Last week I got to introduce the classic film "Pillow Talk" at Enzian Theater's Popcorn Flicks in the Park; it a perfect 70-something-degree evening for watching a perfect 50’s film. The only drawback was getting the title song stuck in my head like the frigging sword in the frigging stone. The only way to wedge it out was with more Doris Day music (she did sing like an angel).
The woman who was synonymous with squeaky clean, G-rated sweetness had at least one song with some rather interesting lyrics. “Sugarbush,” is a duet between Day and Frankie Lane and all involved in its prodcution were probably innocent of the lascivious meanings anyone in our day would assign it (Doris Day: ”Oh, Sugarbush, I love you so I will never let you go”; Frankie Laine: ”So, don't you let your mother know. Sugarbush, I love you so”). The song itself makes no damn sense – I thought it was probably from a movie that would explain it no such luck. Here's a link to it on Lyricszoo , which provides the rest of the incriminating poetry along with a video sleeping pill of someone playing it on a gramophone.
But wait! There's more! The B side of "Sugarbush" was called – I couldn’t make this up – "How Lovely Cooks the Meat" and is all about a husband’s slavering anticipation of coming h a big manly man’s meat-filled dinner which is lovely wife is about to louse up.
You know, “Pillow Talk” is so pretty and funny it could almost make you believe love used to come with easy-t-follow instructions: meet, marry, live happily ever after. Then you hear this song and thank God you have so many choices you’re as dizzy as a bug in a cocktail shaker.