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MusicMadMaurice (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
wj234 asks "why is there no music now like that?" It's because the music industry is now run by corporate accountants and not musician businessmen. Video imagery has replaced musical & lyrical substance. The remaining radio stations play from national playlists making it almost impossible for new artists to get their first break. S&G's first hit song was recorded and forgotten until it resurfaced months later on a college radio station, played by a DJ who had independence from management.
MusicMadMaurice (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
You are right. When it was written it was probably just about two old guys that PS had seen sitting in a park every day. He was a keen observer of human behaviour and translated that into both music and lyrics very eloquently. My point was that even though the song was written so long ago about someone else, it now seems to suit the two of them. I hope that their differences have been resolved. John Lennon died without reconciling with Paul McCartney and I believe his spirit was poorer for that.
monicasuetannehill (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
me, too. when i was a teenager (tough times for everyone) i had those words written on my wall by my bed.
bpc1960 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
tough shite
bikebird (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
Listen to "I Am a Rock," you'll identify. It's about the narrator's attempts to shield himself from the pain of life. The final lyric is, ". . .and a rock feels no pain, and an island never cries." Then I cry, listening.
bikebird (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
And how old was Simon when he wrote this? "I was 21 years when I wrote this song. . .I'm 22 now, but I won't be for long. . ." Amazingly perceptive for one so young.
bikebird (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
The Sheep Meadow. I was there. I was a freshman at NYU, grew up listening to Mom's S&G albums. It was perfect.
shamelads1289 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
i wish i was there so much!!!
Cinders29 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
Im with you on this one. Who woulda thunk it? When I was 16 I could not even imagine being alive in 2 years, much less 40+. Sometimes those times seem more real than now. So full of wonder and playful cynicism, and discovery.
username4396 (November 30, 1999 at 12:00 am)
darkness is an old friend of thiers :) |
