For just about every band I’m featuring this week, I can name a maximum of three songs off the top of my head but after that I’m at a loss.
For Blondie, it’s ‘Call Me,’ ‘Heart of Glass’ and ‘The Tide is High.’ I’d probably recognize a couple of others if you played them for me, but I sure can’t come up with them on my own.
OK, I just came up with a good example. I’m sampling their most acclaimed album, 1978’s Parallel Lines, and happened upon ‘One Way Or Another,’ certainly a familiar song.
What really strikes me about Blondie is the casual sexiness of Debbie Harry. She has that spaced-out rock chick hotness that is always best showcased by a woman fronting a band full of men (think Gwen Stefani in No Doubt or Shirley Manson in Garbage).
If I hadn’t been under ten when Blondie had their biggest hits, I probably would have been totally into her, and therefore them.
Color me your car.
Color me your color, darling.
I know who you are.
Come up off your color chart.
I know where you’re coming from.
Call me (call me) on the line.
Call me, call me any anytime.
Call me(call me)I’ll arrive.
You can call me any day or night.
Call me!
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.
Call me (call me) on the line.
Call me, call me any anytime.
Call me (call me)I’ll arrive.
When you’re ready we can share the wine.
Call me.
Ooh, he speaks the languages of love.
Ooh, amore, chiama mi (chiama mi).
Ooh, appelle-moi, mon cheri (appelle-moi).
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, anyway!
Anytime, anyplace, anywhere, any day!
Call me (call me) in my life.
Call me, call me any anytime.
Call me (call me) au revoir.
Call me, call me for some overtime.
Call me (call me) in my life.
Call me, call me any sweet desire.
Call me, call me for your lover’s lover’s alibi.
Call me (call me) inner line.
Call me, call me any anytime.
Call me.
Oh, call me, ooh ooh ah.
Call me in my life.
Call me, call me any anytime
Meet Me In Montauk 
Blonde was a rather interesting mix of pop, disco, rock and new wave. Ultimately, that’s not a genre mix that does much for me, but all of this 80’s stuff sounds a bit better through a nostalgic lens.
Why do I totally associate this song with American Gigolo? Even though I never even saw that film! 🙂