thrills her and a sensation she wants to feel all the time. She longs to rid his him of any heartache and trouble. She’s not sure why she feels affection towards him. It only stands to reveal what she’s trying to conceal.
“Cover me with kisses, baby/Cover me with love/Roll me in designer sheets/I'll never get enough/Emotions come, I don't know why/Cover up love's alibi.”
In the second chorus, she says they pop open the 1965 Merlot she has in the wine cabinet. She’s been saving it for a special occasion.
“Call me (call me) on the line/Call me, call me any, anytime/Call me (call me) oh my love/When you're ready we can share the wine/
Call me.”
In the bridge, she sighs that he knows the right words to say. In French, she tells him to to call her.
“Oh, he speaks the languages of love/Oh, amore, chiamami, chiamami/Oh, appelle-moi mon cherie, appelle-moi/Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any way/Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day.”
An enraptured synth solo follows.
In the final section, Harry adds she would like to see him after he’s finished with other women. He can create a wonderful date for them, one she will always remember. He can use her as an excuse in case if he gets in trouble.
“Call me (call me) my love/Call me, call me any, anytime/Call me (call me) for a ride/Call me, call me for some overtime/Call me (call me) my love/Call me, call me in a sweet design/Call me (call me), call me for your lover's lover's alibi/Call me (call me) on the line/Call me, call me any, anytime/Call me (call me)/Oh, call me, oo-hoo-hah
Call me (call me) my love/Call me, call me any, anytime.”
Harry has found her fantasy man. He likes romance and sweeping her off her feet. He stays around for only a little while, which is enough time for her to wish he could stay longer. He’s a gentleman and everything her husband is not. Spending time with him is entering into another life, one she wishes she had.
Her carnal, slinky vocals are lush and salty. She’s a woman who loves sex. However, her marriage to an uninterested husband has left her to search for love in other places. She has no shame in hiring an escort. He’s a man who will care for her one night. It’s better than nothing.
The chic synth arrangement sashays and kisses with a stylish air, making an immediate impression.
The elegant “Call Me” is the disco at its best.