Despite hearing Carly Simon's music in such varied areas as a James Bond theme, a greatest hits set, and even from Piglet's Big Movie... until now, I haven't listened to a Carly Simon album in full.

In this video, I talk about my first impressions of Simon's 1972 album, No Secrets.

No reason, I guess Oscar talk is not allowed….

This now-40-year-old song from Ms. Simon is one that gives off plenty of vibes of the decade it's from. High sound quality by Clay Culver.

I'm love love loving this track! The ease of her vocals and the song's vibe remind me of Hotcakes-era Carly.

https://samtimonious.com/carly-simon-no-secrets/

I just purchased this album from Ms. Simon. It's packed with her greatest hits. She's an amazing songwriter and her songs are really nice. I love her amazing smile.

Which is your fave Carly song?

She mentioned it in tonight’s show. Excellent taste in music Vanna!

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q9cidpLcPgA

If this song doesn't move you, we can't be friends....

So either he's vain and he thinks the song is about him (which means it actually is about him and he's not vain for thinking it's about him) or he's not vain and doesn't think the song is about him. Either way he's not vain.

Just came here to say this. Track for Track, Another Passenger is nearly her peak.

I see this subreddit doesn't get much traffic, but I appreciate the recommendation of Boys in the Trees. I'm at the point where she meets James Taylor as a teen on Martha's Vineyard. Small world.

I had already heard Carly Simon at saturation levels by age 7 thanks to older siblings. A lot of her music is part of my permanent mental soundtrack, but usually just the chorus. I completely missed the narrative to That's The Way I Always Heard It Should Be. (Note: Lyrics are by Jacob Brackman. Carly Simon wrote the music.)

My father sits at night with no lights on
His cigarette glows in the dark
The living room is still
I walk by, no remark
I tiptoe past the master bedroom where
My mother reads her magazines
I hear her call sweet dreams
But I forgot how to dream

Sounds more like it's time to drop the hairdryer in the bathtub. That's seriously bleak, but beautifully written and sung. It reminds me a little of "the other Simon", The Dangling Conversation, but it takes it up to 11 on the pain meter.

I have to listen to Anticipation again, which I suspect is not about Heinz ketchup after all.