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There’s not a lot to unpack in this piece, other than it’s yet another midlife-crisis-inspired wistful lament to the passing of one’s youth (as in, on a larger and wider scale than just my own).
Whilst writing this, I found myself thinking of some old “American Songbook” standards of wistful romance that have been covered by every crooner or soul singer over the past sixty or seventy years, and I found myself thinking of “Red Sails in the Sunset”, which was covered fairly well by quite a few artists, and also twisted around by the Australian New Wave band Midnight Oil on their 1984 album of the same name, and which was used as a euphemism for the early aftermath of a nuclear strike.
The other song I thought of was “Ebb Tide”, which was owned for all time in 1965 by The Righteous Brothers and some Phil Spector Wall-of-Sound magic.
And the red sails in the sunset and the ebb tide under an orange-to-red sky also took me back to those slowly moving shapes on the far-future beach that H. G. Wells originally showed us, and which Uncle Stevie gave eventual voice to.
“Did a Chick? Did a Chick? Dod a Chock?”
Whilst writing this, I found myself thinking of some old “American Songbook” standards of wistful romance that have been covered by every crooner or soul singer over the past sixty or seventy years, and I found myself thinking of “Red Sails in the Sunset”, which was covered fairly well by quite a few artists, and also twisted around by the Australian New Wave band Midnight Oil on their 1984 album of the same name, and which was used as a euphemism for the early aftermath of a nuclear strike.
The other song I thought of was “Ebb Tide”, which was owned for all time in 1965 by The Righteous Brothers and some Phil Spector Wall-of-Sound magic.
And the red sails in the sunset and the ebb tide under an orange-to-red sky also took me back to those slowly moving shapes on the far-future beach that H. G. Wells originally showed us, and which Uncle Stevie gave eventual voice to.
“Did a Chick? Did a Chick? Dod a Chock?”
Category Poetry / All
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