There is no evidence he was related to GW ‘Pony’ Moore or any of the other Moores associated with the Moore and Burgess Minstrels. There also is a possibility that Moore’s Buttercup Joe is a different song, but the reports of the singing of Buttercup Joe in the 1875 from The Era indicate it was at the very least a song with a similar chorus… The line I can reap I can sow is quoted (see the cutting below)…īased on 30 or so cuttings from The Era we know that Daniel Moore (Junior) was an actor and blackface comedian, sometimes known as the “ Black Koh-I-Nor“. It is perhaps possible that some of these notices were posted by Moore in response to the pirating of his song in the New Prize Medal Song Book ….(this is pure speculation!) Here’s another example: The Era Sept 28 1873 So The Era (May 12, 1872) carried an Advert for “Daniel Moore, renowned coloured humorist, legitimate instrumentalist and star dancer in conjunction with GREAT LITTLE FRENCH.… author and composer of “Hot Peas” “My Brave Militia Boy” “Buttercup Joe”… Its reasonable to accept this as evidence that the he did write it – it was clearly a well known song and his multiple ads were not challenged (Music Hall songwriters and performers, including Daniel Moore, were quick to challenge claims of authorship and ownership – as testified in The Era‘s letters page!). My searches in The Era have suggest that the song was written by Daniel Moore, who placed regular notices promoting himself as the writer/composer of this and other songs in 1872.
Its likely that he did sing it, as a broadside of Buttercup Joe held at the Bodleian Library states that it was Sung by Harry Garrat Favourite Comic. The New Penguin Book of Folk Song suggests the song was sung in the Halls by Harry Garratt in the 1870s, but that the author of the piece was unknown at the time of writing.Īds and reviews in The Era confirm that the comic vocalist Harry Garratt performed in Halls in the North and Midlands of the UK throughout the 1870s, but do not give any detail of his repertoire so do not confirm that he sang the song. There was one contemporaneous publication of the lyrics, it appeared in the New Prize Medal Song Book (No.9), published in June 1872. It was collected a number of times from source singers in England in the early 20th century, though later singers may well have picked up the song from Albert Richardson’s Regal Zonophone recording from 1928. This was a Music Hall song, one of many which poked fun at agricultural workers, but which was widely adopted and loved by rural folksingers. Lyrics as sung by Harry Garrat (probably) Hughes, Caroline 1963 /66 England : Dorset Hill, Jock 1963 England : Gloucestershire Truly a musical masterpiece, way beyond its time.Coles, John 1904 (8 Apr) England : Somerset Electrocution is jarring and all consuming, you cant think about anything else while you're being electrified, and he wants to electrify his heart. Nothing about being electrified is comfortable, and neither is being lost in the thicket of unrequited love.
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And theres something about that feeling that just levels you, really cuts you down to size.Įlectrify my freedom, and if I cant break free from you, please electrify my heart. Of all places, in all the times, they just happen to be here, now.
Your stomach drops, with the oh so visceral, pit in my stomach feeling. You begin to get lost in a crowd, and you just so happen to catch a glimpse of your ex. You just landed on a distant planet, in a far off solar system. Everybody has time travel along with the most badass space ships, in my imagination temporal space cars. Surprise were in the same time beneath the same sun. He cant look at her eyes without sparks, alas just go the whole way and electrify my heart. This part the song still get me, I believe its esoteric meaning might be eluding me. He wants to electrify his sense of freedom. Golden teeth are associated with freedom from slavery, an arise to affluence.
When you push it to far it means you've exhausted the reuptake of that neurotransmitter. Hes locked up on the button, many people just chase the dopamine whether it be love, drugs, sex or food. The button is a metaphor for the dopamine response that incited by pleasurable experiences.
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