What's this really about?
I have a huge list of tasks to accomplish today, but I crave diversion. To that end, I present you, The Internet, with a request.
Some songs come with revelations. You realize what they're really about, and you can never hear them the same way again. Ryan North understands this. Now every time I hear "Wouldn't It Be Nice", I'm rooting for those sweetly idealistic polyamorous surfers.
A couple more examples from my own brain:
My attitude towards Rod Stewart's life and work changed forever when I realized that "Maggie May" was about Margaret Thatcher.
Also, the glorious revelation that "Hold Me Now" by the Thompson Twins is clearly narrated by a clueless auto mechanic, or maybe a clueless plumber. In any case, he's definitely clueless, and he's got a messy job. You can tell because when he says, "I ask your forgiveness, though I don't know just what I'm asking it for," he's obviously covered in grease and waving a dirty rag or wrench around. Quite possibly this relationship fell apart because he never cleaned up before dates, and he didn't know this was not the way to make his partner feel special. I feel for him, really. It's sympathetic laughter.
Now I must get down to work on mundane things, which are both boring, and time consuming. Please Internet, tell me about song revelations you've had, that I may have something to look forward to in between tasks.
P.S. Thank you to spectralbovine for the virtual snowflake cookie on my profile!
Some songs come with revelations. You realize what they're really about, and you can never hear them the same way again. Ryan North understands this. Now every time I hear "Wouldn't It Be Nice", I'm rooting for those sweetly idealistic polyamorous surfers.
A couple more examples from my own brain:
My attitude towards Rod Stewart's life and work changed forever when I realized that "Maggie May" was about Margaret Thatcher.
Also, the glorious revelation that "Hold Me Now" by the Thompson Twins is clearly narrated by a clueless auto mechanic, or maybe a clueless plumber. In any case, he's definitely clueless, and he's got a messy job. You can tell because when he says, "I ask your forgiveness, though I don't know just what I'm asking it for," he's obviously covered in grease and waving a dirty rag or wrench around. Quite possibly this relationship fell apart because he never cleaned up before dates, and he didn't know this was not the way to make his partner feel special. I feel for him, really. It's sympathetic laughter.
Now I must get down to work on mundane things, which are both boring, and time consuming. Please Internet, tell me about song revelations you've had, that I may have something to look forward to in between tasks.
P.S. Thank you to spectralbovine for the virtual snowflake cookie on my profile!