Olivia Newton-John Collection

Tributes

Olivia   by California Oranges

Olivia

Captured my heart the first time I saw you
back in the summer of 78.
Since then I've been
Hopelessly devoted to you.
 
You were my first Rock 'n' Roll idol
back in December of 1980.
Sweetness, muse on roller skates
You were Magic.
 
Oh, oh, Olivia you mean so much to me
You sang my favorite songs,
You lived my fantasies.
I was young and your career had just begun
Some twenty odd years ago.
 
Collected your singles on seven inch
I know. Watched your videos in 1982.
Cropped my hair, wore leg warmers
tried to emulate you.
Oh, oh, Olivia you mean so much to me
You sang my favorite songs,
You lived my fantasies.
I was young and your career had just begun
Some twenty odd years ago.
Oh, oh, Olivia you mean so much to me
You sang my favorite songs,
You lived my fantasies.
I was young and your career had just begun
Some twenty odd years ago.
 
You go on, you survive cause and you are strong.
I love you and I'm letting you know.

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from the CD

"California Oranges"

Darla records

DRL-109

Extracts from some CD-reviews:

CALIFORNIA ORANGES - CALIFORNIA ORANGES

john conley of holiday flyer and verna brock of holiday flyer, beanpole, rocketship team up with ross levine of the tank, smartbomb ca.

it's a straight up classic power pop trio lp; guitar, bass & drums, with two singer/songwriters, john and verna, showcasing their individual talents.

the two sing both solo and so sweetly together in harmony.

For indie-pop fans, this is definitely music done right -- the lyrics are smart, the instruments well-played and not a single note resorts to gimmickry.

The album opens and closes with nostalgia-laden numbers about John Hughes and Olivia Newton-John, but don't worry. This band does not look back with that kind of amused grin which inspires short-lived appreciation. Instead, the subjects are tackled in a gorgeously realistic manner, whereby these nostalgic leanings are approached with the tenderness of a Truffaut. Both of these tributes are sincere, evoking the rapture an artist's work can cause ("You were my first rock and roll idol...I was hopelessly devoted to you") and the requisite sadness which simply must accompany such over-the-top adoration ("The stories simulate my moods/Hope I can pick up some clues").

The album ends with another potentially goofy moment, Brock's ode to her childhood idol Olivia Newton-John, which is as honest, as moving and (of course) as rocking as everything else here.

 

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