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The Jaynettes were a combination of singers from The Clickettes and The Hearts. Producer Abner Spector put the group into the recording studio for a week. The melody was an adaptation of an old English nursery rhyme. The unique arrangement was the brainchild of Artie Butler, who says though he never got paid for his work, the record gave him his very first credit as an arranger. He played and separately recorded all the instrumental tracks himself except for the guitar, adding a different kind of reverb for each instrument. The B-side consisted of just the band tracks without vocals. (thanks, Keely - Bronx, NY)
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Tuff 369 - Sally, Go 'Round The Roses* / (Instrumental) - 1963 (drummer on this 45 was Buddy Miles) *also recorded in 1966 by The Ikettes on Modern 1015.
The Jaynettes version is still the best, however Tim Buckley's take is equally mesmerizing.
There is a promo photo of:
Carolyn And the Jaynetts
Personal Manager Gene May
QBC Exclusive Booking
1650 Broadway Suite 1410
New York, New York
There isn't any information on a Carolyn with The Jaynetts that I can find... can you help or remember?
One of my all-time favorite songs, a true one-hit wonder with an unbelievably hypnotic score and lyrics. Peaked at No. 2 but should have gone all the way to the top.
The homosexual aspect of the tune has never been proven, however, and is one of those constant urban legends that will not go away. Unfortunately, the writers of the song, Zell Sanders and Lona Stevens (Spector), have never commented one way or the other.
It seems innocuous at first ("Sally go round the roses"), but becomes, by degrees, more obsessive with each stanza. And the musical arrangement, though it doesn't actually change tempo, seems to "get under your skin" (in a good way) as it progresses.
I've heard that this song was about a broken lesbian love affair. That makes sense to me, especially in verses like "They won't tell your secret," and "You can sit and cry, not a soul will know." At the time (early '60's)the Jaynetts recorded this, not very many lesbians were "out," and there was a much more virulent stigma attached to homosexuality than there is now, so someone who just lost--and yearns to regain--a love that "dare not speak its name" would want to keep her secret.
The obsessiveness of this song reminds me in some odd way of Sylvia Plath's poem "Daddy," even though it's about an entirely different topic and situation.
I'd love to know where the Jaynetts are now.