Last Friday night, Friend #3 and I were in my car.
"Oh! Oh!" I said, "You have to hear this song. I was all into this song a few months ago and for some reason I heard it again and I've listened to nothing else for two days now."
I jumped back to the beginning of Closing Time on the Essential Leonard Cohen CD.
"Oh my," she said eventually. "Well."
"I don't know. I don't like it that much."
"You haven't even heard it!"
"Well, yes, I'm listening to it right now!"
"No, you aren't, you're talking. You have to listen to the words," I argued. "Seriously, shut up and listen to this part," I demanded, just as ...
I missed you since the place got wrecked / By the winds of change and the weeds of sex
... came up. How can a person be over forty and not love that? Friend #3 is over forty. I crumpled under the dashboard cooing at that line, and the next one...
looks like freedom but it feels like death / it's something in between, I guess
"I dunno," she said. "I listen to songs for the music. I hear the lyrics eventually, but if I don't like the music then I won't listen to the lyrics."
Then I popped open the door and Friend #3 is now a bloody stain on Highway 170. IN MY MIND.
I don't get this point of view. Gary has the same point of view, sadly. He thinks that the music in a song counts for almost everything and if the lyrics are crap, well, who listens to the lyrics? If he was to weight them, he would say that music counts for 90% and lyrics count for 10%.
It's this viewpoint that nominates the "Um brella -ella -ella - uh -uh" song for a Grammy.
What is with people? In my world, Music = 50% Lyrics = 50%. Please, use both hemispheres of your brain! Plus, if your music happens to contain poetry you can listen to it and it never becomes stale. I'll listen to Closing Time again when I'm 100 and I'll appreciate other lines, no doubt ...
she's a hundred but she's wearing something tight.
Just so you know, this year's inductees into the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame:
Madonna, the Dave Clark Five, the Ventures, John Mellencamp and Leonard Cohen.