| May. 6th, 2011 @ 09:24 am that song by that guy |
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So I finally found out what that song by that guy is! You know, that song by that guy... I didn't know the name of that guy or the name of the song or even the words to the song... don't you just hate it when that happens? You can't even Google it with only that much information.
A few months ago I had NPR on in the car driving home from work, as usual, and they said that some guy died. They said his name, and I had never heard of him, but then they said, "even if you don't recognize the name [which I didn't! Wow! NPR is reading my mind!], you probably at least recognize this song..."
And then they played a bit of the song, and "Oh yeah! That's a cool song," I said, followed by, "oh no, the guy that did that song died. That's a pity. I didn't even know who that guy was."
Then they played a bit of another song that guy did, which I knew too, though I would NEVER believe that it was the same guy doing both those songs. It was at different times in his career, but still.
When I got home, I told Daniel that I just heard that the guy that did that song was dead, but by then I had already forgotten then name of the guy AND the name of the song (argh! stupid faulty memory!). I just had the song playing in my head, which of course Daniel couldn't hear. All I could do was say, "it has this cool saxophone part in it," and tried humming it to him.
He said, "yeah, I think I know what song you mean," but that may have been just to shut me up and make quit going "da da da da-da-DAAAAA, da da da da-da-daaaaaa..."
So then I had that song stuck in my head for a day or two, and then sort of forgot about the whole thing. Until last night when Daniel had his computer playlist going, and That Song By That Guy came up! I went, "Hey, that's the song by the guy that just died!" He goes, "He just DIED? Oh no!" I reminded him that I had already told him when the guy died, but I guess my, ahem, completely accurate vocal rendition of the saxophone from the song was insufficient after all.
Daniel told me what the name of the guy was, and I SOON FORGOT IT AGAIN! (Argh! WTF memory! People's names just fall out of my memory like nothing.)
But then I went to bed, and then I woke up this morning, and the guy's name was BACK IN MY HEAD! Yes! Or at least something close enough to be able to Google. So now I can get it on YouTube and THIS SONG SHALL HAUNT ME NO MORE!
And that also means that since the guy's dead, I'm allowed to admit I like this song, because that's how that works. Because since this song is considered "70's soft rock", it's probably uncool to like unless the guy is dead (just look at what happened when Michael Jackson died and it was suddenly cool to like his music again). Looks like the guy drank himself to death. Sad. Too bad I didn't know who he was until he died, but that's how it works sometimes. (Why is Gerry Rafferty such a hard name to remember? Yeesh. At least "Baker Street" is easier to remember, since I've actually been there, so now I can make that connection with the song. Though I was expecting the title to be a little more, I dunno, epic to go with such a sax solo, but I need to find out what the lyrics are for this song.)
Edit: Ok, the lyrics are as good as the music. Sadder than I expected, but very good. "You used to think that it was soooo easy. You used to say that it was so easy, but you're tryin', you're trying now. Another year and it will be happy. Just one more year and then you'll be happy, but you're cryin', you're cryin' now." (Wow.) |
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