And the next song starts with "Wake me up when it's over"
[Note: I was about to post this last night, shortly after the results were in, when my connection went out.]
My favourite song on Norah Jones' third album, Not Too Late, is one I didn't like at all when I first heard it. It's her obligatory political song, "My Dear Country". It was a meditation on how she felt before the '04 election, and with lines like "Who knows, maybe he's not deranged", I found it pretty annoying. But the song stuck with me, and I've come to realize it's more thoughtful than I gave it credit for. Musically, it's amazing -- the spooky tune reinforces her theme that Election Day, not Hallowe'en, is the scary thing this time of year.
The song has been going through my head all day (displaced only briefly by "Company of Fools", the most annoying song on Great Big Sea's latest album). I appreciate it today in a way I wish I didn't. You should check it out on YouTube.
Here are the lyrics:
'Twas Halloween and the ghosts were out
And everywhere they'd go they'd shout
And though I covered my eyes I knew
They'd go away
But fear's the only thing I saw
And three days later was clear to all
That nothing is as scary as election day
But the day after is darker
And darker and darker it goes
Who knows maybe the plans will change
Who knows maybe he's not deranged
The news men know what they know, but they
Know even less than what they say
And I don't know who I can trust
For the come what may
'Cause we believed in our candidate
But even more it's the one we hate
I needed someone I could shake
On election day
But the day after is darker
And deeper and deeper we go
Who knows maybe it's all a dream
Who knows if I'll wake up and scream
I love the things that you've given me
I cherish you my dear country
But sometimes I don't understand
The way we play
I love the things that you've given me
And most of all that I am free
To have a song that I can sing
On election day
She's right, you know. The fear has been coming and going all day. I've actually felt a little sick at times. And as I keep forgetting to bear in mind, I don't even live there.
So I'm going to put Norah's theory to the test. I need to watch The Ring 2 again to get the fiver done. Those movies, as you may recall, scare the living hell out of me. But do they scare me more than Election Day? Guess I'll see.
Goodnight, folks. Most of you will sleep better than me, to which I will say only this: enjoy it while it lasts. It'll be your turn next time.
- Z
[I actually did get through The Ring 2 after writing this. The results were mixed. Election Day is decidedly NOT scarier than Samara... but after the movie was over, Obama was still president. Maybe if I find a horror film four years long...]
My favourite song on Norah Jones' third album, Not Too Late, is one I didn't like at all when I first heard it. It's her obligatory political song, "My Dear Country". It was a meditation on how she felt before the '04 election, and with lines like "Who knows, maybe he's not deranged", I found it pretty annoying. But the song stuck with me, and I've come to realize it's more thoughtful than I gave it credit for. Musically, it's amazing -- the spooky tune reinforces her theme that Election Day, not Hallowe'en, is the scary thing this time of year.
The song has been going through my head all day (displaced only briefly by "Company of Fools", the most annoying song on Great Big Sea's latest album). I appreciate it today in a way I wish I didn't. You should check it out on YouTube.
Here are the lyrics:
'Twas Halloween and the ghosts were out
And everywhere they'd go they'd shout
And though I covered my eyes I knew
They'd go away
But fear's the only thing I saw
And three days later was clear to all
That nothing is as scary as election day
But the day after is darker
And darker and darker it goes
Who knows maybe the plans will change
Who knows maybe he's not deranged
The news men know what they know, but they
Know even less than what they say
And I don't know who I can trust
For the come what may
'Cause we believed in our candidate
But even more it's the one we hate
I needed someone I could shake
On election day
But the day after is darker
And deeper and deeper we go
Who knows maybe it's all a dream
Who knows if I'll wake up and scream
I love the things that you've given me
I cherish you my dear country
But sometimes I don't understand
The way we play
I love the things that you've given me
And most of all that I am free
To have a song that I can sing
On election day
She's right, you know. The fear has been coming and going all day. I've actually felt a little sick at times. And as I keep forgetting to bear in mind, I don't even live there.
So I'm going to put Norah's theory to the test. I need to watch The Ring 2 again to get the fiver done. Those movies, as you may recall, scare the living hell out of me. But do they scare me more than Election Day? Guess I'll see.
Goodnight, folks. Most of you will sleep better than me, to which I will say only this: enjoy it while it lasts. It'll be your turn next time.
- Z
[I actually did get through The Ring 2 after writing this. The results were mixed. Election Day is decidedly NOT scarier than Samara... but after the movie was over, Obama was still president. Maybe if I find a horror film four years long...]