"Eleanor Put Your Boots On" is a song by Scottish indie rock band Franz Ferdinand, and is featured on their second album, You Could Have It So Much Better. The band recorded a new version of the song in Benton Harbor, Michigan during their 2006 tour with Death Cab for Cutie. This new version was released 17 July 2006 as the fourth and final single from that album in the United Kingdom, peaking at No. 30 in the UK Singles Chart (see 2006 in British music). Promotion for the single included two videos: one for "Eleanor Put Your Boots On" and one for B-side Wine in the Afternoon (recorded at Trama Studios, São Paulo, Brazil), making the B-side a video-clip-only single.
Steve Lamacq first played the new version of the song on his BBC Radio show, Lamacq Live in the last week of May 2006. Shortly thereafter, an interview appeared with the band in Nylon Magazine where they confirmed the recording of a new version of the song for release as a single.
The 'Eleanor' in the title is thought to refer to Eleanor Friedberger, lead singer of indie rock band The Fiery Furnaces who supported Franz Ferdinand during their 2004 tour. Friedberger used to have a relationship with Franz Ferdinand lead singer Alex Kapranos.
Read more about Eleanor Put Your Boots On: Track Listings
Famous quotes containing the words eleanor, put and/or boots:
“Here lies the body of William Jones
Who all his life collected bones,
Till Death, that grim and boney spectre,
That universal bone collector,
Boned old Jones, so neat and tidy,
And here he lies, all bona fide.”
—Anonymous. “Epitaph on William Jones,” from Eleanor Broughton’s Varia (1925)
“Poetry isn’t a profession, it’s a way of life. It’s an empty basket; you put your life into it and make something out of that.”
—Mary Oliver (b. 1935)
“I heard of one man who complained that somebody had stolen his boots in the night; and when he found them, he wanted to know what they had done to them,—they had spoiled them,—he never put that stuff on them; and the bootblack narrowly escaped paying damages.”
—Henry David Thoreau (1817–1862)